The next day, the joust continued.

At this time, the six of them had already arrived in the ring, looking at each other about the opponents they would meet in the future.

They are all the best here, and each one should not be underestimated, even if the first place cannot be competed for, the subsequent rankings are still very attractive.

Zhu Rong alone stands out from the crowd, Chu Jing is mysterious, Xiao Yuning is superior in swordsmanship, Elder Wei Ming is a high disciple, Tian Cheng and Huang Hua are all awakened gods.

The draw started soon, and this time Hall Master Xing didn't ramble anymore and went straight to the point.

The first competition was none other than Chu Jing and Wei Ming.

This made Wu Long in the audience excited, originally thought that the two would not have a chance to meet, but they didn't expect to meet in the third scene.

Wei Ming looked directly at Chu Jing with a solemn expression. In the first game, Chu Jing's opponent was very weak, and in the second game, his opponent actually directly conceded defeat.

No matter how you look at it, Chu Jing's strength is not as bad as the qualifications he has evaluated.

Chu Jing, who was standing on the opposite side, obviously didn't have any pressure.

On the one hand, he didn't know Wei Ming at all, and on the other hand, he had absolute confidence in his own strength.

Chu Jing took out the Longjinus gun, and it was time to show Chu Jing's marksmanship.

When he was in Xinyang City, Chu Jing also got the title of 'Magic Spear Death' from Six Doors, and as a result, Chu Jing had a gun, but his marksmanship was gone.

The Longinus gun is definitely a rare divine weapon, and for a powerful prohibition, it can be broken without much effort, and I am afraid that there will be no second one in the world.

Holding this divine weapon, Chu Jing's heart was full of fighting intent.

"Come on, fight me!"

Chu Jing's spear pointed obliquely, and he invited the battle loudly.

Wei Ming's brows furrowed, and he only had two words to respond to Chu Jing's invitation: "Arrogance!"

As a disciple of Elder Ai, his original goal was to win the championship, and his two senior brothers had won the championship in the competition, so how could he fall behind.

It's a pity that he was born at the wrong time, and when he participated in the martial arts competition, he met a pervert like heaven-level qualifications, Zhu Rong.

The first may be hopeless, but how can he easily lose to others.

Wei Ming learned swordsmanship, Elder Ai gathered the strengths of hundreds of schools, created his own ruthless sword of grass and trees, gave up the tricks of the tricks, the moves were practical, and the sword hurt the enemy, which can be described as a ruthless and desireless swordsmanship.

For a warrior, the fighting process is not good-looking, and it is a mockery in itself.

However, under the guidance of Elder Ai, Wei Ming slowly gave up his gorgeous moves, and the Grass and Tree Ruthless Sword was also practiced to the beginning.

As for Dacheng, it still needs more tempering.

"Whew!"

Wei Ming stabbed out with a sword, aiming at Chu Jing's right shoulder.

The Longinus spear is a long weapon, and the long weapon has the disadvantage of being inconvenient to retract and turn, and Wei Ming is attacking Chu Jing's weakness.

Chu Jing had Zhao Yun's sense of battle, and instantly saw through Wei Ming's thoughts.

At this time, if Chu Jing forcibly attacked Wei Ming, he would find an opportunity to break into Chu Jing's interior, close to him, making it difficult for him to parry.

"Zheng!"

Chu Jing chose to defend, one inch long and one inch strong, but it was only for ordinary people, and martial artists were much less restricted by this aspect.

The guns and swords clashed, and they immediately separated after making a sound, and Wei Ming's long sword turned and aimed at Chu Jing's lower plate.

"Zheng!"

There was another firefight, but it was the tail of the gun that blocked the blow.

"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng, Zheng......"

The two were no more than three feet apart, and the sword and spear collided together, making a screeching sound.

There was an exclamation from the audience, compared to the previous battles that were either very different or relying on abilities, this time was a truly wonderful martial arts battle.

A warrior should be a passionate collision of blades, not one side pretending to be forced and the other side will fall directly.

Wei Ming's moves were direct and simple, and each sword was designed to seriously injure Chu Jing, forcing Chu Jing to defend tightly.

Zhao Yun's marksmanship is impenetrable, tens of thousands of arrows can't hurt him, and it is still very easy to defend against a sword.

Chu Jing had planned to exchange injuries for injuries, but considering that injuries would be very painful, he decisively gave up this stupid idea.

Competing in internal strength and endurance, unless it is a Ling Xuan Realm powerhouse who is several levels higher than Chu Jing, there is really no one who can be stronger than him.

