The competition in the venue is about to begin, and each sect will first be drawn by the head of the school.

Chong Yiyun's name is also among them, and the name that was read has to be walked to the ring to prepare, and there is no one from the swordless sect in the first round, which makes everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

In the ring, there was a duel between two women, Lin Xia of the Xianyu faction versus Lin Bei of the Lingbao faction.

Soon the victory and defeat were divided, and the Lingbao faction finally won with a magic weapon and became the winner of the first round.

Wan Han nodded with a smile, this start made him very satisfied.

In the next round, a person from the Swordless Sect was finally drawn, and this person was Zhou Jing, a disciple of Shen Dao's Sect, and his opponent was a man from the Liuyun Sect who was extremely strong.

Zhou Jing frowned, looking at the other party, it should be an individual cultivator, such a person is the most difficult, there is no time to think about it, the sword in his hand is like a stab in the other party's seemingly weak place.

But the other party could not dodge, he had already seen Zhou Jing's purpose clearly, only to see that his whole body was bursting, his body made a cracking sound, and his shirt was all torn by muscles, making him look even more fierce.

"Muscle man!" Chong Yiyun still rarely saw a man with such a figure with his own eyes, so he said with some excitement.

"Do you like it?" Chang Qingyu lowered his head and asked her.

"No, no, no, it's just rare, it's a bit of a novelty!" She doesn't like this, it's good to look fresh, but it's still a little scary to make friends with such people.

"That's good!" Chang Qingyu was thinking that if Yun'er really liked it, then he should also cultivate his body.

At this moment, there have been new changes on the field, the person of physical cultivation really has an overwhelming advantage in battle, both offensive and defensive, Zhou Jing is very anxious at the moment, his steps have begun to panic, although the other party does not use any magic weapon, but his fist is more terrifying than any magic weapon.

There was a rumbling sound that broke the sky on the field, and I saw that the person who cultivated physically jumped into the air with his own bouncing power, and fell suddenly, his fist hammering towards Zhou Jing like a hammer.

Zhou Jing hurriedly dodged.

At this moment, only a loud noise was heard on the field, dust and smoke were everywhere, and the people around him coughed and coughed, eating a lot of dust.

Chong Yiyun also waved his palm, expelling the smoke and dust.

Finally, the smoke and dust on the field dissipated, and Zhou Jing stood safely on the stage, and everyone in the Swordless Sect breathed a sigh of relief.

But looking closely, Zhou Jing's face was scratched by the flying gravel, and blood was already slowly dripping down his cheeks.

Chong Yiyun covered her mouth in surprise, and couldn't help but worry about her fellow students on the stage.

At this time, Shen Daoyi saw the situation on the stage, but smiled.

This punch seems terrifying, Zhou Jing retreats step by step, it seems to be a disadvantage, but if you look closely, the opponent has used too much cultivation to turn into this punch, and at this moment, his breathing has begun to be disordered, and within a few rounds, the opponent will lose.

Zhou Jing also seemed to notice this, he smiled, and even teased the other party, "Is this your ability?" It's not as good as the girl on the field just now. ”

After hearing his words, the disciple of the Liuyun Sect really couldn't stand his words and became angry.

At this moment, he was like an angry giant, his body was swollen, and he looked particularly terrifying.

Yan Yuping, the Great Elder of the Liuyun Sect above the ring, exclaimed, "Not good! ”

However, it was too late, and the disciple of the body cultivation seemed to be more courageous, but his movements were a little slower than just now.

At this moment, the crowd watching the game outside the stadium was cheering, as if the Liuyun Sect had already won the game, and only a cultivator like Shen Daoyi could see through the final winner of this game.

Zhou Jing dodged quickly on the field like a monkey, he seemed embarrassed, but the more he dodged, the more skilled he became, and he gradually figured out the opponent's attack path.

"How can the people of the Swordless Sect only run away, don't run away, if you can't admit defeat!"

A child of the Liuyun Sect outside the arena shouted loudly.

