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On the side of the ring, the figure of the red lion appeared, the red golden flames on the surface of his body dissipated, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and a deep scar on his chest surged out.

His face was extremely pale, and he shook his whole body, and half-knelt on the ground, holding the golden spear in his hand to keep himself from falling.

On the other side of the ring, the blood light on Fang Hui's body also dissipated, and the black helmet on his head "clicked" and shattered, revealing an evil young man's face with a burn scar on his eyes and cheeks.

He slung the blood-colored broad-backed greatsword to his shoulder, and slowly turned to look at the red lion.

"You have good strength, if you challenge others, you may have some opportunities, but unfortunately, you chose me. Fang Hui said coldly.

The corners of Chiyizi's mouth moved, and nothing came out.

"Fang Hui wins, the red lion challenge fails!" In mid-air, the red-eyed youth announced the result and waved his hand to open the ban on the ring.

Fang turned around, flew back to the far right side of the ring, and returned to his original position.

Two green-robed figures immediately flew up under the ring, one left and one right, and took the seriously injured Chiyizi down.

There was a buzz under the ring, all of them were amazed at the strong strength displayed by the superior disciples.

The defeat of the first battle of the Red Lion made the challengers very weak, and no one dared to play again after looking at each other for a while.

The red-eyebrowed young man's eyes moved, and he was about to take out the hourglass again.

At this moment, a figure blossomed, and a cyan figure appeared in the ring.

"In the next green and long sky, challenge Senior Brother Tang Chengquan, who is ranked ninety-fifth. But it was Qing Changtian who stepped into the ring.

Shi Mu's eyes flashed, Qing Changtian's body was weird, and his strength was much higher than that of Chiyizi, ranking twenty-seventh among the one hundred and eight of them, I don't know what the result was.

A bald young man with a golden copper ring on his wrist flew into the ring, his eyes looking at Qing Changtian.

"Tsk, challenge me, you're still a little too tender!" Tang Chengquan, the copper-ringed young man, shook his head and sneered.

"Please!" Qing Changtian put away his usual smile and said coldly.

"The competition begins!" the red-eyebrow youth announced as he activated the protective ban in the ring.

As soon as the words fell, Qing Changtian's figure blurred for a while, and suddenly disappeared from the stage.

The next moment, his figure suddenly appeared behind Tang Cheng's body, and a willow leaf short knife in his hand stabbed the opponent's back.

The speed is so fast, and the electric flint is not enough to describe it, which makes many people in the audience stunned!

Tang Chengquan didn't seem to have time to react at all, and stood in place stunned.

Qing Changtian's face was happy, and the willow leaf short knife in his hand shone brightly, and a cold glow like flowing water appeared on the blade, stabbing fiercely on the back of the copper-ringed youth.

A muffled "bang" sounded!

Qing Changtian's face changed, and the willow leaf short knife in his hand was like a diamond stabbed, and he couldn't pierce it at all.

At this moment, Tang Cheng's whole arm moved, turned into an afterimage, and hit Qing Changtian's chest.

"Not good!"

Qing Changtian's face changed, and under his feet, his body dodged to the side with great speed.

"Bang"!

Qing Changtian's body flew out, rolling in mid-air before landing, his body staggered for a while, and a blood mark flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Although he tried his best to dodge just now, due to the close distance and Tang Chengquan's speed was not slow, he couldn't completely dodge, and he was still rubbed a little and suffered some minor injuries.

Qing Changtian wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, looked at the copper-ringed youth, and his eyes became a lot more solemn.

Tang Chengquan's body had changed greatly at this moment, and a layer of bright golden light appeared on his body, condensing into a set of golden transparent battle armor.

The armor consisted of patches of golden armor that covered every part of the man's body, including a golden helmet on his head.

A golden dragon pattern appeared on each leaf, shining with bursts of golden light, like countless golden dragons swimming slowly, exuding an unstoppable majesty, standing proudly.

"It turns out that the cultivation is the Dragon Pattern Golden Armor Technique! Although this technique is only a ground-level defense secret technique, it needs to be integrated into the dragon blood to refine the flesh body when cultivating, and the difficulty level is not below some heavenly secret techniques at all. Looking at this majesty, it is rare to have cultivated to the realm of Dacheng. On the high platform, the white-bearded old man spoke.

The blue-shirted middle-aged man on the side nodded and said:

"The defensive power of this technique is indeed good, if that Qing Changtian can't burst out with the strength beyond the early stage of the Heavenly Position, I'm afraid it won't be able to break through this dragon pattern golden armor at all. ”

On the ring, Qing Changtian's face was pale, and his eyes were staring at the dragon pattern armor on Tang Cheng's body, as if he was thinking about how to crack it.

"Senior Brother Qing, now it's my turn!" Tang Chengquan looked at Qing Changtian and grinned.

As soon as the word "bar" fell, his whole person had already turned into a dazzling golden light, and he rushed towards Qing Changtian, extremely fast.

Qing Changtian's eyes flickered, with a long roar, his figure flickered, turning into an afterimage, and the wind blew willow catkins like a willow catkins to avoid the opponent's attack.

Tang Chengquan's face turned cold, his feet suddenly stepped on the ground, his body turned around, and he continued to rush towards Qing Changtian.

Although his speed is fast, his body style is weird, and he is obviously far inferior to Qing Changtian, and he has been easily dodged by Qing Changtian several times in a row.

