Even if he can fight Chen Dong twice occasionally, he will accept it every time, and he will never let anyone get hurt.

But this contest is not an ordinary two-stroke contest.

Those who participate in the competition are basically for the final winner's prize.

It is impossible to keep your hand open for every attack.

"Take me another sword!"

Liu Rang let out a loud shout and stabbed Li Shanhe's body again.

He also saw just now that those two swords Li Shanhe could dodge, and he almost used all his strength.

And his two tricks can be used forever.

Li Shanhe can avoid two moves, but what about twenty moves, two hundred moves?

"Good time!"

Li Shanhe shouted to catch up.

The competition between the two seems to be full of dangers, but it is precisely in this way that Li Shanhe's fighting spirit can be stimulated.

After a move, Li Shanhe would feel a trace of his progress, and this feeling was so subtle that it couldn't even be expressed in words.

The feeling for Li Shanhe is that he is very comfortable, and even enjoys the fun of fighting.

Only Chen Beifeng could see that Li Shanhe's previous cultivation had reached the realm of Yijin, but his state of mind had not improved in the slightest.

There is no other reason, it is because following Chen Beifeng's side is too lacking in a sense of crisis.

Every time he encountered a strong enemy, it was Chen Beifeng who solved it himself, Li Shanhe had never been threatened by his life, let alone fought with someone with similar strength.

In this competition, the opponent is equal to his strength, which can just improve Li Shanhe's mood.

After Liu Rang and Li Shanhe made a few moves, they felt full of qi and blood, and if they kept competing with Li Shanhe in close combat, they would lose the game sooner or later.

Especially Li Shanhe, while competing with him, he was slowly improving, which was what Liu Rang was most worried about.

Whether it is consumption or real fighting, it seems that Liu Rang is not Li Shanhe's opponent.

"It can't go on like this. ”

Liu Rang bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the flying sword, and the flying sword instantly turned red, and a fierce killing aura emanated from Liu Rang's body.

"Forcibly raised the realm. ”

Chen Beifeng nodded slightly.

Liu Rang, this monk is not simple, and he can actually improve his strength instantly.

However, Liu Rang's secret technique this time naturally cannot be compared with the blood-burning Dafa that Chen Beifeng used before.

But Liu Rang's strength has also entered the middle stage of Jindan from the early stage of Jindan.

Especially the killing aura on his body was particularly terrifying.

"Lao Li is in trouble. Chen Beifeng said slowly.

"This monk's original strength was about the same as Li Shanhe's, and now that he has raised his strength to a higher level, he is probably not an opponent. Han Zhong nodded.

"Look at me and I don't think he's going to lose. Chen Beifeng said with a smile.

Li Shanhe has been following Chen Beifeng for so long, if at this time, the realm of Yi Jin can't even beat a monk in the middle of Jindan, then it will be called humiliation.

"Let's take a gamble. Han Zhong rolled his eyes and said to Chen Beifeng.

"What do you want to bet on?" asked Chen Beifeng.

"If Li Shanhe loses, you will give me a special performance award. If he wins, if he wins......" Han Zhong scratched his head, if Li Shanhe won, he didn't seem to have anything to lose to Chen Beifeng.

"The idea of a storage ring again. Chen Beifeng sneered.

Han Zhong can be said to have been planning for the storage ring for a long time.

I don't even want to let go of such an opportunity to get a storage ring.

"If he wins, I'll follow you and give you a ...... Be a bodyguard for five years!" Han Zhong hesitated.

It seems that apart from this, he has nothing to lose to Chen Beifeng.

No matter how bad it is, as the master of Xuanyin Zhai, he has been Chen Beifeng's bodyguard for five years, and he doesn't seem to treat him badly at all.

"Okay, that's it. Chen Beifeng nodded.

No matter how Han Zhong wants to gamble, Chen Beifeng will probably agree.

"That's what makes it interesting. Chen Beifeng said secretly.

The game on the field did not present a one-sided situation because Liu Rang performed the secret technique of improving his strength.

Although Liu Rang's strength has improved, Li Shanhe's state of mind has also improved with the battle just now.

Now the battle between the two is still inseparable.

"It's better for you to admit defeat and keep fighting, I'm afraid I'll hurt you. Liu Rang gasped.

"No kidding, I'm throwing in the towel, it's you who should admit defeat!"

Li Shanhe also gasped, and then punched Liu Rang in the face.

Liu Rang's true yuan is about to be exhausted, and Li Shanhe's physical strength is about to be exhausted.

If you continue to fight like this, you will have a result in less than ten minutes.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Li Shanhe's punch smashed on Liu Rang's flying sword, but Liu Rang's left palm slapped Li Shanhe's chest.

Li Shanhe gritted his teeth, grabbed Liu Rang's wrist, and threw him to the ground, and the flying sword in Liu Rang's hand also fell to the ground.

"You don't admit defeat!"

Li Shanhe pressed Liu Rang's head, as long as Li Shanhe used a little more force, it was very likely to break Liu Rang's neck.

"Don't admit defeat!"

Although Liu Rang was temporarily subdued by Li Shanhe, his eyes were still red, and he refused to admit defeat if he said anything.

At this time, it is a martial arts competition, and it is impossible for Li Shanhe to really break Liu Rang's neck, but it is still possible to let Liu Rang suffer a little.

Click!

Li Shanhe pressed Liu Rang's head with his left hand, and smashed his right fist on the back of Liu Rang's exposed hand.

With a tooth-itching sound, Liu Rang's hand was deformed by Li Shanhe's punch.

"Hiss......"

Not to mention that Liu Rang was in pain, even the monks who were watching felt chills in their backs when they looked at it.

The five fingers are connected to the heart, and the back of Liu Rang's hand has been smashed and deformed by Li Shanhe, and it is estimated that Liu Rang will hurt to the bones.

"Do you admit defeat?" Li Shanhe asked again.

"Don't admit defeat!"

Liu Rang gritted his teeth, and his eyes became even redder.

He Liu Rang has been practicing for so many years, in order to be able to spy on the way of heaven one day.

And in this competition, as long as you can get the top three, you can have very rich rewards.

For his spiritual path, it can save several years of effort.

He can't afford to lose this competition, especially this one, it's the first game!

"I don't throw in the towel!"

Liu Rang's other hand, supporting the ground, wanted to get up.

Li Shanhe sighed.

He participated in this competition, in fact, it was just for fun.

Chen Beifeng can take out spiritual weapons and other things as rewards, but Li Shanhe is not short of these things.

Chen Beifeng was very generous to them.

Even if it is a reward for the winner of the martial arts competition, it is dispensable for Li Shanhe.

Liu Rang has already lost, although he has not yet admitted it, but the monks who are watching can see it.

He was pressed to the ground by Li Shanhe and couldn't get up at all, and one hand was basically scrapped by Li Shanhe.

Even if you can get up, how can you fight?

Li Shanhe was a little helpless and let go of his hand.