But I have to say that Gu Fan's angle of this block was quite appropriate, and it was to bounce at Gu Zhanlong's left front. There was another clanging sound, and the light was fleeting. The light was the result of both of them injecting Xuan Qi into the weapon, and this blow was obviously not as dazzling as the previous two times, and probably the Xuan Qi of the two of them was almost invoked.

The sword body was also close to Gu Fan's waist when it collapsed into the hammer head, and the person was smashed backwards, but it was right in front of Gu Zhanlong's body. It was a good time, Gu Fan didn't care about the churning in his chest, and with the power of this smash, he printed forward with one palm, right in the front chest of Gu Zhanlong.

It's too late, it's fast, and the hammer and sword collide in the blink of an eye, Gu Zhanlong was hit by this palm before he could react, and the whole person was bent into a shrimp and flew out half-dragged on the ground, and only heard "bang-plop" in his ears and threw it directly under the stage, and the hammer was also gone. Gu Fan staggered two steps and stood still on the stage with his sword.

"Okay!", the silent crowd in the audience suddenly boiled.

Is this the all-out battle of a second-order fighter? Lang Yu was a little surprised. Although there are no tricks, relying entirely on the brute force of Xuan Qi to attack and defend, this is also too far from what he has seen before. The two girls of Emotional Qingyu and Gu Lei didn't try their best at all when they were practicing with themselves, and they casually condensed a wave of Xuan Qi and fooled themselves out.

Thinking of this, the corners of Lang Yu's mouth hooked slightly, hehe, wait, I will definitely find you to settle accounts after the clan comparison.

At this time, Gu Jiucheng stepped forward, looked at Gu Zhanlong, who had just gotten up from the stage, and then pulled Gu Fan to face the audience: "In the first battle, Gu Fan wins." Gu Fan bowed to the referee's seat in the north, and then hugged his fist to the clansmen watching the battle in front of the stage before running off the ring.

"No. 2, please come to the stage. Gu Jiucheng looked at the crowd again. The numbers in the first round of the clan draw are all in pairs, and those who catch the same number are opponents, and the numbers of each level are different. Then the person who catches the corresponding number is also at the same level as himself. And Gu Jiucheng, who presided over the clan competition, only called by number, and he didn't know who was the opponent before he took the stage. Therefore, when the number is called, it is also expected to look into the crowd. I saw a little girl walking out of the group of girls in Taitung, not like the long gown worn by boys, but a small blue arrow sleeve jacket, a lilac long skirt underneath, and a pair of small animal skin boots under her feet. Two bracelet-like silver rings hung from the dark green ribbon around his waist, and he walked all the way up the steps, "tinkling". The face was round like an apple, with two strands of green silk as thick as a little finger hanging from the ears, and the rest was pulled up and draped behind the head by an emerald hairpin-like thing. After the little girl came on stage, a little guy was squeezed out of the crowd due south. Blue robe, slightly dark complexion, pointed jaw, eyebrows slightly figure-eight, mouse eyes. At first glance, he is a naughty master, and as soon as he came out, he caused a "sigh" in the crowd.

"Little San, you must take it! Don't lose your uncle's face. Hey. Lang Yu could hear it, and the loudest voice was Gu Lei. The mouse's eyes glanced in front of the crowd to the west, but they didn't stop under their feet. "Don't worry. ”

Seeing that both of them had come to the ring, Gu Jiucheng also smiled and grabbed the head of the junior. "Boy, come up with some real skills, don't let the swallow hang flowers for you. "No, it won't. ”。 As he spoke, he glanced at the girl opposite. The girl was also glaring at him with hatred and bad luck.

"Hehe," the junior laughed twice when he saw this.

"Okay, the second competition, Gu San, Earth System, Gu Yan, Thunder Department. Gu Jiucheng faced the ring, and said in a positive way. Then step back and "Go!"

Gu San hugged his fist slightly at Gu Yan. "Hehe, Sister Gu Yan, be careful. After getting a cold "hum!" reply from the other party, he didn't care, retreated two or three steps, and took out a fine iron folding fan from behind. The black bone and black face opened with a "pop", and folded again with a "pop". The small eyes narrowed, and the ghost looked like how much he owed and how much he owed.

Gu Yan seemed to know that this kid loved Desser, and there was no need to talk nonsense, with a green blade in his left hand, a blue-white arc jumped on the tip of the sword, leaning over and stabbing at Gu San's chest, this is good, he started a war without meeting each other, and he actually looked like a deep hatred like the sea.

Gu San narrowed the pitifully small eyes into a slit again, stared at the blade of the sword, knocked it to the side and flashed, the blade of the sword deviated, passing through the crotch between Gu San's left chest and arm, and then the folding fan unfolded, "pounced" in front of Gu Yan, and the person also turned around, and his left hand slammed towards the right wrist holding the sword. Intending to knock off Gu Yan's sword. Of course, Gu Yan didn't want to be beaten with one blow, the moment he stabbed the air, he pushed back to the right, and Gu San's palm also smashed into the air, and he didn't dare to use the fan to block the sword, so he had to avoid it. I don't know if it's really careless, or if it's deliberately showy. In short, it was a little worse, and the ribbon that was tied around the waist was picked up by the tip of the sword, and the tip of the sword with a green glow crossed the nose.

