"I drew the No. 48 lot, how much did you draw, you won't match me. ”

Wang Cheng took the bamboo stick with the number on his hand, stretched out his hand and raised it, and smiled at Fang Yun and Wang Cheng.

"I'm No. 2, I guess I'm going to play soon!" Chu Feng looked at the bamboo stick in his hand and smiled helplessly.

"I'm number 35. Fang Yun said with a smile.

"Well, I'm the only one who drew such a front number. Chu Feng was a little speechless, but Fang Yun and Wang Cheng looked at each other and smiled.

"It's okay, finish the competition early, rest early, you can still come and help us refuel!" Wang Cheng patted him on the shoulder and comforted.

"Don't worry, with your current cultivation, plus the Nine Extremes Palm all the way, it is estimated that there are not many people who are your opponents, so don't worry. Fang Yun looked at Chu Feng's somewhat unconfident appearance, and said angrily.

And at this moment, I heard not far away, the deacon in the ring area of one side shouted loudly: "Ring 1, draw the disciples of No. 1 and No. 2, and the duel will start immediately!"

Hearing this voice, Chu Feng immediately took the bamboo stick in his hand and strode towards the ring, Fang Yun and Wang Cheng also followed behind him and came to the ring together.

I saw that the No. 1 lottery was drawn by an extremely burly and tall young man, at least a head taller than Chu Feng, and his arms were muscular bulging, which looked extremely majestic.

"The two sides have arrived, the fight begins!"

The deacon gave an order, and the two of them came to the center of the ring, and after bowing slightly, they opened their posture, and suddenly their fists collided, and a fierce battle broke out.

"This guy seems to be called Feng Hao, his cultivation seems to have reached the realm of blood quenching sixfold, his cultivation is a turn of martial arts, the stele hand, the palm power is strong and majestic, he is a tricky guy, but Fengzi This guy has practiced to the realm of blood quenching sevenfold, and the Nine Pole Palm has comprehended the six dark power palm power, which is far more powerful than the stele opener, and should be able to defeat it easily. ”

As an intelligence master, Wang Cheng obviously had a certain understanding of most of the more up-and-coming disciples, and glanced at Chu Feng's opponent, his expression was extremely relaxed, and he whispered information about him.

After Fang Yun heard this, he was also relieved, he knew very well the power of the martial arts of "The Tablet Opener", his own master would know this kung fu, this set of martial arts, which was known for its fierceness and heaviness, was considered good among the many martial arts, plus the realm of quenching blood, this Feng Hao's strength was indeed extremely not weak.

Although "The Stele Opener" is strong and strong, and is good at hitting hard, this kind of martial arts is much more immature and clumsy than "Nine Pole Palms".

On the stage, this Feng Hao took the lead, but seeing him striding in stride, his majestic body was not bulky at all, and he was full of strength, rushed to Chu Feng's body, and slapped him on the head.

I saw a faint red light floating between his palms, the blood in his body was bulging, and the wide palm was like a giant axe, about to open a mountain and chisel a monument, mixed with a terrible and fierce wind whistling, slashing fiercely, and the sound was terrifying.

In the face of such a fierce blow, Chu Feng was extremely indifferent, without the slightest intention of dodging, compared to Feng Hao's smaller palm, a layer of blood red light also floated, but the color was obviously a little richer than Feng Hao, and when he came out with his palm, he was slammed into him.

"Bang!"

The dull sound of muscle collision came out, Chu Feng was like a rock, motionless, but Feng Hao's face changed greatly, his body retreated sharply, and he stepped back seven or eight steps before he stabilized his body, and then he looked at Chu Feng with an extremely surprised expression.

"Nine Extreme Palms?

Chu Feng heard this, but he was silent, at this moment he was bullying himself, he took a few steps, the speed was extremely fast, and he came to Feng Hao in an instant, this time it was his turn to shoot out with a palm.

