The whirlwind grew bigger and bigger with the urging of the Yuan Force, and finally became the size of a person. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Disease!" But it was Li Wenfeng who took the lead to seize the opportunity.

"It's useless, haha! Go, Fire Realm Cage!"

As soon as Zhang Lie's voice fell, the fire domain cage flew up suddenly, covering the cyan whirlwind.

"Huh!" Li Wenfeng was in a hurry, so he approached the cage, raised his palms, and frantically output the Yuan Force into the wind whirlpool, Zhang Lie saw that Li Wenfeng was like this, he was not to be outdone, and also urged the Yuan Force.

The battle between the two has become a duel of Yuan Li, whoever has a deep Yuan Li, then who is the winner of this opening battle will reap that unique glory!

Seeing that the two of them on the stage began to fight against each other, the hearts of everyone in the audience were also entangled together, and they didn't dare to shout, looking at the situation on the stage with straight eyes, for fear of missing every wonderful moment.

Li Wenfeng's face began to turn pale, obviously the Yuan Force had been consumed a lot, but he couldn't stop there!

Zhang Lie's face was full of bruises, and he was also determined to fight to the end, and he was not willing to stop at the first big competition, and it would be three years before this big competition!"

The crazy actions of the two of them were not as Han Zhonglin expected, the whirlwind was under the urging of Yuan Li, and the speed of rotation became faster and faster, and the fire cage also became flameful, and after a long time, it was on the verge of collapse.

"Ahh

The wind whirlwind and the fire cage burst open at the same time, forming a powerful shock wave, Zhang and Li bore the brunt of it, and the screams came, and they saw two figures flying out of the ring at the same time.

Many disciples near the ring were watching intently, when they heard the sound of an explosion, followed by a strong wind mixed with flames rushing towards the surroundings, and for a while, a large area of the audience was crooked.

"Let's see how the two of them are, is there anything wrong?" The deacon who invigilated the exam didn't expect such a thing to happen, and hurriedly sent someone to help Zhang and Li up.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

Li Wenfeng slowly opened his eyes, only to feel a suffocation in his chest, and began to cough violently, his eyes full of loneliness.

"It's over! It's over!" Li Wenfeng didn't expect that after two years of hard work, he would lose the first game, even if he won, he would definitely lose the next game, because he had already been seriously injured, and he would not be able to exercise his luck for ten days and a half.

Compared with Li Wenfeng, Zhang Lie's condition was more serious, completely unconscious, and his breath was disordered, and the deacon hurriedly sent someone to send the two for treatment.

This is the end of the crazy opening game, and everyone outside the stadium is staring at each other and shocked, and most people did not expect such a result.

"Okay, the next two are Group B No. 1 vs. Group B No. 132!"

"Wow... Poof...!"

On the ring, a young man in Tsing Yi and a man in gray jumped up, the young man in Tsing Yi had upright facial features, a folding fan in his hand, and his cultivation in the middle of the third layer of Qi cultivation did not seem to have any other outstanding features. The gray-clothed man was carrying a long sword behind him, and his face was handsome, but there was a murderous aura hidden between his eyebrows, which was actually a cultivation in the middle of the fourth layer of the Qi Refining Period.

"In the lower end of Mu Chun, please also ask the senior brother to give advice!" The young man in Tsing Yi spoke calmly and behaved moderately, which made people feel good.

"Definitely! If you throw in the towel, it's even better!"

A cold voice came from the other side, and a trace of shame and anger flashed on the face of the young man in Tsing Yi at first, and then quickly returned to normal.

"In that case, of course I'm going to have to learn something!"

Duanmu Chun folded it, and saw the green sword qi burst out from the end of the fan bone, shooting towards the gray-clothed man.

"Poo, poo....."

With a few crisp sounds, I saw that the green sword qi had hit a few small pits on the ring, and the man in gray had already stood a foot away, looking at the stunned young man with interest, without the slightest intention of drawing his sword.

The clay man still has three points of anger, no matter how good the cultivation is, there are times when he is provoked in the face of humiliation. Duanmu Chun's face swelled with a flush, his left hand pinched the trick, and his right hand held the fan, and he saw a touch of green on the fan, and then he saw a stream of green yuan force flying out of the fan, like an old tree coiling the roots, and attacked the gray-clothed man.

The figure of the man in gray loomed in the ring, incredibly fast, and every time Duanmu Chun's attack fell into the air.

"It's too slow!"

The gray-clothed man said coldly, and when he heard the sound of "Cangchang", a golden light flashed in the air.

"Smack!"

Before Duanmu Chun could see what was happening, he saw that his ironwood folding fan instantly turned into two, and the fan surface had fallen to the ground, leaving only a fan handle in his hand.

