"Naturally, it's the man in the green robe. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Le Chong said with a smile, "The white-robed disciple knew at a glance that he didn't have much actual combat experience, and I couldn't see that he was about to be defeated after a cup of tea." ”

At this time, as Le Chong said, there was a gap between the two disciples' true qi realm, and the white-robed man was stronger than the green-robed disciple, which could be seen from the fact that the two of them fought hard at the beginning, and the green-robed disciple would obviously retreat after the hard fight, while the white-robed disciple was blindly attacking, and a smile had already appeared on his face, presumably he would be able to win this time.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the blue-robed disciple suddenly changed his routine, and instead of fighting head-on, he found an opportunity on the side of the white-robed disciple, and he attacked again and again, leaving without the slightest intention of staying.

Seeing this, the white-robed disciple was furious, and he had a feeling that he couldn't use his strength, at this time, he still didn't hold back, and directly struck a blow, but unexpectedly hit in the empty space, and the gap was wide open, and the green-robed disciple seized the opportunity to take two steps forward, and a sword was against the throat of the white-robed disciple.

"Concession." The blue-robed disciple smiled and stood with his sword drawn.

"Damn it!" The white-robed disciple slapped the ground with hatred, and suddenly raised his sword and stabbed at the green-robed disciple.

"Stop!" The elder who was in charge of presiding over the competition between the two and was also the referee of the two shouted, and his figure appeared in front of the white-robed disciple in a flash, and slapped his long sword away, "What are you doing!" ”

"He's cheating!" The white-robed disciple pointed at the green-robed disciple and shouted, his face flushed and his tone was excited.

"People call this a rational use of routines! It's a fool's work to be as brutal as you are! Lose face! Get back! The elder also shouted.

The white-robed disciple was drunk and came back to his senses, Fang Cai was just really angry, but he was obviously a step above the other party's true qi but still lost, but at this time, when he calmed down and thought about his actions, he was suddenly terrified.

"Don't go back yet!" The elders saw that his face was cloudy but had no intention of leaving, and he was worried that he would do something excessive.

“… Be! Disciple retires! The white-robed disciple was excited and hurriedly withdrew from the sidelines.

"Yes, if you can skillfully use the routine to defeat an opponent whose strength is stronger than you, you can go back too." The Elder's attitude towards the Qingpao disciple was much better.

"Yes, Uncle Xie came to the rescue, and the disciple retired." The blue-robed disciple bowed and said.

"Next group, B twenty-one, right, C twenty!" After the man withdrew from the field, the elder shouted again.

Hearing the elder's words, two green-robed disciples suddenly stood up among the disciples, walked into the hall together, stood ten steps away from each other, and then bowed.

After the elder gave the order to start the competition, the two of them took a step back at the same time.

"Oh? What kind of routine is this? Le Chong was stunned.

"Interesting," Qi Yunhe said with a smile, "These must be two auxiliary cultivators, only after the competition of this type of cultivator starts, they will take the first step back and open up the distance." ”

Le Chong was interested when he heard this, he himself had never seen how the auxiliary cultivators were fighting, and besides, there were still both sides.

One of the disciples on both sides was short and thin, and his robe looked a little too fat when draped over his body, while the other was tall and strong, and he still had a big bald head.

When the two disciples saw each other's movements, they immediately knew about it, but they were still relatively relieved in the field, looking like no one was willing to make the first move. However, this circumambulation was half an hour, and during this period, there had been two groups of disciples on the other side of the field, which made the disciples on the other side of the field suddenly bored.

"Ahem." Seeing this, the elder was also a little impatient, and even urged the two of them with a hint.

When the bald disciple heard this, he immediately rushed forward with his sword and stabbed at the dwarf disciple without any fancy words.

"The wrist is weak, and it breaks when you touch it." Le Chong looked at the seemingly violent impact of the bald disciple and said. However, the reaction of the short disciple on the other side really made Le Chong's jaw drop.

The bald disciple rushed forward after hearing the sound, which seemed to be unexpected by the short disciple, and this time it seemed to suddenly disrupt its rhythm, only to see it hurriedly raise his sword to resist, but he could block a blow without saying anything, and he was stunned to make people repel a few steps, and almost fell to the ground.

