Dabao's body was wrapped in flames, and his speed was extremely fast.

The audience was boiling, cheering for Dabao, he was a frequent visitor to the underground ring, although he hadn't won a few games, but he was so familiar with him, plus his characteristics were very obvious, so everyone could recognize him at a glance.

Song Li looked in his eyes and smiled faintly.

With such a bulky player, it is impossible to touch him for half a point, but the difficulty lies in how to beat him without appearing dewy, so as not to be seen through.

Seeing Dabao coming, Song Li launched a swift wind sword step, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and avoided it instantly.

Dabao missed, turned the gun head, and rushed over again.

His speed continued unabated, the flames burned even brighter, and the audience boiled again.

"Dabao, kill him!"

"This kind of waste that can only dodge is not worthy of the competition!"

"Dabao, smash him!"

The audience was pointing and pointing, complaining that Song Li would only dodge.

Even the eldest prince Bart in the private room on the second floor frowned slightly and looked at Zongwu.

"Mr. Zong, are you looking at the wrong person, why didn't Song Li directly kill Dabao's kind of waste, but blindly dodged, were you afraid. ”

Zong Wu smiled and vetoed.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, you are wrong, Song Li is not afraid, but looking for an opportunity, he is very smart, he deliberately hides his strength to avoid being seen through, if I haven't been in contact with him, I can't see through his reality. ”

Such an opponent is the most terrifying.

In the arena, Dabao hit five times in a row, but none of them hit Song Li, and his fame became a burden that dragged him down.

Several times in a row, Dabao began to gasp, and the flames in his body began to weaken.

Song Li saw it in his eyes, and the time was ripe.

He burst into a shout, jumped in the air, and slashed three golden slashes in a row.

The golden light slashed like a bamboo, heading straight for the big treasure.

Dabao was horrified and hurriedly released flames.

The flames in mid-air met the golden light, and a huge roar sounded, and then the flames dissipated, and Dabao was instantly shocked back by the remaining golden light, leaving a scratch on his chest.

Without waiting for Dabao to stand firm, Song Li made a lightning shot, relying on the advantage of the wind sword step, and instantly appeared in front of Dabao, his right hand pressed against the wound, and he played Tai Chi.

Bang!

This move was extremely powerful, and Dabao was volleyed into the air.

Song Li smiled faintly, flew up with a kick, and used the dragon leg that he hadn't used for a long time.

The traditional martial arts moves exerted a very strong power at this time, and Dabao was like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily not far away, and his whole body was fractured.

The victory or defeat was in an instant, and even the host was stunned.

"The first game, Song, Song Lisheng!"

The audience has always liked the strong, and at the moment when Dabao fell, they all turned to Song Li, and even Song Li's odds have risen a lot.

"Song Li!"

"Song Li!"

The audience was constantly shouting, and it was quite lively.

Song Li clapped his hands, as if he had done a trivial matter, and slowly withdrew.

He returned to the lounge, where Kim Hyun Ahn had been waiting for a long time.

"Song Li, you are so fucking powerful, Dabao was the top 32 last year, and he was beaten away by you with one move and one punch, I think you can reach the finals, Jiu Ye said, as long as you can enter the finals, no matter whether you win or lose, you will be rewarded with 10 million. ”

Song Li shook his head and looked at Jin Xianan.

"Jin Ye, you are wrong, I don't just want to win the finals, I also want to win the championship, I asked you to prepare the information of last year's top 16, have you taken it. ”

Kim Hyun An handed over the list with a solemn expression.

"Song Li, don't be careless, the meaning of the ninth master is also to hope that you will win the championship, otherwise you will have to wait until next year. ”

"Master Jin, what's going on, what does the Ninth Master want me to do. ”

Jin Xianan nodded and looked at Song Li.

"You are your own person, I will tell you the truth, the champion of the competition can not only get a huge bonus, but also have a special power to ask for a position in the military department, and the position is not low, you are so smart, you should understand. ”

Song Li smiled and made a gesture of touching his neck.

In this way, last year's first place, Guo Xuantai is a person who supports the eldest prince. ”

Kim Hyun-an smiled and didn't speak.

