"Sanyang Kaitai!"

"Xuan poor hit the bell!"

Bang bang!

Qingji and Oulei collided in mid-air.

The first blow seemed evenly matched. But before Qingji finished his move, his arm trembled with the momentum, like a long oar paddling the waves.

"Xuan poor stepping on the sea, the streamer is empty!"

In an instant, Qingji actually integrated the invincible and unruly "Xuanqiao Battle Spectrum" into the artistic conception of the yellow-level combat technique "Empty Ming Palm".

This style of femininity is secretly fierce. It's like a thunderbolt from the sky, quietly shaking in a cloud flocculent, and suddenly bursting inadvertently!

Kara!

Rao is Uray is well-informed, but he has never encountered such a fickle and magical person.

He barely twisted his body in his busy schedule, and crossed his arms to block the blow.

However, the explosive tearing force caused by the rapid change in rigidity and softness suddenly shocked his whole person and coughed up blood and threw it away.

Choke!

Ouray has been walking between life and death all year round, and his response is also extremely fast. In mid-air, although he was not shocked, he had already held the Biyan Treasure Knife in his hand in the blink of an eye.

"Sanyang cohesion, Biyan is really hot!"

With the sound of shouting, a puff of green flames soared and danced above the blade, and the void was immediately filled with an incomparably terrifying fiery aura.

"Qingji, if you have the guts, take my real martial ......"

Before his words fell, his eyes flickered. It was Qingji who came to the palm of his hand, and when he hit him in the chest, he directly knocked him out of the field with a knife.

Closing his palms and standing, Qingji felt a slight regret in his heart. The momentum of Ouray's knife just now is very serious, and it is not trivial.

If he waits for a casual competition, he wants to see what kind of sword skills the opponent can use.

However, the current battle is about the competition for the place of the Wuchi Society. It is necessary to defeat the opponent as quickly as possible to avoid change.

"Won? Qingji defeated Uray in only three moves? ”

"Wu Sheng is on top, I heard that Wu Lei defeated Brother Wu Yong with three moves outside the mountain a few days ago. Now the same fiasco can be said to be a report after a report......"

Outside the martial arts arena, everyone was expecting a fierce battle that was more exciting than the battle of Wupo, who would have thought that the invincible Wulei would be beaten off the field in three moves and two styles after meeting Qingji.

"In the third fight, celebrate the victory!"

The corners of Archdeacon Wuyuan's mouth twitched as he witnessed the entire battle, and then came to the middle of the field and began to announce the result of the game loudly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since this last battle has also decided the winner. In accordance with the rules, this deacon declares the selection contest ......"

He was about to say, "This is the end of this trial." Unexpectedly, a voice suddenly sounded, "Archdeacon and slow!" ”

"Huh?"

Wu Yuan followed the sound, suddenly smiled again, and said kindly: "Wu Xing, do you still have anything to say?" ”

The young man in the green shirt Wuxing had a calm face, nodded and said, "Back to the archdeacon, the kid feels that if this selection competition ends so simply, I'm afraid it will be unfair." ”

"Unfair? What do you mean by that? Wu Yuan couldn't help but be stunned.

"Lord Deacon, the boy thought that the final final was called three, but in fact there were only two matches. And my Wuxing didn't fight the strong at all, so I got a place for nothing, isn't it too unfair? ”

"Wow~~~"

As soon as he said this, it was even more shocking than Wu Po Chaos Hammer smashing Wu Li and Qing Ji beating Meng Wulei in three moves.

How can there be such a cheap and well-behaved one?

"Wuxing, this ...... This one...... Your strength is there for you to see. As for one less game, it's your own luck.

We all have no objection to this, and you don't blame yourself anymore......"

Wu Yuan was pleasant, he deeply understood the power of the young man in front of him. Definitely far above Uli and Uray.

"Lord Deacon, the boy is not guilty of himself. When I came back this time, I just wanted to show my cultivation and compete with the so-called genius powerhouses in the ministry. Otherwise, even if you get this place, you will be unhappy.

So now I have the courage to ask the deacon to let me fight with Wu Po and Qingji separately, and see who is higher and who is lower.

If the deacon thinks it's a bit of a delay, he might as well let the two of them join forces and the boy will do the same! ”

Phew!

As Wu Xing spoke, he waved his arms, like a general throwing off his robe. threw off the green shirt on his body and came to the field.

"There's a good show!"

"Hmph, don't do it yourself! This is inevitably too arrogant. You actually want to let Young Master Wu Po and Qingji join forces to fight against him? Does he think he is the Great Elder of Wuhong? ”

"The same cannot be said. Just rush this guts, no matter whether he wins or loses, we all think he is a man! ”

"Yes, it's a man! Wuxing, we support you......"

There was excitement outside the venue. Everyone was already unsatisfied, and at this moment, more than half of them applauded.

"Little brother Wuxing, slow down. You can't do this deacon, and I will make a decision when I ask the head and the elder......"

Wu Yuan smiled bitterly when he saw this, and was about to go to ask for instructions. But listening to the high platform, Wuhong's loud voice roared,

"Deacon Wu Yuan, what this kid Wu Xing just said is not unreasonable. But it's not too early, so let's just play one extra game.

The other two winners will decide on a candidate for the tournament on their own. Regardless of whether they win or lose this battle, both sides can get three Chaoyuan Dan and one Xinggang knife for encouragement. ”

"Obey the orders of the Great Elder!"

Wu Yuan got the instructions, looked at Wu Po and Qing Ji, and said with a smile: "Two junior brothers, you have also heard the words of the Great Elder, I don't know who will fight Wu Xing in this battle?" ”

"Hahaha, this kid is so rampant. Big brother, you rest, just wait for me to go up and smash him away with a hammer.

It's really good luck, there are still Chaoyuan Dan and Xinggang knives to take......" Wu Po said tightened his clothes and was about to play.

Qingji stopped him. He knew that Wu Po had just fought a battle, and he had beaten eighteen hammers indiscriminately so that he could do whatever he wanted, and he was invincible.

However, this Wuxing is far from being comparable to the other two teenagers. Even if Wu Po has a sledgehammer in his hand, I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat the other party.

With the cultivation of Great Elder Wuhong, he can naturally see this. So when he spoke like that just now, he clearly wanted to force himself to make a move.

Qingji secretly sneered and didn't say much. Let Wu Po retreat aside, and strode into the field again.

"Look, Qingji is playing again!"

"You say, who will win and who will lose in the end of this battle?"

"I see the two tigers fighting, maybe both lose and lose."

"Take a gamble, I'll bet on you. Qingji is a person with a foreign surname after all. If he takes the lead, the faces of our descendants will not be bright. ”

"What outer surname inner surname? Since you have joined the Spiritual Rain Department, you are all a family. I'm betting on the celebration ......"

A group of warriors have their own opinions, and some people directly take out some small things as bets. In the martial arts arena, Qingji and Wu Xing were already facing each other, each looking at each other.

(End of chapter)