Looking at Tang Huaicheng's puffing appearance, Yue Han couldn't help laughing, he was not as effective as Huang Hao's gesture after being excited for a long time, and patted the latter's shoulder while secretly laughing: "Beat him up and let him know that our Haiban is not a soft persimmon!"

"It's a must!" Tang Huaicheng rolled up his sleeves and made the same gesture towards Huang Hao with a lively spirit.

At this time, the last competition of the first round was also decided, and the last victorious disciple wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, hugged his fists towards the opponent who had been fighting for a long time below, turned around and walked to the audience, announcing the end of this round of competition.

"The disciples who have won the second round are ready to enter!"

As the handyman who cleared the scene washed the table, Lu Shuhua's voice sounded again, and Tang Huaicheng took off his coat, revealing a clean and sturdy body.

"Come on!" Yue Han took his clothes and raised a fist to cheer him up.

Tang Huaicheng nodded solemnly, and then jumped to the designated training platform.

The young man's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face was distinct, very masculine, plus he took off his coat and rolled his cuffs high, which was more in line with his temperament, and he had been together for a long time, but he didn't feel much, but those female disciples from other classes saw it, their eyes lit up, and they peeked in the audience from time to time, and talked from time to time.

"Huang Hao, I'm going to beat you all over the ground today!" The young man was full of spirits, and he did not show any timidity in the face of the genius disciples of the Yin class.

"The garbage of the Hai class, the moon cold in your class, used the demon method to harm the guidance elder of my Yin class like that, this time I want to make a clear calculation with you!" Huang Hao also clenched his fists and made a crackling sound: "Beat you up first, and then I'll clean up that moon cold!"

"You're worthy of it?!" Tang Huaicheng snorted coldly.

Before it started, the stage was already filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the two looked at each other, as if they were about to ignite a spark. And both sides are the type with strong physiques, and this competition will definitely be fist-to-flesh and hearty.

"The second round of the competition starts now!"

As Lu Shuhua's voice fell, the second competition officially kicked off, on the thirty-two martial arts platforms, the spiritual power was steaming, and the most exciting thing was the competition between Tang Huaicheng and Huang Hao.

Tang Huaicheng's fist opened and closed, faintly as if there was a dragon chanting with him, and his own dual attributes, earth and gold.

The earth attribute gives him endurance and defense, and the metalness provides him with penetration and attack power, and the combination of offense and defense makes him enough to fight even if he is three levels lower than the opponent.

Huang Hao's attribute is a rare wind attribute, which is very fast at the same time, but also has penetration, when the two fight, the wind sound and the dragon chant are combined, if you don't listen carefully, it is extremely difficult to tell who sent it.

"You kid has two hits, I actually looked away!"

After fifty rounds, Huang Hao ate a few muffled punches, and Tang Huaicheng was also kicked a few times.

Huang Hao's internal organs shook, his qi and blood surged, and he was horrified to find that the disciple of Haiban, who was looked down upon by everyone, was not as vulnerable as they had in their impression, and he actually formed an even balance of power with him.

"You're not bad!"

Although Huang Hao was stuffy with a few punches, but he was also hit by a few kicks, Tang Huaicheng did not get a substantial advantage, although he kept his hand, but those punches, if they hit other Humane Realm Sixfold disciples, they would have already lost their ability to fight because of their injuries, and on the other hand, Huang Hao, except for a little shortness of breath, there was nothing else, Tang Huaicheng was frightened, and became cautious again.

"Okay! I underestimated you before, but this time I'm going to come for real!"

As he spoke, Huang Hao slowly closed his eyes, raised his palms upward, took a deep breath, and then discharged a turbid air, and opened his eyes again.

"Then I'm here for real! Be careful, don't be punched to death by me!"

Seeing this, Tang Huaicheng also secretly exerted his strength, and the golden spiritual power slowly poured out of his body, and with his control, it gradually condensed into a dragon shape and attached to his arms, making the already very strong arms even more powerful.

Stepping on the ground, Tang Huai rushed towards Huang Hao like an arrow shot out.

"Golden Dragon Spit Pearl!" There were still two zhang away from Huang Hao, Tang Huaicheng suddenly punched, and the dragon spirit power on his arm actually came out of his hand, and a dragon-shaped fist with metal spiritual power slammed over.

