The first round of competition ended in the first two days, with more than 700 people being eliminated and more than 700 people advanced.

After two days of adjustment, the second round of competition was in the same position and was carried out in the same way.

On this day, the huge square was crowded with people, and they looked crowded with people, and they were crowded with people. Especially on the edges of the nine arenas, there was no room for standing.

"when……"

As a loud gong resounded throughout the square, the second round of armed fighting officially began.

"Tianyuan County Beihe, Heling County Zhu Zilong, arena No. 1..."

At this time, the civil servant behind the ring reported the names of the first pair of people who competed on stage.

“Wow…”

After this person finished speaking, the crowd in the square was noisy, and there was nothing else, just because of the word "Beihe". This was a Qi Realm warrior who was less than 20 years old, and the people here could be said to want to see the style of Beihe. So they had no intention of listening to the names of the next few civil servants, and their eyes began to patrol the figure of Beihe in the crowd.

In addition to the crowd, on a high tower far away in the square, there were two men standing at the window. These two were the Prince of Zhou and the Seventh Prince of Feng Kingdom.

The reason why Beihe was the first to appear in the second round was actually because of the prince of Zhou. He walked out of the palace to see who the Beihe was.

As for the Seventh Prince, he was brought to watch the fun.

After Wen Guan finished speaking, a burly man holding a spear in his hand squeezed out of the crowd and jumped onto the ring No. 1.

This person is thirty-seven or eight years old. He is already extremely young. He is eight feet tall and his muscles are extremely strong, giving people a sense of majestic déjà.

After only a moment of climbing to the ring, a thin figure also jumped up and stood on the ring. This man was in his twenties, with his long hair tied into a bunch with a red rope, revealing a slightly green cheek, which was Beihe.

After Beihe took the stage, not only did the people below hear a lot of discussion, but even the expressions of the Prince Zhou and the Seventh Prince on the high tower in the distance changed.

The Prince Zhou's eyes narrowed and he looked up and down at the Beihe River.

From their perspective, you can see the front of the Beihe River, so he also saw that the Beihe River is indeed extremely young, even much younger than he imagined.

As for the Seventh Prince, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a flash of cold light. He recognized the one on the ring at a glance, which was indeed Beihe.

Beihe and Zhu Zilong, standing on the ring, turned a blind eye to everyone's eyes, but were looking at each other.

Two days ago, Beihe won a clean and neat martial arts battle, but there was his opponent, who had just advanced to the Qi Realm for a while. Zhu Zilong in front of him had already won one game just like him, so it was enough to see that this person's strength would definitely not be weak, which brought some pressure to Beihe.

"when……"

At this moment, the sound of the gong at the beginning of the martial battle came.

As soon as the sound fell, the nine warriors on the arena started to move.

Beihe stroked forward, and the three-foot iron stick in his hand was tightly held by him, pointing to Zhu Zilong in front of him.

Zhu Zilong did not hesitate at all, and this person suddenly rose up. He threw the spear in his hand forward, held the tail of the gun in one hand, and rushed towards the Beihe River.

Just as the man approached, Beihe slapped the iron rod in his hand forward and hit the spear head that stabbed him in the chest. He made a "clang" sound, blocking the blow.

Zhu Zilong immediately held the spear tightly with both hands. As his arms were shaking, he stabbed the sharp spear head one after another, all of which came towards Beihe's mask.

One inch long and one inch strong. When he was unable to get close to him, facing this person's offensive, Beihe kept retreating and did not dare to fight him head-on.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the edge of the arena, Beihe paused suddenly, and the true energy in his body was injected into the iron rod without reservation, and then swept over the afterimages in front of him indiscriminately.

"Clang!"

After he swept it, these afterimages moved back to their positions, turned into a spear, and were shaken away. After being cracked, Zhu Zilong's attacking pace couldn't help but pause.

Beihe roared lowly, and he waved the three-foot stick in his hand as a long sword, and then stepped forward and slashed at the man, and the stick made a whirring sound of breaking the wind.

One inch shorter and one inch more dangerous. After being approached by Beihe, Zhu Zilong's spear was difficult to use, so he could only hold the spear tightly in his hands and resist it with the gun body left and right. For a moment, the weapons interweave made a clanging echo. At this time, the roles of both sides seemed to be interchanging, and Zhu Zilong's footsteps were forced to retreat back by Beihe.

Everyone who saw this scene burst into an exclamation. Beihe was not only young, but also strong, and was definitely a genius.