The stage fell silent instantly, and the audience was even more silent, countless pairs of eyes stared blankly at the handle, not knowing what had just happened, and what the man in gray who stood still did something.

After a while, Duanmu Chun finally woke up from his unconscious, looked at the gray-clothed man who was on his back, his face flushed, picked up the fan on the ground, arched his hand at the gray-clothed man, jumped out of the ring, and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

Han Zhonglin, who was standing in the distance, had a fine light flashing in his eyes, and he saw the sword-wielding man on the stage just now. The man in gray drew his sword, and then the golden sword light flashed, and finally retracted the sword, and the whole set of actions was done in one go, and the speed was extremely fast. The man was a supreme master of using swords, and the speed of his sword was not as fast as his, and it was not far behind.

At this time, everyone in the audience seemed to understand something, and the eyes that looked at the man in gray were full of shock!

"Such a perverted speed, this... Is this still human? It's too strong! It's ridiculously strong!" For a while, the audience was full of discussions.

The amazing performance of the gray-clothed man not only amazed the disciples of the first and second layers of the Qi Refining Period, but even the masters of Group B were secretly frightened, and even began to pray not to encounter this "Thunderbolt Sword"!

"The one hundred and thirty-second wins, and the afternoon rest first, and then the game. The deacon shouted, followed by a trumpet.

"Ninety-seven against two hundred and four. ”

"One hundred and ninety-eight against two hundred and twelve. ”

.....．

The competition passed, and more than an hour passed. The participating disciples of similar strength took a little longer, and most of them won by a narrow margin, and the others were like the opening battle, losing both sides. The comparison results of the disciples with relatively disparity in strength are much more straightforward, and the winner can be determined within a few rounds, so many strong disciples have emerged.

There were two rings in each group, and more than an hour had passed, and the first round of eliminations in each group had reached the final stage.

"Fifty-four vs. ninety-eight!"

Han Zhonglin was sitting cross-legged in the open space outside the arena and closed his eyes to recuperate, when he suddenly heard the deacon's horn, he slowly stood up, walked under the ring, and floated into the ring on tiptoe.

As soon as he stood still on the side of the ring, he saw a figure in green clothes jumping up from five feet outside the ring and shooting towards the ring. The man's clothes were fluttering, and the cyan ribbon in his hair was flying in the air, and his posture was like a flying fairy out of the sky, what a gorgeous appearance!

"Senior Brother Li has a good body!"

"Senior Brother Li is mighty!"

The audience applauded continuously, and it sounded like it was all for the man, and then the man in Tsing Yi smiled and arched his hand to the audience, and the following immediately quieted down.

After fixing his eyes, Han Zhonglin saw the face of the man in front of him clearly, with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a subtle beard, and then looking at the figure, the height was not bad with Han Zhonglin, but it looked much more powerful than Han Zhonglin.

Han Zhonglin arched his hand with a smile, wanting to report to his home first, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted.

"Stop, so don't waste your time, please!"

Han Zhonglin was amused in his heart, he really didn't expect the person in front of him to be so direct.

I was just about to put on a shelf and fight with the opponent for a few rounds, but I didn't expect the person in front of me to have no intention of making a move.

"Why, do you still want to do it? Haven't you heard of my name Li Qianjun? You just admit defeat, otherwise don't blame me for my heavy fists!" Li Qianjun shouted loudly.

Han Zhonglin had never seen such a superlative, and he was angry and funny for a while: "Oh? First of all, I really don't know you in Xia! Second, I was about to ask for a lesson!" At this time, there was a burst of laughter from the audience.

"How daring!"

Li Qianjun shouted, and Han Zhonglin saw a thick Xuanhuang fist smashing straight into his chest, this punch gave people a feeling of earth-like heaviness, which was the first style of Li Qianjun's Heaven Shaking Fist "Straight to the Yellow Sky".

As soon as his body swung, he dodged this powerful blow, and saw that the yellow fist was like an eye, chasing after Han Zhonglin.

"Sure enough, there are some doorways! This person is an earth-based cultivator, a third-level cultivator in the Qi refining period, and his combat power is first-class in the same cultivation level!" As soon as they fought, Han Zhonglin judged Li Qianjun's strength.

"Huh!" Han Zhonglin's feet flashed, and the next moment he appeared two feet away, and at the same time, a wind blade in his palm flung out and cut towards the galloping fist.

The blue and yellow bright color Yuan Force all dissipated, and Han Zhonglin used the wind cutting technique to break Li Qianjun's first form.

It seems that he had expected the result a long time ago, of course Li Qianjun also had a back hand, and a yellow yuan force suddenly formed in his palm, and the yellow yuan force tumbled violently, and it began to shrink slowly, instantly forming an earthy yellow ball, and the trick was like the move "Purple Qi Returning to the Yuan" in Zi Xuangong.