"This Qing Changtian body method is good, almost as good as some thousand-year-old disciples. On the high platform, the blue-robed middle-aged man nodded, his words with approval.

"Although this son has speed, but it is not enough to break through the opponent's dragon pattern golden armor, in the end, it is still more than lose and win less. The white-bearded old man shook his head and said.

As soon as the two finished speaking, the situation in the ring suddenly changed.

Tang Chengquan, a young man with a copper ring, attacked several times to no avail, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly turned his hand and took off the golden ring on his arm, and there were words in his mouth.

The ring suddenly emitted a burst of blinding golden light, and the next moment it disappeared from its grasp.

Seeing this, Qing Changtian secretly said "not good", his body shook, and his body turned into an afterimage.

The afterimage flickered, and suddenly changed from one to three, flying away in different directions.

Tang Chengquan showed a sneer on his face, and the spell in his mouth stopped, and he waved it with one hand.

The afterimage on the left flashed with golden light, and the golden ring suddenly appeared, covering the afterimage.

Thump!

Qing Changtian's figure appeared, turned over and fell to the ground, his body was trapped by the golden ring, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

At the same time, the other two afterimages also dissipated, turning into nothingness.

As soon as the figure broke, Tang Chengquan appeared in front of Qing Changtian, and an extra golden dagger appeared in his hand, pointed at Qing Changtian's throat, and said:

"How's it going, are you still fighting?"

Qing Changtian sighed and said, "I lost." ”

Tang Chengquan smiled at this time, and the dragon pattern armor on his body flashed into his body, and at the same time, the golden ring also flew down from Qing Changtian's body and fell into the hands of the copper-ringed youth.

"Qing Changtian failed in the challenge, the winner is Tang Chengquan!" The red-eyed youth in mid-air announced the result.

There was an uproar under the ring.

"Even Qing Changtian has been defeated, the strength of the superior disciple is so terrifying!"

"These old disciples are not fuel-efficient lamps, how can they win so easily! It seems that no one will be able to challenge successfully this year. ”

On the platform, the other challengers looked at each other, and the Wu brothers, Jiang Shuishui and others, who had not yet made a move, did not look very good-looking, and their hearts were filled with retreat.

Qing Changtian was already the best among them, and in the introductory trial, he was already ranked second, second only to Zhao Jian, who was ranked first, and he was only challenging the lower-ranked disciples, and he was so defeated.

"Hehe, if you want to challenge us with only such a little strength, it's too self-defeating. The strength of this session is much inferior to that of the previous one. In the crowd of disciples on the opposite side, a curly-haired young man ranked ninth said coldly, with a sneering look on his face.

The few people beside the curly-haired young man also let out a burst of sneering, and the eyes that looked at the opposite side were full of disdain, even the people who were originally a little vigilant were far less solemn than before at this moment.

On the nearby high platform, the people, including the three Dharma Protectors, all had silent expressions, and they did not say anything to stop the situation below, as if they intended to condone the contradictions between the disciples.

The faces of the challengers showed anger, but when they thought of the results just now, they couldn't help but feel a little deflated, and some people who were originally full of ambition also showed hesitation and struggle in their eyes.

Shi Mu glanced at the curly-haired young man, and then his gaze fell on the Qinglan Tablet again, and found that the curly-haired young man's name was Shangguan Xin.

He looked at the man next to him and shook his head slightly.

The defeat of Chi Ni Zi and Qing Changtian in the two competitions just now is understandable, Chi Nizi's fighting style is very problematic, and Qing Changtian is luck is too bad, and the challenger just restrains him, in fact, according to his observation, the upper disciple is not as powerful as these challengers think.

"Zhao is not talented, and he wants to challenge Senior Brother Shangguan. A voice suddenly sounded, but it was Zhao Ji.

He shook his body and landed in the ring.

There was a lot of discussion near the ring, you must know that this Shangguan Xin is ranked ninth among the upper disciples, and his strength is far above Fang Hui and Tang Chengquan just now.

Shangguan Xin's face sank, his body shook, and he flew and landed in the ring.

"Well, you dare to challenge me, it's not a small courage. I don't care if you have cultivated the Nine Turns Xuangong or not, those who dare to challenge me have always had only one way to die. A sinister smile flashed in Shangguan Xin's eyes, and he said coldly.

Zhao Ji didn't seem to hear the other party's words, and just looked at Shangguan Xin expressionlessly.

Ten years ago, Zhao Ji, the first introductory disciple and now the first place in the knockout round, threatened to challenge Shangguan Xin, and the gambling game immediately set off a frenzy and placed bets one after another.

Shi Mu found that the odds of the two were unexpectedly quite similar through spiritual powers.

At this moment, in the ring, Zhao Ji and Shangguan Xin have already begun to fight fiercely.

The black light flashed in Shangguan Xin's hand, and two more black sledgehammers appeared, exuding amazing aura fluctuations, and they were a pair of top-grade spiritual weapons.

It seemed to be mixed with something special, exuding an extremely fierce aura.

He had words in his mouth, and the two black sledgehammers shone brightly, and they swelled a lot in a flash, and then he let out a low cry in his mouth, and with a wave of his arm, the two sledgehammers swung like flying, turning into two black hurricanes, and smashing down on Zhao Ji's head. (To be continued.) )