"Look, it's on. The www.biquge.info King Kong Venerable, who had recovered, was startled at this time, and shouted, "Look, Dabi begins, hahaha, that bald head is my second disciple Duan Shanhe!" ”

"In the lower King Kong Gate section of the mountains and rivers, please give me advice!"

On the martial arts field, the disciples of various factions on the stage began the competition after making a brief self-introduction.

In an instant, the five martial arts platforms were full of sword energy, and the spells flew sideways. Duan Shanhe of the King Kong Gate on the martial arts stage in the center held a mountain hammer and attacked Hua Qingfeng, a disciple of the Miji Sect on the opposite side, like a mad demon.

"You kid, aren't you fooling me?" Duan Shanhe, a power-type monk, encountered a sect like Mi Trace Sect, which is known for its agility, which is a blessing, but it is also extremely unlucky. Duan Shanhe carried the hammer and swept and knocked, but he couldn't touch Hua Qingfeng after chasing all the way, so he stopped and shouted.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Duan, I'm not good at power-based attacks, if I don't run faster, won't I be smashed into a pulp by you with a hammer?" Hua Qingfeng looked at Duan Shanhe and stopped shouting, but he still didn't stop, but his body was faster, and of course he didn't forget to tease him.

Duan Shanhe was so angry that he screamed, and the hammer in his hand danced more urgently, and suddenly a strong wind struck.

Duan Shanhe looked at it fixedly, and scolded with a smile, "Wow, you coward, you don't dare to attack me head-on, but you want to put some thunder fire techniques here to make trouble for me, see if I catch you and don't beat you all over the ground to find your teeth." ”

One is chasing, the other is running. The man who runs is proud of the opponent's attack has no effect on him, and the pursuer does not touch the opponent's side until he is tired and panting.

"I won't chase anymore, you'll keep running if you have a kind, wait for you to stop and see how I clean you up." Duan Shanhe was finally too tired to do anything, so he stopped and sat on the ground with a thud, no longer paying attention to Hua Qingfeng who was running wildly.

This time it was Hua Qingfeng's turn to be anxious, his attack was most clear to him, and when he encountered this kind of power-type opponent, he could only rely on continuous attacks to consume the opponent, looking for the opponent's flaws in the movement. Now Duan Shanhe stopped to wait for work, which suddenly disrupted his thoughts. Suddenly, he glanced at Duan Shanhe, who was resting in place, and suddenly stood up and laughed.

"Not good!" Hua Qingfeng's heart tightened, realizing that Duan Shanhe might have a way to deal with him, and hurriedly quickened the pace under his feet.

"Mountains and rivers are broken" Duan Shanhe suddenly shouted, and then the mountain hammer in his hand was thrown by him to a place more than three zhang above his head, only to see Duan Shanhe pinch the mysterious seal in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the mountain hammer disappeared, and at the same time, countless smaller versions of the mountain hammer appeared above their martial arts platform.

"Haha, Hua boy, be ready to admit defeat!" Duan Shanhe's voice did not fall, and he saw that countless small mountain hammers were attacking the entire martial arts platform, spreading and attacking down.

"Boom... Rumble... Boom" continued to roar, and the smoke and dust that were smashed on the stage of the martial arts were everywhere, and finally Hua Qingfeng could not escape, and was hit by a hammer.

"Peng" was smashed Hua Qingfeng fell out, and Duan Shanhe was no better than others, when the smoke and dust fell, both of them showed their figures, obviously, Duan Shanhe himself was also hit several times by his own hammer, I saw him grinning and walking to Hua Qingfeng, who was lying on the ground and kept screaming, and said, "Haha, how is it, Hua boy, do you admit defeat?" Don't accept it again! ”

Duan Shanhe said that he was about to raise the mountain hammer and continue to attack

"Don't, don't! Senior Brother Duan is a good means, Senior Brother admits defeat! Duan Shanhe's actions frightened Hua Qingfeng and hurriedly waved his hand to forgive.

Duan Shanhe only scared him, after all, the two of them belonged to the Kunlun side branch, so no matter how bad they were, their feelings couldn't be broken! So Duan Shanhe pulled up Hua Qingfeng and said, "Since you admit defeat, then I will win this one." With that, he grabbed Hua Qingfeng's hand and walked towards the stage.

"Senior Brother King Kong, your disciple is not authentic, and these two defeating attacks are useless to him." The head of the Miji Sect, Qu Wuying, said with a smile. But looking at the meaning of those words, how do you look at it, how do you feel sour.

"Shadowless junior brother praised, my disciple is good at hand-to-hand attacks, and he is a strength type, this is also a martial arts competition, your disciple can't run, if the terrain is open, I'm afraid who loses and who wins is still between the two." King Kong Venerable said modestly.

For King Kong's words, the heads of all the factions present all agreed, but if you lose, you lose, and no one will cheat.

"Boom... Boom... "The first round of the competition is finally over, and there are special disciples who count the winning and losing rankings of the participating disciples of each faction.

Dabi usually has two sessions a day, so after the morning this is over, the disciples will either visit their friends, or find a quiet place to summarize the experience of Dabi in the morning.

In the Bauhinia Palace of Yuxu Peak, Wang Chan's disciples sat together and happily talked about Fang Cai's competition.

As he spoke, Xiao Lanling seemed to have thought of something, and said apologetically, "Senior Brother Liu, I'm really sorry, because of our relationship, you can't participate in the Kunlun competition this time." ”

"Lan Ling, it's okay, Kunlun Dabi is every ten years, we still have a chance, and maybe we can return to normal competition after cleaning up those little mice who came to make trouble. Besides, I'm not the only one who can't participate in the big competition, Wu Tian and the five of them don't have to host the big competition, can't participate! Liu Qingyang saw that Lan Ling, the little senior brother, felt guilty because he couldn't participate in the big competition, so he quickly persuaded him to enlighten him.

In order to divert this slightly heavy topic, Fax coughed a few times, and when he saw that several people were staring at him, he smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about those who have it, the master has been fully prepared for this matter." Originally, we didn't dare to reveal it, but seeing the worries on your faces, I'll reveal it to you a little bit. Fax paused when he said this, straightened his waist proudly and puffed up his chest, before he continued, "The master has already said before that he has a bad premonition about this big competition, and in order to prevent it, his old man gave me a defensive magic weapon when he was in retreat with the elders of the Refining Hall and the Alchemy Hall two days ago, so that we can protect ourselves at a critical moment. ”

Fax's words immediately calmed the heavy hearts of everyone present, after all, all of them, except for Liu Qingyang and Fax, belonged to the threshold of just entering the cultivation world, and their strength was really insignificant.

"Fax, what kind of magic weapon did the master give you, let's see!" Lan Ling heard Fax say that there was a magic weapon given by his master, and hurriedly pulled Fax's arm and noisily wanted to see it.