The internal strength of the inheritance characters is not universal, only the skills and physical fitness are bonus, which limits Chu Jing's strength on the one hand, but provides it with a steady stream of motivation on the other hand.

What's more, Changshan Zhao Zilong, who has seven entrances and seven exits in Changban Slope, even Lu Bu is not as durable as him.

Chu Jing maintained a defensive posture, and as time passed, Chu Jing gradually figured out Wei Ming's attack method, and with only one hand, he could dance the gun into the air, revealing no flaws.

If the stalemate continues, Wei Ming will definitely lose in the end.

Wei Ming's figure suddenly retreated, and Chu Jing was stunned for a moment, forgetting to pursue.

He said, "There are two brushes, and you really shouldn't be carrying them in the garbage heap." ”

Garbage heap ......

Chu Jing thought for a while, and then realized that he was talking about a Jie-level qualification residential area, compared to other residences, it was not a garbage heap.

There were a few disciples on the spectator seat with anger on their faces, even if they were the least qualified, there were motivated people who came back to watch the competition.

It's a pity that because of their qualifications, they may not be able to catch up with the backs of other disciples in their lifetime.

"What is the relationship between qualification and strength?"

A question suddenly popped up in Chu Jing's mind and blurted out.

Obviously, this question has not been thought about by many people, and it actually made most of the people present fall into deep thought.

Hall Master Xing on the main seat smiled and said nothing, Deputy Hall Master Jia looked at Wei Ming tightly, he didn't think this question was so difficult to answer.

Wei Ming's performance made Deputy Hall Master Jia a little disappointed, and he stayed for a while before he said, "Because...... Because of the high qualifications, the martial arts must be very powerful......"

Chu Jing tilted his head and laughed when he heard this, this answer was really interesting.

And seeing that the other disciples were puzzled, Chu Jing made a mocking voice again, and Jia Zheng had to stand up and give a correct answer to this question.

He shouted: "Because people with high qualifications are working hard, and with the same efforts, there will inevitably be a gap between high and low qualifications!"

The disciples suddenly realized.

"Oh?"

Chu Jing turned his head to look at Deputy Hall Master Jia and asked with a smile, "Then what if people with high qualifications don't work hard enough?"

"If you don't work hard enough, my First Martial Alliance won't waste resources to cultivate, he can only stay with the Jie-level qualification!"

Deputy Hall Master Jia said loudly, obviously because Chu Jing had not seriously cultivated the foundation building divine skill before, and he was venting his dissatisfaction.

"Haha!"

Chu Jing looked at the disciples on the spectator seat again, and said with a smile: "Now you know, your so-called superiority is not because you are more qualified, but simply because you work harder than them.

"As for those with low qualifications, you are all big lazy worms!"

Deputy Hall Master Jia looked at Chu Jing incredulously, these words could not be said to be right or wrong, because the initial division of qualification levels was determined by the number of cultivation chapters of the "Foundation Building Divine Skill".

Although some people may be a little lazy when cultivating the Foundation Building Divine Skill, the vast majority of people will still make good use of the whole week to cultivate.

As for this competition, the main role is to see what the foundation of the recruited disciples is, and by the way, give some rewards to stimulate their self-motivation.

Unexpectedly, Chu Jing's words really set off a wave among the disciples, and several disciples with outstanding qualifications obviously had fighting spirit in their eyes, and the eyes of others looking at them were no longer as contemptuous as before.

On the main seat, the master of the Xing Hall, who was as steady as Mount Tai, nodded quietly, maybe hard work will not give much help to the Jie-level qualifications, but it will definitely make the disciples of the higher levels of qualifications no longer blind and arrogant.

Perhaps, this could lead to a healthy competition.

Hall Master Xing was already thinking in his heart, should there be a big competition of full qualifications every few months, and there was no need for too many rewards, as long as people with various qualifications knew that the gap was not as huge as imagined.

The jousting in the ring continues.

Wei Ming now felt like a clown, Chu Jing attracted everyone's attention, and all that was left for him was indifference.

This is the arena of the competition, not Chu Jing's speech stage, Wei Ming will definitely continue to compete.

"Enough!"

Wei Ming swung his long sword, and a sword qi drew shallow traces on the ring.

Although the traces are very strong, this is the first time that someone has been able to leave traces in so many previous competitions.

Sword qi, Chu Jing has seen it a few times in the secret realm, and there seem to be very few people who can use sword qi.

However, the sword qi is not invincible, but rather restrictive.

The internal strength of a warrior is limited, the internal force consumed by the sword qi is huge, and the charging time is not short, in contact battles, using sword qi will only make you lose faster.

