"Smack."

Ao Jue took out a stack of golden tickets and threw them on the stone pillar on the side, and the sound of the golden tickets landing on the ground was crisp and pleasant.

"This is a 100,000 taels of gold ticket, you can withdraw 100,000 taels of gold at any branch of the World Business Alliance, this is my bet, as long as you win me, you can take it." He said arrogantly, and he didn't take the 100,000 taels of gold tickets to heart at all.

"One hundred thousand taels, gold!"

Heisha opened his mouth and said, this is gold, so much money can invite him to play with his life, but arrogant only made a bet, Heisha finally knows what it means to spend a lot of money, no, it is a hundred thousand gold.

The elders of the Kongtong faction were also very shocked, 100,000 taels of gold was enough for their Kongtong faction to use for several years, at this moment they had no objection to using the golden ticket as a bet, 100,000 taels of gold was much more valuable than the strange iron in their hands.

"Knock knock."

Wei Hong threw two pieces of strange iron onto the stone pillar and pressed them right on top of the golden ticket.

"These are two rare pieces of strange iron, we can't name them, but even the sharpest blades can't damage them in the slightest, count it as my bet, the war book is from you, I don't know what you want to do?" Wei Hong looked at Ao Jue and asked.

"I'm not just here to compete with you, but more importantly, I want to confirm my martial arts, I don't like to take detours, I hate detours, only fighting can make me progress, only progress can make me find my direction, so I don't want this battle to end early, do you know what I mean?"

Arrogantly said, his kendo has not yet been formed, it is still in the process of exploration, only one battle after another can make him understand kendo more and more thoroughly, and only battle can make him progress.

"You mean, don't rush to decide whether you win or lose, and make the right move?"

Wei Hong said strangely, it was the first time he had heard of such a challenge, could it be that this guy regarded himself as a free sparring partner.

"That's what it means, I heard that you are also a person who uses swords, let's first use third-rate skills to compete with swordsmanship, and then use second-rate skills to compare swordsmanship, and then go all out to win or lose, and the winner of three games wins." Said with a proud nod.

"Interesting, I agreed."

Wei Hong said with a smile, he is a sect master, he is very knowledgeable in the views of the sword, and he already has the upper hand in one of the three, how could he not agree to the arrogant proposal.

"Well, you are the master here, and the location of the competition is up to you."

Arrogantly laughed, the purpose of his challenge this time also has the element of wanting to steal the master, although the sword saint kendo is profound, but after all, it is only the words of a family, and only by absorbing the strengths of all families can he lay a solid foundation for his own kendo.

"Come with me."

"Whoa, whoa..."

This is a flattened mountain, as high as twenty zhang, fifty or sixty zhang wide, surrounded by ancient trees and vines, on the top of the mountain, there are three weapon racks, footprints are also very many, it seems that this should be the place where the disciples of the Kongtong faction practice martial arts.

"This place is open and hidden, it is a place for our Kongtong sect disciples to practice martial arts, I wonder if this place can satisfy you?" Wei Hong said with a smile.

"It's a great place indeed, right here." Proud nodded, praised.

Ao Jue and Wei Hong each took three steps forward and stood three zhang apart, while the black and white Shuangsha and the others stepped back twenty zhang and stood at the edge.

A tense atmosphere spread.

"Whoa, whoa."

Ao Jue and Wei Hong each took a sword from the weapon racks on both sides, since the competition is a swordsmanship, of course, they can't win with sharp weapons, besides, neither side knows if the other party has a more powerful weapon than themselves, so it is most appropriate to use an ordinary sword.

Suddenly, the figures of Ao Jue and Wei Hong moved at the same time.

"Wood-burning swordsmanship!"

With a loud shout, his figure flickered, the long sword in his hand crossed an arc in the air, and the sharp sword qi shot out, the sword qi was like electricity, and he ran quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he passed through the void and rushed to the front of Wei Hong.

"Huh." Wei Hong's body leaned quickly, dodged the sword, and pointed to the ground with his left hand, using the power of the rebound, to stand up straight again.

