The stick in Yang Zhixiong's hand carried a devastating momentum, and his whole body jumped up, pouring all the spiritual power on his body into the dark iron rod in his hand, and a layer of green brilliance came out of the stick, which was definitely powerful.

This is a nirvana, the speed is so fast that people can't reach it, and this stick is still hidden in countless stick shadows.

Seeing this scene, Ge Yu's heart was raised, however, when this stick came, the little monk of the Dharma Cave of Shaolin Temple still had a calm and terrible face, but seeing that he quickly raised the stick in his hand, he actually closed his eyes at this moment.

The next moment, something happened that stunned everyone, but behind the little monk, suddenly there was a phantom of the Buddha flashed out, the treasure was solemn, magnificent and huge, at that moment, the little monk's body was flooded with a faint golden light, and there seemed to be the sound of Buddha chanting all around.

This happened suddenly, when the phantom of the Buddha came out from behind the little monk Zhikong, everyone present was startled, including Yang Zhixiong, who was beaten with a stick, and a touch of horror appeared on his face.

However, his stick had already fallen, and he couldn't take it back if he wanted to.

"Bell!" There was a loud bang, and a fierce wind centered on the two people, spreading in all directions, blowing the clothes of the people.

"Ahh

After a miserable snort, Yang Zhixiong's body was bounced out, and he crossed an arc in mid-air, flying directly towards the bottom of the ring.

And the direction in which Yang Zhixiong fell was where Wu Jiuyin and the others were sitting.

Ziyang Zhenren waved his hand, and a gust of wind flew out of his sleeve and landed on Yang Zhixiong's back, holding his body up, not letting him smash on the ground so embarrassed, but after Yang Zhixiong landed, his body still staggered several steps before stopping.

The rule of the fight is that who knows that if he is beaten under the ring, he will lose, obviously, this Yang Zhixiong has been defeated, but his face is still a little unconvinced, and his eyes are staring at the little monk Zhikong in the ring.

The little monk Zhikong had already received his supernatural powers, carried a stick in one hand, saluted Yang Zhixiong, and said politely: "Amitabha, thank you Yang Shi for accepting ......."

"The little master of Zhikong in the Dharma Cave of Shaolin Temple wins." Ziyang Zhenren waved his hand.

Although there was a lot of unwillingness in his heart, Yang Zhixiong was helpless, snorted coldly, and left here with his stick.

The fight between the two of them is the longest lasting pair, and the rest of the ring has long been over.

Ge Yu looked at the little monk of Zhikong, and admired in his heart, this person is a very strong opponent, that is, the power of the Buddha that suddenly appeared behind him, which also makes people awe-inspired, I don't know if I can win when I meet him, because Ge Yu feels that this little monk is completely hidden, and it is estimated that there are more powerful tricks that have been hidden.

This competition is very important, many people deliberately hide their clumsiness and do not reveal their true skills, so as not to be known and come up with a way to crack it, this little monk can actually defeat Yang Zhixiong quickly, but he didn't, it is estimated that it is because of this reason.

Since the number drawn by Ge Yu is No. 18, Ge Yu will play in the second round of competition.

There were already people shouting the names of the people who were fighting in the martial arts.

Next to the ring where Ge Yu was standing, about twenty meters away, there was another ring, which was guarded by the head of the Huashan faction and the head of Qingcheng Mountain, Yun Qingzhen.

It was at this ring that Nayun Qingzhen called Ge Yu's name, and Ge Yu hurriedly walked towards the ring.

As soon as they heard that there was Ge Yu fighting in this scene, everyone seemed very excited, except for Wu Jiuyin sitting under the ring, the rest of the people followed and walked over, and went to the bottom of Ge Yu to watch.

Monk Hua patted Ge Yu on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I said that your Maoshan Sect is ruthless enough, you actually sent such a powerful character as you to fight, aren't you afraid that people will say that juniors bully juniors?" ”

"I can't help it, the elder brother in charge has to ask me to participate, it's not okay if I don't participate, the order of the master, where do I, a disciple of Maoshan, dare to disobey him." Ge Yu said with a wry smile.

"Haha...... Do a good job, this time the head is definitely yours, and you will drink the celebration wine tonight. Bai Zhan said with a smile on the side.

"The young masters who came this time are all very strong, and I'm not sure, the little master of the Shaolin Temple Dharma Cave just now is a powerful character." Ge Yu said modestly.

"We all believe in you, and if you win, we will cheer you on." Yue Qiang also said on the side.

As he was talking, Ge Yu's name had already been shouted twice, Ge Yu waved his hand to everyone, and walked straight towards the ring.

On the ring, there were already people waiting, a bearded man, holding two copper hammers in his hands, a pair of tiger eyes, blazing, and looking straight towards Ge Yu.

As soon as Ge Yu stepped into the ring, someone below shouted that the competition began.

Time is urgent, 100 games a day, and strive to win the top 100 before dark.

The world of cultivators is always one with a hard fist and the one who is the winner, no matter how famous you are or what your rank is.

It's a mule or a horse, you have to pull it out and slip away.

Under the ring, Ge Yu's side was the most crowded, because many people saw that everyone from Jiuyang Hua Li Bai came over, except for Wu Jiuyin, they felt that the fight here must be very exciting.

And although Ge Yu's cultivation is high, there are really not many people who know him.

This time is also the time for Ge Yu to become famous.

Both sides stand on their own, and according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, the first thing to do is to report their names.

But seeing that the man on the opposite side was carrying two copper hammers, he said angrily: "Jin Peng of the Northwest Horse Gang, I have seen this friend, please advise." ”

Ge Yu also politely replied: "Ge Yu, a disciple of the real person of the Maoshan Sect, is called Long Yan. ”

When Ge Yu reported his name, the people gathered under the stands suddenly let out a sigh, good guy, this generation is too exaggerated, it is the same generation as Maoshan Zhangjiao, and he is so young, how is this possible?

However, this is a martial arts competition organized by the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and it is impossible to register for a random number, and everyone is talking about it at the moment, and they all feel a little unbelievable.

Even the two real people sitting in the audience were surprised.