"Look, Senior Brother Xiao has met Senior Brother Xie!"

The disciples who watched the battle were talking one after another.

"Which of the two of them do you think will win?"

"It should be Senior Brother Xie Jun who will win, although Senior Brother Xiao's talent and strength so far exceed that of the fourth level of body refining, but the realm is too different after all. ”

"I also think so, Senior Brother Xie is in the fivefold perfection realm of body refining, and his own strength is strong. This great realm is not something that can be replaced by heavenly power. ”

However, some disciples expressed optimism about Xiao Yi.

"Senior Brother Xiao can take Senior Brother Luo Heng's palm hard when refining the body triple, and his swordsmanship is also very powerful. Outer door Dabi can be described as the biggest dark horse so far......"

"But his swordsmanship is still much worse than Senior Sister Lin and Senior Brother Luo......"

“......”

The disciples had different opinions, but generally speaking, most people were optimistic about Xie Jun, after all, Xiao Yi's realm was too low.

With the noise of the crowd, the two stepped into the ring.

Xiao Yi's black hair fluttered in the wind, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his aura was extraordinary.

Xie Jun, on the other hand, has crisp short hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a strong body.

"I really didn't expect these two people to meet ...... so early"

An elder on the high platform said.

"Yes, it is not surprising that this Xiao Yi is going to lose. ”

At this time, Xu An asked Xu Hua on the main throne, "Sect Master, do you think which of the two of them will win?"

The elders also turned their eyes to Xu Hua, looking forward to his answer, after all, Xu Hua was the strongest person among them, and he was more than a star and a half strong.

Xu Hua put down the teacup, looked at Xiao Yi with a confident face below, and said calmly: "Just take a look, some things are not as simple as you think." ”

The elders were puzzled, did the sect master think that Xiao Yi would win?

......

At the same time, Xiao Yi and Xie Jun were already standing in the ring.

This is an exciting battle, one is the biggest dark horse in the outer gate, and the other is the second recognized in the outer gate.

"Are you Xiao Yi?" Xie Jun was the first to speak, "I have heard of your deeds a long time ago, and you are indeed qualified to fight with me." ”

Xiao Yi smiled faintly and did not speak.

"It's just that your good luck ends here, because it's me you bumped into, Xie Jun!"

Xiao Yi said calmly: "Are you too confident?"

"Just try it!"

Xie Jun shouted, already in a posture.

Xiao Yi stretched out his right hand, palm facing up.

"Please. ”

At the beginning of the competition, Xie Jun's muscles tightened, and the whole person rushed directly towards Xiao Yi.

He was already a belligerent person, so naturally it was impossible to wait for Xiao Yi to make the first move.

I saw Xie Jun punching in, and his fist drove the wind to roar.

"Senior Brother Xie directly used "Mountain and River Fist"!"

A disciple recognized this trick and exclaimed.

It's just that this punch is not so threatening in Xiao Yi's eyes.

"Too slow. ”

Xiao Yi didn't draw his sword, there was wind under his feet, and he dodged Xie Jun's ferocious punch with one move.

Feeling the fist wind next to his cheek, Xiao Yi speculated that the opponent's punch definitely had a strength close to seven thousand catties.

"The strength of this Xie Jun is also much higher than that of ordinary martial artists. ”

But if it's more than strength, Xiao Yi is not afraid of anyone. He now has a strength of nearly six thousand catties with a punch out of thin air, and if he adds the blessing of "Wild Battle", it will only be higher.

"This Xie Jun has a lot of fist power. ”

An elder on the high platform said.

"Yes, this kid Xie Jun has a full thousand catties of strength more than ordinary people, which can be described as innate divine power. ”

Xiao Yi off the field has not fought back, but relied on the near-perfect "Wind" to avoid the opponent's attack.

Xiao Yi's behavior obviously annoyed Xie Jun a little.

"Hey, are you just going to hide?

Xiao Yi said while dodging, "Your attack is too slow, you only have strength but no speed. ”

"Since you want me to hit you, then I'm going to make a move. ”

Xiao Yi said that he had never seen such a strange request, and after dodging another attack from the other party, he threw a punch.

"It's the seventh style of Baiyun!"

Xu An, who was on the high platform, was very surprised when he saw Xiao Yi's punch.

The elders were even more incredulous, and even the sect leader Xu Hua was moved.

I saw that Xiao Yi's punch was as slow as a turtle and as light as cotton. But everyone knows that this is just an illusion.

Once the last three styles of "White Cloud Nine Styles" have been attacked, unless there is a big gap in the realm, then this move can only be resisted.

Seeing this, Xie Jun was busy and couldn't call it well.

With a bend of his legs, he stepped directly into the ring under his feet. I saw a layer of gray-black oily gas slowly emerging from the surface of his body.

