The competition was about to start, and no one on the competition platform made a move, and they all released their momentum in order to win without a fight. Of course, for Zhao Mingjian, Qian Lin, Sun Linlin, and Ouyang Fei'er in the 1247 area, momentum is the best weapon to disintegrate the other party. And the disciples who competed with the four began to tremble in the face of their momentum, and rushed towards the four disciples in order to reward them with courage, and the surrounding disciples seemed to hear the horn of the charge, and they shot one after another, and the entire competition platform was instantly filled with five-colored light.

In the No. 3 competition area, Tu Feng's opponent was Zhou Wu of Houtu Peak, and his cultivation was similar to Du Yu. The brown clothes, the fat body, and the harmless smile on the face give people a simple feeling. Tu Feng said to Friday: "Senior brother, please give me advice." ”

"Don't be so polite, if you want to fight, just start fighting." Zhou Wu said.

"In that case, take my whip of wood." The green light on Tu Feng's body flowed, and a long whip condensed by the spiritual power of the wood swung towards Zhou Wu. Zhou Wu saw the long whip swing, the brown light around his body surged, and a huge shield blocked Zhou Wu's front. With a snap, the whip slammed into the shield.

"Now it's my turn, Earth Spike." I saw Zhou Wu kneeling on one knee and punching the two brown aura balls in his hands into the competition platform. Seeing Zhou Wu's movements, carefully feel your surroundings. Tu Feng felt a crisis under his feet, and hurriedly retreated. I saw several spikes pouring out of the ground from the place where I had just stood.

"Senior brother, let's not waste time, just make the strongest move, one of my junior brothers just made a roast chicken and hurry up, otherwise there will be no me when I go back." Zhou Wuhan said with a smile.

Tu Feng heard Zhou Wu's words and said, "In that case, let me see how far your Earth Emperor Technique has cultivated." ”

"Okay, this is my strongest blow, and I'll throw in the towel next." After Zhou Wu finished speaking, he gestured with both hands, and as Zhou Wu's gestures became faster and faster. Stopping the gesture, he saw a rich brown light condensed behind Zhou Wu, and the brown light was mixed with a huge destructive aura, and he shouted loudly: "The Eighth Type of the Earth Emperor Jue Avalanche and Earth Crack." ”

As Zhou Wu shouted, the brown light behind him surged towards Tu Feng rapidly, and the high-speed brown light continued to surround Tu Feng. Tu Feng felt the high-speed rotating light constantly releasing the power of destruction, and the green light around him surged rapidly, firmly protecting his body, and the two of them were deadlocked. And Tu Feng, who is protected by the green light, is like that little grass, which survives tenaciously despite the wind and rain, beating and trampling on people.

When the two were at a stalemate, the competition platform came one after another: "The No. 1 competition platform Rui Jinfeng Zhao Mingjian won." "No. 2 contest Wutai Houtu Peak Qian Lin wins." "Sun Linlin of the No. 4 Wutai Fire Peak wins." "Ouyang Fei'er of the No. 7 Wutai Cold Ice Peak wins." Hearing the news of the continuous victories on the competition platform, the disciples below cheered. Even the peak masters of the four peaks sitting on the competition platform were all smiling, and only Mu Lei was looking at his disciples anxiously.

After the two of them on the No. 3 martial arts platform were stalemate for a moment, Zhou Wu's face began to turn pale, and Tu Feng felt the destructive power around his body gradually weakening, and shouted in his mouth: "The seventh form of the Wood Emperor Jue is tenacious. The green light gradually intensified, constantly extending a trace towards the brown light, just like the grass wanted to break through the constraints of the earth and enjoy the sun and rain. The light of two different attributes and different colors was constantly in contact, and the green light kept trying, and finally a trace of green light broke through the brown light. Gradually, the green light outside the brown light became more and more, and with a bang, the brown light completely dissipated. Zhou Wu gasped for breath on the spot and said, "Senior Brother Tu Feng, you won, call it a day." After speaking, he hurriedly ran outside, looking at the fat figure running away, Tu Feng smiled slightly and turned around to rest.

"The No. 3 martial arts arena Wanmu Peak Tu Feng victory." An elder announced. Hearing this voice, Mu Lei, who was sitting on the competition platform, showed a relieved smile on his face.

