Tie Zheng looked at the two people who had already begun to fight in the battle circle, Tie Han was almost in his early twenties, and at this time, the shot was still the most familiar to the people of the Six Clans, but when it was performed in Tie Han's hands, it was far from being comparable to those children in the agile period. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info every time you attack with your fists, elbows, knees and legs, you can see a faint white glow of spiritual power, which is a great advantage for the monks of the Yuan Transition Period, and the spiritual power is released with the attack, even if the body weapon does not directly hit the opponent, but the spiritual power released from the outside may make the opponent hurt.

And Tie Han's opponent Meng Du turned out to be even younger, Tie Zheng estimated that he might not be a few years older than Li Fengxuan, that is, about eighteen or nineteen, this age was not too big in the early stage of the ordinary Yuan Transformation Realm, and combined with the rumors that he was among the best in strength among the monks of the same level, it was not ordinary.

In the battle circle, Na Mengdu was extremely calm between his shots, his palms were coiled with white light, and he unhurriedly defused Tie Han's attacks one by one, and did not rush to attack, as if waiting for the opponent to launch a more violent attack.

"Tiger Roaring Fist!" Tie Han, who had been fruitless for a long time, suddenly shouted, his fist wind roared, carrying a fierce momentum, and smashed towards Mengdu like a raging storm, wanting to suppress his opponent. Unexpectedly, Mengdu was still defensive, and although he was bombarded by the furious fist and retreated a few steps, he still stood strong.

Seeing this, Elder Li on the side couldn't help but shake his head secretly, although this Tiehan is not weak, it is a step worse than Meng Du, and now the other party has not counterattacked, otherwise he will be defeated soon. Tie Zheng, who was also watching the battle, although he also felt that Tie Han was mostly invincible, but he didn't see Mengdu's attack, so he couldn't judge how powerful he was.

After another moment, Tie Han's offensive slowly weakened. A smile appeared on Mengdu's face, "Alright, it's time to finish, Meteor Fist!" ”

Mengdu's momentum suddenly rose, and dozens of white fist shadows burst out, heading straight for Tiehan.

Tie Han was shocked when he saw this, and swung his fist violently to meet it, but Mengdu's fist shadow was dense, and several "bang bang bang" sounded, and his body was hit several times, and he couldn't help but stumble back to the edge of the battle circle.

"Huh? Yes, take my punch again! Meng Du pressed forward, and dozens of fist shadows burst out in an instant.

Tie Han knew that he couldn't make a hard connection, so he turned around and was about to flash to the side, but unexpectedly, the punch was faster, and he was hit a few more punches with "bang bang bang", and he was directly blasted out of the red battle circle, and there was even a trace of blood between the corners of his mouth, obviously injured.

"Senior Brother Tie, concede!" Meng Du froze his body, clenched his fists with his two long arms, and smiled at Tiehan.

"Where, it's still Brother Meng's strength!" Tie Han is self-aware, but he is also convinced.

"In the first competition, Mengdu of the Star Picking Clan won!" Elder Li announced the results loudly.

"Ah! Brother Mengdu wins! The audience was a star-picking clan, and there was a cheer again. In the past ten days, the Star Picking Clan had lost more than one victory in the competition during the Agility Period, which made them extremely depressed in their hearts, and now, the first battle of the Yuan Transformation Realm had won a complete victory, which made them all breathe.

After Elder Li's comments, the second competition continued, and I don't know if the victory in the first battle of Mengdu greatly encouraged the people of the Star Picking Clan, and in the next few consecutive games, the two clans actually won and lost each other, and fought equally.

After watching a few games on the side, Tie Zheng probably had some understanding of Mengdu's strength, which was indeed much stronger than other Star Picking Clansmen, and the same Meteor Fist blasted out fifty or sixty fist shadows in Mengdu's hands, while others could only hit about thirty at most, it was really powerful, he sighed in his heart.

"In the eighteenth game, Meng Qing of the Star Picking Clan played against Li Fengxuan of the Six Clans!" Elder Li's voice rang out.

"Brother Fengxuan, come on!" Tie Zheng cheered Li Fengxuan up, he didn't expect Li Fengxuan to appear in front of him.

In the battle circle, Li Fengxuan was already sixteen years old, and the little boy who was originally clear and beautiful had become a handsome young man at this time, he waved his fist at Tie Zheng, "Brother Tie Zheng, don't worry, I will definitely win." At the same time, he looked at the tall Meng Qing opposite.

"You have a good talent, but the promotion time is definitely not long, this time is the competition between our two clans, for the sake of my clan's face, I won't keep my hands!" Meng Qing was about twenty-five or sixteen, stretched out his long arm and touched his smooth head and said.

"Okay, Senior Brother Meng, please!" Li Fengxuan also smiled.

"Star Interception Arm!" Meng Qing was no longer verbose, and after snorting, the muscles of the originally slender arms squirmed rapidly, and they became thicker quickly, and the whole arm was covered with a layer of white, which looked full of explosive power. The long fist smashed into Li Fengxuan on the opposite side, unlike the other star-picking clansmen who appeared before, Meng Qing completely took a fierce offensive path.

"A Thousand Silk Hands!" Li Fengxuan saw that the opponent was going to fight quickly, and the violent fist wind was coming, his eyes were also solemn, and his palms circled to use his best move.

The spiritual power brought out by the palm wind made the surrounding air seem to be viscous, and Meng Qing's offensive was weakened a lot, which surprised Meng Qing, he underestimated this young man too much, and in addition to being vigilant in his heart, he was even more fist howling, speeding up the rhythm of the attack.

The two of them attacked and defended, and after hundreds of rounds of fighting, they still didn't win or lose, which made Meng Qing anxious, and he no longer had the confidence he had before, and under the repeated fierce attacks, the spiritual power was consumed greatly, on the other hand, although Li Fengxuan's face was also slightly red, he still held the palm of the chain without the slightest relaxation, could he not even take this young man, Meng Qing was thinking about whether to change his tactics.

"Cangfeng Jue!" Li Fengxuan saw that the opponent's offensive was slowing down slightly, so he immediately changed his moves, and his spiritual power surged wildly, and his palms and fingers changed, and he attacked Meng Qing again and again with great speed.

Meng Qing was caught off guard, and was forced to retreat again and again, bang, his right shoulder was slapped by Li Fengxuan's palm, and his tall body suddenly flew out upside down, falling directly outside the battle circle.

Meng Qing looked at his feet in disbelief, and at this time he realized that although this young man's cultivation time was short and his strength was weak, the exercises he had learned were extremely powerful, "I lost!" He had to admit.

"Brother Meng, it's me who is cheating!" Li Fengxuan smiled shyly.

Elder Li looked at his outstanding junior, extremely satisfied, but calmly announced, "In the eighteenth game of the first round, Li Fengxuan of the Six Clans won!" Then he commented on the battle between the two in detail, and focused on Li Fengxuan's lack of precipitation, and he barely saw Meng Qing's flaws before forcing the opponent out of the battle circle, otherwise this battle would be lost. And Li Fengxuan also accepted this calmly, because what Elder Li said was indeed true.

"Let's go to the nineteenth game of the first round, and the Star Picking Clan Monto will play against the Six Clans Tie Zheng." Elder Li waited for the two of them to retreat and continued.

Tie Zheng stood in the battle circle, looking at the thin and long-armed young man in his twenties opposite, his eyes were full of heat, Li Fengxuan had already won his own competition just now, he must not lose to him, otherwise he would not be able to raise his head in front of Brother Fengxuan in the future. "Brother Tie Zheng, you can't lose!" At this time, Li Fengxuan's giggle happened to be heard behind him.

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