"Isn't that the famous Crazy Sword Xiao Shan in Qingcheng Loose Cultivation, it seems that the name of the Liu family is really attractive, and even this one is here. ”

As the first defender of the ten-party ring was determined, exclamations continued to sound around the ring, especially the first man with a sword on his back who jumped into the ring, his appearance obviously shocked many people.

"What is Xiao Shan, did you see the white-clothed boy at the front of the ring? That is Wang Jun Gongzi of the Wang family, one of the several major families in Qingcheng second only to the Liu family, Wang Gongzi is not only powerful, but also handsome, in my opinion, Wang Gongzi will be the first place in this Qingcheng competition. ”

As soon as the man who spoke at the beginning finished speaking, a group of young female cultivators beside him rushed to him and sneered.

"Wang Jun, with his little arms and legs, he can block the punch of the captain of my Mountain Dragon Demon Hunting Team, Shanling, and he is also the first place, what a group of girls with long hair and short knowledge. ”

However, as soon as the voices of the female warriors came out, another wave of disdain came from beside them, and they saw a group of strong men dressed in different animal skins and leather clothes shouting in thick voices.

As the identities of the ten champions were spread one by one, some of the warriors who participated in the first round of challenges were also recognized by the warriors around the ring one by one. Immediately afterwards, in the warm atmosphere around the ring, there were constantly various arguments and noises, and it was not lively for a while.

Not long after, with the beating of the Liujia drum again, the Qingcheng competition officially began. The twenty warriors in the ten regions on the huge ring chose to do it almost at the same time, and above the attic, Ji Hao's eyes swept over the competition above the ring, and his eyes were a little dignified for a while.

For the martial artists who have just entered the martial arts, their martial arts competition is more bloody than those martial arts masters, and the Nirvana realm martial artists raise their hands and slash the enemy in a hundred meters, and the competition of the martial artists in the mountain realm is only the foundation of martial arts, that is to say, even if this competition allows the martial artists to use weapons, the battle of the mountain realm will only be a competition of strength and physique, especially those who are good at physical combat, this competition may be a real hand-to-hand combat of fists to the flesh.

Above the attic, Ji Hao took turns to look at it, and he also had a general understanding of the strength of everyone in the ring. Among the twenty people currently participating in the competition, the strongest should be the man with a broad sword, the mad sword Xiao Shan. In the competition with the challenger in the ring, this person seemed to disdain to draw a sword at all, relying on the polishing of the body and blood of the mountain moving realm, this Xiao Shan had already repelled the three with his fists and feet before the sword was unsheathed.

After Xiao Shan, there is a tiger skin beast clothes and another man who keeps collecting his sword and drawing his sword for the time being, among the two people, Shanling and Sun Wu, who Ji Hao knows, obviously have very rich combat experience, every move and style are extremely smooth, often can find out the opponent's flaws very easily, so as to quickly defeat the enemy.

Compared with Xiaoshan and Shanling, the man with the sword at his waist is obviously more direct, from the beginning of his defense, he has always used only one knife against the enemy, draw the knife and then close the knife, and the enemy will be defeated.

Because of this, Shanling and the knife-wielding man had already defeated the two at this time, only slightly inferior to Xiao Shan.

In addition to these three people, most of the winners and losers of the first battle in the ring have been decided, and most of the champions do have the strength to defend the ring, and they easily won the first challenge and started the second round.

And in the midst of this, Ji Hao deliberately looked at the battle of Wang Jun, the white-clothed son who was quite famous among the Qingcheng female cultivators, but at this glance, Ji Hao had already shook his head slightly.

As a disciple of a big family in Qingcheng, Wang Jun's every move and style seemed to be immense, and even under his almost brutal attack, Wang Jun's time to defeat the first challenger was only a little slower than the two of them.

It's just that unlike the cheers that sounded around the ring, the discerning people above the attic can see that Wang Jun's mountain-moving realm has a good background, and he has indeed worked hard in martial arts practice, but compared with the battle of Xiaoshan and several people, Wang Jun's moves are obviously too rigid, and this must be because he lacks real life and death experience.

