This is how the first fighting competition came to an end.

Sun Wu carried the angry Ye Ding, and returned to the wooden shed in the west with an unkind face.

The students of the White Horse Academy didn't dare to come out with a single one, and they all saw everything that happened just now.

At this moment, there is only one thought in their minds:

Don't provoke the One Sword Sect again!

Duan Yu regretted breaking through the three realms in a row, and abused Ye Ding with blood.

Xiao Yu even held Ye Ding's lifeblood directly under the eyelids of their dean.

These two people are simply the two fierce gods of the One Sword Sect!

The faces of everyone in the White Horse Academy were already extremely ugly, and although Sun Wu could still sit calmly, his face was also gloomy.

Ye Ding, who was defeated, was a closed disciple of Sun Wushui, and it is not an exaggeration to say that his talent was superior, and there was a behemoth like the Ye family behind him, and no one in the academy could match.

He originally wanted to use Ye Ding, an apprentice, to see if it was possible to develop some relationships in the Ye family in the future, and if he left the imperial capital in the future, he would not have no way out of his livelihood.

But this battle in front of the palace, only the first game, Ye Ding was crippled by the female doll of the First Sword Sect, if it weren't for him, who was a master, to put aside his face and come to the rescue, Ye Ding might have been a dead corpse now.

In fact, there were not only academy students sitting in the wooden shed of the White Horse Academy, but also several Taoist friends invited by Sun Wu to help.

In front of these people, this face is a little big.

Zhang Jing and Qian Fengyu returned to the main building, and the Queen Mother behind the bead curtain asked, "How is it, do you see clearly?"

Qian Fengyu nodded: "Purple Star Qiming, Huanyu Siye." ”

"Sure enough, it's the legendary place......" The Queen Mother muttered in a voice that only she could hear.

She looked at the wooden shed of the First Sword Sect in the West, and her voice carried a trace of sorrow:

"In the future, if you don't provoke the One Sword Sect, even if you can't gain their friendship, you must not be an enemy with it. Do you all understand?"

She had rarely spoken in such a stern tone, and the important ministers behind her were all in a daze and hurriedly responded.

"And Jerry. The Queen Mother looked at the second prince, Qian Fengjie, and said solemnly, "Put your mind away, don't go to Xiao Yu's trouble again, you know?"

Qian Fengjie nodded yes, but his lowered face flashed a gloomy color.

He raised his head, just in time to see the eldest prince sitting casually, and glanced at him indifferently, which made him feel cold in his heart.

He was stunned in his heart, not knowing if Qian Fengyu had seen the expression on his face just now.

The first fight was wonderful, and the coexistence of magnificence and killing was a rare sight.

When the courtiers on the side floor saw that the building had been stabilized, they stopped panicking, put on their clothes, and sat back down.

They exchanged heads and talked a lot, not knowing what kind of battle would happen next!

The rapid drumbeat sounded, and the second battle between the One Sword Sect and the White Horse Academy was about to begin.

Two students from the White Horse Academy hurriedly ran over with a table of eight immortals, and placed it firmly on the field, and there was a plate on the table of the eight immortals, and the plate was empty.

At this time, a kind-eyed monk beside Sun Wu stood up and said with a smile: "It's just a sword sect, why bother? Dean Sun is calm and don't be impatient, and watch the old decay to extinguish their prestige!"

With a wave of his sleeves, he stepped on the auspicious clouds, flew in the air, and landed steadily in front of the table.

As soon as he flicked his robe, a few peaches were born on the plate.

When Duan Shiyu saw that he had finished arranging, he also got up and walked towards the field, but he walked over step by step like an ordinary person.

Coming to the Eight Immortals Table, Duan Shiyu first bowed to the monk, and the monk replied with a grin, and asked with a smile: "I don't know what to call this fellow Daoist? ”

Duan Shiyu smiled and said: "In the next Duan Shiyu, he usually does some chores and sweeps the floor in the First Sword Sect, and his name is not in the Beixuan Zhenren Fa. I heard that the real person is a mustard seed in one hand, and looking at this plate of peaches, I must be going to enjoy the delicious food with Zaixia. ”

Beixuan Zhenren smiled: "A little rough skill, you can still take a look." ”

At this time, Mo Luo behind Xiao Yu snorted lightly: "This person fights with the Dao method he is familiar with, and it is clear that he wants to take advantage of this, he is really embarrassed!"

The wolf couldn't help but wonder: "Why? Listening to your words, it seems that you know him very well." ”

Mo Luo snorted lightly and said, "When I was studying art with the old man Tiangang, this loose cultivator once came to make a bet with my master, but I saw them try a few times. ”

In the field, Beixuan Zhenren stroked his long beard, looking like a fairy wind bone.

He said, "Please", took out a peach from the plate first, and ate it in two bites.

Duan Shiyu also took one and ate it, the two of them went back and forth, and in a blink of an eye, they ate a plate of peaches.

"It's your turn. Bei Xuan Zhenren smiled slightly.

Duan Shiyu nodded, his palm brushed on the plate, a mist drifted by, and the plate was full of peaches.

This time, Duan Shiyu first took out a two-bite belly, and Beixuan Zhencai took one, and in an instant, a plate of peaches had two stomachs.

The plate was empty and full, and the two of them came and went just to change peaches and eat peaches, which made the students of the White Horse Academy and the courtiers extremely depressed.

