July 17, noon. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sun is high in the sky, and the temperature is hot!

Under the No. 1 competition stage, it was already full of Liuyun Sect disciples. The scene was lively.

For this competition, many people came for Yang Qian. Although some time has passed since the battle between Yang Qian and Qin Yi, they still remember that thrilling battle.

They also want to see Yang Qian's demeanor.

This competition not only attracted ordinary disciples, but also the top ten disciples, who were also full of interest in this competition, and they all stood in the distance, quietly waiting for the competition to begin.

However, as noon approached, Yang Qian, the protagonist of this competition, did not arrive for a long time.

"It's almost time, why hasn't Yang Qian come yet?"

"The important people have to be the last to appear."

"That's right......"

……

Outside the competition venue, Yang Qian was sitting on the branch of a towering tree, drowsy.

When Yang Qian was about to fall asleep, he suddenly sneezed and almost fell off a branch, which frightened Yang Qian's back into a cold sweat.

Suddenly I didn't feel sleepy.

"It's almost time." Yang Qian looked up at the sky, stood up from the branch, and his figure flashed, and he fell to the ground.

Before Yang Qian had even stepped into the competition arena, a sharp-eyed disciple recognized him from a distance.

"Look, Yang Qian is here!" As soon as the disciple shouted, all the disciples who came to watch the battle looked in the direction of Yang Qian.

Suddenly receiving everyone's attention, Yang Qian was really a little uncomfortable.

With a long exhale, Fang took another step and walked in the direction of the test table.

When Yang Qian walked to the test platform, a disciple in charge of presiding over jumped on the test table and began to mobilize the atmosphere.

"The competition is about to start, are you looking forward to it?" The presiding disciple shouted loudly with enthusiasm.

"Looking forward to it!" The disciples responded enthusiastically.

In particular, some nymphomaniac female disciples couldn't help but scream in the crowd.

"A little more enthusiastic!" The presiding disciples were all about to jump.

As soon as the presiding disciple's voice fell, the scene became even more boiling, and all the disciples shouted, "Begin!" Let's get started! ”

"Okay, then let's invite the challenger, Senior Brother Gao Jianxiong to play!" The host said and gave Gao Jianxiong a look.

Gao Jianxiong understood, and landed on the test table with a vertical leap.

"Where's the cheers!" The moderator waved his arms high.

Suddenly, all the disciples began to cheer, calling Gao Jianxiong's name.

"Please be challenged, Yang Qian!"

Before the host's voice fell, the audience was boiling.

"Yang Qian! Yang Qian! Yang Qian! ……”

Under the cheers that almost exploded, he raised his toes and landed on the test table with a very light attitude.

"Are you ready for the competition?" The moderator asked.

Yang Qian and Gao Jianxiong hummed almost at the same time, and then nodded.

"Greetings on both sides!" The host stepped back, so that Yang Qian and Gao Jianxiong were face to face.

Both of them took a step forward and bowed.

"The competition begins!" After the two sides saluted, the host withdrew from the test platform, leaving only Yang Qian and Gao Jianxiong on both sides of the test table and looking at each other quietly.

The disciples of the Liuyun Sect who were watching the battle suddenly fell silent, and everyone held their breath and stared at the two people on the competition platform without blinking.

It was as if they were even more nervous than the two on stage.

In the distance, on the top of a large tree with lush foliage, two figures landed on it, swaying in the wind.

On the test platform, after Yang Qian and Gao Jianxiong looked at each other for a long time, Gao Jianxiong took a deep breath and said, "I heard that you defeated Yi Feng?" ”

"Nope." Yang Qian replied simply.

Yi Feng was not defeated, and certainly did not win.

Therefore, Yang Qian's negative answer can be regarded as true and honest.

Gao Jianxiong was obviously not satisfied with Yang Qian's answer, and only said: "I originally wanted to challenge Yi Feng, but I didn't want to, but it was you. However, I believe that you will only lose faster. ”

Yang Qian smiled slightly, not angry, and said, "It seems that you are very confident. ”

Yang Qian glanced at Gao Jianxiong, took a step forward, stretched out his palm, and made a starting movement.

"Let's do it." Yang Qian's voice fell, but he himself did not move.

Gao Jianxiong sneered.

For some reason, from the moment he heard the name Yang Qian, Gao Jianxiong had an inexplicable dislike for Yang Qian, and he couldn't even say why.

Now, seeing Yang Qian's expression of indifference, he was even more angry and angry, and said, "Don't think that if you are in the limelight in the sect a few times, you will be very powerful!" ”

After saying that, Gao Jianxiong's arm shook, and a long sword was held in his hand.

The tip of the sword connected the dots, and the sharp sword momentum went straight towards Yang Qian.

Originally, Yang Qian was still a little polite to Gao Jianxiong, but he felt that Gao Jianxiong was full of disgust for him, and Yang Qian's impression of Gao Jianxiong was immediately greatly reduced.

At that moment, Yang Qian snorted coldly, and he didn't even sacrifice the blue water dragon yuan.

Hand shadows flew, and lightning hands unleashed with lightning speed.

The long sword attacked, but Yang Qian did not dodge or dodge, only heard a loud sound, and Gao Jianxiong's long sword had been clamped by Yang Qian with two fingers.

"Your sword isn't fast enough." Yang Qian's eyes froze, and the two fingers holding the long sword shook suddenly. Gao Jianxiong only felt that he was holding the right hand of the long sword, and the tiger's mouth was shocked, and the long sword flew out of his hand.

Sudden changes, Gao Jianxiong was still immersed in shock, Yang Qian had already bullied him, his palm turned over, and he slapped Gao Jianxiong's chest.

Gao Jianxiong only felt a huge force coming from his chest, and he stepped back a few steps, and his body had just stood firm, when he was in shock, a cold light struck, directly approaching his neck.

Gao Jianxiong wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Yang Qian was holding the long sword in Fang Cai Gao Jianxiong's hand, which was already against his throat.

"You've lost." Yang Qian smiled faintly.

With a snap of his wrist, he threw his sword to the ground.

Sonor!

The blade of the sword was more than two inches into the ground.

All of this happened so fast. Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.

I don't know how long it took for someone to wake up from the shock and ask in disbelief, "Is this ...... That's it? ”

"Like, it's over."

"It's too fast."

"I didn't see it at all."

……

No one could believe that it was all over.

After all, Gao Jianxiong is also a master of the martial arts ninefold!

Although it has only been a breakthrough for a short time, it is still a martial artist Jiuju after all!

That's it, defeated in seconds?

If this is not a competition, it is equivalent to a spike!

Martial Artist Ninefold Kills Martial Artist Ninefold in Seconds, what is that concept?

If you can describe it with two words, you can't find any other more appropriate adjective!

The host is also blindsided, he has hosted so many competitions, and he has never seen a game that ends so quickly than the actual one.

Is Yang Qian too strong, or Gao Jianxiong too vegetable?

The host is also stupid and can't tell the difference.

After a long time, the host Fang walked up to the test platform like a dream and announced: "The competition is over, Yang Qiansheng!" ”

When the words fell, the audience was silent at first, and then there was thunderous applause and cheers......