Looking at the red-robed young man who was questioning him with righteous words, Liuyun smiled slightly, with a hint of irony in his smile.

The surrounding chatters were shocked one after another, and after the red copper bell on the ring rang three times, Ling Jundong finally bowed slightly to Liuyun and stepped onto the purple ring.

"Come on. ”

Liuyun chuckled softly.

"What are your numbers?"

Liuyun didn't seem to hear the questioning of the Wang family's disciple at all, and what Chu Nanhe was talking to beside him.

The disciple of the Wang family not far away was ruthlessly put aside by Liuyun like a salted radish, and he didn't even give him a look, and the little face of the disciple of the Wang family turned blue and white with anger.

immediately rolled up his sleeves and was about to find and confront Liuyun, but was pulled by Wang Weiduo beside him.

Wang Weiduo didn't know what to say in his ear, but he saw that the young man's face gradually returned from distorted anger to forbearance and calm.

Then Wang Weiduo slowly turned around and took a deep look at the white-robed young man who was standing in the shade of a tree not far away, talking and laughing with his companions. One flew and came to the big purple ring.

As a long brass bell rang in the ring, the showdown began.

Wang Weiduo looked at the black-robed young man opposite him with a long figure and an expressionless face, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

"We're meeting again. ”

After speaking, the next moment, a chill appeared in Wang Weiduo's eyes.

In an instant, he summoned a chilling long slash in his hand, and when he landed, he seemed to turn into a beam of light and shot towards Ling Jundong, who was standing with his hands on the opposite side.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the long slash slashed heavily into the purple ring, and the sharp slash slashed across the surface of the ring that shimmered with purple light, and with the sharp and piercing sound, a string of sparks sparsely jumped out.

That Wang Weiduo slashed into the air, and the bottom of his eyes flashed and a touch of surprise disappeared.

Among the Wang family's group, in terms of speed, Wang Weiduo is at the top of the list.

Looking at the entire Wang family's newly promoted Purple Rank junior martial artists, Wang Weiduo's speed was also rarely comparable to other Wang family's disciples.

The first blow that suddenly erupted was originally intended to give the boy who didn't know the height of the sky a surprise dismount, let him taste the color and teach him a lesson. But what he didn't expect was that the other party would be able to dodge his rapid blow.

I saw that not far away was Ling Jundong, who still had no expression on his face, standing at the other end of the ring with a calm breath.

The wind blew his black robe slightly, and his long inky hair moved with the wind along with the fluttering hem of his clothes. The young man's indifferent expression did not fluctuate at all, as if he didn't care at all about Wang Weiduo's sudden burst of extreme speed. Calm and relaxed, he didn't seem to dodge the blow in a hurry, but seemed to dodge it at random.

Wang Weiduo snorted coldly, and immediately rushed forward again.

This time, Wang Weiduo no longer turned into a beam of light and shot directly at Ling Jundong, but suddenly a figure flickered when he was still some distance away from Ling Jundong, and began to move strangely at an extremely irregular pace.

Because of the speed being fast enough, you can even see the vague afterimage he left in the previous moment in the air, and several afterimages deliberately left by Wang Weiduo appeared on the purple ring one after another.

Ling Jundong raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he felt a little novel about this somewhat strange footwork.

There were some sharp-eyed warriors in the audience, who whispered one after another after Wang Weiduo turned into a remnant of the Dao.

“...... It's a shadow dance step!"

The Shadow Dance Step is a kind of weird footwork that can only be cultivated by luck after a martial artist with wind attributes reaches the level of the orange stage. This kind of strange footwork that kills people without a shadow is created by the ancestor of a certain sect before he sat down in his later years, and it integrates all the enlightenment in the ancestor's life, and it is an extremely terrifying killing footwork.

"But the Shadow Dance Steps, isn't it only a martial artist of the Orange Stage who can cultivate and successfully use them......

A young man with a heavy sword in the audience was thoughtful.

"Huh. ”

One of the young men of the Wang family sneered, glanced at Liuyun and Chu Nanhe not far away, and said in a cold voice.

"Indeed, cultivating the Shadow Dance Step requires breaking the cultivation ban of the Orange Stage. But at Wei Duo's current speed, it is completely possible to evolve the first few moves of the Shadow Dance Step with absolute speed!"

Looking at Liuyun, who was still looking at the fight on the stage with a flat face, the red-robed young man secretly gritted his teeth.

His hand couldn't help but touch the shallow wound on his neck, and a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"That's it, as soon as Wei Duo's shadow dance steps come out, even if it is a few remnants of the shadow dance steps that evolve with speed, it is enough for that kid to drink a pot!"

Another young man from the Wang family sneered.

The crowd around them let out a burst of exclamation again.

Liuyun, who was standing under the stage, raised his eyebrows slightly.

This so-called weird footwork, how will Ling Jundong on the stage deal with it?

Liuyun subconsciously turned his head and looked at the two people who were standing in the shade of the tree not far away.

He Ruidong still had the cold eyebrows and eyes of 10,000 years, staring at the two entangled teenagers on the stage with cold eyes like falcons.

It's just that beside He Ruidong, Qin Lei, who was leaning against the big tree with his back, shook off the folding fan in his hand with a chuckle when he saw Wang Weiduo stepping on the strange shadow dance steps and gradually approaching Ling Jundong, who was standing in the center of the ring.

I saw that on the purple ring, Ling Jundong finally made a move when those few afterimages were getting closer and closer to him.

At the moment before the few afterimages that appeared around him were about to disappear, an entity figure suddenly flashed in front of Ling Jundong out of thin air.

That Wang Weiduo seemed to suddenly appear on Ling Jundong's head out of thin air, and the sharp long slash with cold light suddenly broke through the air and slashed towards Ling Jundong's forehead!

The dragon air pestle was immediately summoned by Ling Jundong, but it did not meet the long slash that was slashing head-on.

Instead, at the moment when Wang Weiduo slashed towards his eyebrow bone, his right hand shook and swept the long pestle of light that was black all over his body behind his back.

In the countless stunned eyes of the audience, Wang Weiduo in front of Ling Jundong turned into an afterimage the moment he touched Ling Jundong's body, and then shattered.

Wang Weiduo's true body appeared the moment Ling Jundong swung the pestle behind him.

When Wang Weiduo weirdly dodged behind Ling Jundong, the next moment was sharp, and sparks overflowed!

Wang Weiduo, who came in the air, seemed to have jumped high and landed on top of Ling Jundong's head, and with the gravitational potential energy that fell high, he slammed into it!

I saw that Ling Jundong's long arm shook, and the black pestle was picked up by him from behind to the sky, and the tip of the black pestle slanted, blocking the cold long slash that came out of thin air and slashed towards the back of his head.