There is a demonstration of Suzhou and Hangzhou, and several people behind are like this, and the lottery process is much faster.

The draw turned out to be unpleasant, but the result was a blow to the eye. Zhou Xiong vs. Qiu Zheng in the first game, Murong Yundi vs. Zhang Fang in the second game, Zhang Mang vs. Lin Qiao in the third game, Tong Ji vs. Lotte in the fourth game, and Don't be afraid of death vs. Suzhou and Hangzhou in the fifth game. Without the comet-like confrontation that people expected, everything seemed to be logical, and the result was too much in line with expectations, which was the biggest problem.

People were looking for Su Hang's, wanting to see anger or loss of soul on his face. However, there was only blandness, as if he had just heard that the hen next door had just laid an egg, and his eyes did not fluctuate.

When he only found one sign in the lottery box, Su Hang didn't care about the result. He was thinking about the old dean's wrinkled face in the sun that day, and he was also thinking about the sentence that his sister turned around and left that day, you are my brother!

Another gust of wind blew, which blew away the thoughts in Su Hang's mind, and also blew a word.

"Leave the ring to Zhou Xiong and Qiu Zheng, and the others will find their own land to repair!" The host glanced at the audience and said in a loud voice.

The two stood opposite each other in the ring, Zhou Xiong held the long sword in his arms, and stared at Qiu Zheng opposite with arrogance in his eyes. The handsome face and arrogant eyes are not annoying, but they make the seniors who see it say, what a promising future! On the other hand, Qiu Zheng on the opposite side was in a different situation, he unsheathed his long sword early and held it in his right hand, although his eyes were resolute, it was inevitable that he would dodge a little. After all, Zhou Xiong's fierce record is by no means a wasted name.

Another gust of wind blew away the clouds blocking the sun, sprinkling the golden sunlight on Zhou Xiong's body, adding a layer of gold to him and shining him dazzlingly. By the way, this gust of wind lifted the white clothes of the two of them, and the hunting sounded.

As the host's sentence began to fall, Qiu Zheng's long sword stabbed forward, accompanied by this gust of wind, there was a great momentum of moving forward. But the golden light on Zhou Xiong's body is even more dazzling, making people can't help but squint

A streak of blood splattered into the air, as delicate as a flower, and behind the blood was a pale face. As soon as Qiu Zheng and Zhou Xiong met, they injured their left shoulder, and the wound was not deep, just enough to splash a spectacle of blood. A drop of blood from Zhou Xiong's blade slid down to the tip of the sword, and then smashed to the ground, splattering like a red plum blooming in the cold wind.

Qiu Zheng's sword from the wind was difficult to advance when it pierced into the golden light, but the indomitable momentum was still there, the long sword bent and then slid to the side, just as Zhou Xiong's long sword was unsheathed, and a wound was wounded on Qiu Zheng's left shoulder.

"Golden Light Mantra! The Zhou family has a good means! The old dean exclaimed.

The golden light mantra is a Buddhist exercise, and Buddhism has been annihilated in history for thousands of years. With the passage of history, Buddhism has long since dissipated in the long river of time. If you get the Buddhist exercises by chance, you often have a surprising effect. What's more, its influence covered the entire continent thousands of years ago, and its exercises were not weak. However, because although it preaches equality and abolition, in fact, most of the Buddhists are selfish, avoid disasters in troubled times, and accumulate wealth in prosperous times. In the end, it aroused the public indignation of the world and was destroyed thousands of years ago, and even if someone practiced Buddhism in later generations, he did not dare to claim that he was a person of Buddhism, and he only dared to say that it was a mutual confirmation of practice. For this reason, we had to make some revisions that were not true, so that for thousands of years, the Buddhist exercises almost only exist in the records of historical books.

The old dean has enough experience and vision to see that this is the golden light mantra of Buddhism, but Qiu Zheng is obviously not good. Still thinking that the golden light on Zhou Xiong's body was caused by the sunshine, the sudden injury made his right hand holding the sword tremble a little. The blood on his left hand slowly seeped out, and his white clothes were dark red. Tearing off the cuff of his left hand and bandaging the wound briefly, so as not to let the excessive blood loss affect the subsequent battle, Zhou Xiong and the gentleman did not make a move, but just put the unsheathed long sword across the chest.

Qiu Zheng pulled out a sword flower and didn't make the first move, although he couldn't see that Zhou Xiong was wearing a golden light spell, but at least he knew that the defense was amazing. If you make a rash move, you can't break the defense, and you can only become a live target.

has been bandaged by Qiu Zheng, so naturally he will not leave more time for him to carefully consider countermeasures. Zhou Xiong is arrogant, but he is definitely not stupid. The long sword stabbed forward, extremely fast, bringing up a string of afterimages, a touch of gold, gorgeous as light. Cultivators are not too slow, but in a small place like the ring, they need to move at any time, and being able to put the speed so fast shows that their control is outstanding.

