The competition below is not a disciple of a powerful sect, only one disciple of the Biyun Sect, who cultivated to the peak of the Martial Sect, easily defeated the opponent, and in the other rings, although the battle of the disciples of the Biyun Sect ended quickly, it did not take long to solve their respective opponents.

Originally, Long Zun was still surprised to see the first batch of opponents who entered the ring to finish so quickly, but then he figured out that the reason why it ended so quickly was entirely because the strength of one side was high and the strength of the other side was too low.

The first batch of dozens of people who stepped into the ring, Long Zun noticed that only a dozen people returned to the stands, and the rest of the people must have been sent out without asking.

As soon as the first batch of people who entered the ring ended, the second group of dozens of people was thrown into the ring again, and it was over quickly.

It wasn't until the third batch that Chen Hong of the Heavenly Star Sect stepped into the ring, and his opponent was a disciple of a first-class sect, and his strength was only in the middle of the Martial Sect realm.

"It's a pity, if you don't meet Chen Hong of the Heavenly Star Sect, Senior Brother Ran might have a chance to enter the next round of competition. A young man not far from Long Zun said.

Long Zun turned his head to look over and found that the clothes on the other party were almost the same as those worn by Chen Hong's opponent in the ring, but the waists of the two people were different.

The young man who spoke in the stands had a silver belt around his waist, and the person in the ring who was called Senior Brother Ran was a copper belt, it could be seen that the person in the stands had a higher status than that Senior Brother Ran, and the other party was also a Martial Monarch Realm, and Senior Brother Ran in the ring was just a Martial Sect Realm.

Chen Hong faced the cultivator in the middle stage of the Martial Sect, the gap between the two people could be said to be very large, and before Chen Hong could make a move, the other party had already taken the initiative to admit defeat, and Chen Hong did not force it too much, did not make a move, and let the opponent be teleported out of the ring.

But from this competition, if people who don't know, how much will think that Chen Hong has bearing, but after the ghost forest, almost everyone knows about Chen Hong's selfishness, betraying others to give them a chance to escape, no matter how generous they show to such a person, they can't cover up what happened in the ghost forest.

After the third batch was over, the fourth batch came to the ring, and Long Zun spontaneously noticed that the number plate in his hand flashed white, and he appeared in the ring.

Standing in the ring, Long Zun was holding a black stick in his hand, which was the appearance of his bloodless spear after the tip of the gun was removed, and the number plate that should have been in his hand was not there, it should have been left in the stands.

Long Zun glanced at his opponent, he was no stranger, he was actually a mid-stage martial arts cultivator of the Immortal Sect.

The gap between the two people can be regarded as huge, of course, this is not the state of Long Zun's injury, if it is still the state of yesterday's injury, even if Long Zun can win this game, I am afraid that the injury will be aggravated, so that it is likely to lose the next round.

However, fortunately, he broke through the realm of Wuzong at night and reached the realm of the early stage of Wujun, and his strength was already comparable to the level of the late stage of Wujun.

"Haha, it seems that I am really lucky, I met an extreme martial arts sect in the first game, and it is okay, as long as I defeat you, I will naturally make a name for myself in this big competition. The Immortal Retention Sect disciple laughed.

Although he said defeat, what Long Zun saw from the other party's eyes was killing intent, obviously the other party came with killing intent, if it wasn't for his recovery, maybe he might really be able to be succeeded by the other party.

"Less nonsense, let's shoot. Long Zun held the stick in one hand, faced it directly, and said lightly, "Even if I am seriously injured, it is not something that you, a person in the middle of the Martial Sect, can defeat." ”

Long Zun concealed the fact that he had recovered from his injuries, and he wanted to see who wanted to kill him in the ring fight.

"I don't know what is dead or alive, since I am looking for death, then I am no wonder. As he spoke, the disciple of the Immortal Liuzong raised his hand and slapped it towards Long Zun, the palm wind was whistling, and the palm was strong, and he only slapped Long Zun's face in an instant.

In Long Zun's eyes, this palm is not very fast, even the power is not very good, and the slightest threat cannot be brought in, but Long Zun also knows that the other party's palm is just a temptation, and the killing move is still behind.

Immediately, he saw Long Zun raise the stick in his hand, which happened to block the path of the palm of the disciple of the Immortal Liuzong.

Bang...... The stick was slapped with the strength of the palm, and Long Zun took four or five steps backwards in succession, with an abnormal flush on his face, and the opponent's Immortal Retention Sect disciple just shook his body and stabilized.

"Haha, it seems that the injury was not light yesterday, and I can't even catch such a palm, but it's okay, so the credit is mine. With that, the other party suddenly rushed over and went straight to Long Zun.

Long Zun took a step back in a flash, his body turned sideways to the side and directly dodged the opponent's palm, and then the stick in his hand poked forward and poked at the foot of the disciple of the Immortal Sect.

Although the stick looks very black and ordinary, but the material is made of cold iron all over the body, and the original weight is a thousand catties, so poking it down, the disciple of the Immortal Liuzong feels that his entire soles have fallen off, and a tearing pain keeps hitting the nerves.

Under the pain, the disciple of the Immortal Liuzong couldn't help but pause, but the upper body should be the inertia of the body to rush forward, taking advantage of this opportunity The iron rod in Long Zun's hand pressed down, directly on the opponent's back, making the disciple of the Immortal Sect involuntarily stumble, and the whole person fell to the ground.

This is not the end, Long Zun raised the stick in his hand and smashed it towards the head of the Immortal Retention Sect, and when he was about to hit it, the disciple of the Immortal Retention Sect on the ground suddenly disappeared.

Long Zun knew that the other party was teleported out, so he put away the wooden stick and continued to move the crutches by his side.

Many people in the stands who were paying attention to Long Zun saw this scene, and Chen Li of Biyun Sect hooked the corners of his mouth and sneered: "I didn't expect that he actually had a good weapon in his hand." ”

"Senior brother is right, if he didn't have that stick, I'm afraid he would lose this competition, and maybe he might die in the ring. Another Biyun Sect disciple on the side said.

"Well, keep watching! I'm afraid the next game won't be so lucky. Chen Li said lightly.

"It's really a bad luck!" a disciple of the Sun Moon Sect looked at Long Zun coldly.

"Don't worry, senior brother, it seems that there is nothing wrong with his injury not getting better, as long as he encounters an opponent who restrains the stick in his hand in the next round of the competition, the competition will definitely be lost. A Ruyue on the side called the disciple and said.

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