For this Ma Hualong, Yang Keming has also heard of it. Recently, there seems to be some movement in the Moro Mountains near the seminary, and the beasts are much more active than usual, frequently haunting the Forgotten Forest, causing many students of average strength to be injured. Ma Hualong relied on his cultivation to be good, and asked a few companions to bravely enter the Forgotten Return Forest, and successfully killed a mid-level soul beast. This move caused a sensation in Class A and made it popular for a while.

"The strength of the middle-level soul transformation beast is probably between the Guiyuan Sea Transformation Extreme Realm and the Zhenfeng Realm, and it will definitely produce Qi Crystals. This Ma Hualong's cultivation should not be weak, I'm afraid he still has a spiritual weapon, maybe he will become my opponent!"

Knowing this, Yang Keming watched the game intently.

I saw a man twisting his waist and jumping into the ring with a "poof", it was Ma Hualong.

This person is tall and dignified, with eyes like stars and eyebrows like paint. Standing in one place with bare hands, heroic and awe-inspiring, quite similar to Qin Kai.

Hu Hehai, who was standing opposite him, was suddenly dwarfed, this person was short and fat, with a bearded face, and he looked quite old. Wearing an iron helmet, wearing an iron armor, holding a ***, fully armed, similar to Cheng Tianshu.

The two seemed to know each other well and hugged each other's fists.

"Game on!"

Hu Hehai looked at Ma Hualong and said in a deep voice: "Hualong, I know that I am not your opponent, but I still hope that you can fight me seriously, let me see how big the gap between us is!"

"Good!"

Ma Hualong was unceremoniously, flipped his palm, and a golden long stick appeared in his hand. The long stick is the same height as the body, the thickness of the wine glass, and there are three gold rings on each end of the stick, exuding a solemn atmosphere. There is no doubt that this is a parasitic object.

There was a commotion in the crowd: "Golden Rainbow Stick! Ma Hualong actually used a Golden Rainbow Stick as soon as he came up!"

Seeing this, Hu Hehai laughed and said, "Okay, turn into a dragon, I'll come!"

With that, he raised his big knife and flew towards Ma Hualong.

Ma Hualong's legs are separated, holding a stick in both hands, facing the big knife face that is split by the head without changing the color, dialing left and right, shaving up and down. A golden rainbow stick plays with a tiger and a tiger, the needle can't be inserted, the water can't be splashed, Rao is the Hu River sea knife technique is not weak, and he can't touch a single hair of Ma Hualong for a while.

"Good!"

One couldn't help but applaud Ma Hualong, causing everyone to look at him hatefully.

"What a fart, if you don't keep it, you'll meet him in the next game!"

The man was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly changed his words: "Good magic weapon!"

Seeing that his attack was useless, Hu Hehai simply threw the big knife aside, urged the qi to turn into qi, and shouted: "Qi technique: Zezhi's burial!"

Immediately, both palms slapped to the ground, and the surface of the ring was instantly covered with golden chemical gas, trapping Ma Hualong in it like a swamp.

Yang Keming said in his heart: "This qi skill requires a lot of chemical qi, it seems that Hu Hehai wants to give it a go!"

In the blink of an eye, the golden qi had already flooded Ma Hualong's knees, but he still did not change his face, and raised the golden rainbow stick above his head with both hands and thrust it into the ground.

"Air Skill: Earthshaker!"

The golden shock waves spread out in response, as if a boulder had fallen into the calm water, dispersing the gas of the Hu River Sea.

Seeing this, the referee hurriedly waved his hand, and an invisible barrier immediately appeared at the edge of the ring, restricting Ma Hualong's attack in the ring to prevent everyone from being affected.

Looking at the shock wave rushing to his face, Hu Haihe was very anxious, but there was nowhere to dodge. Hurriedly picked up the *** on the side, and stood across his chest to resist Ma Hualong's attack.

It is difficult to achieve the best of both worlds in terms of attack range and lethality with any kind of exercise, Xu Zhan's Qingjiao Wave is like this, and Ma Hualong's Earth-shaking Wave is also the same.

Although Hu Hehai was churned by the shock waves, he still withstood it after all. Just as he was about to raise his sword to fight again, he felt a burst of golden light. When he looked closely, he saw that Ma Hualong had stood in front of him at some point, and the golden rainbow stick in his hand was hovering above his heavenly spirit cover.

"I lost!"

