A bell rings, and the game officially begins. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A deacon elder floats above each ring, acting as the host and monitoring the game.

Six people flashed out of the three rings at the same time. Sun Erhu was meditating and pranayama next to the No. 3 ring. It seems that it is too early for him to play.

The magic weapons displayed by the six people on the stage are all swords, but they are different in color and style.

Each person's sword shimmered with different light, and the brightness varied.

By the brightness of the sword's flashing sword, you can basically judge the player's cultivation.

Sure enough, the first game ended in less than a quarter of an hour, with the winner coming out on the brighter side. At the beginning of the game, the difference in strength between the players was large, and there was nothing to look at. What attracts everyone's attention is the competition between those who are of equal strength.

In the second game, a pair of players who were both mid-stage condensate cultivators appeared in the middle ring. As soon as the two came on the field, they attracted most people's attention. They are all brothers in the same sect, they are more familiar with each other, and their cultivation is comparable, and what they compare is their magic combat power and even their experience against the enemy.

Of the two, one is middle-aged and the other is young, and they should belong to different peaks. As soon as he entered the field, it caused the shouts and cheers of the disciples of the two peaks, and before the two of them could compare swords, the disciples of the two peaks compared their voices first.

Yun Jing's gaze also shifted from the third ring to the second ring.

With the deacon's elder's 'start', the two of them shot almost at the same time, both of their swords were high-level magic weapons, and the middle-aged man used a crimson sword, the sword flickered like a flame. The young man wielded a sword of cold light, and when he slashed, white horses flashed in the air.

One is hot and one cold, which can be described as incompatible. The swords of the two collided in the air and exploded, producing wisps of water vapor. After a while, the fog in the ring was steaming, drowning the two figures.

The cheers under the ring were like a tsunami. Suddenly, a crimson sword more than two zhang long slashed into the air, and the same white cold sword more than two zhang long greeted the air. There was a series of explosions, and two figures floated out at the same time.

Yun Jing was shocked, the sword momentum of this Dan Sword Sect was really amazing, and it was not comparable to ordinary sword cultivation.

Suddenly, there was a loud shout in the ring, and a fire dragon rose into the air, biting towards the young man's side, and then a 'click' sound of the spiritual power shield shattering. At this moment, the air deacon elder stretched out his hand, grabbed the young man and threw him out of the ring.

The fire dragon flashed under the young man and circled around the ring, swallowing the mist on the ring.

The middle-aged man pointed at the fire dragon, and the fire dragon disappeared in an instant, turning into a talisman and falling from the sky.

It turned out that the middle-aged man suddenly threw out a talisman treasure in the middle of the battle, and crushed the young man in one fell swoop. When the elders of the deacons saw that the young people were doomed, they pleaded with them to save them from harm.

The middle-aged man rushed to the stage and hugged his fist, and this dragon and tiger fight finally ended.

Seeing that the competition was fierce, Yun Jing couldn't hold back his nervousness after all, quietly got off the observation platform, and came to Sun Erhu's side.

Sun Erhu is still meditating with his eyes closed. Jin Tianming saw Yun Jing coming, and nodded coldly at Yun Jing.

Yun Jing arched his hand at Jin Tianming and said softly: "Senior brother, when will the second tiger play?" ”

Jin Tianming said coldly: "Two more rounds!" ”

"Brother, why are you here?" Sun Erhu suddenly got up and asked.

"I'll cheer you on the stage!" Yun Jing said with a smile.

"Senior brothers, this is my brother, the disciple of the head of the Fashu Sect, and he has also come to cheer me on!" Sun Erhu suddenly shouted at the surrounding Sword Sect disciples.

As he shouted, the surrounding disciples looked at Yun Jing with envy, admiration, and curiosity. Sun Erhu was triumphant on the side.

Yun Jing hurriedly bowed his hand to the surrounding disciples, Jin Tianming snorted coldly and said: "Second Tiger, get ready, your first opponent, Yang Can of Sword Shanshan Peak, although he is only in the early stage of condensation, his combat power is not weak, you must not be careless!" ”

Sun Erhu put away his smug expression and responded: "Yes, senior brother!" ”

Yun Jing was about to say words of encouragement, when the two pairs of players on the stage decided the winner and left the ring. The elder above the ring shouted: "No. 12 Sun Erhu, No. 13 Yang Can, come to the stage!" ”

Sun Erhu answered, his body twisted, and he fell off the stage. And on the opposite side was also a slightly obese young man.

As soon as the young man came to the stage, he stared at Sun Erhu with a smile and said, "In Xia Yang Can, you are the foolish Sun Erhu who received the scrap iron sword?" ”

Sun Erhu said angrily: "You are a fool, your sword is a waste sword, and I don't look at you as fat as a pig, and you dare to be rampant!" ”

Yang Can was most taboo for others to scold him for being fat, and when he heard Sun Erhu scolding him for being as fat as a pig, he was angry, and with a wave of his hand, a golden sword slashed down at Sun Erhu's head.

