"This disciple of the Pure Yang Sect is in trouble now, and his opponent is not easy to deal with. Li Xuan looked at the two young men in the No. 8 ring, he didn't expect that the kid who had only transformed into the mortal realm more than half a year ago would be the same as his own cultivation so quickly.

The disciple of the Pure Yang Sect was frustrated, and his heart was much more comfortable, not to mention that the matter of his broken arm that day was inseparable from the child in front of him, and he glanced at Xue Chen with some schadenfreude.

Xue Chen didn't bother to respond.

In the preparation area, Ren Qingfeng gloated and said to Yingjia: "Space ability, this disciple of the Feiyun Sect is really not simple, you Pure Yang Sect is afraid that you will lose this time!"

"I believe in my disciples! Even if you really lose, it doesn't matter, after all, you have already won four games today, unlike some sects that have been wiped out in five games, and you will definitely not be able to promote to a one-star sect, maybe you won't play tomorrow!"

Yingjia smiled slightly, and did not let go in her words, but although she looked relaxed and didn't care, her eyes were locked tightly on the ring, and she was a little worried.

The two of you in the ring went back and forth, and after a while, more than a dozen rounds passed, Jia Ren was a little out of breath, although Lu Hang had cultivated the super god-level heart method, and the vitality stored in the meridians was more abundant than Jia Ren, but he couldn't stand the other party's subway beads thrown over from time to time, but every time he couldn't see the route of the iron beads, he couldn't block it, he could only ignore it and let the beads smash, so at this time, Lu Hang was much more embarrassed than Jia Ren.

"Genius?" Jia Ren said contemptuously: "My ambition is to use a genius like you to pave the way!"

Lu Hang didn't think much about it, he just thought that the other party wanted to become a genius among geniuses, so he wanted to step on himself to make a name for himself, until one day many years later, when the fog was lifted layer by layer, he didn't know how many bones were buried behind this sentence.

As soon as the words fell, the two fought again, Lu Hang warned himself in his heart that he must be calm, and Lu Hang, who had calmed down, found that there seemed to be something about to come out of his heart, and that feeling was very wonderful, like a seed in his heart that was about to break out of his shell.

Jia Ren pounced violently, the speed was amazingly fast, Lu Hang did not panic, the long sword shook, and the sword technique was unleashed.

"Brush!"

A sword stabbed out, but two cold lights burst out, one of which was the sword body, and the other was golden energy.

"Sword Qi!" the referee couldn't help but exclaim.

Sword Qi is the symbol of a swordsman, just like a swordsman must have sword qi, it is extremely sharp and powerful.

For martial artists who practice swordsmanship, sword qi, sword mang, and sword heart are all lifelong pursuits, each of the three is more powerful than the other, but cultivation is also extremely difficult, and some swordsmen will not be able to realize the Tao in their lifetime.

This guy is young, but he broke out and comprehended the sword qi in the battle!

"Damn, what do I see?"

"How is this possible! This must not be true!"

"Is this guy really human?"

The audience sighed in their hearts, the disciples of the Pure Yang Sect really didn't have a simple one!

"Sword Qi?!" Lu Hang temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, his eyes stared at Jia Ren firmly and brightly, he had been suppressed and beaten for so long, and now it was my turn.

Although Lu Hang's sword qi has not yet fully mastered the doorway, and for the time being, he can only send out a sword qi with one blow, but against Jia Ren, one sword qi is enough.

After a few moves, Jia Ren had to admit defeat and was defeated by Lu Hang.

"Ring No. 8, Pure Yang Zongsheng!" the referee shouted.

The corners of the mouths of many warriors twitched.

At first, they all thought that the Pure Yang Sect was coming with a group of boy scouts to play around.

After Han Xue'er, that little girl defeated the big fat man who was four or five times the tonnage, and then Niu boldly destroyed the legs of the Qingfeng Sect disciple with a single sword, and overwhelmed the Qingfeng Sect elder. They have gradually changed their contempt for the Boy Scouts, and they feel that the Pure Yang Sect's ability to pick up leaks is still quite powerful, and they have actually recruited disciples for two days.

Generally, the first two powerful disciples appeared, and the strength of the later ones should be weaker, as long as tomorrow's Elder Sect Master Tournament is lucky, and if you win a few more games, you may really be able to list one star.

But unexpectedly, the Pure Yang Sect broke out completely.

Except for the little black face who didn't look like anything outstanding, the other four disciples were more eccentric than the other, and their strength was too strong!

Especially in the last game, the fight was particularly exciting, not only did two peerless geniuses appear, but even the extremely rare spatial attributes came out, I thought that the Pure Yang Sect would have to lose once this time, and the disciples of the people could even realize the sword qi on the spot!

People are more angry than people!

That Jia Ren of the Feiyun Sect has the second-order strength of the Open Pulse.

This kind of strength contestant is definitely a unique champion in the previous sect competitions, and even those elder sect masters who are going to compete tomorrow are weaker than him.

Even the city lord of Qingshan City is said to have only opened the second order.

"What kind of means does the Pure Yang Sect have to make the disciples so powerful!"

"This is amazing, this is called perverted!"

"Yes, there are two disciples of the Light Open Pulse Realm, and they are only ten years old, it's incredible!"

"The Pure Yang Sect will definitely be able to enter the one-star sect!" many viewers judged.

If you win five games in one day, you won't be able to win one game tomorrow!

Therefore, the Pure Yang Sect will be a one-star sect after tomorrow, and many martial artists are excited, and they also want their children to try it in the Pure Yang Sect, in case they are also cultivated into little geniuses!!

The mentality of many sects participating in the competition this time has collapsed, especially the Qingfeng Sect, as long as there are no major changes in the Pure Yang Sect, it is foreseeable that after this competition, the enrollment of the Pure Yang Sect will be crowded, and their own sect will definitely have many fewer new disciples than in previous years.

Nie Feng was completely determined to send his own pair of children to the Pure Yang Sect.

The first day of the game was all over, the city lord Li Xuan was really not in a beautiful mood, he left without saying anything with a straight face, Xue Chen had never been interested in the superficial kung fu of speaking in front of everyone, and simply said, "Today's game is over, everyone is dispersed" and walked towards Yingjia and the others in the preparation area.

Xue Chen, Zhao Yu, and many family patriarchs who had a relationship with each other at the wedding banquet that day gathered on the side of the Pure Yang Sect, which made the other sects look envious and leave the scene gloomily.

"Brother Ying, today your Pure Yang Sect is shining, why don't I be the master and ask you to celebrate together?"

Nie Feng immediately smiled when he heard this: "Inspector Xue's idea is good, I wonder if we can have a good time together?"

Xue Chen looked at the group of people who came behind him, nodded with satisfaction in his heart, and said with a hearty smile: "Yes! Yes! What can't you do! Everyone is lively together!"

Forced by everyone's enthusiasm, Yingjia didn't want to ruin everyone's interest, others can come over to talk, because they can afford themselves, whether they can afford their own strength or something else, at least it means that others want to be good friends with him.