"Popular...... Huang Hao, who was accumulating strength, wanted to laugh, after a short contact, he had already decided that Tang Huaicheng was good at hand-to-hand combat, with his speed, no matter how huge the latter's strength was, it would be useless to hit it, but he couldn't imagine that the latter, who had been fighting with him in close quarters before, suddenly, actually used a long-range attack, but the move had not yet been brewed successfully, and if he forcibly interrupted, he would be counterattacked, and when he hesitated, the dragon-shaped fist was already approaching, and he was caught off guard, and he was hit by a blow, Huang Hao only felt that his five organs were painful, and a blood line spurted out of his mouth, and his body flew out far away。

At the same time, an unusually unwilling murmur sounded.

"You're ...... Tricks!"

"What is deception? Who stipulates that I can only fight in close quarters?" Tang Huaicheng walked to the edge of the martial arts stage, looked condescendingly at Huang Hao, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and did not forget to remind: "You think that I can only get close, just like you always think that the disciples of Haiban are weak!"

Looking at Huang Hao, who was stunned, Tang Huaicheng snorted lightly and walked towards the stage with a majestic spirit.

"Well done!" Yue Han hugged Tang Huaicheng and whispered, "How is it?

"I'm afraid I won't be able to see your game. ”

At this time, Tang Huaicheng showed fatigue, and there was a little blood on the corner of his mouth. No one noticed that there were several holes in the clothes behind him, and the shape of these holes happened to overlap perfectly with the shoe prints on his chest, which was the penetration of the spiritual power from the wind attribute, although he also had both earth attributes and strong defense, but he still failed to effectively block Huang Hao's attack, and was also injured to the viscera, which also means that he had to go to the meditation room to breathe and resolve this power, and the next competition could no longer be watched.

"My competition, it's nothing to see. Yuehan patted him on the shoulder, helped him up, and walked towards the back of the crowd.

"You can recuperate in peace. ”

"It's time for you to play next, don't embarrass us Haiban, let them know that even without the guidance of the mentor, we are not the worst!" Yue Han waved his hand at the people who came with him, supported Tang Huaicheng alone, and disappeared from people's sight.

When he was young, as the last game of the second round was also decided, Lu Shuhua stood up from the elder's seat and said loudly: "The second round of the competition is over! The disciples of the third round of the competition are ready!"

After two rounds of elimination, one hundred and twenty-eight disciples have completed the competition, and the process has passed a quarter, but in the entire martial arts arena, except for the disciples who were seriously injured in the competition and returned to recuperate, not too many people left the table, because none of the six super geniuses in the subclass had made a move!

After a stick of incense, sixty-four figures jumped on the martial stage, including Lin Zhixian.

The girl is dressed in green clothes, like a green lotus, clean and refined, and her aura is compelling. The jade foot stepped lightly on the ground, and the fluttering figure seemed to rise with the wind as if it had no weight, and landed lightly on the test bench in the peripheral part.

The slender eyebrows were raised in the direction of Haiban, Lin Zhixian smiled playfully and lively, indescribably pure and pretty, this move immediately attracted the attention of the male disciples in the audience.

"This junior sister is so beautiful, what's her name? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"According to the senior brother of the Yin class, it seems to be a student of the Hai class, what is the name of the immortal......

"It's a pity, it's so beautiful, it's a ...... of Haiban"

......

The girl's outstanding temperament and appearance caused a lot of discussion in the audience, when someone said that she was a disciple of Haiban, it caused a lot of people to sigh, in their impression, Haiban is the class of heaven abandonment, the inner disciples, either extremely poorly talented, or extremely inert, are the kind of disciples who have no plasticity at all, but the Shangqing Academy out of humanity, temporarily left them in the courtyard, and when the time comes, they will be allowed to graduate immediately, to put it bluntly, it is a group of bastards who eat and wait for death, so when they heard that Lin Zhixian is a disciple of Haiban, their expressions were inexplicable. Among them, most of them are disdainful.

However, when the girl took out a guqin and played it gently, this deep-seated idea was immediately questioned.

The sound of the piano is melodious and melodious, and even the defeated disciple, when he heard this piano sound, the remorse in his heart was soothed. The aftermath was refreshing, refreshing, and the disciples who listened carefully all calmed down, immersed in this wonderful sound of the piano, and all kinds of anger dissipated into nothingness, and suddenly, the third round of the competition had begun.

Lin Zhixian's opponent this time was a young man in yellow, his eyes were downward, looking at the slender jade fingers against his neck, he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and looked up, only to see the girl's autumn eyes looking at him, the breeze blowing, and he could faintly smell the body fragrance on the latter's body.

"You lost. Sakura's lips opened slightly, and Lin Zhixian's narrow eyes did not fluctuate, and she said softly.

............

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(To be continued)