"Pick them up." Chu Xiangdao, exhaled, adjusted his breath, he was not sure.

Shi Wuzheng nodded.

Seeing that Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng made a move, everyone was even more nervous, this was not only about the lives of the three players, but also about the lives of the five masters of refining the marrow.

Everyone saw the figure on the stage flickering, Chu Xiang had already appeared in the middle of the three people who were competing for internal strength, his body moved instantly, with the momentum of the golden rooster's independence, he opened the palms of the three people with both hands and feet, and withstood the strength of the three people's competition, and then shook the three people away.

The three of them were divided, and their strength was lost, and they all spurted blood from their mouths, and then they were forcibly bounced away by Chu Xiang's soft strength and flew out upside down. Chu Xiang used the technique of four or two thousand catties, but the three people who tried their best still suffered a lot of impact, but it was better than forcibly shaking the three of them away, so that the three of them would be crippled even if they did not die.

When Chu Xiang shook the three of them, before the three of them landed, Shi Wuzheng's body flashed, and he took the three of them in mid-air, otherwise even if he didn't fall to death, he would inevitably have a disordered breath, lose control of his strength, and aggravate his injuries.

Affected by the force, Chu Xiang's right shoe and socks were all shattered, leaving only half of the sock at the ankle on the foot, and the trouser tube was also broken, standing in the ring made of ice and snow, Chu Xiang's appearance looked a little funny, but at this time, no one thought he was funny, he could separate the three masters of refining the marrow of the internal strength without losing himself, such strength was enough to crush the vast majority of people.

The audience applauded thunderously and cheered one after another, giving it to the conscientious referee, who is lucky to have such a referee.

After the three of them landed, they breathed a little, straightened out the breath in their bodies, and hurriedly got up and thanked Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng gratefully. In such a situation, if you don't die, you can still get up and thank you, there is no doubt that Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng have made great contributions, and the surrounding players applauded and cheered.

Chu Xiang was a little unaccustomed to such an atmosphere, turned his head and called the doctor to check the injuries of the three people, fortunately, the injuries were not particularly serious, but they were all internal injuries and could not be treated, so he asked the porter to carry the three to the logistics medical office and send them to the military hospital for treatment.

The junta ordered that from this round onwards, all participants would receive free medical treatment provided by the junta, so that the participants could have no worries and be relieved to fight with all their might.

After the porter carried the three away, Chu Xiang announced the result of the competition: all three were eliminated.

With the experience of the first game, the next few games did not occur again to compete for internal strength, which led to the players on the stage are very entangled, three into one, if one of them can be one against two is fine, but in the case of the strength of the three people are about the same, the first shot will definitely suffer, and the second shot will definitely take advantage, to this realm of masters, many do not want to take advantage of others, of course, do not want to suffer, so there are often three confrontations, no one shoots the embarrassing situation.

In such a situation, Chu Xiang had to make a rule, if he didn't make a move for more than five minutes, all three of them would be eliminated.

Use the rules to force the people in the ring to shoot, this is the most helpless practice, but this also makes the people on the stage come up with a way to deal with it, that is, to agree with each other, stop at the point, so that the chance of the first shot being picked up by the last shot is much smaller because of injury, but there is still a problem, that is, the two moves of the first shot will definitely be studied by the last person, and they may be found to be cracked.

I don't know if it was deliberately arranged by the organizing committee, Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng's No. 17 ring masters emerged one after another, and the seventh game of the game was all marrow refining masters, and there was no one below the marrow refining, and the ring had been shattered and dumped by internal strength.

The already smooth ice surface is more difficult to settle down after tilting, and you will be knocked out of the ring if you are not careful, but this also has an advantage, that is, the loser is rarely killed and seriously injured, and as soon as the strength is exchanged, the weak person cannot stand and falls off the ring.

In the eighth game, a top master appeared in the ring, a master who surprised Chu Xiang, and followed Lu Feng like a shadow.

Lu Feng looks like he is about thirty, he looks very ordinary, there is nothing special about his physiognomy, he is not tall or short, he is not fat or thin, he has a well-proportioned figure, if it weren't for his natural and casual posture when he jumped into the ring, probably no one would think that he was a super master.