While Tu Feng won the game, Du Yu and his opponent on the No. 5 competition platform were in a fierce confrontation. Du Yu's opponent is Wu Huai, a disciple of Rui Jinfeng, and his cultivation is not much different from Du Yu. Because of the Jin Kemu in the Five Elements, it was a little difficult for Du Yu to win.

The two of them gasped for breath after a move, Du Yu calmed down his breath, and the green light surging around him, and by Du Yu's traction, the power of wood within a radius of ten meters condensed behind Du Yu. And Wu Huai, who was on the other side, saw Du Yu's movements, and he also mobilized the power of the surrounding gold for his own use.

Du Yu's eyes flashed with green, and he shouted in his mouth: "Wood Emperor Jue Ninth Style Vine Strangulation." After Du Yu's shout, the green rays behind him surged, condensing into vines the thickness of a baby's arm in mid-air, rushing towards Wu Huai. And after Wu Huai saw this situation, his mouth also burst into applause: "The ninth style of the Golden Emperor Jue Ten Thousand Swords came out together." The golden light behind him quickly condensed into a long sword, dense enough to be seen clearly, slashing towards the other party.

Dozens of vines and countless long swords collided in mid-air, and the sound of clashing was heard in mid-air. The vines were broken, the long sword was shattered, and the wood gold aura dissipated into the heavens and the earth, as if it had never happened again. The last vine in the sky was fighting with hundreds of golden swords.

Everyone was watching this battle, and Mu Lei and his disciples were very worried and looked at Du Yu on the field. The last vine broke, and the remaining dozen or so long swords were still attacking Du Yu. Yang Yi shook his head helplessly when he saw this, and thought to himself: Unless the second senior brother can comprehend the tenth form, summoning the Wood Emperor's phantom battle can win this victory. Looking at the long sword flying towards him, Du Yu hurriedly used the magic technique to continue to use the ninth form of the Wood Emperor Technique, and finally smashed all the long swords when the long sword was about to die. Du Yu breathed a long sigh of relief, and secretly said in his heart that it was dangerous.

"We have been comparing for such a long time, although my cultivation is slightly worse than yours, but my golden power is just right to restrain your wood power, our strength is equal, if you want to win against me, unless you can cultivate the Wood Emperor Jue to the tenth form, otherwise we can only be a draw." Wu Huai said seriously.

"Tenth?" Du Yu asked himself. Du Yu has been trapped in the ninth form of the Wood Emperor Jue for five years, and as for the tenth style, the difference is only cultivation.

"In that case, let's decide the last resort." Du Yu shouted. After speaking, the Wood Emperor Jue in his body operated to the extreme, with Du Yu as the center, the green light radiated outward little by little, and finally stopped at a position one meter away from Du Yu. Du Yu's face was pale, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling. The light converged little by little, and the head and neck, half of the body of the hands and the long sword in the hand of the wood emperor had already condensed, and it could no longer go on, and there was even a trace of blood flowing from the corner of Du Yu's mouth. All the brothers in the audience watched this scene and cheered one after another. And the peak master elders of the five peaks and Yang Yi shook their heads when they saw this scene.

"With your current cultivation, if you want to forcibly use the tenth form, even if you can enter the top eight, I will admit defeat in this competition." After Wu Huai finished speaking, he turned around and walked off the competition platform.

Du Yu, who was standing on the platform, heard Wu Huai take the initiative to admit defeat and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the phantom of the Wood Emperor behind him was instantly shattered. Looking at Du Yu's swaying body, Yang Yi hurriedly ran to the stage to check Du Yu's situation, and transported the wood aura in his body to Du Yu's body. After Yang Yi's aura was transmitted to Du Yu's body, Du Yu's pale face had a hint of ruddyness. Mu Lei, who rushed to the side of the two, said: "Yang Yi, don't waste your spiritual power, let the teacher come." ”

When Mu Lei brought Du Yu to the rest area, an elder on the stage said: "Now that the top eight have been produced, the competition will start from time to time today, and lots will be drawn again to determine the order of the competition." For the rest of the time, let's recover our strength. ”