"Pick me up 'Xuanhuang Throw'!"

A yellow light instantly crossed a short distance, and turned towards Han Zhonglin's front door, seeing that Han Zhonglin was about to be hit by the door one foot away, many people in the audience screamed out loud.

"Poof!"

At the moment of crisis, I saw Han Zhonglin open his mouth, and a cyan wind whirlwind appeared out of thin air to block the attack of the yellow ball, and I saw that the yellow ball suddenly became larger and exploded, and the cyan wind whirlwind instantly turned into several cyan sword qi and sputtered out.

"Ahh

Seeing the cyan sword qi attacking, after smashing down the screams of everyone, they all ran away from the unwarranted disaster.

In the blink of an eye, two rounds had passed, and Li Qianjun's face did not have the arrogance just now, but turned to a dignified look. The two moves he had just made were a set of attacks that he had honed for many days, and it was difficult for a monk to dodge them, but now that he hadn't caused the slightest damage to the other party, he knew that the person in front of him was a hard stubble, and it was time to show his true strength.

A huge axe suddenly appeared in Li Qianjun's hand, and what Li Qianjun was good at was the beginner-level intermediate axe method "Thousand Army Killing"!

Li Qianjun's big axe slashed in front of him, and his figure suddenly shot out, slashing towards Han Zhonglin not far away.

"A thousand armies swept away!"

In the blink of an eye, he saw Li Qianjun approaching Han Zhonglin, dealing with the wind cultivator, and melee combat was where the earth cultivator's advantage lies. As soon as the axe flashed, a yellow wave swept towards Han Zhonglin.

Han Zhonglin's toes were longitudinal, and his body was as light as a swallow and swept over Li Qianjun.

Li Qianjun's reaction was not slow, as soon as the axe turned, he was going to give Han Zhonglin a "splitting the sun and the moon"!

I saw that Han Zhonglin's figure was faster, an afterimage flashed in the air, he fell suddenly, and when he turned around, he "snapped" a strong wind towards Li Qianjun's wrist holding the big axe.

As soon as Li Qianjun turned around, he felt a numb wrist, and with a "bang", the big axe fell on the ring.

"Hey, my skills are not as good as others, I, Li Qianjun, have nothing to say!" Li Qianjun glanced at the gray-clothed figure, and after leaving the next sentence freely, he picked up the big axe and jumped out of the ring.

A fierce battle ended so easily, and many people in the audience suddenly ended before they could see what was going on.

As soon as Li Qianjun got off the stage, he was surrounded by a group of disciples on the first and second floors of the Qi refining period.

"Big brother, is it so easy to admit defeat?"

"What do you know!" Li Qianjun scolded with a calm face: "The Qianjun Axe Killing Method originally came from the battlefield, it is a set of combo methods, just now his blow has interrupted my momentum, obviously he has discovered my 'life gate', and if he fights again, he will lose, and he will lose completely!"

"He's very strong, ridiculously strong! No matter what trick you use, he can use the simplest trick to defuse it, such a person is the most terrifying! His light blow can turn decay into magic, not inferior to the sword of the gray-clothed 'madman'. ”

Li Qianjun glanced at the gray-clothed man on the stage again, his heart was extremely complicated, and he hurriedly dropped the words just now, and left with his head bored, leaving a group of little brothers stunned.

"Is what Senior Brother Li said just now true?"

"Senior Brother Li has always been loud, and I'm afraid that what he said just now is true!"

"Can't it, how can that light blow be compared to the thunderbolt sword of 'earth-shattering, weeping ghosts and gods'?"

"Fifty-four wins, go down and rest!" With a wave of his hand, the deacon immediately declared Han Zhonglin the winner.

At the moment when he jumped out of the ring, several eyes were projected towards him, these eyes were both hostile and warlike, Han Zhonglin acted as if he didn't notice it, and turned towards the ring of the D group.

"It's really hidden, it's actually hidden cultivation, it's a little interesting, I hope to meet you in the future!"

Huang Tianbo glanced at the gray-clothed figure who had just stepped down, and saw that the person was still indifferent, which immediately aroused his strong desire to fight.

The ring of the D group was on the Ling side of the Shangwu Pavilion, and because there were people everywhere, it took half an hour to come to the ring of the D group.

"I don't know if Brother Xuan has compared?" Han Zhonglin thought to himself as he looked at the fierce fight on the stage.

As soon as he wanted to release his divine sense to look for Zi Xuan, he heard a man in purple jump up in another ring, with a dark cyan cloth curtain around his head, covering his hair and eyebrows, and only revealing a mouth, which looked a little mysterious, this person was none other than Zi Xuan, who had just entered the ring. ps: The four-thousand-word chapter is presented, and a few collections and recommendations are requested!;