"Canglang Sword Technique!"

Wei Hong immediately took out his sword to counterattack, and the snow-bright sword light swept through the sky, and sword qi rushed out from the tip of the sword, rushing towards the arrogant and straight forward.

"Huh." The proud figure suddenly disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it was already five feet away on the right.

After each tried a move, the arrogant Wei Hong and the two suddenly rushed towards each other, and the long sword in his hand attacked even more frequently.

"Ding ding...."

A series of golden and iron resonances continued to sound, and the figures of Ao Jue and Wei Hong continued to intertwine, and the sword light flashed in the figures, and sparks flew everywhere.

The arrogant wood-burning swordsmanship is like a meteor, one move after another, the connection is smooth, so that people are overwhelmed, the moves are sharp, and the sword is sharp.

Wei Hong's swordsmanship is really like waves, the moves are turbulent, the sword is sharp, and the moves are superimposed, the momentum is amazing, and the sword is really like a turbulent wave.

"The boy worships the Buddha."

Arrogantly shouted, the figure was steep and then retreated, the body was erect, the long sword was raised in front of him, and the posture of a boy worshipping the Buddha.

"Buzz."

The momentum on his body suddenly increased, and he directly climbed to the peak of the second-rate realm, and the powerful true qi puffed up the clothes on his body.

"Huh!"

The arrogant body leaned forward, the long sword in his hand slashed down, and a sword-like sword qi suddenly erupted, shining in the sky.

"The waves chase the sea!"

The true qi on Wei Hong's body was also raised to the peak of the second rate, and then it was like playing golf, the long sword in his hand suddenly slashed forward, and the sword qi like Changhong rushed into the void, attracting his mind.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two sword qi collided violently.

"Boom!"

After the two sword qi collided, they exploded violently, and a ** air flow rippled from the place of the explosion, and the smoke and dust on the ground were stirred up, and the vision was suddenly confused.

"Good swordsmanship, use it better, Master Wei, let's decide the winner with one move." Said with a laugh.

"Okay, just one move to decide the winner."

Wei Hong is also full of pride, how long has it been, he can't remember how long he hasn't fought like this.

Although both sides suppressed their strength in the second-rate realm, in this way, it can better reflect the level of swordsmanship of both sides.

"Buddha eclipses!"

Arrogant shouted, the figure suddenly disappeared in place, in Wei Hong's sight, the arrogant figure flashed rapidly on the field, yes, it was flashing instead of moving, although the strength had been suppressed in the second-rate realm, but the arrogant movement speed had exceeded the limit that a second-rate master could reach.

"That's a lot of speed." The black eyelids jumped, this speed was terrifying.

"Not good."

"The waves shake the sea!"

Wei Hong's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly used the strongest defensive move in the Canglang swordsmanship, and the long sword in his hand was impenetrable to the wind and rain dancing around his body.

"Ding."

With a crisp sound of gold and iron, this competition has officially ended. No matter how well Wei Hong's defense is, there are gaps, and this sword used by Ao Jue is a move in Sakyamuni's swordsmanship, so it's strange that Wei Hong can defend it.

When everyone came back to their senses, the sword in Aoju's hand was already on Wei Hong's neck, but the sword in Wei Hong's hand was stirred aside.

"Master Wei, I have conceded it." Ao Jue took away the long sword in his hand and said.

"I lost this game, I didn't expect the little brother to learn such a profound Buddhist swordsmanship, I didn't lose unjustly, I don't know which master of Buddhism the little brother is." Although Wei Hong lost, he was very open-minded.

"I'm ashamed, I just got this Buddhist sword technique by accident, but I'm not a disciple of Buddhism."

There was a hint of shame on his arrogant face, it was really not authentic to win with the Buddhist Sword Technique, but he couldn't use the Holy Spirit Sword Technique easily, he didn't want everyone to know that he had challenged the Eight Great Sects.

"Now that the first game is over, I wonder when the little brother thinks the second game will be played?" Wei Hong asked.

"Now."

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