With a ding, Zhou Xiong's long sword slashed across Qiu Zheng's body, but there was no blood rising, but there was a sound of gold and iron resonating. Zhou Xiong's long sword did not have the feeling of inserting into the real thing, and the voice also came from behind. Without thinking much about it, Zhou Xiong turned the head of the sword, turned sideways slightly, and the long sword passed through his armpit, as if he had eyes behind his back, and there was another sound of gold and iron, and the tips of the two long swords collided together. With this force, Zhou Xiong rose up and turned around.

The scene in front of him made Zhou Xiong shocked, the opponent in front of him turned from one person to five people, each with different movements, and all of them had blood sliding from his left arm and smashing to the ground, leaving blood stains, as if each was a real body, but no one could really distinguish the real body with a substance, so the remaining four were phantoms.

Before he could think about it, five long swords glowing with cold light were handed to Zhou Xiong. No matter how outstanding his Golden Light Spell defense is, he will not take the opponent's sword moves for no reason. I had to choose a random figure to break through, and pinched a sword trick in my right hand, but I slashed forward with the long sword in my hand like a long knife. The sword move was sharp, and the air was directly slashed open, making a sharp whistle. The figure blocking in front of him dissipated like a bubble, and then there was another sword in the same place behind him.

After fighting more than a dozen moves like this, Zhou Xiong did not find a good way to deal with it, but instead received a few sword moves in the same place in his back.

Zhou Xiong was a little anxious, although Qiu Zheng on the other side had a slight reputation in the academy, but now he had the upper hand against himself. In a moment of annoyance, he actually used a sword move that he could not fully control, the sword move was extremely powerful, and the momentum of the long sword was revealed, which was magnified nearly ten times, turned into a giant sword, and slashed in the ring. For a while, the rocks flew sideways, and the hurricane brought by the sword moves blew away in all directions.

With this move, Zhou Xiong consumed too much, supporting his body with a long sword, and the golden light of the body protection brought by the golden light spell had dissipated. In my heart, I lamented, it seems that I was defeated, it seems that I used to think very highly of myself, and I was also praised a little hard by some people, so I was impatient because the other party's reputation was not obvious, but I didn't win nearly 20 moves.

Zhou Xiong was almost exhausted at this time, and the true qi of his whole body could only be used to make a normal level of sword moves, he was waiting, waiting for a long sword to hang in front of him, and then it was not a decent admission of defeat.

After waiting like this for a while, the smoke was about to dissipate, and Zhou Xiong did not see the long sword that seized his victory. On the contrary, I dimly saw a half-squatting figure, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was still eye-catching even if it passed through the thin dust.

Walking through the ruins of the sword slash, the two looked at each other, and then Zhou Xiong's straight waist, Qiu Zheng raised his head.

When he raised his head, Qiu Zheng's figure was divided into five again, and each figure was talking about a sword level. The momentum is even more powerful, with the bright red blood at the corner of the mouth, which is bewitching and weird.

The situation in front of him seemed to be developing on the unfavorable side of Zhou Xiong again, but Zhou Xiong did not panic, but a vague smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With a deep shout, the strong wind around Zhou Xiong's body was blowing, and he broke off the hairband, and his hair flew for a while, like a mad demon. Then the body brought a string of afterimages and rushed towards Qiu Zheng, and then haunted the five Qiu Zheng, appearing almost at the same time, and every time they intersected, it was a flicker of cold light. In an instant, there seemed to be five more Zhou Xiong in the field, the difference was that each of Qiu Zheng's clones seemed to be entities, but Zhou Xiong was really a phantom brought about by speed. However, in the blink of an eye, the eight figures all rushed towards the remaining two, and then all dissipated, leaving only Zhou Xiong's long sword hovering two inches from Qiu Zheng's throat.

The battle ended with Qiu Zheng throwing down the long sword in his hand, and Zhou Xiong's long sword was unsheathed, and he staggered out of the ring.

At this time, in the stands, a group of people were saying hello to the Zhou family, Zhou Xiong was the only son of Zhou Xi, the head of the Zhou family, this battle was quite difficult, and it was a little disappointing in terms of Zhou Xiong's past fame, but after all, it was a win, so it was worth saying goodbye.

"Can anyone understand this Qiu Zheng's exercises? If it weren't for the child's last thought of countermeasures, I'm afraid the outcome would be unpredictable! Zhou Xi didn't have any joy and asked lightly.

Everyone around shook their heads, it was easy to distinguish the phantom to confuse the opponent, and like Qiu Zheng, it was possible to distinguish the clone that was the same as the real body. And it's not a bluff, it comes with a certain amount of attack.