Hu Hehai smiled bitterly, knowing that if Ma Hualong hadn't left his hand, he might have burst apart.

Ma Hualong put away his long stick, hugged his fists and said, "Accept it!"

Then he jumped out of the ring.

Yang Keming couldn't help but respect Ma Hualong, "This person is not arrogant or impatient, even if he maintains a humble attitude in the face of opponents who are not as good as himself, he can be regarded as a character!"

In a moment, the first round of the competition was over. In order to hide their strength, masters often pursue quick battles, so that Yang Keming didn't see the reason.

At the beginning of the second round of the competition, the strength of the players has obviously improved, at least there is no situation of learning and selling.

"The next group, Yang Keming, Wei Junjie. ”

"Wei Junjie?"

Yang Keming felt that this name was a little familiar, and said in his heart: "It's strange, I didn't seem to hear this name in the first round of the game, could it be that this person has a bye?"

Walking into the ring, seeing a thin man with an obscene appearance standing opposite, Yang Keming suddenly realized. This person is Wei Junjie, who once competed with him for a seat and teased Mu Zhi.

"Haha, it's you, Wei Junjie, who knows the times!"

Wei Junjie naturally recognized him, and said with a red face: "Hmph, Yang Keming, I thought that you had bullied me and forcibly forced me to give up my seat, and today I will take this opportunity to ask for an explanation!"

Yang Keming was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Okay, let the horse come!"

After finishing speaking, he put on a posture and summoned out the red dust in an instant.

When Wei Junjie saw the red dust in an instant, he couldn't help but be afraid, his eyes rolled, and he said, "Wait a minute! A big man, what kind of ability does he have to rely on the spirit parasitic device to win? Do you dare to put away your dagger?"

"Less nonsense, winning you is the ability, look at the move!"

was about to attack forward, but saw Wei Junjie stretch out his hand to stop it.

"Wait a minute!"

Yang Keming said helplessly: "What's wrong with you?"

"I ...... I'm dizzy!"

"Sickness?"

Yang Keming was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "I've heard of blood sickness, but I've never heard of knife sickness! Okay, I don't use magic weapons, I don't think you're my opponent!"

With a flip of the palm of his hand, he put away the red dust in an instant.

"Okay, it's a man!"

Wei Junjie said, took out a dagger from his arms, and said, "Come on!"

Seeing this, Yang Keming couldn't help but laugh and said, "Aren't you faint? What is this?"

"I only stun other people's knives, look at the moves!"

Wei Junjie flew forward and raised his knife to stab.

Yang Keming was quite helpless. Because of his wonderful performance in the last game, he has become a public figure, and if he takes out the red dust at this moment, he will definitely cause everyone to laugh. These people wish that he would be eliminated if he has a spiritual weapon, this is human nature.

It's like an ordinary person defecating in public, as long as they don't pull on others, everyone will choose to turn a blind eye. But if a public figure farts in front of people, it will immediately arouse the dissatisfaction of many people, whether they hear it or not, they must condemn it twice. They will criticize from multiple angles such as uncivilized fart, unhealthy smelling fart, and fart will pollute the environment, as if this fart is the culprit of the increasingly thin gas.

As the guardian of the fart, the public figure must apologize to the society in time for his poor supervision, otherwise it will be morally corrupt and oppress the people. And most of these people often defecate in the open.

But there are exceptions to everything, and if a peerless master farts, there may be people lining up to smell it. This is the gap between masters and public figures, one controls the life and death of all beings, and the other lives and deaths are controlled by all beings. After all, a public figure is only a figure in front of the public, and a public figure in front of a real person.

At this point, Yang Keming could only urge the spiritual eye to dodge Wei Junjie's attack.

Wei Junjie relied on the sharp blade in his hand and attacked Yang Keming without any scruples. However, Yang Keming's "Floating Light Vertical" has already been practiced very well, and he has the blessing of his spiritual eye, how can he touch it?

After a few rounds, none of Wei Junjie's attacks hit, but he was dazzled by Yang Keming's body shaking, and he couldn't help but wonder if he was really "fainted".

Yang Keming saw that his strength was ordinary, so he had the intention to abuse him. Then he seized the gap between his attacks, swung out a palm, and slapped Wei Junjie's face fiercely. He sat on the ground with stars in his eyes, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Yang Keming was about to step forward to subdue him, but Wei Junjie stretched out his hand again to stop: "Wait a little longer!"