Gen Junzi was stunned for a moment and responded in a low voice.

"My lord, did you find the target?"

"I'm not sure yet, we'll find out later."

Chen Tianao remained silent, as if nothing had happened, and continued to observe the martial arts arena in front of him.

Monk Jiuming was bathed in the twilight, as if there was a majestic Vedic phantom looming over him.

"Donor! Pick it up! ”

Jiuming roared, the sound was like a bell, and it started instantly!

One step down, the green bricks under your feet suddenly cracked!

Two steps down, stirring up a cloud of rubble.

Airplanes!

Monk Jiuming rushed violently, with overwhelming momentum, and rushed towards Xue Fei with the huge power of King Kong.

On the other hand, Xue Fei's eyes were getting deeper and deeper.

The short knife slowly moved backwards from the right hand, like a spring, with the body as the axis, and the muscles began to tense violently, apparently accumulating great strength.

The cold light of the blade flashed brighter and brighter, and the sharpness seemed to be able to cut through the blowing air.

And Xue Fei's vitality seemed to be draining, and the flesh on his face was getting darker and darker, as if he was injecting all his power into the short knife in his hand.

"Amitayus Buddha, hurt others first and hurt yourself, this little donor's martial arts are too spicy."

Bayanna clasped her hands together, stared at everything on the field, and commented with a hint of concern.

What the monk Jiuming learned, it is the oldest and most common practice of Dalin Temple, the ancient Buddha's golden body.

In addition to rolling on the gravel thousands of times a day since he was a child and polishing the body, he also has to nourish his qi in the dantian, so that the five internal organs and six internal organs have gradually become indestructible.

Although this practice is very common, it is very rare for people to practice to the extreme.

Master Kongxuan, the abbot of Dalin Temple, is the first person to practice this skill in the world.

Looking at Jiuming's appearance, the exercises have been introduced, and the true transmission of Dalin Temple has been obtained.

And Xue Fei's side, Chen Tianao's preliminary judgment should be a sword technique with death and no life.

In the previous game, Xue Fei basically defeated the enemy with one move, and he didn't need to do his best.

And against the Jiuming monk with comparable strength, Xue Fei was obviously ready to fight hard.

Raise a knife with your own vitality, and when this knife is cut out, it will be indestructible!

Jiu Ming took the lead, a distance of more than ten meters, three steps to arrive, a straight punch that broke the mountain and broke the rocks!

Call!

Before the fist arrived, the fist wind blew Xue Fei's hair scattered.

Xue Fei's face turned pale, and his feet moved.

A series of dodges, a shadow rose and fell, dodging this fatal blow.

The short knife in his hand has not yet been struck, but if he looks closely, the thin blade has begun to tremble gently, and it is almost like he has come to life.

Jiu Ming missed the blow, turned around sharply, and approached at a very fast speed, the muscles in his fists bulging violently.

"A Thousand Hands!"

With a loud shout, the fist shadow was heavy, like a machine cannon, and slammed into Xue Fei's face door with countless energy.

Boom Boom!

Xue Fei tried his best to dodge some of the deadliest attacks, making sure that his head and knife-wielding right hand were not affected.

But in the chest and abdomen, I still received two punches.

Poof!

Xue Fei's face was suddenly as pale as paper, the corners of his mouth were slightly oozing blood, and he quickly retreated at the maximum speed.

Seeing that the opponent was about to hold on, Monk Jiuming hurriedly took advantage of the victory to pursue, and directly exerted force with both legs, and a volley head hammer hit it like a cannonball.

Xue Fei connected the dots under his feet, kicked back a few meters, suddenly braked suddenly, put on a knife posture, his arm muscles tensed suddenly, and the tremor of the short knife reached the extreme!

"Nirvana! Slash Iron! ”

A dazzling brilliance flashed in an instant.

Chen Tianao's eyes narrowed: "Good boy, there are two hits." ”

Sonor!

All I heard was the loud sound of metal clashes.

