Slay the God: Jar Merchant, General Zhao Opens the Forbidden Ruins

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent. Wen Qi Mo rarely used the forbidden Heart Demon Binding Technique, which led everyone to ignore this point. If someone at the same level used the Heart Demon Binding Technique, it would be possible to find the flaw at that moment. As long as they seized the opportunity, it would be possible to reverse the outcome.

When everyone thought of this, they stopped talking and focused on watching Wen Qi Mo moving around on the ring, wanting to see if he could reverse the destined outcome.

The sword energy raged, the earth overturned, and the attack was violent. Neither of the two men on the ring gave in to the other. They used all their means and laughed while enjoying this friendly match.

"Three minutes are almost up, Qi Mo, this move will decide the outcome." Wu Xiangnan soared into the sky, his sword intent surging even more violently, and he growled, "I am the sword."

In an instant, Wu Xiangnan seemed to turn into a peerless sword that could cut through everything in the world. The tip of the sword was aimed at Wen Qimo below. After standing still for a few seconds, the sword stabbed straight down.

Seeing this, Wen Qimo stared at the falling sword intently, then put on a strange smile. Then he used all his mental power to block the sword for a moment, and then made a strange gesture with his hands: "Heart Demon Binding Technique."

The sword that was stabbing down stopped and finally turned back into Wu Xiangnan himself, but his eyes were no longer sharp, but seemed a little confused.

Wen Qimo was sweating profusely at this time, but he didn't dare to pause for a moment. He stomped his right foot lightly on the ground, and the earth surged again, and countless earth spikes rose up.

Wu Xiangnan came to his senses the moment he stopped, looking at the earth spikes surrounding him from all directions, especially the black spot on the tips of the earth spikes, he knew that he had lost!

"Qi Mo, you can do it!"

"I actually overlooked the forbidden technique of Heart Demon Binding, but I'm curious, why didn't you use Armament Haki and Domination Haki during the first wave of attacks?"

Wu Xiangnan flew down slowly and asked curiously.

Wen Qimo panted and said, "I just learned Armament Haki not long ago. It can only be used once on a large area. I was waiting for an opportunity, but at the beginning, the opportunity had not yet arrived."

"Captain Wu, admitted it!"

"Haha, if you lose, you lose. I hope you can get a good ranking."

Wu Xiangnan waved his hand nonchalantly and helped Wen Qimo, who was about to collapse, off the stage.

Hongying walked forward cheerfully: "I have been humiliated this time. You deserve it for forgetting your inner demon binding technique, Qi Mo. You have lost now."

"Hehe, we can make you laugh for a month."

Xiaonan covered her mouth and giggled repeatedly: "What do you call this, carelessness leads to the loss of Jingzhou?"

"Captain Wu, you are too careless!"

Chen Muye patted Wu Xiangnan on the shoulder and joked, "As the captain, you lost to your teammates. Old Wu, your dignity is gone!"

“…”

Wu Xiangnan looked at his teammates' faces speechlessly and shook his head: "Don't be so quick to ridicule. If you lose to the younger generation later, I will laugh at you."

"Hahaha--"

Seeing Wu Xiangnan's expression and words, everyone burst into laughter.

After the laughter, everyone congratulated Wen Qimo again, then talked for a while and turned their attention to the ring where people were still fighting like thugs.

The eye-catching fight scene made all the night watchmen twitch their lips, and after watching for a while, they covered their eyes and could not bear to watch anymore.

After about ten minutes, the winners were finally determined among all the people on the ring.

The winner is elated.

The loser looked dissatisfied.

But what is consistent is that both men and women are bruised and battered at this moment.

As a laugh was heard, thousands of people burst into laughter at the bruised face.

Li Shaoming also smiled. He lifted Nannan onto his shoulders, picked up the microphone, and said, "Congratulations to the 540 contestants for winning the first round. Don't be disappointed, the winners. You will receive a participation prize when you leave later."

“What is a participation award?”

A defeated man in the crowd shouted.

Li Shaoming raised his eyebrows: "It's a signed photo of our store manager."

"what--"

"what--"

"Uncle over there, what are you talking about? If you don't want it, give it to me. I want my husband's autographed photo."

"Who said I don't want it? I'm going to take the boss's autographed photo home and put it up as a keepsake."

"I want to take the boss's autographed photo to the ancestral hall for display."

"I'm going to take the boss to my father's grave and bury him."

"for...."

Li Shaoming's face darkened as he listened to the increasingly crooked words. He yelled into the microphone, "This store manager is still alive, what are you offering? It's New Year's Day. I advise you to spit out some words and start over."

"Hehehe, just kidding. We'll take the boss's autographed photo home and pass it down as a family heirloom."

"Yeah."

Li Shao understood this group of clowns at a glance: "No kidding, the autographed photo is real, but you can exchange it for a jar. The participation prize is 10,000 yuan, which is more than enough."

"No, I won't exchange it even if you kill me. The jar can be sold, but my husband's autographed photo is a priceless treasure."

"Yeah--"

"Whatever you want!" Li Shaoming stopped joking with the group of jokers and continued, "The first round has come to an end. Next is the second round of ticket drawing. It's the same as before. There is one bye ticket. Let's see who will be the lucky winner this time."

The ticket box floated past the winners again, and a few minutes later, everyone had their ring tickets.

"Lucky guy, please stand up and say hello to everyone and say Happy New Year."

Zhou Ping looked down at the words written on the ticket and fell silent. After much urging, he finally stood up and whispered, "Happy New Year."

Ye Fan???

Xia Simeng???

Hongying???

Thousands of people???

Looking at Zhou Ping, whose expression could not be seen clearly, the whole audience fell silent.

What kind of luck does it take to get a bye ticket twice among thousands of people drawing tickets!

Li Shaoming was also a bit surprised. He hadn't done anything tricky, so he could only say that Zhou Ping was just incredibly lucky. "Well, two byes. It seems our dear Mr. Zhou Ping is destined to be the lucky one today."

Li Shaoming paused for a moment and joked, "With Mr. Zhou Ping's luck, he might be able to draw byes all the way to the finals today."

After hearing this, many people thought it was really possible, while some people thought it was unlikely. If it happened again and again, the next bye ticket would definitely belong to someone else.

"Are the contestants ready?"

"Ready."

"Okay, then please step onto... the stage."

Li Shaoming sent all the people with corresponding ring numbers to the ring, and then took his daughter to sit on the platform to eat, drink and have fun.

This time.

The Night Watchmen no longer encountered acquaintances, and their opponents were all ordinary people. They resolved the battles in a few moves and returned to the audience seats, slowly waiting for the result of this round of competition.

Looking at the group still fighting like gangsters, Ye Fan and his gang all dozed off.