"Song Li, behave well, although the Han Kingdom is not big, it will definitely allow you to make great achievements, it is better than staying in the Qinglong Empire to suffer. ”

"Master Jin, you have seen it thoroughly. ”

"That is, how can a master like you be willing to be my little brother, so you must have caused trouble in the Blue Dragon Empire, so you came to the Han Kingdom. ”

Jin Xianan thought so, and Song was in the middle of it.

"Jin Ye, let's go back and watch the game, I have to understand every opponent in order to be invincible, these people are not so easy to deal with. ”

The two quickly left the lounge and made their way to the front row of the stands.

Jiu Ye specially left two positions, and his sight was quite good.

When people nearby saw Song Li coming, they rushed to shake hands.

As a newcomer, it is worth looking forward to having such a good result as soon as you play.

The Ninth Master glanced at Song Li and nodded slightly.

"It's a good fight, don't be proud, sit down and watch it together. ”

Song Li was quite conscious, looking at the information in his hand over and over again, and watching the game on the field over and over again.

In fact, he doesn't need to know so many people at all, as long as he understands the top three last year, champion Guo Xuantai, runner-up Lee Jae-long, and third runner-up Che Chengli.

According to the information, the three of them are rare cultivation masters in the Han Kingdom, and their strength is almost between the two of them, and the difference is not too far.

Champion Guo Xuantai can skip the battle and advance directly to the finals, so only the other two can be seen.

Song Li watched one game after another, and none of them could catch his eyes.

About two hours later, the first round was almost over.

At this time, another newcomer appeared on the stage, in his forties, dressed in black and couldn't see the depth.

According to the information on the big screen, this person's name is Xuanmu, a native of the Qinglong Empire, from a small sect that has never been heard of, Wuwei Sect.

The record is also zero, representing a multinational company, Blackwater Group.

His opponent is last year's third runner-up, Che Chengli.

Soon, the two were on the field.

Che Chengli had a disdainful expression on his face, and only raised one left hand.

"Brother, how can you still come to participate in the competition when you are old, I see that you are so pitiful, just let you have one hand, as long as you can beat my left hand, I will admit defeat!"

When the words fell, Che Chengcheng's whole body exuded a cold air, the cold was biting, and the temperature of the entire arena dropped suddenly.

Song Li was quite surprised when he saw it.

He thought that the cultivators of the Han Kingdom were not very good, but seeing Che Chengli's strength, he couldn't help but put away his contempt.

The arena is so far away from the stands, and being able to spread the cold air here is a show of strength in itself.

Song Li was not very familiar with the water ice element, so he asked himself if he couldn't do this.

The two sides quickly put on a posture, Che Chengli smiled faintly, and the cold qi in his left hand turned into a long sword.

"Make a move, I'll give you three ......"

Without waiting for Che Chengli to finish speaking, he saw a tiger roar from the arena, and then Xuanmu turned into a black shadow and punched Che Chengli in the chest.

A white light flashed, the long sword turned into pieces, and Che Chengli took a few steps back, spitting blood from his mouth.

The audience was in an uproar, and no one expected this result.

Che Chengli was unwilling, spit out a mouthful of blood, burst into a shout, put his palms together, and instantly forgot the Haikou he had just boasted about.

For a while, the arena was covered with hailstones, constantly smashing towards Xuanmu.

Xuanmu didn't dodge or dodge, burst into a shout, and just relied on his fists to crush the incoming hail.

When the last hailstone broke, Genmu snorted coldly and launched his body again.

It was still so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye, Che Chengli was knocked away again, and his entire right arm was shattered, and he couldn't even lift it, and it was completely wasted.

This scene came too fast, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, applause thundered.

Genmu won, so easily.

Song Li saw it in his eyes, but he was surprised, and he took a sword step.

It was impossible for him to be mistaken, Xuanmu also used the Wind Sword Step, which was exactly the same as the Wind Sword Step he used, and it was exactly the same.

How is this possible, this is not their own world, how can anyone understand the sword step of the wind.

Could it be that this man named Xuanmu has also seen Qingyunzi's predecessors.

Song Li had a lot of questions, and his brows were tightly locked.

At this time, in the ring, Xuanmu looked around, as if he was looking for someone.

Soon, he turned his gaze to the direction where Song Li was and stretched out his right hand.

"I'll wait for you!"