"Wu Chengkun, win!"

When Wu Ming announced the winner of this game, Song Chongwen's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He thought it would be a situation that he would win, but he didn't expect this reversal to happen. He really couldn't figure it out, and he clearly had the upper hand, but he ended up with such a result.

Although he is only in the semi-saint realm, he can barely touch the threshold of the small saint realm. Logically speaking, Wu Chengkun should not be his opponent.

His eyes turned, and he looked at the master and Tang Shan on the seat, and saw that the two had no expression on their faces, especially the latter, with a look of indifferent, and even looking elsewhere, as if he didn't care about his victory or defeat, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

The reason why he appeared on the stage was to show himself so that Tang Shan knew that he was no worse than anyone else. Unfortunately, things went against his wishes. Not only did he not get the attention of the beauty, he lost the competition in public and lost all his face.

"Mr. Song, do you feel dissatisfied and want to try again?" Seeing that Song Chongwen had no intention of ending, Wu Chengkun couldn't help but ask.

Hearing the teasing and mockery in the other party's words, Song Chongwen felt angry and scolded angrily: "Don't be too proud. The reason why I lost to you is because your methods are too despicable."

"Despicable?" Wu Chengkun was slightly stunned and laughed in silence, "Mr. Song, I know you are unwilling to give up on losing, but you don't need to slander me. You keep saying that I am despicable, and I don't know where I am despicable."

"You are as strong as me. If you don't use despicable means, how could you resist all my attacks?"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people on the field started to talk about it. In fact, they also found it strange and didn't know how Wu Chengkun did it.

"So you mean this." Wu Chengkun smiled and looked at everyone present, "I think everyone must be very curious. Since that's the case, I might as well explain it." Speaking of this, he rolled up his sleeves and raised his arms over the top.

Looking up, I saw a silver bracelet on Wu Chengkun’s wrist. The style was very simple. Because the distance was too far, it was not clear.

"I believe everyone should recognize it. This is a magic weapon, and the wearer can absorb the power of others through it. I explain this, I believe everyone understands it."

"It turned out to be a magic weapon." Li Hongbei suddenly realized, "It seems that we have all guessed wrong."

Qiu Yannan nodded and said, "This is the first time I have seen a magic weapon that can absorb other people's power. If it is used properly, this ability is very terrifying. It seems that the Wu family is prepared. Otherwise, this magic weapon would not be in the hands of a young man."

"Master, the ability of that magic weapon is too perverted. Who is his opponent in the same realm?"

Seeing Tang Shan speak, Jiang Lai smiled and said, "Miss Tang, the more powerful the magic weapon you are, the more restrictions you will pay."

"That's right." Li Hongbei echoed: "Brother Jiang's words make sense."

At this time, Wu Chengkun looked at Song Chongwen with a dark face and smiled: "Mr. Song, there is no regulation on the use of magic weapons for martial arts, so I am not a despicable method, right?"

Song Chongwen gritted his teeth and wanted to argue a few words, but he heard Qiu Yannan's voice coming from the stands: "Enough, come back."

Seeing that the master spoke, even if Song Chongwen was unwilling to give up, he had to give up.

Seeing him return to his seat, Qiu Yannan patted his shoulder and said lightly: "Victory and defeat are common. Don't worry too much, just treat it with a normal mind."

Song Chongwen sat aside in a silence, clenching his fists tightly, and anyone could feel the uneasiness in his heart. Qiu Yannan shook his head helplessly. Although he was a master, some things still depended on himself. His disciple was good at everything, but he was too competitive.

"Everyone, the first competition has ended. I wonder who else is willing to come and give advice?"

As Wu Ming finished speaking, everyone whispered and talked, and some people looked around, waiting for the next player to appear.

However, after seeing the power of that magic weapon, everyone was a little afraid and did not dare to take action easily. Therefore, after a few minutes, none of the hundreds of spectators present appeared on the stage.

Although there are many young people with strong strength on the field, including many powerful people in the Holy Realm, you, a small Saint Realm powerhouse, are always embarrassed to take action against a semi-saint master. If you do that, you will only cause jokes from others.

Seeing that no one was willing to give advice, Wu Ming raised his lips slightly and said with a smile: "In another minute, if there is still no one, Wu Chengkun will automatically advance to the finals."

As expected, a minute later, no one appeared. There were a few young people who were eager to try, but unfortunately they were stopped by their elders. After all, the Wu family is the host, so they have to give them some face and let them win the first victory.

As Wu Chengkun left the stage, someone immediately took the initiative to go to the martial arts field. The other party was from the Xu family, named Xu Ye, who was twenty-six years old, and was also a master of the semi-saint realm.

Competitions are a good opportunity to become famous. If you are lucky, you can become famous in one battle. This is very attractive to young people. Therefore, many people began to compete to play.

Jiang Lai sat in the seat, watching the two sides in the martial arts field go back and forth, and couldn't help but lack interest. With his current cultivation level, this level of competition is difficult to catch his eye. Even a competition among the powerful people in the holy realm may not necessarily arouse his interest.

As a person who has killed a powerful man in the Divine Realm, he now only wants to see more of the style of a powerful man in the Divine Realm.

Before we knew it, the morning had passed. After two hours of competition, no one except Wu Chengkun advanced to the final. There was no way. Only three consecutive games were allowed to qualify for the final. This was a big test for personal strength and long-lasting combat ability, and most people lost in the last game.

As the organizer, the Wu family has prepared a sumptuous meal for everyone. After leaving the venue, everyone went straight to the dining area to rest for a while, and the competitive competition will continue at 2 pm.

However, many of the people present were like Jiang Lai, who lacked interest in this level of competition. Therefore, some people left without even having lunch.

"Old Mr. Guan, I won't come in the afternoon."

"Okay, I'll notify you after there is a wonderful competition."

Not only Jiang Lai, Li Hongbei and Qiu Yannan were also preparing to leave, leaving only Tang Shan and Song Chongwen to follow Guan Qingfei to watch the battle. Both of them were semi-saints. If you look at the competitions between the same age, you might have some understanding.
Chapter completed!