But soon everyone noticed that the body cultivation disciple of the Liuyun Sect was moving more and more slowly, and in the end, he couldn't touch a corner of Zhou Jing's clothes.

The aura in his body gradually could no longer support the state at this moment, and the muscles on his body contracted little by little with visible changes, and finally returned to the appearance of a normal person.

He gasped and half-knelt in the ring, while Zhou Jing looked embarrassed, and his breath was unusually steady.

"I lost." The body cultivation disciple of the Liuyun Sect said, and then punched the ground.

At this time, the Immortal Ancestor Bai Wenshi of the Immortal Feather Sect announced, "In this round of competition, the No Sword Sect wins. ”

The disciples of the Swordless Sect in the audience cheered, and Shen Daoyi also looked at Zhou Jing with a smile on his face.

Chong Yiyun was also happy for him.

But Zhou Jing touched the back of his head, as if he was a little shy, "Master, I'm embarrassed for you." ”

Zhou Jing knew that it was not glorious for him to win, he had no way to break through the opponent's defense at all, he could only consume the true qi in the opponent's body.

Shen Daoyi didn't think so, "Don't be ashamed, in the real battle, I don't care about the process, I only care about who is standing last and who falls." ”

Shen Daoyi's words are right, between real life and death, who cares how you kill your opponent, only life and death, success and failure, and no one pays attention to the process, maybe some people think that this is too extreme.

But the cultivation realm is like this, no one will give you a chance to argue, ability is your only weapon.

Except for the Swordless Sect, everyone felt that Zhou Jing's victory was disgraceful, and some people were even sighing.

"Isn't Zhou Jing a disciple of Master Shen, it's really a shame to win by running away."

"That's it, if it were me, I wouldn't have had the face to stay for a long time, you look at them, I'm quite happy."

"There is still a game ahead, and it is impossible for the swordless faction to win by running away, if I were to take the stage, then Zhou Jing would have been defeated and surrendered to defeat."

"Stop blowing, just you? Your cultivation is not in a hurry to catch up with that week! ”

"Hahaha..."

For a while, there was laughter on the field, as if watching a farce.

At this time, Zhenjian took a step forward and shouted loudly, "Laugh at what laughing, whoever is laughing, I will beat him all over the ground to find teeth." ”

After the words of the real sword, there was a sudden silence on the field, who doesn't know the person of the real sword, that is the ruffian of the human world, a scoundrel, he never does things reasonably, does not pay attention to the rules, whoever wants to argue with him, it is purely looking for death.

Who made the real sword not only mixed, but also cultivated to a high level.

Although his cultivation is not as good as Shen Daoyi and them, ordinary people really can't please him in his hands, mainly because this person's methods are too yin.

"Okay, the next battle between Zhu Hong of the Swordless Sect and Hu Jing of the Lingbao Sect!"

This time it was the turn of the Xianyu faction to preside over the Zhenyuan Conference, and Bai Wenshi, as the only person from the Xianyu faction who had crossed the tribulation and cultivated, was naturally presided over by him.

After all, the cultivation realm relies on strength to speak.

"Zhu Hong, it's your turn, you are in good health, you have to be more careful, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, it's just about participating!" Chong Yiyun said worriedly.

Getting involved? Chang Qingyu heard the new words in Chong Yiyun's mouth, and tasted them carefully, this sentence seemed to have some truth.

"Don't worry, I will definitely win, and I won't embarrass the Liuyun Sect."

He really had to try to win, because his master, Tsukigakure, had warned him before he came back that if he lost, he would be punished if he returned.

As for Yueyin's punishment, it was very terrifying, not only corporal punishment, but also mental punishment, for Yueyin, he was afraid from the soul.

Xu Ruo also walked up to Zhu Hong and secretly stuffed him with a small medicine bottle, it was not illegal to take pills during the game, and she also hoped that Zhu Hong could win.

"Thank you! This doesn't need spirit stones! Zhu Hong asked in a low voice.

"Don't, don't win!" Xu Ruo smiled.