Feng Hao was shocked, and at that moment it was another move to open the stele in a hurry, but in the next second, his face changed greatly, only to feel that on Chu Feng's palm, five extremely sharp palm forces came one after another, like a wave, and his stele opening palm power was only after resisting the first palm power, and he was no longer able to continue, and the next four palm forces were directly bombarded on his body, and the whole person suddenly retreated uncontrollably and withdrew directly from the ring.

"Chu Feng, win!"

Without the slightest suspense, the deacon directly announced Chu Feng's victory, while he himself walked out of the ring with his hands behind his back and expressionlessly, with an unfathomable look, and walked straight to Fang Yun and the others.

Fang Yun and Wang Cheng couldn't help but be amused when they saw him like this, then they glanced at each other, nodded with a tacit understanding, and directly ignored Chu Feng, and the two turned their heads and left.

"Oh hey, don't go, wait for me!"

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There are a total of ten rings on the square, generally speaking, after a fight, almost one-third of the incense is divided into winners and losers, and there are few like Chu Feng, three or two clicks directly ended the fight, despite this, the process of the game was still quite fast, and it didn't take long for Fang Yun's turn.

"No. 35, No. 36, No. 4 are in the ring!"

Fang Yun took the bamboo stick and came directly to the ring, and his opponent was a young man with eyebrows level, and his face was extremely unfamiliar, at least he had never seen it.

"The fight begins!"

The deacon next to him gave an order, and the young man with eyebrows suddenly shouted, and the blood qi all over his body was suddenly stimulated, and a rich red light appeared on his legs, and in an instant, he was like a ghost.

In Fang Yun's eyes, he almost moved slightly, and the whole person immediately rushed to Fang Yun's body, and then he took off in the air with a little tiptoe, and as soon as he turned in the air, his right leg swept towards Fang Yun fiercely at an extremely rapid speed.

"Wind Legs?"

Fang Yun was slightly surprised in his heart, this was an extremely rare leg martial arts in the first turn of martial arts, generally speaking, the disciples of the Quenching Blood Realm would choose a fist and foot kung fu to cultivate, after all, the hands were naturally much easier to control than the feet.

However, the power of the leg method is not at all under the fists and feet, and even exceeds a few points.

And this way "Wind Leg Method" has a very significant effect on speed, obviously this Qi Mei young man is quite proficient in this leg method, one leg out, and still separated by a distance, it is already a strong wind, cold and whistling, and then look at the blood on his legs, obviously he has also practiced to the realm of blood quenching sevenfold, in the entire outer door, it is considered to be the top batch.

However, for Fang Yun at this moment, this kind of combat power is no longer to be feared, he is not in a hurry, the blood and qi in his body are running and rushing like the Yangtze River, in the face of this sharp leg, he directly raised his right arm, blocked in front of him, and let this retreat kick on his arm, but his whole body was like an iron tower, not moving at all.

"Huh?!"

The young man with Qi Mei changed his face instantly, obviously he didn't expect Fang Yun to take his leg with such an understatement, his strength was exhausted, and his body fell, but it was instantly close to the ground, as if he was spiraling in place, and his right leg swept again, extremely fast, heading towards Fang Yun's lower plate.

Fang Yun jumped backwards, and let this blow fall in the empty space again, but the young man with Qi Mei was unforgiving, and his body rose again, but this time it was a kick out, like an arrow condensed, facing his chest, it was a foot through the heart, and went straight.

"Whew!"

Fang Yun's eyes flashed, this time he didn't dodge, his palm was raised, a rich red light flickered on it, and he slapped out fiercely at the fierce kick that was getting closer and closer, and the fierce force cut through the air, making a whistling sound of breaking through the air.

"Bang!"

The fists and feet were added, and the loss was actually the legs, and the young man with Qi Mei suddenly felt an unstoppable force on his right leg, and it was one after another, six forces in a row, like waves crashing on the shore, others could not resist in the air at all, and suddenly his body flew out upside down, like a dilapidated sandbag, and fell out of the ring directly.

"Fang Yun, win!"