Chu Yang's eyes were slightly downcast, he naturally knew what these people were thinking, didn't they just want to kill him? At this moment, Chu Yang was a little hesitant, not because he was afraid of these people's tricks, but because he didn't want people from the Gu Wu lineage to make fearless sacrifices!

"Mr. Chu, our martial artists are willing to fight!" Yi Xiaoyao said solemnly to Chu Yang. Chu Yang is here to help them, their martial artists can't just shrink back, and their martial artists are not greedy for life and afraid of death!

Chu Yang glanced back at everyone, and everyone nodded solemnly at him.

"Okay, we accept your challenge, but you'd better not go back on your word after the results come out!" Chu Yang said coldly.

"Don't worry, we monks are the most honest, if we lose, we will return to Kunlun Street immediately!" Huang Zhi said with a smile, he didn't think they would lose!

When the words fell, forty people stood on the monk's side and came out, they sneered and looked at Chu Yang's side, and said, "Your people come out and make a show!"

At this time, a man dressed in ancient costumes stood in front of Chu Yang, and he smiled lightly and said elegantly: "Mr. Chu, I'm here to help you!"

Chu Yang turned his head and glanced at the man in surprise, although this man looked elegant and easy-going, Chu Yang could feel his incomparably strong aura.

"Situ Mozhu, when did you come!" Yi Xiaoyao exclaimed, his eyes were actually full of respect!

Yi Xiaoyao's change surprised the warriors present, and they all secretly guessed in their hearts who this young man was.

Situ Mozhu turned around and smiled and saluted Yi Xiaoyao with his fists, and said, "Lord Yi Meng, don't come to harm!"

"Don't come unharmed. Yi Xiaoyao said happily, since Situ Mozhu is here, their chances of winning have increased by a few points!

"Lord Yi Meng, who is this person?" Tang Hao asked Yi Xiaoyao suspiciously.

Yi Xiaoyao looked at Tang Hao excitedly, and then he slowly spoke: "It is rumored that the first line of martial artists has not produced any heaven-level masters for nearly a hundred years, and now the strongest person of the first line of ancient martial arts is also the master of the consummation of the earth realm!"

"But what everyone doesn't know is that a few years ago, our Gu Wu lineage produced a peerless genius, and he had already condensed the Inner Dan at a young age to reach the cultivation of the Heavenly Rank!"

"Is it him that Lord Yi Meng is talking about?" Tang Hao looked at Situ Mozhu in shock.

Yi Xiaoyao nodded solemnly, Situ Mozhu is now the strongest combat power in their martial arts lineage!

"Which sect is he a disciple of, how come he has never heard of him before?" Tang Hao asked in shock.

Yi Xiaoyao showed a pleased smile on his face, and then he stroked his beard and said: "He is a loose man without a sect, but his understanding of ancient martial arts is extremely high, and he is only in his early twenties this year!"

"It's a pity that his whereabouts are erratic on weekdays, otherwise I would have asked him to help a long time ago!" Yi Xiaoyao said solemnly.

"Great, if he is here, we will definitely win!" Tang Hao also clenched his palms excitedly, if they were a Heavenly Rank Martial Artist in the Ancient Martial Arts, it meant that when facing the monks, they were not defenseless!

"Hello Mr. Chu, I have heard a lot about your deeds, and our Situ Mozhu has never admired others, you are the first!" Situ Mozhu smiled and stretched out his palm.

Chu Yang stretched out his hand and grasped it, and then said: "I didn't expect that there would be a strong person like Mr. Situ in the Guwu lineage, fortunately." ”

"Just call me Mozhu, and I'll call you by your name if I can. Situ Mozhu said with a smile.

"Hmm. Chu Yang nodded, and then he looked at the monks in front of him calmly again.

"Okay, sect masters, now we are still 38 places away, everyone should choose disciples from the sect. Yi Xiaoyao said to everyone.

After a while, the remaining martial artists were selected, most of them were only cultivators in the late stage of the Xuan Rank, and only a few had reached the cultivation of the earth realm, compared to the other side, the gap between them was too big!

Chu Yang said to everyone: "If you are not their opponents, you can just surrender directly, and we can leave the rest." ”

"Okay Senior Chu, but we still want to compete with them, so that we can know the gap between us!" a martial artist said solemnly to Chu Yang.

Chu Yang nodded, and finally reminded: "Do what you can!"

The five Jindan monks, Qi Hongbo, Yi Xiaoyao and others walked to the referee's seat and sat down, while the warriors and the monks faced each other on both sides of the field.

"Alright, let's draw lots!" Liu Lin said with a sneer, and then he asked people to bring two boxes up.

Chu Yang and Situ Mozhu didn't go up to draw lots, they both planned to participate in the ring match later, because if they won the ring match, they would be able to win directly!

Tang Xing also played on behalf of Tang Men, he walked to the box of the draw, and then put his palm in, took out the note and saw that Tang Xing was divided into the tenth game!

Turning around and glancing at Lu Feng, Lu Feng shook the note in his hand, he was behind Tang Xing.

"Okay, now the No. 1 card is on the field!" Huang Zhilang said, although the venue was prepared by the martial artists, but they completely regarded themselves as the host!

In this regard, Qi Hongbo's face was only slightly gloomy, and he didn't say anything else.

After a while, a round-faced martial artist nervously walked to the center of the venue, he was a martial artist in the late stage of the Xuan Rank, whose strength was equivalent to that of a monk in the late stage of condensation, but his opponent was a strong man who built a foundation!

After the round-faced warrior came to the stage, he took a horse step and said, "Please advise!"

"Hmph, a group of ants, the light of the fireflies also dares to compete with the bright moon?" the monk scolded angrily, and then he slammed his fist at the warrior!

"Bang~" The two people intersected their fists, and unsurprisingly, the round-faced warrior was smashed by a punch and flew out.

Before the monk could stop, he slammed into his body, and he had an extra dagger in his hand, and he was going to ask for some money!

"I admit defeat!" said the round-faced warrior in a panic.

The monk's dagger came to a steady halt at his throat, and if he took any slower step, he would have lost his life.

"Hmph, ants, you can't help it!" the monk sneered, and then turned away proudly.

In the referee's seat, the faces of the five Jindan monks were very bad, and it was obvious that this result was not enough to satisfy them. They want to see blood, and they want to let the disciples of the Warrior Alliance die, so as to destroy their arrogance!

"In the first game, the Monks League won, and the score was 1-0!" Luo Ming said proudly: "In the second game, the players entered!"

……

The competition continued, and less than an hour had passed, and the winner was divided in the field!

"In the eighth game, the Monks won the game, and the score was 8-0. If that's the case, it's better to surrender early, and don't waste everyone's time. Luo Ming said with disdain.

At the same time, Huang Zhi quietly left the referee's seat!