On the tower, Prince Zhou had a strong smile on his face. He had decided that he would recruit Beihe into the palace this time. As long as he was trained, it would be safe to break through the virtual realm in the future.

However, the seventh prince next to this person's face became even more ugly.

The Seventh Prince never took Beihe seriously. In his opinion, Beihe was just a down-and-out boy who could only die under his command and could not pose any threat to him.

But when he saw Beihe's strength now, he didn't think so. If Beihe grows up and joins the Zhou royal family, maybe one day in the future, Beihe will really pose a threat to him.

Fortunately, this time he discovered the other party, so the Seventh Prince would not give Beihe any chance.

The only thing that is troublesome is that the Prince of Zhou seems to value Beihe very much, so when he takes action, he must be clean and neat, so that he cannot let this person notice it, otherwise he may have some minor trouble.

Just when the Seventh Prince thought of this, Zhu Zilong, who was pressed by Beihe step by step on the ring, suddenly dodged and retreated to the rear, and distanced himself from Beihe. Then the man turned around and shot back at Beihe's face.

Beihe's eyes appeared fiercely. He held the iron stick tightly in his hands and slashed at the tip of the spear.

With a "bang", when the iron rod in his hand hit the man's spear head accurately, the spear head of the spear was twisted and bent and changed shape.

"Um?"

Zhu Zilong frowned when his arms were numb. He looked at the iron stick in Beihe's hand, and his pupils shrank slightly. This was a magic weapon.

Zhu Zilong was destroyed and was frightened and angry. He turned around and slashed the spear in his hand angrily towards Beihe Tianling.

Beihe, who was about to approach, immediately retreated when he saw this.

"Bang!"

The spear slashed on the ground where he was standing before, and saw a stone fighting platform slashed out into a gap as thick as a wrist, and the gravel shot towards both sides.

Zhu Zilong was about to lift the spear in his hand, but Beihe approached at a speed of lightning speed and stepped on the man's tightly clenched spear.

With this step, the spear suddenly broke free from his five fingers and hit the ground.

Zhu Zilong suddenly looked up and saw Beihe holding a long stick in his hand, making a sword-pointing posture, pointing to his eyebrows.

When this scene fell, everyone exclaimed again, Beihe won again.

And the Prince Zhou on the high tower had a more grinning smile on his face.

However, when Zhu Zilong faced this scene, his face turned pale. He was defeated by a young boy under the age of 20.

When he saw the slight smile on Beihe's face, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and then he suddenly opened his mouth.

"call out!"

A silver needle was sprayed out by him with the true energy in his body, and it directly touched Beihe's pupils.

Beihe was shocked and turned his head away and avoided the attack.

"Bang!"

But the next moment, he felt a heavy blow in his chest, and his body flew out like a broken kite. After landing on the edge of the ring, he staggered back and finally stomped his feet, leaving the ring with only half a step away.

When he turned around, he looked at Zhu Zilong who was keeping his stepping, and was shocked and angry.

There was a burst of booing in the crowd. It was obvious that Zhu Zilong had lost and even caused hidden weapons to hurt people. He was sinister and cunning and despised.

The civil servant who recorded the victory and defeat of the two Beihe people looked at the location of the high tower window in the distance. At this time, he saw that Prince Zhou's face was gloomy and nodded at him.

The civil servant immediately knew it, but saw him stand up and said loudly: "Zhu Zilong was defeated and maliciously injured people. He will disqualify this armed battle and expel him from Tiandu City. In this battle, Beihe won..."

After the man finished speaking, a burst of applause came from the audience.

On the edge of the ring, Beihe's face finally dissipated a little. If he hadn't reacted in time before, he would have been injured by this person's hidden weapon. However, even so, he would have been extremely uncomfortable after being punched by this person.

After the civil servant gave the order, Zhu Zilong showed a vicious look, but he understood that he could not stay in Tiandu City anymore, so he immediately jumped off the arena and left in a hurry.

The winner was decided, Beihe sorted out his wrinkled clothes, jumped off the ring, squeezed away from the crowd and left the place.

At this time, on the tower, the seventh prince beside Prince Zhou looked at an old man over 60 years old in the crowd below and nodded.

After the latter nodded and responded, he quietly walked towards the direction where Beihe left.

"Brother Zhu, let's go." At this time, the prince of Zhou looked at him and spoke.

The seventh prince came to his senses and smiled and said, "Okay."
Chapter completed!