บท 769: Fatty's rage

The Crimson Moon sect won easily. Next, the judge selected two more forces to fight.

The difference in strength between these two forces was quite large, so it was easy to determine the winner.

Following that, the competition continued.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten matches had been fought.

"Next, the sea Cloud sect versus the iron bone sect!"

The judge's voice was heard.

"Haha, Qiao long, I didn't expect to fight against your Sea Cloud sect. This is what I want!"

The sect leader of the iron bone sect laughed heartily.

Qiao long was slightly taken aback, then sneered. "This sentence is exactly what I wanted to say!"

Buzzzzzz! &Nbsp; Whoosh!...

With a flash, nine people from each side jumped onto the fighting ring.

Lu Ming and Xie nianqing stood behind the formation, looking at each other.