Yuelingshan’s mouth raised a smile, and a pair of talking eyes looked at the night feathers. It’s really a wait-and-see for the woman who can eat during the day.

Three minutes, there were hundreds of people around the forty-fourth.

At the beginning, most people came to see what happened. After all, it was rare for people to attend the new conference. If they didn’t come, the nightmare of the turtle’s hat would be put on.

At the last minute, the night feathers came, and these people want to see who the night feathers are!

The night feathers lifted their eyes and the side was cold and clear, and the corner of the mouth showed a smile: "You better go down and save me."

The night feathers are like a real gaze. Fang Lengqing took a step back and his legs trembled slightly.

A mad tone! The onlookers listened to the cold sound of the night feathers. The breathing was tight. Even if the spirits were not released, let the opponent go down. Why? ! Fang Lengqing has seven levels of training, and how can he not directly admit defeat?

When the sun was shining, Fang Lengqing felt that he was in the hail. Under the eyes of the public, Fang Lengqing slowly raised his hand: "I, I admit defeat..."

The sound of Fang Lengqing is very light. The people who heard it are all eyes wide, and the seventh-order repair is the seventh-order repair of the battle. Even if the spirits are not released, they will directly admit defeat. This side of the cold will not be the night to ask for help...

In such a dramatic scene, everyone's expressions are weird. The referees on the side are also on the spot. What happens, first of all, if you don't come, you will come, and your hands will not rise, and you will win if you move your mouth?

"Account for your understanding." The night feathers locked in the side of Fang Lengqing's momentum slowly recovered.

"The referee, this comparison test can be over." Night Feather smiled and reminded the referee on the sidelines.

"Ah? Oh, oh." The referee reacted and shouted: "Forty-four, first round, third, night feathers win!"

There are many discussions around the crowd.

Not far from the viewing platform.

A dozen of the gang's gangs sat on the top, and an inner-disciple disciple ran to the viewing platform and whispered a few words.

"Well?" The gang’s eyes were cold and his voice was very angry: “Let the party be cold and clear, I don’t want to plant the wind!”

"Yes." The disciple retired.

Another viewing platform.

There is a smile in the eyes of Yue Lingshan. This night is more mysterious than I imagined!

"The soldiers who do not fight and the people who are defeated, or the beauty of the moon, the poisonous eyes, Longwu, it seems that we look away." Bairan's eyes also showed a hint of interest, night feathers ... a little meaning.

Longwu copper bells generally look up and say nothing.

In the eyes of the public, the night feathers slowly descended from the ring, and for a while, there were already ten spirits to explore the night feathers.

Feel the little tricks of those who helped the Lord, and the night feathers didn't care.

"Master." The black wind erected a thumb at the night feathers. "Master, this time you don't want to be famous."

In this square, there are countless beats of opponents in one stroke, but there are only a handful of words to drink away from each other!

People are all face-to-face, and they are scared by the other party in one sentence. How can they stay in the college in the future?

Fifty of the collapsed, nearly a thousand new students played, near the noon, the first round of fighting has ended.

There are only four hundred people left to qualify.

The second round of Yu Yu's opponent was a strong man. In the case of retaining his strength, Yu Yu took three strokes to throw the other side down.

Gradually, there are more and more gangs interested in night feathers.