In the main hall, there was a lot of noise, especially the No. 3 ring, even if there were no disciples on the stage to fight, it was already full of all kinds of disciples. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The decisive battle was close to noon, and there were only two hours left before the decisive battle.

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After waking up from his cultivation state, after Wang Peng washed up, he headed for the main hall, he wanted to get there earlier, after all, it was his first time to participate in the ring battle, and he was not familiar with everything.

When Wang Peng walked out of the valley, a woman in green clothes, carrying a spirit sword, slowly walked to the front of the ring, glanced around, and did not see Wang Peng, she found a seat and sat down, waiting for his arrival.

This woman looks about twenty years old, her appearance is not beautiful, her complexion is wheat yellow, her face seems to have no expression, under the background of Tsing Yi, like a lotus leaf, unmoved by foreign objects.

"Zhao Luo is her, and the person who challenged Senior Brother Wang Peng first is her!" Soon after she sat down, the eyes of a disciple fell on her.

She seemed to want a quiet environment, and her brows furrowed slightly as many of the disciples looked at her and made a noise.

In fact, there are not many people who really know her, because she is in retreat many times, or goes out on missions, and rarely communicates with outsiders, as if she lives in her own world, and hardly says a word, so some disciples give her the nickname "Dumb Girl".

Even the other female disciples had a hard time talking to her, and it seemed that for her, in addition to cultivation, there was still only cultivation. It's like I'm under a spell.

Over the years, her points have been slowly increasing, but she rarely makes a move in the sect, so many old disciples don't know much about her.

But in general, there are more people who support Wang Peng.

Even at this moment, many good deeds have opened gambling houses on the side, instigating some disciples to bet.

This wait did not last long, as Wang Peng entered this ring, almost all the disciples here cheered, deafening, so that Wang Peng was a little uncomfortable.

Although he felt that he was confident against Zhao Luo, he would still go all out despite him and not give Zhao Luo a chance to fight back.

Thinking like this in his heart, Wang Peng walked to a position opposite Zhao Luo step by step and sat down.

However, when Wang Peng looked at her, she didn't look at Wang Peng, as if she was in a daze again, but the last one or two reminded: "I'm afraid it won't go well if you want to win this time." ”

The last page just says this, and doesn't go on to the back, but the reminder is very obvious.

Wang Peng frowned slightly, and the contempt in his heart was completely reined.

On the way here, he had already inquired about Zhao Luo, although he was only a core disciple, but among the core disciples, he was most likely to become a member of the true disciples, but he rarely made a move, and he didn't seem to want to appear in front of others too much, so he didn't make any earth-shattering things, and he has been in the middle and upper reaches of the disciples of the Holy Land.

Moreover, that was what they knew about Zhao Luo a few years ago, and he seemed to have kicked the iron plate this time.

Minutes and seconds passed.

When there were still about ten minutes before the decisive battle, an old man dressed as an elder slowly stepped into the ring.

"Elder Lei, I didn't expect the two of them to fight, and there would be an elder to witness it. The other disciples are just deacons, or disciples of higher rank. ”

"It seems that the duel between the two of them has attracted the attention of the Holy Lord, and it would be nice if I could also get their attention." A disciple envied the Dao.

"Those who can be like the Holy Lord and the Elders' eyes must at least be core disciples, and you and I are just formal disciples now. It's still a long way from their treatment. Next to the disciple who had spoken before, it seemed to be his friend, and he also spoke.

"Can you leave me a memory?"

These disciples were talking lively, and the elder standing in the ring coughed dryly, and the disciples in the audience immediately understood, gradually closed their mouths, and no longer made any changes.

"Today is the day when Wang Peng, who is ranked 10,000 on the disciple list, takes the initiative to challenge Zhao Luo, who ranks 5,000 on the disciple list, if Wang Peng wins, he will replace Zhao Luo's ranking and get some of her points, if Wang Peng's challenge fails, some points will be deducted, and within one month, he can't challenge Zhao Luo again." After glancing at the crowd, the elder spoke slowly.

As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at Wang Peng and Zhao Luo.

Wang Peng smiled at him, but Zhao Luo was still expressionless, as if the muscles in his face had hardened, but Wang Peng keenly felt that the spirit sword behind her trembled slightly.

"The rules of the duel are also very simple, one side admits defeat or is knocked out of the ring, and the duel does not allow the behavior of still shooting after the number of people, and the behavior of killing hands is not allowed......" The elder explained the rules roughly.

Wang Peng listened carefully, after all, it was the first time for him to participate in such a duel, and Zhao Luo didn't look simple, which made him a lot more serious and cautious.

"Alright, now the two of you are invited!" The next moment, the elder glanced at Wang Peng and Zhao Luo respectively and said.

Hearing this, Wang Peng took a deep breath, then jumped up suddenly, and after several turns in the air, he landed firmly in the ring.

In the process, he only used the strength of his body, and did not use the slightest spiritual energy.

This immediately drew a cheer from supporters in the audience.

And Zhao Luo's way of coming to the stage was also very extraordinary, almost as soon as the sword light flashed, her figure rushed from the seat to the ring.

"If there is no problem, then the duel begins!" After glancing at the two of them again, the elder asked slowly.

As his words fell, his body looked like electricity, and he immediately appeared under the ring, quietly looking at the two people on the stage.

"Wang Peng."

"Zhao Luo."

According to the etiquette of the duel, the two saluted each other and exchanged names, and the duel officially began.

At this moment, the disciples in the audience were very excited, everyone's eyes converged there, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Peng took the lead.

Although he does not have a lot of actual combat experience, he knows the truth that the first strike is stronger, if he can force the opponent down at the beginning, then the advantage will continue to expand, and gradually turn into victory.

He had two purposes in dueling, one was to improve his ranking, and the other was to train himself, so he didn't have the idea of using the Kunpeng True Fist to end the fight immediately.

He wants his own to use his usual strength to duel with this Zhao Luo, who doesn't know the depth of his strength, so that even if he loses, he will gain something.