Chapter 582 (1/2)

Ten days passed quickly. Today's battle of the top eight is coming.

Thousands of miles of clear sky, the sky, as clean as a wash.

Rumble, drum sounds, today's eight square arena is particularly unusual.

The noisy crowd at the door disappeared. Some were just orderly, looking up at the audience in the sky.

People are still oppressed. Looking down from a high place, there are countless black spots. Suddenly, the sky began to change. First, it was like a wave of water. Then, in the sky, there was a figure on the martial arts arena.

The whole picture in the arena was reflected in the sky for the world to watch.

Only the royal family can do this, and only the imperial court can do it well.

A mirage, a wonder.

Countless residents of the capital cheered, only to see how many houses, people placed tables and chairs, spread out to eat, smiling and waiting for the battle to begin.

Shouts, resounding through the sky.

Today, there are also new patterns in the field of the eight sided fighting.

The original single central site of wudaochang is actually broken into numerous gravels today.

There are big and small gravel, ups and downs. Some even float in the air.

Under the rubble, there is a dark void.

Don't think it's a cover up. It's a real void.

Falling into it is the abyss.

In the field, a middle-aged man stood up with a hand in his hand and a smile on his face.

The mustache on his face is extremely conspicuous. If you see this person, as long as he is an old resident in the capital, you should call him ”eight Ye”.

He is the person in charge of the Bafang martial arts arena. The Baye yunmufeng. He is also the commentator and referee of today's top eight.

Today's scene is what he did.

He himself is a strong man at the peak of Tiangang. Naturally, he has the ability of referees to compete today.

Even Emperor Qin and Shang are very satisfied with his commentaries and referees in the past few years. Eight Ye's eyesight is so poisonous that he can be said to be the best in Wu'an.

Holding the mustache in his hand, he said in a loud voice, ”today is the third round of the selection of Wu'an's martial artists, the battle of the top eight.”

In a word, all the noise stopped immediately. Above the sky, the figure of the eight ye came to everyone's eyes.

Countless people in the capital smiled at the eight ye and said, ”the eight Ye has come out again.”

”Oh, it's getting old every year.”

”It's said that eight Ye didn't bring money when he went to the kiln some time ago, so he kicked his daughter out of bed.”

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The sound of laughter rang from all sides of the capital city. The eighth master didn't hear the sound of these comments. Anyway, he would not care if he heard them.

With a loud voice, the eighth master then said: ”the eight martial artists have their own strengths, amazing accomplishments and noble morality. It's my pleasure in Wu'an, your Majesty's pleasure. ”

Said, eight ye to Qin Shang emperor boxing salute.

The emperor of Qin and Shang liked the eight masters. Although he was a strong man, he was never arrogant, approachable and polite.

Put down your hand, the tone of the eighth master suddenly rises.

”But today, only four of the eight fighters stand out. Let's look forward to the performance of eight unique talents. First of all, first, Tianjia, tianqingyang. ”

Eight Ye suddenly pointed to the north.

A light suddenly fell from the sky and shone under the northern wall of wudaochang.

There, Tian Qingyang is sitting on a unicorn chair, with a cold face and a strong air.

At the same time, a huge water curtain appeared behind tianqingyang. Above began to appear the scene of the last tianqingyang attack on Pingwu Taoist field and victory.

The drums shook the sky, and all the people felt their blood boiling and shouted loudly.

Above the sky, this scene is suddenly enlarged. The whole sky reflects the cold eyes of the sky.

”Second, Lu family, Lu Yin.”

Another light fell in the northwest direction. Under the light column, LV Yin's figure appeared.

Today, instead of leaning on her own crutches, Lu Yin arrived in a wooden wheelchair. With an innocent smile on her face, LV Yin waved to the audience. But behind her, the water curtain and Tianhua put LV Yin's evil smile in her eyes, as well as her opponent's astonished and fallen appearance, which showed the evil spirit soaring to the sky. The audience was shocked and shouted out the title of the little witch. LV Yin himself turned to look at it. Her teeth were itchy and she chose the wrong one.

She looked at the eyes of eight Ye cloud Mufeng, and she was not good at it.

”Third, wusheng college, Tang Qing.”

The light falls in the west, the Tang and Qing Dynasties sit on the Damascus, behind the water curtain in the sky, a long knife falls, the ghosts cry and howl. It's a symbol of Tang Qing's killing move Ming Dao.

”Fourth, she Ling, FUZU.”

She Ling's body is illuminated by the light column, and she Ling's eyes are narrowed comfortably. Behind him, there are countless lights of runes. Behind the runes, a pair of big hands hold them, and then the two characters of the runes appear, representing the identity and control power of she lingfu.