"Ji Gongzi, compared to other realms, the competition of moving mountains can be more refined on both sides, I see that Ji Gongzi is already roaring with blood, why not take this opportunity to fight heartily, and simply break through the reclamation realm. ”

About half an hour passed, in addition to the powerful Xiao Shan and several other champions in the ring, several of them had already been kicked out of the ring, and when Ji Hao was carefully observing the competition of the martial artists of the Five Domains, the voice of the woman in the palace costume suddenly sounded in the attic.

"Aunt Li said the same, Ji Hao is still thinking about breaking through in the mountain realm for another time, and the experience of not returning to the mountain was interrupted by the beast tide, this Qingcheng competition is a good opportunity. ”

Next to the railing in the attic, Ji Hao thought for a while when he heard this, but after a while, he smiled lightly at the woman in palace clothes, jumped off the ring, and walked towards the ring.

Although Ji Hao knew that he could not break through the reclamation realm, as the palace woman said, the battle of moving mountains was often beneficial to each other because it relied more on the means and reactions of the warriors to fight, so since this competition was guaranteed by the Liu family, Ji Hao was also willing to try the edge of the Qingcheng moving mountain realm warriors in person.

Above the attic, Sun Meng looked at the high-spirited Ji Hao, her eyes were full of stars, and the woman in palace clothes on Sun Meng's side was slightly stunned. From the first time she saw Ji Hao, the woman in the palace costume sensed that the qi and blood surging on Ji Hao's body had already exceeded the level that a martial artist in the mountain realm should have, and the woman in the palace costume thought that Ji Hao's failure to break through the reclamation realm was due to the lack of an opportunity to break through.

But it wasn't until Ji Hao opened his mouth that the woman in the palace costume realized that she had indeed underestimated this genius who moved mountains, because if it was really as he said, then Ji Hao would not be able to break through the reclamation realm, but that he had been deliberately suppressing it, and the purpose of Ji Hao's suppression was only to break through to the perfect moving mountain realm that had not appeared in the Five Domains for a long time.

The bone is like jade, the pith is like blood, and the qi and blood are like pumps.

Holding the Xuantie long sword in his hand, Ji Hao's eyes swept across the ring, and after thinking for a while, he set the opponent of the first battle as the white-clothed man, without him, Ji Hao always felt that this kid was like a few geniuses of the five elders of the Ji clan, conceited and frivolous.

According to the rules of the Liu family's martial arts competition, after winning ten games in a row, the champion can rest for half a cup of tea for each victory, so in the moment when Wang Jun had just finished pranayama, Ji Hao had already held the long sword upside down and jumped into the ring.

"This brother, dare to ask the honorable surname?"

Although he was pranayama, Wang Jun had also been paying attention to the movements around the ring, and seeing that Ji Hao was jumping from the attic, and he was slightly younger than himself, Wang Jun's eyes flashed, and he smiled at Ji Hao.

Hearing this, Ji Hao did not answer, but just clasped his fists with both hands to signal Wang Jun to make a move. Wang Jun's strength is indeed good in the eyes of Qingcheng Sanxiu, but in the eyes of Ji Hao, who has fought with demon beasts several times, it does not make Ji Hao feel too interested. Now that it was determined that Wang Jun was about to be the defeated of his subordinates, Ji Hao had no idea of talking to him.

After all, there is a time limit for the Qingcheng martial arts competition, and after participating in the competition, Ji Hao also wants to win a spiritual elixir, so he can't come to this ring for nothing.

Ji Hao's attitude naturally made some Qingcheng warriors dissatisfied, and some Qingcheng warriors who had been paying attention to Wang Jun were even clamoring to beat Ji Hao, but only some of the warriors who caught a glimpse of Ji Hao jumping from the attic flashed a little solemnity in their eyes, and they didn't think that Ji Hao had no power to fight back in the face of Wang Jun.

Seeing that Ji Hao was so faceless, Wang Jun's face remained unchanged, but a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he was obviously a little unhappy in his heart. Glimpsing Ji Hao holding the long sword upside down, the corners of Wang Jun's mouth pulled out a bit of mockery, and before Ji Hao could make a move, the long sword in Wang Jun's hand was already out of the sheath.

Seeing this, Ji Hao looked at Wang Jun's move with a calm face, but when he saw this sword stabbing him, Ji Hao secretly said in his heart, it was too slow.