"Iron Armor!

The iron fist "banged" directly on Xie Jun's defensive arms, but Xiao Yi only felt that he had hit a piece of steel.

Xie Jun let out a muffled snort, and his entire body took two steps back.

"Defensive martial arts?"

Xiao Yi looked at Xie Jun in front of him, and only then did he understand the reason for the other party's slow speed.

Xie Jun spends all his energy on attack and defense, unlike most disciples who only focus on attack and body technique.

You know, the cultivation of defensive martial arts is very painful, unless you have a lot of money and resources. Otherwise, it will take years to develop defensive qi.

Xiao Yi affirmed the authenticity of the other party's second.

To deal with Xie Jun, who has a defensive spirit, there are only three people who can defeat him, but if you want to break Xie Jun's defense, in addition to cultivating some special martial arts, then only Xiao Yi can do it.

However, when Xiao Yi was surprised, Xie Jun was a little cautious.

"What a big punch ......"

He actually felt a stronger force than himself in Xiao Yi's fist.

You must know that before, even Luo Heng didn't dare to compete with himself. Even the reckless Lin Chong's strength was not as great as his own.

And this originally unknown Xiao Yi ...... He almost broke his own defenses.

"Xiao Yi's punch just now is estimated to have a strength of nearly 7,500 catties. ”

"Seven thousand five hundred...... That's the power that only exists in the middle of the sevenfold refining body. And he only has the fourfold perfection of refining the body. ”

The elders were overjoyed.

"It seems that this Xiao Yi is the real innate divine power!"

The sect has another disciple who is born with divine power, and of course they are excited.

......

Xiao Yi shook his right hand that had just punched, he had just been running a two-and-a-half "frenzied battle" just now.

As early as when Xie Jun made continuous moves, Xiao Yi was already silently running the "Stopping the Battle Technique".

Then he stared at Xie Jun and said:

"It's a pity, it looks like you'll only be able to challenge for the first place on the other team. ”

Xie Jun was a little surprised in his heart, hadn't the other party used all his strength for the blow just now?

Suddenly, Xiao Yi moved.

He threw another punch at Xie Jun, who was still maintaining a defensive posture in front of him.

Only this time he used stronger martial arts.

"White Cloud Eighth Style!"

The disciples and elders who were watching the battle were already speechless in shock at this moment, and they actually saw the eighth form of Baiyun in the body of a person who was less than the fifth level of body refining.

This martial art that had made countless Baiyun Sect disciples retreat, this basic martial art that had been silent for many years, actually regained its brilliance on this fourfold young man who had refined his body.

Xiao Yi's punch was as slow as just now, almost flying towards Xie Jun.

Just at the moment when his fist was about to touch Xie Jun's body, Xiao Yi suddenly withdrew his fist.

"I throw in the towel. ”

Xie Jun admitted defeat, because he knew that if he received the punch just now, not only would he lose this one, but he would not even be able to participate in the subsequent competition.

Xiao Yi nodded and turned to leave.

"Sect Master, this ......"

Xu An's voice trembled a little, he only saw a few weeks ago that Xiao Yi was just using the Baiyun Sixth Form.

Xu Hua's expression was a little calmer, but he still couldn't believe it in his heart. As the sect master of the Baiyun Sect, he was so relieved to see that the "White Cloud Nine Styles" could have disciples cultivate it to this level in an era that was disliked by many disciples.

For the White Cloud Sect, the "White Cloud Nine Styles" is not the strongest, but it is a spirit that has been passed down.

"It depends on the ambition of this son......"

Xu Hua said softly, and then slowly turned his gaze to other places.

After Xiao Yi defeated Xie Jun, the shouts to him had resounded throughout the square.

Because it only took two punches to end what was supposed to be a much-talked-about fight.

"In the next game, Luo Heng will fight Lin Chong!"

The referee next to him shouted like this, attracting Xiao Yi's attention.

After Luo Heng came to power, he was cheered on by a lot of shouts.

"Lin Chong, last time you ruined my good deeds, I finally have a chance to clean you up!"

Luo Heng is still haunted by the last time he was stopped by Lin Chong.

"Luo Heng dog thief, see if I don't knock you to death!"

Lin Chong scolded angrily, not noticing the displeased face of the second elder Luo Zhen on the high platform.

The competition between the two of them began, but it was just like the battle between Xiao Yi and Xie Jun just now.

Lin Chong's attack was not a threat to Luo Heng at all, and Xiao Yi guessed that Luo Heng's body technique and attack martial arts had reached the realm of perfection.

Sure enough, Luo Heng only made one sword, and he defeated Lin Zhen.

"Interesting ......"

Xiao Yi was looking at Luo Heng here, and he was named again.

"Xiao Yi vs. ......"

"Qu Pingping!"