The three of them stood on the three cracked ice, but Lu Feng's attention was not on the opponent, he looked at Chu Xiang with a smile, his slightly godless eyes suddenly changed, his sharp eyes suddenly appeared, his sharp eyes stared at Chu Xiang, the corners of his mouth provoked a trace of evil smile, but his tone was flat: "I'm going to kill them, will you sit back and watch?" ”

Very obvious provocative words, Chu Xiang did not speak, his lowered eyelids were raised, the two looked at each other, and there was a pressure spreading in the air.

Seeing Chu Xiang's reaction, Lu Feng became even more unscrupulous, his momentum was rising steadily, and the overwhelming aura was surging towards Chu Xiang, and the pressure in the air was high, which made people suffocate. Standing in the ring together, Lu Feng was like the Demon King of the World, exuding a powerful aura, and the other two in the ring were like chickens in the wind, and the difference between high and low was clear at a glance.

What Chu Xiang didn't expect was that inspired by the momentum of the confrontation between the two, Shi Wuzheng's whole person's momentum changed greatly, he changed his gentle and elegant attitude, his expression was solemn, his spirit was unified, his eyes were bright, as if he was out of a cage, staring at Lu Feng, without stage fright at all.

The momentum is agitated, the wind and clouds turn sharply, and the martial arts will appear to be the most powerful master confrontation since the beginning, although the level is poor, Shi Wuzheng is not afraid, the qi is not timid, the momentum is like the sunrise and the morning light, the firm and steady upward rush, tearing through the thin morning mist, breaking through the momentum of Lu Feng, forming a two-on-one situation.

The pressure was like a frenzy in the angry sea, and waves of agitation came, realizing that it was no longer a situation that he could participate in, and without waiting for Chu Xiang to speak, the other two contestants in the ring jumped out of the ring without hesitation, but the confrontation between Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng and Lu Feng did not end there.

Lu Feng's momentum is like a dark cloud covering the sun, Mount Tai is overwhelming, majestic and condensed, Chu Xiang's momentum is like a thousand troops, forward, tragic and cruel, Shi Wuzheng is a spring breeze blowing willows, the morning glow is rising, gentle and flexible, ubiquitous, pervasive. The three peaks stood together, like the sun was in the sky, and the players who were too close were pressed by the momentum, and they actually had a feeling of stagnation of breath, and hurriedly retreated.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, the strength of the three was beyond their imagination, and the other people in the ring were attracted by the confrontation of the three, and the game was stopped, and they all looked at the No. 17 ring. The strong pressure rushed against each other, and after a while, the ring under Lu Feng's feet began to sink slowly, and the ice at the bottom could not bear the strength and began to melt, knowing that he was already at a disadvantage, Lu Feng's body shook slightly, broke away from the momentum of Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng, and jumped out of the ring.

"Looking forward to seeing you again." Lu Feng's voice came, and the figure that left leisurely was already dozens of meters away.

Under the suppression of the momentum of the two of them, they were able to get out easily, although Chu Xiang's complexion did not change, his heart was turbulent, Lu Feng's strength was beyond his expectations, he was obviously the one who had passed the threshold of refining the marrow, and he walked faster than him.

Pulling out his feet that had fallen into the frozen soil, Chu Xiang announced the result: "Lu Feng is promoted." Although he did not announce the start, and the three of them did not fight in the ring, Lu Feng's strength has undoubtedly made the result clear.

"It's terrifying, it's even better than you." Shi Wuzheng took a breath, and his voice was as thin as a gnat, and only Chu Xiang could hear it.

"I'm afraid this person has broken through this layer two years ago, and he can easily get out under our momentum, and he only has five successes at most, I'm afraid that we can't defeat him together." Chu Xiang's voice was a little solemn.

"A character who can become a legend is really not an ordinary person." Shi Wuzheng said.

"It's a great joy that you can break through because of this." Chu Xiang said, with surprise hidden in his tone.

"I had a faint feeling some time ago, but I didn't expect it to be like this, but I have to thank him." Shi Wuzheng showed a smile on his face, and it felt good to break through, but he didn't know that the smile at this time was slapped right by the reporter who had been locking on him.

"I'm going to have to slaughter you when I turn around." Chu Xiangdao.

The two of them were talking, they couldn't be heard at all, and their expressions didn't change much, just standing there expressionless as usual.

The competition continued, probably stimulated by the confrontation between the three people, and the next game was very intense, mostly the three of them fought as soon as they came to the stage, and there were also those who caught and fought each other, and one person watched. I don't know if it was affected by the confrontation situation, but there were two players at the Yijin level in the ring next to them who broke through the boundary in the competition and entered the refining level.