Dressed in white with a sword, he naturally has a bit of a swordsman's style. But in the eyes of Ji Hao in the ring, Wang Jun's moves were full of flaws, and when Wang Jun's long sword was only a foot away from him, Ji Hao held the scabbard horizontally with one hand and slashed down towards Wang Jun's long sword.

The sword collided with the scabbard, and there was inevitably a crisp crashing sound. It's just that the two people who hold the sword and the scabbard have different expressions.

The long sword was hit by the scabbard, Wang Jun's face was already a little shocked, although Ji Hao shot later, but the force on the scabbard was actually a few points stronger than himself, and because of this, by Ji Hao's scabbard, Wang Jun's arm holding the sword was already a little sore, and there was a burst of pain from the tiger's mouth.

On the other side of the ring, Ji Hao's expression was still flat, from six to fifteen years old, Ji Hao, who had been stumbling in the mountain realm for so long, was already stronger than ordinary martial artists, not to mention that in the recent baptism of the big sacrifice, although Ji Hao failed to break through the reclamation realm, how could the aura that penetrated at that time really not have any benefit to Ji Hao, Ji Hao, who had experienced the spiritual energy entering the body, had already crossed the level of a martial artist in the Five Domains Moving Mountain Realm, otherwise how could the palace woman in the Divine Spirit Realm think that the blood and qi were far beyond the same level.

In place, Ji Hao looked at Wang Jun who did not take advantage of the situation to attack again after not winning a sword, but turned to retreat to prepare for the next sword, his eyes flashed helplessly, but he was not ready to waste any more time.

The scabbard in Ji Hao's hand shook, and he slashed at Wang Jun with the scabbard, Wang Jun saw that Ji Hao had not come out of the sword so far, but he thought that Ji Hao had deliberately humiliated himself, and his eyes couldn't help flashing a little anger.

The scabbard and the long sword unexpectedly met again in the center of the ring, but unlike the sword just now, which was completely occupied by Wang Jun, in the case of Ji Hao taking the lead in the sword, Wang Jun only understood the gap between the two people's foundations.

On top of the long sword, there was an irresistible huge force, even if Wang Jun was out of the sword with both hands, the hand holding the sword couldn't help but sink slightly, how could Ji Hao, who had a lot of combat experience, let go of such an opportunity.

Ji Hao smiled lightly at Wang Jun, then turned to holding the sword with both hands, and then Wang Jun's long sword sank, but the scabbard in Ji Hao's hand was raised, and before Wang Jun could react, the scabbard fell down in the air again.

"Dang!"

The crisp sound of collision sounded in the ring again, and when Ji Hao took advantage of the situation, Wang Jun only felt that his arms were numb, and the tiger's mouth holding the sword was already bloodstained.

But at this moment, Ji Hao raised the scabbard lightly again, and swung the sheath at the long sword again with Wang Jun's unwilling expression.

Around the ring, the warriors who had been paying attention to Wang Jun's battle were stunned, and some Qingcheng female cultivators who had just shouted Wang Jun No. 1 looked unwilling, but they gradually fell silent, because in the battle at this time, anyone could see that Wang Jun had no ability to resist in the face of this young man who was born out of nowhere.

In the ring, Ji Hao, who has always regarded himself as a passer-by in Qingcheng, would care about these thoughts of loose cultivation, seeing that Wang Jun was beaten by his own sword scabbard and had no power to fight back, Ji Hao frowned slightly, as if he felt that he looked down on this Qingcheng warrior.

But after a little thought in his heart, Ji Hao still decided to solve the battle as soon as possible, even if the strength of the Qingcheng martial artists was not as good as that of the Ji family, but even thinking about it would bring him a lot of gains.

The scabbard in his hand shook, Ji Hao pressed down Wang Jun's long sword again, and then the scabbard was raised high, as if he was ready to end the battle. But at the moment when Wang Jun's hand holding the sword was free, there was a sudden change in the ring.

"Whew!"

The sound of the sharp weapon breaking through the air suddenly came out, and I saw that Wang Jun was holding a sword in his right hand at this time, but the left hand that was reezing under Ji Hao's momentum was a flick of his robe, and three short needles as thin as a hair flew towards Ji Hao's front door.