The time was two o'clock in the afternoon.

On the school ground, the makeshift ring has also been built, and this ring is not small, and the competition between two people is more than enough to be able to use their fists and feet.

The head of the samurai family, Wu Wudi, stood in the ring and announced some rules and matters of the competition to everyone.

There are not many rules, and injuries in martial arts competitions are common, as long as no one is killed. If you maliciously take someone's life, it will be considered a foul and you will be directly disqualified from fighting.

The winner waits for the next person to challenge, and the cycle goes on until whoever finally stands in this ring is the winner of the Chixiao Sword.

There are more than 100 warriors today, and the scale is not small, and all of them are masters. None of them are martial artists who are small kung fu masters, all of them are great martial artists, which are not comparable to the underground ring competition in Jiangnan Province.

Xiao Fan glanced at it slightly with his divine thoughts, and found that among these martial artists, there were three people who were martial arts masters, two internal strength masters and one external strength master.

It's just that these three people are deliberately hiding their aura, as if they want to wait for the others to finish fighting before they come on stage.

At that time, even if the last person standing in the ring is powerful, his skills and physical strength have already been consumed a lot, and it is very easy to defeat the last person.

In addition to these, Xiao Fan even heard a special rule.

That is, every defeated person had to drop a drop of blood into the porcelain bowl around the altar. According to Wu Wu's words, this is a sword sacrifice ceremony. The Chixiao Sword is not an ordinary sword, it has its own spirituality, and it needs to use human blood to open the sword.

This is called the 'Sword Festival'!

"Now that we've talked about the rules, it's up to you to show your strengths. I hope that everyone will stop and not hurt each other's lives. ”

After Wu Wushu finished speaking, he jumped out of the ring.

At this moment, the scene was a little calm, and no one spoke, as if they were waiting for others to fight first, and they would save their strength first.

After a long time, no one has gone to the ring, and this scene is inevitably a little embarrassing.

"I'll come first!"

At this time, someone finally couldn't help it and took the lead on stage, that person was a middle-aged man, and he was only wearing a thin piece of clothing in winter, and his muscles were skyrocketing, and he was a master of horizontal training.

Master Henglian is physically strong, almost to the point where he is not afraid of the cold. As soon as the warrior took the stage, he took off his clothes and threw them aside, revealing his explosive muscles.

"In Xia Huo Xiu, I don't know which hero dares to come on stage to challenge me!"

Huo Xiu stood on the stage, clasped his hands, and looked at the bottom of the ring very proudly.

"In Xia Sheng a knife, Shengdao disciple, I have learned!"

At this time, another big man carried a steel knife on his back, stepped on his right foot, and shot at the stage.

The steel knife behind the big man showed a cold light, and at first glance, it was a good knife, forged from special steel. Broken iron may not be so mysterious, but broken rock should be fine.

"Brother Huo, my stunts are all on this knife, I can't fight you with my bare hands. To be fair, there are weapon racks here too, so go pick one yourself. ”

While Sheng Yidao pulled out the big knife, he didn't rely on his own knife to have the upper hand, but said to Na Huo Xiu first.

"Haha! I understand Brother Sheng's kindness, my stunt is in my fist, with weapons, I am not used to it. ”

Huo Xiu clenched his fists and replied very arrogantly.

"Okay, then I'm welcome, offended!"

Sheng Yidao swung the steel knife, ran a few steps, and flew towards Huo Xiu.

He knew that Huo Xiu would definitely avoid this knife, and he was about to change his trick to make a surprise, but he didn't expect that Huo Xiu actually put his hands together, and he didn't mean to avoid it at all, he just split his legs.

He actually wants to carry this knife!

Huo Xiu's face remained unchanged, but Sheng Yidao's pupils shrank. Not to mention him, the rest of the audience stared at this scene with wide eyes and disbelief.

No matter how strong Huo Xiu's body is, this steel knife with a knife is not made of ordinary materials. If this knife goes down, I'm afraid that even a martial artist with great internal strength will have to avoid its edge.

It was too late for Sheng Yidao to retract the knife, so he could only let the sharp steel knife slash down on Huo Xiu's shoulder.

I heard the sound of steel clashing, and sparks were slashed. Not as everyone expected, Huo Xiu was not only not cut, but Sheng Yidao was shocked and retreated.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T

It took several steps to stabilize his body.

Sheng Yidao looked at Huo Xiu incredulously, only to see Huo Xiu smile faintly, as if the knife just now had no effect on him at all.

"Haha, okay! It seems that Brother Huo is a master of horizontal training, and the body of the master of horizontal training is really worthy of his reputation, even my steel knife can't break your body. I just underestimated you, come again!"