Shi Wuzheng had just broken through, and he needed time to think and sort out, and in the next competition, Chu Xiang single-handedly did everything, allowing Shi Wuzheng to think quietly and achieve his own higher level of martial arts.

In the eleventh game, the ring completely collapsed, becoming a pile of broken ice. Chu Xiang walked around the collapsed ring, leaving a circle of footprints, and the match continued in the broken ice.

The ring is made of ice and snow, each ring is rammed solidly, in this cold weather, not softer than concrete, after the ring collapses the hard ice cubes and ice picks are disordered, there is no difference between hitting sharp ice cubes and touching knives, which is a severe test for the players who come to the stage behind, and they have no ability, and they can't perform in such an environment.

Next on stage were a man with a gun, a man with a knife, and a woman.

When they got into the ring, the two men didn't say a word, they fought hard, and they didn't pay attention to the other woman at all. Those who can enter this round are basically masters, many of them have their own firm principles, and it is basically a consensus to disdain to bully women, otherwise Leng Ruyue would not be so lucky to enter this round.

The sword light flew, and in the collapsing ring, the man with the spear had nowhere to use his spear, and was forced to dodge everywhere by the man with the knife, and the situation was precarious. However, the ending was unexpected, and after being chased and killed by the knife man for a few minutes, the gun man took advantage of the knife's carelessness and shot through the hard ice and pierced the knife's chest, causing blood to gush out. The spearman drew his spear, and the gushing blood was sprinkled on the ice, and then condensed, giving it a vivid and cold aesthetic.

Such a change Chu Xiang can't be stopped, and he can't be blocked, a shot that pierces the ice, the gunner doesn't know if he can kill the knife, he can only use all his strength, if Chu Xiang blocks, the knife won't die, it will affect the fairness of the game. It is possible that the gunman's shot will not kill the knifeman, but will be killed by the knifeman, or it may directly kill the knifeman as it is now, both of which are possible, and if they are blocked, the result will be impossible to judge, and the victory or defeat is unknown.

The gunman turned around and faced the woman, who drew her sword and wanted to fight, but the gunman said, "I don't fight women, you are not my opponent." ”

After a moment of silence, the woman reluctantly walked out of the ring area, and her good luck ended there.

From the moment she entered the ring area, the woman knew that she was not the opponent of the two at all, and she was only able to advance because of good luck, and several people in the last round did not beat the woman, so that she could advance smoothly, but this time it was different, only one person could advance, and the gunman and the knife did not lose both, so she lost the opportunity to advance, and could only give up on her own initiative.

In the seventeenth game, there was a duel between two top masters, and there were two twelfth-level masters on the stage, and the information of the two Chu Xiang had seen it on the list of masters, and Chu Xiang remembered all the twelfth-level and thirteenth-level masters on the list very clearly.

One of the two people on stage used a sword, and the other used a knife, the name of the person who used the sword was Chu Jiansheng, and the name of the knife person was Dong Fanghua, Dong Fanghua had an obvious feature, his body was mutated by radiation, and a bunch of tumors grew on his left foot like a balloon.

The two stood in the ice, glanced at the other person who came to the stage, and gestured to Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng, and then drew their weapons and began to fight. The sword light is flying, suddenly like a flying flower fluttering, suddenly like thunder and lightning, fast and no matter what, between advance and retreat, seconds to the peak. The knife is not afraid at all, the knife is calm, and one move is as heavy as a mountain, so as to respond to all changes without change.

The two of them changed their bodies, fought for a while, and did not touch the ice at all over their bodies, chasing through the ice piles, if it were not for the sword wind, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and there was the harsh sound of the sword dragging from time to time, and I thought it was a sword routine.

At the same time, the twelfth-level masters, the two can be said to be equal, and they fought fiercely for more than ten minutes, and finally decided the winner. The swordsman's footwork is wonderful, the long sword looms in the ice and snow, it is very difficult to guess, the swordsman does not notice for a while, and is deceived by the swordsman's false tricks, and when he sweeps away the oncoming ice and snow, the long sword has appeared in front of him.

The swordsman did not play the killer, and the swordsman was unwilling, but he had no choice but to lose the chess, so he bowed his hand to thank him for not killing, and walked out of the ring with his sword.

"You want to fight?" After the swordsman walked out of the ring, the swordsman said to the scar-faced man who was fighting in the ring.

