The secret realm of Wutong, on the atrium stage.

"Roar!!

With Zhang Zhao's earth-shattering roar, the huge green sun he transformed slowly fell from the sky like a sunset.

"Click!"

In a moment, the unusually solid ground cracked under the blue sun. And in the Qingyang near Meng Bihua, Zhang Zhao's voice also came.

"Although I don't gamble on my life this time, after all, it is related to the quota of the Wutong Secret Realm. By the way, let me see how much you've grown in the past few years!"

"Qingyang Duel--Qingyang Kill!"

Zhang Zhao's voice echoed in the sky, and the huge Qingyang instantly seemed to be pinched by a pair of invisible big hands. In a matter of moments, it was the size of a person.

The rapidly rotating Qingyang not only swept the entire space with a blazing wave of fire, but also carried an incomparably huge force to crash into Meng Bihua.

Looking at Qingyang, who was approaching quickly, Meng Bihua said with a solemn face: "You are really reluctant! You actually used the sixth type of 'Qingyang Fall'." Looks like I'm going to have something out too!"

"Raptor Duel - Purple Lightning Thunder Eagle!"

As Meng Bihua spoke, the energy around his body was activated, and in a moment, a purple lightning thunder eagle phantom wearing a golden crown and covered with a streamer purple feather like steel appeared behind him.

"This is the harvest of my last trip to the secret realm, a spirit comparable to the 'Purple Lightning Thunder Eagle' in the middle of the Fighting Realm. ”

In a moment, Meng Bihua fused with the phantom of the Purple Lightning Thunder Eagle.

"Purple Lightning Thunder Eagle - Thunder Fall!"

With a loud eagle roar, a purple thunderbolt spit out from the gilded beak of the purple lightning thunder eagle.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The small blue sun and the purple thunder and lightning collided together in an instant.

As the two sides collided, the entire space suddenly resounded with a roar. And in the core circle of the battle, it is not yet that from time to time cyan flames and purple arcs escape.

Between the lightning and flint, the two have been fighting for dozens of rounds.

Meng Bihua, who paused slightly, said with a chuckle: "Hehe! It seems that my Purple Lightning Thunder Eagle is not bad! I can fight to such an extent! It is really beyond my expectations!"

Zhang Zhao on the other side said disapprehantly: "Brother Meng, I see that you said this a little early!"

As he spoke, he saw Qingyang, who was speaking, seemed to have become a little illusory. In a moment, it turned into a cyan fire needle, and the Zhang Zhao also emerged.

Zhang Zhao played with the cyan fire needle in his hand and said seriously: "Brother Meng, I know that your most powerful thing is defense. This 'Qingyang Needle' is my biggest attack now. If you can resist, then I will let Zhang give way in this game!"

At this moment, Meng Bihua, who emerged from the illusion like Zhang Zhao, looked at the 'Qingyang Needle' in his hand, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils and said in surprise: "Brother Zhang can actually use such a method! It seems that his cultivation has improved a lot in the past few years!"

Now, Brother Zhang has said so and so. If I shouldn't accept it, I seem to be a little childish. ”

"Since that's the case, then I'll be hit by Brother Zhang!"

Saying that, Meng Bihua used his own energy with all his strength and covered his body with a layer of emerald green tortoiseshell patterns.

Looking at the deepening emerald green lines on his body, Meng Bihua's palm print flew and he let out a loud shout.

"The seal of the tyrant, the body of the turtle!"

As Meng Bihua spoke, his body was enveloped by a giant tortoise transformed by energy. The giant tortoise was formed, and under that energy, it was as if there were thousands of tortoiseshell energy layers of protection.

Looking at the energy that enveloped Meng Bihua's body, Zhang Zhao pondered for a moment and said, "It seems that Brother Meng is not idle!

"Qingyang needle--go!"

With Zhang Zhao's voice, the eyes of the energy giant turtle glowed emerald green in vain, and then he saw that the tortoise shell on his body became emerald green and transparent.

"Let me also try the strength of your Qingyang needle!"

In Sumeru, the green sun needle hit its head on the emerald green tortoise shell. However, before people could react, the emerald green tortoise shell was smashed to pieces.

"Click..."

With a crisp sound, the essence of the tortoiseshell energy splashed in all directions. And the Qingyang Needle, which carried the momentum of thunder, continued to go deeper as if it was not hindered.

Looking at the shattered tortoise shell in front of him, Zhang Zhao couldn't help but laugh teasingly: "Hehe! Brother Meng, it seems that your tortoise shell is not as 'unbreakable' as you imagined!"

When Zhang Zhao teased, Meng Bihua didn't say much, but silently instilled his strength into the giant turtle.

A moment later, the Qingyang needle, which was originally like a bamboo, stopped an inch away from Meng Bihua's throat.

At this moment, Meng Bihua looked at the Qingyang needle that was close at hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, the ones you broke through before were all set up by me to counteract the impact. However, now that the last three layers of tortoiseshell defense in front of me, it will not be so easy for you to break through!"

Seeing this, Zhang Zhao was not surprised and said: "You old fellow! I think you should change your surname to Turtle!"

As he spoke, he pressed the Qingyang needle suddenly, and the Qingyang needle spun rapidly. And the tortoise shell around Meng Bihua's body also continued to rotate in the opposite direction. In this way, the tortoise shell constantly unloads the force from the Qingyang needle.

Looking at the constantly rotating tortoise shell, Zhang Zhao couldn't help but say angrily: "The cunning scoundrel!"

At this moment, Meng Bihua, who was in the middle of the defense, didn't care, just smiled slightly, and said, "Hehe!

"Old thing, I'm Zhang admitting defeat!"

As he spoke, Zhang Zhao flicked his sleeves fiercely and walked off the stage.

Chen Yuan looked at the two who had stepped down, nodded slightly at Wei Lanying, and said, "Since Patriarch Zhang Zhao took the initiative to admit defeat. Then the first battle of the Battle of Martial Arts and Shangxuan is over. That's the way it is at the moment. ”

As he spoke, Chen Yuan pointed to the invitation card floating in front of him and clicked. Then the curtain above Chen Yuan's head appeared with such information.

1 - Montess, integral 1;

2-Zhang, integral 0;

2-Xue Jia, points 0;

2-Yang family, 0 points;

"The winning family will get a point. When all the martial arts exercises are over, then the one with the highest number of points will be rewarded for the martial arts. ”

After saying the above, Chen Yuan paused slightly, then turned his head to look at the throne.

After a while, seeing Wei Lanying nodding slightly at her, she continued: "Then please invite the two heads of the Xue family and the Yang family! ”

"Moreover, just now Deputy Hall Master Wei said that there will be a special event when he is resting. In this event, Deputy Hall Master Wei will give you good things. ”

While speaking, Chen Yuan operated the stone pillar again and repaired the damaged martial arts platform.

After a while, the Yanwu platform was repaired, and the people of the Xue and Yang families also walked on the Yanwu stage...

...... To be continued