Sheng Yidao smiled heartily, and continued to rush forward with the steel knife in his hand, fighting with Huo Xiuzhan.

Everyone in the audience also sweated for Na Huo Xiu, and at the same time sighed at the strength of the horizontal training master's body, which was really amazing.

The only horizontal training grandmaster in the audience, a fifty-year-old bald old man, secretly sneered:

"If it were me, his steel knife would have broken a long time ago!"

The battle on the field continued to be very hot, and although Huo Xiu was bare-handed, he did not fall behind at all. In the face of Sheng Yidao's crazy attack, he coped with it with ease.

The other warriors on the field watched it with relish, hoping to learn some combat experience in such a battle.

Xiao Fan didn't look at the stage for a moment, this kind of fight was wonderful for others, but it was a bit boring in his opinion. If it was two god realms fighting on it, he would have had that interest in taking a look.

His gaze stayed on Wu Wushu in front of the crowd, the head of this martial arts family, and he also had the aura of an immortal cultivator. In addition, he was actually a half-step Transformation Realm Grandmaster, and he was only one step away from the real Transformation Realm.

"It seems that the Huaxia Transformation Realm Grandmaster is not the only one Qi Lao. In these secluded martial arts families like these, there are not a few masters, and even among those elders, there are four martial arts masters. ”

Xiao Fan was secretly surprised.

In other cities like Jinling and other cities, there are many hidden families, not to mention the big city of Kyoto, I don't know how many families are hidden.

As for the existence of the Divine Realm, there is a hidden Realm Grandmaster, and it is still unknown whether there is a Divine Realm or not.

If it's just a divine realm, even if there is, I'm afraid there will be no more than three in the entire Huaxia.

Brother Wolf and Da Zhuang were not interested in watching this ring competition, but Xiao Dingyan was watching there. After all, he lived in a big city, and he had just stepped into cultivation, so it was rare to see so many martial artists gather together to fight.

It must be a strange sight.

Xiao Fan moved his gaze to Shangguan Jingyu and Mu Xiyue again. I saw that the people in the stands of these two people were very calm, not as shocked and excited as others.

Looking at their appearance, they should be very confident in their own strength. It's just that I don't know if with the swordsmanship of these two people, it is the opponent of those three martial arts masters.

At this time, the winner had already been divided in the ring, and no one expected that Huo Xiu, who was bare-handed, would actually win Sheng Yidao, and win it very easily, without even gasping for breath.

"Agreed, Brother Sheng!"

Huo Xiu clenched his fists and smiled.

"Alas, the skills are not as good as others, and I am willing to bow to the wind!"

Sheng Yidao's old face turned red, jumped off the stage directly, walked to the side of the altar, bit his fingers, dripped two drops of blood in the porcelain bowl, and walked into the crowd.

The competition continued, and the next person on the field was a swordsmanship master, this person was very young, a young man of twenty-seven or eight, but his ending was the same as that Sheng Yidao, and even before Sheng Yidao had been slashed for a long time, he was knocked down by Huo Xiu's punch.

Xiao Fan glanced at it, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly, the person who wielded the sword couldn't even use the sword qi, just with an ordinary sword, how could he beat a master of horizontal training who focused on tempering the flesh.

However, Na Huo Xiu was very strong, and he faced seven or eight masters on it, and finally was knocked down by a martial artist who practiced Taijiquan.

Tai Chi overcomes rigidity with softness, and Huo Xiu has met someone who overcomes him. And after he faced seven or eight people, his physical exertion was also very large, and it was not easy to hold out for seven or eight rounds.

The competition continued, and after more than an hour, nearly half of the warriors had been brushed off in the ring, and the porcelain bowls around the altar had already contained a lot of blood.

At the same time, Xiao Yichen and Xiao Yuan, as well as Xiao Yiyi, each held a treasure in their hands.

Xiao Yiyi was holding a blood crystal in his hand, Xiao Yichen was holding a token with exquisite workmanship and a quaint atmosphere, and what Xiao Yuan was holding in his hand was a small sword that was not yet a foot long, and the workmanship of this small sword was also very exquisite, but it was very miniature, just like a handicraft.

The three of them looked at the treasure in their hands, they were all amazed, and their eyes lit up.

"Brother Chen, we ...... It's not good to take their things without their permission......"

Xiao Yiyi said a little timidly.

"Don't worry, our Xiao family is not short of money, when we leave, tell this master's family and ask him to sell it to us." Besides, it's a pity that they buried these treasures in the ground, and it's not good to exchange some money?"

Xiao Yichen took the token and said happily.

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