Shen He was startled, and his body retreated in an instant, wanting to distance himself from this Zen staff. But the old monk kicked the ground hard and followed closely, and for a while Shen He retreated again and again, and he couldn't resist being chased by the old monk.

His mind was racing, and he was about to exit the white coil, when he suddenly struck a flat bridge, and the huge Zen staff slid against his chest, and he narrowly dodged the blow. Shen He felt a hot pain in his chest, and cold sweat broke out on his back, this was still rubbing the past, if he hit it directly, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

The old monk's powerful blow missed, his body twisted abnormally, Shen He's eyes lit up, he immediately supported the ground with one hand, his legs made a big whirl in the air, and then kicked the old monk's back heavily. The old monk was a little powerless because of his old age, and the blow just now made his body lose control, and the lower plate was unstable, and this kick made him lose his center of gravity, and his body involuntarily flew forward and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ouch, my old waist...... he immediately felt pain, one hand held his waist, lying on the ground and moaning in pain, just now the noble appearance of the living Buddha in the world disappeared completely.

"Shen Hesheng!" the appraiser's voice came out again, and he nodded towards Shen He, as if to express his approval.

Shen He bowed slightly and bowed to him, he naturally recognized the connoisseur, he was present when the Spirit Plate Platform was tested.

This time, Shen He didn't call for a battle, he had just fought two battles in a row, which made him consume a little violently, and he hurriedly took advantage of the time when those people were dealing with the old monk to absorb and absorb more natural energy and recover his physical strength.

He looked at the few people standing in the front row of the crowd, and now he also figured out that the few people standing in the front row should be the coaches of the various fields in the martial arts training field, and at this moment they looked at each other, not knowing what they were communicating. Shen He guessed that they might be wrapping their voices with battle qi, afraid that they would hear it, but he didn't have the heart to care about that now, he just wanted to recover his strength as soon as possible to deal with the next challenge.

The sun had slowly climbed overhead, and the scorching sun was shining down, making people sweat uncontrollably. On the ground of the martial arts training ground, heat waves rose, but everyone didn't seem to be afraid of the heat, they gathered together and surrounded a teenager in the center of the field.

"After our discussion," a person from the front row walked out, nodded at the appraiser, and said, "Our fighting arena recognizes Shen He's strength, and the fighting arena will not continue to send boxers or martial artists to fight in this graduation competition." ”

As soon as these words came out, they immediately set off an uproar.

"What? Is this passing?"

"This is too hasty, there are so many coaches in the fighting arena, there are only two of them, and if they lose, they won't continue?"

"You know, there are three giants in our fighting arena, Wang Wu, Zhao Sanfeng and Hui An. Now that Zhao Sanfeng and Hui'an have lost, and it is impossible for Wang Wu to participate in the war, is it possible for the rest of the people to win?"

......

Everyone chattered and quarreled, and seemed to be quite dissatisfied with the decision in the fighting arena, and the person who came out became the target of public criticism. He shook his head, a little helpless, as the junior in the arena said, both of them were defeated, and there was no need to fight any more. He hugged his fist at Shen He and said, "Little brother, I wish you a smooth graduation." ”

Shen He also clenched his fists and replied, "Thank you." ”

With that, the man left with a few people in the front row, followed by the other disciples in the fighting arena. There were a lot fewer people in the arena in an instant, and the fighting arena has always been the most crowded, and as soon as they left, the arena was no longer crowded, but everyone was still together, wanting to drill forward as much as possible and watch the competition up close.

"Now there are three left. Shen He secretly clenched his fists, this first game is a fighting arena, the competition is hard power, and it is also the most tiring. This one is over, and the rest is much faster.

There were only half of the people in the front row left, and Shen He looked at them calmly, waiting for the next wind and rain.

After a long discussion, a man dressed in a tight black coat with only a pair of eyes wrapped in him walked out, he was of short stature, his limbs were slightly short, and he walked without a sound.

He walked quickly to the middle of the field and stood opposite Shen He.

Shen He saluted him: "In Xia Shen He, come to ask for advice." ”

But the man didn't say anything, he just looked at Shen He directly. Suddenly, a thin needle was thrown out of her hand and stabbed Shen He's door, Shen He's eyebrows were raised, and this person actually started directly. His fingers flashed silver, and a four-cornered dart was held in his hand and thrown at the flying silver needle.

There was a soft "ding", and the two collided with sparks in the air, and both fell to the ground.

The man in black couldn't see any reaction, he only showed a pair of eyes, and he suddenly rushed towards Shen He, Shen He didn't have it, he spread his senses, distributed ten meters around him, and also rushed over.

Shen He has maintained his perception within a radius of ten meters around his body, because the larger the range of perception diffusion, the rougher the perception becomes, the person in front of him is a hidden weapon coach from the point of view, the hidden weapon can be large or small, large enough to be decapitated, and so small that it cannot be captured by the naked eye, so Shen He maintains the perception range around him ten meters, it has his own considerations, ten meters of fine perception can allow him to perceive any particles, and the distance of ten meters is enough for him to react.

The sound of "dingding......dingding" iron weapons colliding was endless, and the two sides were engaged in a fierce duel with hidden weapons, but almost all of them were offensive with the black-clothed people and Shen He on the defensive. At their feet, countless hidden weapons fell to the ground, laying layer after layer. However, even though Shen He has been on the defensive, he has not been harmed, and his defense is airtight.

Finally, after the last dagger was blocked by Shen He, the man in black stopped his attack. Shen He gasped, he checked the remaining hidden weapons in his spatial ring, his heart was very painful, the mountain of hidden weapons that he had collected overnight was now only a shallow layer. "This cultivation secret weapon is really expensive...... Shen He sighed secretly in his heart, he remembered that when he was in the deep mountains, Wang Wu used small pebbles in the river when he trained him with secret weapons, and he only needed to pick them up at that time, so Shen He didn't feel so distressed. However, these are well-built secret weapons used in the martial arts training field, which not only consumes the efforts of craftsmen, but also consumes a huge amount of money. So Shen He had already begun to think about it, and in the future, he suggested that the eldest brother replace the hidden weapon on the field with a small pebble......

Of course, the man in black didn't know what Shen He was thinking, he stared at Shen He with a pair of somewhat delicate eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Shen He saw the man in black flicker in front of him, and then disappeared. He frowned, he didn't see any movement of the man in black, and he didn't see or sense any hidden weapon. Could it be that I was wrong?

He didn't dare to take it lightly, even if he didn't perceive anything, but that moment made him feel uneasy. Suddenly, he sensed some fluctuations behind him, and he didn't look back, and immediately leaned forward, but it was still too late.

"Huh!" a four-edged blade plunged straight into his waist, and blood spurted out in an instant, shooting high.

Shen He felt a sharp pain coming from his waist, making him almost unable to stand up, and blood flowed down the short blade, forming a small pool on the ground.