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"I'm coming!" said a figure flying into the ring and clenching his fist at the tiger's head.

It was a thin-looking man, middle-aged in what appeared to be a few strands of beard and small eyes.

"Loose cultivation, Sun Hou. Please advise!"

Coax......

The onlookers laughed again, and on the first day of the Hundred Courtyards Conference, they encountered the strangeness of a tiger and a monkey.

"Lao Tzu is the Hou Ye, not the monkey of the monkey. Sun Hou heard the laughter of the audience and said in an unkind tone.

Coax......

Everyone burst into laughter again, looking at Sun Hou, but they didn't make fun of it.

……

……

Sun Hou no longer spoke, this person also used fists, but his fists were much thinner, and his fists were black.

The black fist turned into a black wind, as fast as a horse galloping towards the tiger's head.

The tiger's body did not move, and when he saw the fist, his eyes suddenly brightened, as if he had seen something that made him feel excited.

He spread his legs, leaned forward, and blasted his big fists towards the black circle.

Suddenly, the figures of the fists were intertwined, and in the ring, the fist wind gusted, and faintly, a small tornado slowly rose between them.

The two figures flickered up and down, and the cultivation of the Qi cultivation period seemed to be unable to fight in the air, but both of them were physical cultivators, and their speed and strength were so fast and powerful.

Bouncing ......

The sound of punches and kicks spread throughout the ring.

Seeing this scene in the onlookers, they watched the cheers one after another.

There are many such ring areas in Du'an, so that there are bursts of exclamations or admiration in the sky over Du'an from time to time.

Lin Dongtian raised his eyes and looked at it, the battle between Hutou and Sun Hou was indeed indistinguishable, the two of them came and went, and the fight was inseparable.

Until a "break" came out, a figure was suddenly shocked and flew out and fell on the ring.

Everyone looked at it, but it was the thin Sun Hou.

The winner is the head of the tiger.

I saw that he was sweating all over his head at this time, because he had fought for too long, his face was a little pale, and it was obvious that the duel with Sun Hou had also consumed most of his spiritual power.

"Next. ”

Listening to the sound, the tiger head hurriedly took out the elixir, poured it into his mouth, and swallowed it in a gulp.

After only a short while, the pale face of the tiger head immediately returned to its original state, and its spirit was even more refreshed.

Everyone looked at him in the ring, waiting for the people under the ring to go up, but after waiting for a long time, they still didn't see anyone go up.

"Okay, since no one challenges you, you're the first person to enter the semifinals today. The female referee looked at the tiger head and said lightly.

Then put his name on the letter.

"Since there is no one, this is the end of the morning, and the afternoon continues. The referee stood up, rolled up the paper on the table, and slowly walked away from the crowd.

Alas......

There was a sigh from the crowd, I didn't expect the morning to end so quickly, and it was said that the game would be good until noon? At this moment, it was only less than two hours of competition, and there was still an hour before noon.

The crowd also headed outside.

While walking, I talked about what I saw today, and although I had just seen it, I still repeated it with relish, and then added my own opinions.

Lin Dongtian left with the crowd, but he did not go back to his house, but walked to another block.

It's quite close to here.

……

It was still quite far away, and Lin Dongtian heard the sound of a fight coming from in front of him.

The sound of a fierce fight came from the air, followed by a cold breath, but the onlookers were very quiet, and they were two completely different places from his previous ring.

So much so that when Lin Dongtian stood outside and watched the competition in the ring, no one in front of him looked back and noticed him.

In the ring, two young young men stood opposite each other, motionless, but in the sky above them, the sword shadows were like dragons, fighting each other, biting each other fiercely.

Both of them are sword cultivators, and looking at their clothes, they are obviously disciples of the sect or academy.

The eyes of the two people are so staring at each other, for fear that they will accidentally reveal the flaws, in the air, the sword is like the master, looking for the flaws of the other party, and then the lightning will hit the other party hard.

The sword shadows were staggered like raindrops, and there was a sound of impact, splashing sparks, and at the same time, the sword qi in the sky filled the ring, like a bubble that was constantly expanding, spreading outward.

But the two remained unmoved, like stone pillars in the ring, staring at each other, but not moving for half a minute.

Only the sword in the air speaks for itself, and they are at the most critical moment.

until

Clang......

In the air, a sword suddenly flew into the air, everyone looked at it, but it was a broken sword, this is, a long sword, appeared in front of a person, did not stop, directly passed through the shoulder, blood splashed, obviously, the other party did not want to kill the killer, but hit the other party hard.

"You've lost!" said the young man opposite, looking at his injured opponent.

The wounded young man, pulling out the sword from his shoulder, looked at it, threw it back casually, and jumped out of the ring.

"Next. On the referee's table next to the ring, there was an old man sitting in the uniform of the academy, only to see him squinting and saying lazily.

"The six factions of the Southern Courtyard, Banshan Gate, Zhao Tang asks Taoist friends for advice. At this moment, a man leaped into the ring.

This is also a young man, with sword eyebrows, a splendid robe, and a sword hanging from his waist.

"Tianqiong Academy, Zhang Hai, fellow Daoists, please advise. The young man arched his hand.

Bite......

A crisp sound came, a sword, reflecting the sunlight, exuding a cold air.

Zhao Tang's sword was like a person, with a cold killing, like a poisonous snake towards Zhang Hai, the sword shadow was like a snake, and it kept swallowing.

Zhang Hai, but he didn't move, the Tiangang sword immediately unfolded, like a rock falling to the ground, the sword wind was as hard as a stone, hitting it, clanging sounds.

The sound is like a stone falling on a jade plate, crisp and ringing.

The fight between the two seemed to be easy and freehand, but the figures were so fast that only shadows were left in the air, constantly moving in the ring.

Everyone saw that although the battle between the two was not fierce, the danger in it could naturally be imagined.

The aura emanating from them scurried around like unrestrained wild horses, rushing towards the surroundings.

Seeing this, the old man at the referee's table looked at the two young men in the ring, nodded slightly, and then saw him throw him into the air, and a talisman array appeared, enveloping the entire ring, isolating the sword qi from flying wildly.

This is a large array jointly produced by the Hundred Courtyards, and it is only formulated to isolate the energy released by the players from injuring the onlookers.

The audience suddenly no longer felt the pressure and sword aura coming from the ring, and the feeling of cutting the skin and causing pain was not something that everyone could bear.

Zhao Tang and Zhang Hai, the sword momentum of the two did not weaken, on the contrary, they became more and more powerful.

"The Heavenly Dome Academy is nothing more than that. At this time, Zhao Tang's voice came.

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