"This level also comes to participate in the small competition?" Le Chong was dumbfounded.

"Le Chong, it's the first time you've met." Qu Haoqiong raised his head in the field.

"That's right." Le Chong looked at him when he heard this.

"This kind of is that they assist cultivators, they haven't even driven a car, and they are still small, laughing to death." Qu Haoqiong seemed to have a lot of contempt for the two of them.

"The type is different, after all..."Le Chong seemed to explain the meaning of the two of them.

"After all, what? After all, will they not be able to fight against the enemy in the future? Hiding behind other people's backs all your life? It's so whimsical. ”

Le Chong smiled when he heard this, and didn't say anything. In fact, what Qu Haoqiong said is not unreasonable, no matter what type of cultivator he is, there will always be a day when he will face the enemy directly, if he follows this kind of skill, he will not die in a face? Le Chong thought and looked into the middle of the field again.

The bald disciple didn't seem to be so stupid, and he knew that he had to step forward to chase after repelling the opponent, but how to start this second time, it seemed that he hadn't thought about it himself, but at this time, the short disciple had already come to his senses, and instead began to "storm" the bald disciple.

Seeing this, Le Chong suddenly lost interest, so he closed his eyes and rested.

The two of them did not "live up" to the high expectations of the disciples, and finally ended after the short disciple was stabbed in the arm by the bald disciple and shouted surrender.

The elder urged the two of them out of the field, and then shouted loudly: "A one hundred and thirty-one, yes, A ninety-eight!" ”

When all the disciples outside the arena heard the old man's voice, they all fell silent at the same time, and Le Chong also reopened his eyes when he heard this. At this time, all the disciples present, including Le Chong, knew that the numbers starting with "A" were all disciples who had been in the sect for a long time, so when they heard that it was a competition between two disciples with the first word A, the disciples in the field suddenly came to their senses.

Le Chong also looked at the middle of the field curiously, he also wanted to see what was different about this disciple who had been in the sect for a long time. Unexpectedly, at this time, not very close to him, a person stood up, and then heard Cui Minggap's shout.

"Yang Yu, come on."

"Yang Yu, if you lose the first game, we won't be able to spare you." Qu Haoqiong also shouted.

"Huh?" Le Chong turned his head in surprise, and was waving to a few of his people while walking towards the field who was not Yang Yu, "This is Yang Yushang?" ”

"It's a shame that everyone is still brothers," Cui Mingxuan teased, "I don't even know that Jia One Hundred and Thirty-One is Yang Yu." ”

"I was wrong." Le Chong smiled bitterly, "When you go back, you must remember everyone's numbers." ”

"That's right." Cui Mingjian said with a smile.

At this time, the two disciples who were going to compete all walked into the arena, one of them must be Yang Yu, and the other was also a handsome little face, and his body looked quite shapely.

"Mutang, Yuyang Yu, please give me advice." Yang Yu seemed to know this person.

"Mutang, Han Fangqi, please be merciful to Senior Brother Xu." Han Fangqi also smiled.

Le Chong was a little puzzled when he heard this, this Han Fang Qiyi was clearly a cultivator in the late stage of Voyeurism, and the realm of Yang Yu was in the middle stage of Voyeurism, so why did this person still let Yang Yu's subordinates show mercy.

However, when the referee elder shouted out that the competition had begun, Le Chong was already stunned, looking at this Han Fangqi's behavior, it was clear that he was an auxiliary cultivator!

After the referee gave the order in the field, Han Fangqi quickly retreated, and the speed was five steps away in an instant. However, Yang Yu could know a lot about himself, Senior Brother Han Fangqi Han, if he only divided the auxiliary cultivators in the Mutang according to the strength of the highland, the strength of this Senior Brother Han in front of him was definitely within the top ten.

And he has fought with him many times before, but he has lost more and won less, and every time he fails, he has been dragged down by his true qi, and he has to admit defeat because of his lack of stamina.

However, this competition was a small competition in the Mutang, and Yang Yu would never allow himself to lose to any auxiliary cultivator, so when the elder competition began to shout, his body had already shot forward like an arrow from the string.

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