Changwu Mountain is very lively today, this kind of excitement has lasted for many days, as long as the surrounding view is a little better, there are dense crowds, cheers and shouts from time to time. And in a clearing next to the stream at the foot of the mountain, there was a huge ring of stones.

Two figures are flying in the ring, big and inseparable. One of them was wearing an ancient costume robe, but the person was very young, with short hair and a long sword in his hand, and he looked a little nondescript. The other person was wearing a black practice uniform and holding a long stick in his hand.

Both of them are cultivators in the foundation building period, and in addition to close killing, they will occasionally throw out a few runes and perform a few simple spells. They all had some scars on their bodies, but none of them admitted defeat and still gritted their teeth and fought hard.

"Liu Jinsheng, come on! Liu Jinsheng, come on!" The neat voice came from the direction of Changwu Mountain, and there were many people standing densely on the hillside, they were wearing the same black practice clothes as the young man with a long stick in his hand, and those who had been watching the excitement here for a few days knew that this was the uniform of the students of Canglong Dao Academy.

On the other side, a group of people standing on the low hill were wearing pale yellow robes. They didn't shout, and looked at a middle-aged man in long-haired ancient costume standing at the front with some horror, and they didn't dare to say a mouthful.

This group of people came from the Wuyang Sect, this middle-aged man with a short beard was an inner disciple of the Wuyang Sect, named Xia Yue.

Xia Yue was in a bad mood, because today was the third battle between the disciples of the Wuyang Sect Dojo and the students of the Dao Academy, and he was about to lose. The family had lost two games before, and if they lost this one again, the battle between the Wuyang Sect and the Dao Academy would be a complete loss.

And the bet he made with the teacher named Hu Fei of the Taoist Academy had to be honored. Thinking of the extremely cheap Hu Fei, Xia Yue was itching his teeth. How he wanted the dojo disciples he had formed to be able to fight a little bit, defeat this Dao Academy student, and then taunt Hu Fei's slut!

However, according to the development of the situation at this time, he knew that the disciples of the Wuyang Sect had a chance to win

It's not a big deal. He felt that the other party was deliberate, the Heavenly Dao Sect, the Qiwu Sect, and the Wuyang Sect, these three sects had all sent disciples during this time, blocking the entrance of the Five Great Dao Academy to invite battles. The two sects that shot earlier were all victorious and full of pride, and they also got many disciples with extraordinary qualifications. And it happened that when they arrived in the Wuyang Sect, the style of painting changed, and they lost one game at a time. Not only was the Canglong Dao Academy where he was located a mess, but there was no good news from other places.

The cultivation realm was born, and if you want to open a dojo to accept disciples, if you don't have a reputation, it is difficult to accept disciples on a large scale. And the best way to open up their reputation is to let people see their strength. And the best way for people to see their strength is to show their cultivation in battle, and the best opponent is naturally the Five Avenue Academy that is desperately trying to send their own children and nephews to all parts of the country.

"Kill!" The Dao Academy student named Liu Jinsheng found an opportunity, and the long stick in his hand used a very common force to split Huashan, and suddenly fell towards the top of the head of the disciple of the Wuyang Sect. The long stick in his hand was not a wooden stick, but a steel rod the thickness of his arm, with the sound of whining wind, and the power was very great.

The disciple of the Wuyang Sect who missed the opportunity raised his sword to block in a panic, but where could he still block it? He was directly whipped up by a stick, and fell to the ground struggling, unable to stand up again.

"Canglong Dao Academy, win!" The muscles on Xia Yue's face trembled, and when he heard Hu Fei's cheap voice, his already bad face was even more blue at the moment. A cold snort of displeasure came out of his mouth, with a chill, which made many disciples behind him shiver, and took a few steps back, farther away from him.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and carry that waste back!" Xia Yue heard the movement behind him, glanced back at the disciples of the Wuyang Sect, and said in a deep voice.

Those disciples didn't even dare to answer, and ran towards the ring with their heads down and a little panicked. The cultivation realm has just entered the world, and it is really not easy to accept a few disciples, although this disciple has already lost, but it will not be disregarding his life or death.

"Ahh The one who screamed was a disciple of the Wuyang Sect, and he was squatting on the ground

In front of the disciple, his face was full of horror, and it was difficult to make a sound other than screaming.

This disciple was the first to arrive, and at the same time as he screamed, the other disciples of the Wuyang Sect had already arrived. After quickly checking the disciple on the ground, he also let out an exclamation.

There was still a relative calmness, and one of the disciples of the Wuyang Sect turned red, stood up with an angry face, and shouted in the direction of Xia Yue: "Master, Senior Brother Luo, he is dead!"

Xia Yue's face changed, but he didn't say anything, life and death in battle, and it is impossible to completely eliminate the situation of missing hands and hurting people's lives. Even if they want to rip off, they won't be entangled in such a large public, after all, the cultivation realm has just been born, and this battle was also provoked by them, if it is too ungraceful, it will not have a good impact on the reputation of the sect.

However, the disciple's words also made Xia Yue change color, and he rushed towards the direction of the ring at an extremely fast speed.

"Master, they are so despicable, Senior Brother Luo was attacked to death, and his fatal wound is in the wound in the center of his eyebrows!" The disciple roared angrily, and the disciples of the Wuyang Sect who were standing with him also roared with anger on their faces.

Senior Brother Luo, who had been out of breath for a long time, was lying flat on the ground, his eyes were wide, he seemed to be a little confused, he seemed to be a little unwilling, and more angry. There was a fingertip-sized hole in the center of his eyebrows, and blood was still bubbling at the moment.

Everyone could see it clearly, the weapon used by the Canglong Dao Academy students who fought against him was a long stick, and the last move was also a stick that slashed his head and face. Even if he was killed, probably with a broken tendon, or died from a blow to the head, such a fatal injury would never occur.

Hu Fei had also rushed to the ring at this moment, Xia Yue's face was cold, he looked at him lightly and did not speak, he was waiting for Hu Fei's explanation. And everyone around them was all talking, and they cast their questioning eyes on Hu Fei and everyone in the Taoist Academy.

"It turns out that your Dao Academy has won consecutive battles, and that's how it came about!" Xia Yue looked at Hu Fei with a leisurely gaze, and the cold air in his words was piercing.

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