The short knife in Xue Fei's hand suddenly collapsed into pieces.

Monk Jiuming wailed, his skull was hit hard by this knife, and he flew back directly!

Strong for strong! Hit hard!

Xue Fei was counterattacked by the strength of the knife, and he stepped back more than a dozen steps, desperately stabilizing his body, still half-kneeling on the ground.

And the Jiuming monk on the opposite side, the original golden-plated skin has become dull, and above the bald head, a slash mark deep into the skull can be clearly seen!

Call! The nearest judge, Nanquan, was invincible Ye Chen, and one flew in front of Jiu Ming, half-squatting to check.

After a moment, I looked back.

"This kid's golden body is in place, his skull is cracked, and he faints, but he can't die."

The onlookers finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wow.

When Xue Fei heard the news that Jiu Ming had fainted, he couldn't support it anymore, and instantly spit out a mouthful of blood, his chest was panting, his body shook slightly, and he almost didn't fall to the ground.

The big horn Bayana had a solemn expression and stood up to announce.

"The No. 1 martial arts club in the world, the first stage of the tiebreaker, the lone martial artist, Xue Fei wins!"

Wow!

The audience applauded and applauded.

Although it was only the initial stage of the competition, Monk Jiuming and Xue Fei had different martial arts paths, and the games were wonderful, which made the audience addicted.

In particular, the belief that the two of them are moving forward bravely and pursuing victory has infected everyone and made everyone present have a clearer understanding of the true meaning of martial arts.

Bayana motioned for everyone to be quiet, and looked at Xue Fei, who had slowly stood up.

"Xue Fei, the night after tomorrow, after the first master of the grand event is decided, you and the first in the middle stage will accept the commendation of the Yanxia Martial Alliance Elders in the Daxiong Treasure Hall together!"

Xue Fei's pale face finally showed a smile.

"Thank you, Elder!"

At this time, the surrounding martial artists shouted Xue Fei's name one after another to congratulate him.

"Xue Fei! Attaboy! ”

"O new star! Watch out for you! Strive for the first place in the middle section in the next session! ”

"Maybe it's no problem to kill the high rank!"

"Xue Fei, Xue Fei!"

Xue Fei, who was not good at talking, gradually became emotional under the cheers of everyone, and let out a long roar of excitement.

"Master! I've finally won! ”

After speaking, tears flashed faintly in the corners of his eyes.

Chen Tianao raised his eyebrows and took the lead in applauding.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The applause of the crowd was like thunder.

Surrounded by everyone, Xue Fei bowed deeply to the judges' seat.

The decisive victory in the first round has finally come to an end.

With the sound of a gong from the monks of Dalin Temple, the first day of the exciting martial arts meeting came to an end.

After exchanging information with each other about the next day, the judges also returned to their residences.

Chen Tianao didn't leave, sat in his place, and after greeting the others, his eyes were always fixed on the people inside and outside the martial arts arena.

Gen Junzi stood behind him, her breath was restrained, and she was obviously feeling something.

The low-grade martial artists surrounded Xue Fei and congratulated one after another.

Finally, the people who were still staying in the square also left one after another and went down the mountain.

Xue Fei finally finished greeting the last person and walked out of the temple gate from the square, judging from the direction, it was the path down the mountain to another place.

The figure was getting farther and farther away, but Chen Tianao's gaze was always staring at the temple gate and looking in the direction where Xue Fei left.

The temple gate is open, and the view can be seen far away.

At this moment, Gen Junzi's eyebrows suddenly twitched.

"My lord! Here it comes! ”

"Which direction?"

Gen Junko stretched out her hand and pointed.

Chen Tianao looked in the direction of his finger, and after a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The guy who hides his head and tail is finally showing his feet."

Yuan Chunzi asked in a low voice, "My lord, is there a problem with Xue Fei?" ”

Chen Tianao just picked up the tea on the table and took a sip lightly, without answering.