Sun Erhu sneered, and when the sword was close, he suddenly waved his iron sword that was leaning forward, and the black sword was like a black cocktle spitting out a letter, and it broke the golden sword in a stretch and a contraction.

Yang Can was taken aback, he felt that his sword was like a mud cow entering the sea when Sun Erhu's iron sword slashed out, as if it had been swallowed by the iron sword.

As soon as he received the sword, he was about to sacrifice the second magic weapon, when Sun Erhu had already slashed out the second sword. The dark sword was like thunder, sweeping straight through Yang Can's door. Yang Can waved a shield in danger. As soon as the shield was swung, it was swept away by the sword of the iron sword.

The sword took advantage of the momentum and swept on Yang Can's spiritual power cover. Maybe it was the shield that played a certain role, and the sword only swept Yang Can's spiritual power cover shaking, but it was not broken. Rao is like this, and Yang Can's face suddenly turned pale.

In the flash of light, Sun Erhu's figure unfolded, appeared in front of Yang Can's eyes incredibly, and punched Yang Can's spiritual power cover.

There was a crisp click, and Yang Can's spiritual power shield broke, and his fist slammed into his face.

Yang Can flew out of the ring upside down, and when the disciples in the audience helped him up, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

Clean and neat, in less than a breath before and after, Sun Erhu defeated his opponent completely!

The disciples on Jianzhu Peak's side applauded loudly, and Yun Jing also applauded excitedly. Jin Tianming frowned.

When Sun Erhu got out of the ring and came to Jin Tianming's side, Jin Tianming frowned and asked, "Erhu, what kind of body technique did you use just now, it's so weird, it's not like my Dan Sword Sect body method!" ”

Sun Erhu scratched his head and said, "Senior brother, this is the body technique I only learned from my brother yesterday!" What do you think? Be surprised as soon as you come up! ”

Jin Tianming glanced at Yun Jing and said lightly: "Okay, okay, hurry up and rest!" The next competition is getting harder and harder! You can also practice this method more, it is a little useful! ”

Sun Erhu answered, and dragged Yun Jing to another ring to watch the game.

Most of the competitions on the first day were unremarkable, after all, there were few competitions for the same cultivation. Even some disciples in the early stage of condensation, who were unlucky, abstained from the opponent in the late stage of condensate at the beginning.

Yun Jing and Sun Erhu watched for a while, and in addition to cheering him for the disciples of the Sword Bamboo Peak Competition, they had lost interest in watching the competition any further.

When the two arrived at noon, they returned to Jianzhu Peak. Yun Jing continued to strengthen Sun Erhu's body training.

After the first day of competition, just half of the ten disciples of Jianzhu Peak participated in the competition, and Sun Erhu was the only early disciple of condensate among the five winners. Jin Tianming naturally praised Sun Erhu and reported the situation of the first day of the competition to Master Hong Sanfeng.

When Hong Sanfeng heard that Sun Erhu had won the first game, he was so happy that he gave Sun Erhu a defensive magic weapon - the silkworm vest. This silkworm vest is as thin as a cicada's wings, but it is invulnerable to fire and water, invulnerable, and can resist the attack of ordinary magic weapons.

Encouraged by Hong Sanfeng, Sun Erhu was even more arrogant, and couldn't help but feel a little fluttery.

Back in the cave, Sun Erhu showed off, but was reprimanded by Yun Jing, so he honestly listened to Yun Jing's analysis and arranged the next day's tactics.

On the second day, the number of contestants decreased by half, but the number of onlookers in the square did not decrease but increased, and even Danzong came over to watch the battle.

Sun Erhu was the seventh to appear.

This time, he was unfortunate enough to draw a late-stage condensate opponent, and the opponent was a peerless disciple of Jianshan Peak, and it was also the senior brother Yang Can whom he defeated in the first round, named Ding Boliang.

Before going on the field, Yun Jing whispered a few words in Sun Erhu's ear, and after Sun Erhu nodded, he floated to the field.

Na Ding Boliang was a man in his early thirties, and he was very strong. As soon as he saw Sun Erhu on the field, he said disdainfully: "I see that you are a simple boy, are you so lucky today!" ”

Sun Erhu didn't say anything, he didn't even have an iron sword, he just looked at him coldly.

Ding Boliang was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "If you don't use the sword, is it possible that you have to admit defeat?" ”

"Throw in the towel? Do you have to play the sword to win? Sun Erhu said half-seriously and half-teasingly.

As soon as these words came out, not only Ding Boliang, but also the disciples of Jianshan Peak were all flushed with anger, and some people shouted angrily and scolded:

"Arrogant boy, Senior Brother Ding teaches this boy a good lesson!"

"Senior Brother Ding beat this fool to his knees and begged for mercy!"

Ding Boliang sneered with a flushed face: "Good, good, good!" Boy, you dare to despise me! ”

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling sword slashed towards Sun Erhu.