"You have to try to know the gap with the masters." The scar-faced man draws a knife.

"Good." The swordsman draws his sword and goes straight to the sword.

The shadow of the sword rose again, but the three moves could not be made, the knife could not be blocked, the blade was picked off, and he admitted defeat and exited.

In the nineteenth game, the field once again ushered in the top master, Tianshan swordsman Liu Boyong.

Liu Boyong, it is difficult to associate the name with the slender and lonely figure in the ring. This person is dressed very sloppily and casually, his beard is messy, his eyes are deep and unpredictable, and the long sword hangs casually on his waist.

"Why would someone like him participate in this competition?" Sensing the aura of the master, Shi Wuzheng came back to his senses.

"Then why are you and I here?" Chu Xiangdao.

"Also, there is no reason for human affairs." Shi Wuzheng looked at the lonely and cold voice in front of him.

Liu Boyong heard the conversation between the two, and when he looked at it, his eyes without any fluctuations revealed loneliness, coldness, and a touch of deep sadness in the depths.

Liu Boyong did not have the terrifying momentum of Lu Feng and Chu Xiang when they confronted each other, and the cold and solemn figure standing with his hands in his hands had a momentum of abyss, and the cold aura made people feel unattainable.

The master's temperament is different.

Chu Xiang announced the start of the competition, and the other two people in the ring had not yet made a move, and suddenly their faces turned red, red, and then turned white and pale, and then bowed their heads and left the ring.

From beginning to end, Liu Boyong didn't make a move, and the other two didn't make a move, and the competition ended in just ten seconds, which disappointed the players who wanted to witness the master's demeanor.

Liu Boyong glanced at Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng, and left the ring abruptly, from beginning to end, without saying a word, it was like the ice and snow in the deep mountains blowing through, and then flew away.

"What do you think?" Chu Xiangdao.

"Very strong, maybe stronger than Lu Feng, the sword intent is pure, the control is free, forcing the two of them back without hurting them in the slightest, even I only feel a slight sword leak, it's terrifying." Shi Wuzheng said solemnly.

"People who have no distractions in their hearts, are consistent, and truly pursue the ultimate in kendo, but unfortunately they are hurt by love and stop moving." Chu Xiang said, meaning something.

"I know what you mean, but we're all people in the dust." Shi Wuzheng sighed slightly, if he could do this, he would have broken through the refining marrow a long time ago.

"Two of the four masters have been seen, what do you think of the other two?"

"I'm afraid they're all on the same level."

"Teach Leng Ruyue, I'll find someone else, you can concentrate on martial arts during this time, and see if you can go to the next level in the challenge in March." Chu Xiangdao.

"I was about to tell you, I'm sorry I can't help." Shi Wuzheng said.

"If you can go one level further, it's the best help, and there will be things for you to help in the future." Chu Xiangdao.

When the two were talking, the next contestant had already taken the stage, and it was a twelfth-level master named Yuan Chuanlong.

Yuan Chuanlong was tall, there was no weapon in his hand, and after he came to the stage, he directly shot at the other two, with one enemy and two, under the heavy fist, the two could not hold ten moves, one shoulder armor was broken and seriously injured, and one person's skull was shattered, and he was killed on the spot, and the red and white were sprinkled on the ground.

In the next game, Chu Xiang saw a familiar person, and awakened the person of the demon bloodline - Yan Wuhui.

"You know him?" Shi Wuzheng's senses were very keen.

Chu Xiang nodded slightly.

"Cold, paranoid, violent, this person is very troublesome." The afterglow of his eyes fell on the cold man in the ring, and Shi Wuzheng said.

Chu Xiang sighed.

Yan Wuhui was really angry, after coming to the stage, he sneered, drew his knife and killed the other player, looking at his indomitable posture, it was completely a fight for his life, and he didn't care whether the other person would sneak attack from behind.

The three people on the stage are all eleventh level masters, Yan Wuhui does not have any advantage, in the face of his fighting situation, the bald man of the opponent is not panicked at all, those who can reach this level are all from the bloody wind and rain, and those who are afraid of death have already died.

The stormy knife technique, there is no offense and no defense, and the opponent who has no return to Yan is tossing and turning, dodging the edge, and does not make a move. When the opponent didn't take the move, Yan Wuhui became even more angry, and the fierce knife momentum rolled up layers of snowflakes, and the knife momentum began to become too heavy and repeatedly touched the surrounding ice cubes.