They were both nervous and excited in the last battle, and they thought that the second battle would be another battle of dragons and tigers, but they didn't think that these two people on the field were just blindly competing and eating peaches, which was really nothing to look at.

At that moment, some courtiers yawned and were sleepy-eyed.

On the main floor, the Queen Mother looked at the two of them constantly changing peaches and eating peaches, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Yu'er, what are they doing, and do they have a bigger appetite than anyone?"

Qian Fengyu was rare to be positive, stared at the peach on the table of the eight immortals, and explained: "It is not an ordinary peach, but the aura of those two people. This second battle is a subtle manipulation of spiritual power, as well as Sumeru's mustard seed transformation. ”

Looking at a leaf and knowing the autumn, this battle is actually not trivial, although Duan Shiyu and Beixuan Zhenren did not dance with knives and guns, but this small battle at the level of aura is also extremely dangerous.

Although this transformation of the peach looks simple, but the real thing is transformed from nothingness, and the aura consumed is definitely a lot, and few people can be like these two, the face does not change and the palm of the hand is flicked, that is, a plate of peach is full.

Then swallowed the peach, which tested the depth and breadth of the two of them in the dantian inner mansion, as well as the mysterious kung fu of Sumeru mustard seeds.

If ordinary people ate like this, they would have died of a split stomach.

The wolf and the others outside the field saw it in a fog, and their expressions were quite puzzled, and with their eyes, they couldn't see the mystery in it.

Only Xiao Yu looked solemn and stared at the peach on the plate.

With his majestic soul power, he was able to sense the spiritual power attached to the peach.

Look at the peaches conjured up by Beixuan Zhenren or red or yellow, and the peaches conjured by Duan Shiyu are all attached to the aura of different attributes, and they are colorful.

Which is stronger and which is weak, the superior is judged.

The two of you went back and forth, and there were several plates of peaches in their stomachs, and this time even the courtiers began to notice that something was wrong.

These two people have eaten dozens of peaches in their stomachs, but not to mention dying, even the lower abdomen of the two of them has not shown the slightest sign of bulging.

What kind of mystical kung fu is this? Interesting!

They stretched their necks and watched the two of them eat peaches with relish, and when they saw the rise, they couldn't help but relish.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen peaches went down, and the speed of the two slowed down significantly, Duan Shiyu ate the peaches slowly, frowning slightly.

On the other hand, Beixuan Zhenren, although the speed has slowed down, he still looks calm.

Seeing this, the courtiers talked about it.

Although they couldn't see the truth of this second fight, they could still get a glimpse of it from the changes in the expressions on the faces of the two.

Duan Shiyu of the First Sword Sect did not smile when he ate the peach, his expression was serious, and it must not be very comfortable for the peach to enter his belly.

And Beixuan Zhenren had a smile on his face, the treasure light around him was hidden, and the dignity of his hope was extraordinary, which was as unbearable as Duan Shiyu.

It seems that in this second fight, the White Horse Academy side is better.

The wooden shed in the east head erupted in bursts of cheers, this Beixuan Zhenren was a friend personally invited by Dean Sun Wu, and his one-handed Taoism was superb, and the mystery was extraordinary.

Sure enough, as soon as he appeared, he steadily suppressed the head of the Sword Sect.

"What is this better than? I think let the people of the One Sword Sect leave the scene quickly, so as not to be embarrassed. ”

"It's nothing if you lose in the last game, you can't get on the stage after all, you can't get on the stage after all, and a competition like this can show the great wisdom of martial arts!"

"That is, the people in the One Sword Sect are just some empty and powerful barbarians. ”

Those White Horse Academies were eager to regain the face they had just lost, and when they saw Duan Shiyu's defeated appearance, they all sneered.

In the wooden shed at the west head, although Tianluzi and the others were indignant, they were also worried when they looked at Duan Shiyu's face.

"It's miserable, Xiao Yu, it looks like you, the hall master, are going to lose!"

Sky Wolf Zi also saw that something was wrong, although he couldn't understand the mystery of the competition, but the faces of the two people on the field would never be wrong.

Xiao Yu couldn't help frowning slightly, puzzled that the means that Duan Shiyu had transformed were obviously higher, but he was disappointed?

On the field, the two ate a few plates of peaches again, and Duan Shiyu still had a solemn face, eating the peaches slowly one bite at a time.

Looking at Beixuan Zhenren again, the hand holding the peach began to tremble slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his face, and he no longer had the same chic and elegant appearance just now. Every bite he swallowed, it seemed to take a lot of effort.

Xiao Yu suddenly realized, and then understood the mystery.

Duan Shiyu has a pragmatic style, carefully calculates the spiritual power in his body, and does not waste a single thing.

And for the sake of face, Beixuan Zhenren has to spend spiritual power to maintain his glorious image of treasure light while fighting the method, and the speed of spiritual energy consumption is definitely much more than Duan Shiyu.

His Taoism and cultivation are not as good as Duan Shiyu, and his defeat has been revealed.

Beixuan Zhenren ate the last bite of the peach, suddenly turned pale, and coughed violently.

But what he coughed out was not peach flesh, but sometimes ice, sometimes fire, and it was thought that all kinds of spiritual power attached to the peach by Duan Shiyu were triggered.

Duan Shiyu put down the peach in his hand and arched his hand: "Agreed." ”

Beixuan Zhenren couldn't even speak, and two students hurriedly rushed to the east wooden shed, and he went back with trembling hands and feet.