"Go check this Qiu Zheng, don't contact him without permission, and give me all the information he can find him!" Zhou Xi had no joy or sorrow, and he didn't know who he was talking to, so he slowly sat back in his rightful position, and a figure behind him quietly stepped back and left.

The first game was thought to be unremarkable, but Zhou Xiong's long sword could be unsheathed to determine the winner. didn't want to fight in suspense, and even Zhou Xiong almost lost the battle. This makes people even more full of anticipation, looking forward to the victory and defeat beyond expectations.

In the second game, Murong Yundi faced Zhang Fang, and there was no temptation at the beginning, and they used their best skills to confront. Murong Yundi used to use a three-foot-two long Qiushui long sword, the sword was a soft sword, and the angle was erratic. As dangerous as a poisonous snake, coupled with its profound skills, it is actually a tiger and tiger who plays with a feminine sword.

As his opponent, Zhang Fang's known fighting with people also makes the giant sword, which is generally more than five inches wide, also a fierce way. However, today, he took out a giant scythe that was one person high, and in the middle of the weapon in his hand, there were huge scythes with a cold glow at both ends.

Today's draw seems fair and just, but the moment the results came out, everything was as expected, in line with the expectations of a group of big people, and there were no surprises, which was the biggest surprise.

If Zhou Xiong hadn't played crookedly, then the first performance-like competition might have developed towards the idea of a group of people joining in the fun.

At this time, Murong Yundi and Zhang Fang were fighting very lively, the stones were flying, and the light of their respective weapons was like a salute in the field.

A scream in the ring that changed its tone sounded, and I don't know who it came from, because the smoke and dust of the two were a little blinded by the fierce battle, and both of them were dressed in white, and they didn't know who the severed hand was lying on the ground.

The first person who couldn't hold her breath was an old woman of the Murong family in the stands, who rushed straight to the ring. A body of true qi was blowing, turning into a violent wind, blowing away the smoke and dust in the field.

I only saw that there was a touch of scarlet on the tip of Zhang Fang's sword, and Murong Yundi's Qiushui long sword was also covered in blood, but it was smashed into the dust along with the arm that held it, waiting to decay.

"Thief! Cut off people's siblings and destroy their future! Be punished! "The old woman was furious, her hands were sealed, and she was about to shoot this person who dared to hurt the Murong family's lineage!

"The Murong family is so majestic!" A deep cry, clear as a crane, woke up the stunned bystanders, and also stopped the old woman's methods.

The old woman's shot was not blocked, but the index finger of the old dean pointed at Yao, so she had to stop.

"I need an explanation!" Although the old woman stopped, she always needed a step for herself.

"Have you ever explained to Su Hang?" Zhang Fang put away the knife, never looked at the old woman, and looked directly at the stands of the four great families.

"When my four great families act, they are naturally worthy of Blackwater City! No need to explain! "It is Zhou Xi, the head of the Zhou family, who stands up to speak this time, although the four great families have competition, but since they can force the old dean to silence, they will naturally be angry at this time.

Hearing Zhou Xi's words, the others didn't have any feelings, but there was a light flashing in Su Hang's eyes.

"I heard that after your father passed away, Zhou Xi took care of your family? Today," Ruo Ruo looked at Su Hang with some confusion and asked.

"It is said that when they were young, they were like brothers and sisters, and their interests were the most important!" Su Hang sneered.

If you don't say anything at this time, the four great families are also a part of themselves, so they just asked Su Hang: "This Zhang Fang has a good relationship with you?" I seem to be talking to you, but I haven't seen you have any contact since I returned from the snowfield? ”

"When he was young, no one wanted to play with him because of his buckteeth, except me"

"It's not like that! He looks very handsome now, and he doesn't know how many good girls he has ruined! "If you don't think so

Now Zhang Fang's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, and soft facial features are better than some women. Where would I have thought that I would be bullied because of my appearance when I was young, if I was about to say something, but I was shocked by Zhang Fang's next words.

"The sword has no eyes, I just cut off his arm, I never took his life, and I also have a clear conscience!" Zhang Fang paused here and continued, "The small actions behind the back of the four great families can be said to have a clear conscience, but my fair and honest battle has become a shameless villain!" ”

Since then, everyone has heard that Zhang Fang is really unhappy with Su and Hangzhou, and it is not that he can't stop cutting off Murong Yundi's arm, but that he did it deliberately.

"How dare he say it!" Ruoruo's pupils were dilated by surprise, and he looked at Su Hang on the side dumbfounded.

"He's a prodigal son, Blackwater can't hold him back"

"I see"

Ruoruo looked at Zhang Fang, who was carrying a sickle on the field, and was a little envious