"Whoa...... "The crowd on three sides of the ring rang out with sighs and cheers.

Listening to the cheers of the crowd, Young Master Mu Bai, who was in the center of the north, gently swept around the crowd under the stage, and then leaned his head on the back of the chair, looking out from both sides of his nose, still looking disdainful and careless. The left commander on the side glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and then looked at the ring, sometimes staring at a certain place in the open space between the rings, knowing what he was thinking, and his left hand seemed to inadvertently roll his sparse beard.

The two people on the stage fanned down with their swords, and a wonderful situation gradually appeared, in general, it seemed that Gu Yan was attacking in a circle around Gu San, and Gu San looked a little embarrassed, and he did not fall behind. The brilliance of the Xuan Qi staggered together with the changes in the shape of the two people, and even in the sunlight, it was still clearly visible like a dazzling rainbow.

Judging from the posture of the two of them, they seem to be good at speed. But in Langyu's eyes, it is still delicate.

Another green and yellow light burst out, Gu Yan's sword stabbed Gu San's left shoulder, Gu San also had to open the iron fan and dial it outward, Lang Yu clearly saw that the fan and the sword touched for a moment, Gu San's body seemed to be shivering, but without hesitation, the iron fan slid forward against the sword body. After the light passed, the two people on the field did not move, standing opposite each other like stone sculptures, and Gu Yan's willow leaf sword almost stuck to Gu San's left shoulder and stabbed behind him. And Gu San's right hand on the opposite side kept trembling, and the iron fan in his hand pressed under Gu Yan's delicate throat.

"Hehe, this power of thunder and lightning is really uncomfortable, but you lost. The monkey-like Gu San said with a smug face.

Seeing Gu Yan holding her mouth and panting, her little face flushed, Gu Jiucheng walked over. patted Gu Yan's head. "Swallow, good fight, go down. Then he announced to the audience: "In the second game, Gu Sansheng wins." ”

"Hmph! You're less smug. Gu Yan, who was huffing, shook off her hair and jumped out of the ring.

"Thank you, Second Uncle. Gu San exaggerated a circle salute to the surroundings, unable to hide his smugness, and raised his hand to the west and snapped his fingers. Happy to run down.

This kid is quite yin, he will not shoot if he doesn't hit it, and the timing is also appropriate, avoiding it and not going far, it seems to be dangerous and dangerous, but he actually knows it in his chest. Although the two of them fought inextricably, as soon as they stretched out their hands, Lang Yu grasped it clearly.

couldn't help but glance at Gu San who jumped off the stage a few more times. This kind of combat technique, Lang Yu is no stranger, in his previous life, the master was talking about the actual combat at the beginning of this sentence: "You can't attack the finger, you can't avoid it." "The attack can't be excessive, the enemy is stopped, the force is not more than a finger, it is about the power of the fingers, the dodge can not be too large, just avoid it, do not make a very exaggerated big open and close, lose the opportunity to control the enemy. This is how speed can be demonstrated. It seems like a fluke, but in fact it is the result of careful calculation.

The rest of the game continued in one-on-one pairs. For Lang Yu, they are all fresh faces, those with weapons, and those who fight empty-handed, some of them have been fighting for a long time on stage, and some of them have a big gap, and they won it in three moves and two styles.

Langyu watched every game very seriously. The opponent on the stage, in terms of tricks, is full of flaws in his eyes, and it seems that the cultivators of this life focus on mastering the Xuan Qi, not on what moves. There are even some people who are released directly in a big wave as soon as they come to power, and whoever falls off the stage will lose, and they will directly knock hard.

While watching, he corresponded to himself in his heart, the seemingly dazzling movements were like slow motion in his eyes, Mo said that the peak speed in his previous life was his current ability, and they were not too nervous when they took their weapons. It's just that what surprised him was the energy that these children burst out, and with the blessing of Xuan Qi, not only was the defensive power amazing, but the attack power was beyond imagination. Pick out any one of them, and it's absolutely okay to punch a cow away. Lang Yu knew the energy of Xuan Qi very well, and once condensed a pill-sized mass in his dantian, which was almost a superhuman existence. The two longest in this ring can hold on for more than five minutes, so how much mystic energy must be condensed.

The richness of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi made the cultivator's ability very different from that of ordinary people. In the past, he saw the fights in the film and television accompanied by dazzling light effects, but here it is really presented, and now he knows that the light of different colors is the result of the compression and condensation of different elements of the five elements. In the face of such abundant vitality, that is, inexhaustible energy, the strength of the cultivator's own body here is not great, and the reason why he is so strong is mainly because the energy of the natural world has been used.

According to the information in the book, when a monk reaches the level of His Holiness, he will be able to fly in the air. At that time, when he first saw this, Lang Yushang felt ridiculous, and from today's point of view, it doesn't seem to be a fantasy. Because if it is analyzed theoretically, with the deepening of the grasp of the vitality of heaven and earth, it is not impossible to change the world with a wave of his hand. It's no wonder that the technology here is quite backward, and with such ability, the so-called technology has become a joke. Although it is only a clan competition, it undoubtedly gives Lang Yu a new understanding of this life. At the same time, I was helpless about the weirdness of my body, as if I saw a mountain of gold, but I was surprised to find that I forgot to bring my pockets, and I knew that this was the case, so I drove the train. Could it really be a trick of fate?