However, at this time, the distance between Wei Ming and Chu Jing was sufficient, and they couldn't be beaten in close combat, so they would directly fight remotely.

"Come on, let me see your other moves, I can be undefeated under Zhu Rong, I think there are many means. ”

Chu Jing didn't answer, but looked at Wei Ming like a fool. He wants to defeat himself with long-range sword qi, not a fool or something.

Zhao Yun's passive is the dark arrow dodge MAX, unless it is a particularly powerful long-range move, otherwise the skills that can be dodged are all immune.

Wei Ming also thought that Chu Jing was deliberately ignoring himself, and drew two sword qi crosses and flew towards Chu Jing.

Front......

Chu Jing underestimated him a little.

"Boom!"

Two sword qi struck the tip of Longjinus' gun at the same time, and Chu Jing took a step back.

The power of the sword qi is really extraordinary, fortunately, the sharpness of the Longinus gun is not high, but the sturdiness attribute is good, and the sword qi that pierces the ring does not cross the gun at all.

"You know how good I am. ”

Wei Ming said with a smile, seeing the difficulty that Chu Jing was resisting, he instantly regained his confidence, and immediately drew out several pale yellow sword qi.

Chu Jing found that the sword qi was powerful, but it was easy to block, this was the rhythm of the competition.

Strength...... Chu Jing naturally couldn't show weakness.

Chu Jing silently recited the transformation technique of the white ape Yuan Gong in his heart, and released part of the form of General Yin, and his two arms instantly thickened.

"Drink!"

Chu Jing shouted, no longer like Changshan Zhao Zilong, but a little bit of Yanren Zhang Yide's feeling.

Wei Ming on the other side also discovered this scene, and didn't think much about it, the disciples recruited through the Dragon Gate Conference, each of them had their own unique skills, as long as it was not the ability of the god descendant, Wei Ming would not feel troublesome.

The others behaved as usual, and even Hall Master Xing only thought that Chu Jing had cultivated some martial arts.

Liu Sanzhao and others have long been accustomed to Chu Jing's various stunts, and they are even more accustomed to it.

Chu Jing's arms not only became thicker, but his strength also skyrocketed.

Holding the Longinus gun hard, Chu Jing was full of confidence.

With a strong swing, several sword qi flying in front of the "Boom ......" were swept away by Chu Jing with a single shot, like dumb firecrackers.

"What?"

Wei Ming grew his mouth in surprise, no one could have thought that Chu Jing would be so strong in an instant.

It's power, Chu Jing has the secret skill of explosive power.

Wei Ming also has this kind of outbreak, or most martial artists have a killer move to press the bottom of the box, but they will not use it easily.

Wei Ming didn't know how long the secret method used by Chu Jing would last, but it was definitely longer than the sword qi he consumed.

He really wanted to spend time with Chu Jing slowly, but seeing that Chu Jing had no idea of attacking, he was extremely angry in his heart.

"It's just a new disciple who has joined the First Martial Alliance, relying on the exercises of the outside sect, and he dares to look at no one like this?"

Wei Ming has been in the First Martial Alliance for several years, and he has been cultivating under the guidance of Elder Ai, and he has a natural sense of superiority compared to the outside sects.

And this sense of superiority was blown away in front of Chu Jing.

He didn't know how long Chu Jing had been cultivating, but he could see that Chu Jing was a lazy person.

If you don't seriously practice the "Foundation Building Divine Skill", you only get the Jie-level qualification, and you don't care about your opponents at all.

Wei Ming even felt that Chu Jing didn't know his name at all.

In any case, Wei Ming felt that he deserved to win, and to win beautifully.

"Sword Qi is rampant!"

Wei Ming didn't care about preserving his strength, a long sword left only a burst of light and shadow in his hand, and the light and shadow did not dissipate in the air, but gathered more and more.

Dozens of sword qi were condensed in mid-air, looking imposing.

"Go!"

Wei Ming pointed at his last long sword, and dozens of sword qi scattered throughout the ring as if he had received an order, and then shot towards Chu Jing in the center.

"I'll go, smart, fully automatic tracking ......"

Chu Jing didn't know how to complain, but in the face of the sword qi flying from all directions, he didn't dare to be sloppy at all.

Fortunately, the power of the sword qi after dispersion has decreased a lot, and the speed has slowed down a little, the only advantage is that it is more and covers a wide area.

And this is exactly what Chu Jing is not afraid of.

Chu Jing picked or provoked or teased, and the sword qi dissipated under his snatch.

As for the other sword qi, Chu Jing seemed to have a few more pairs of eyes behind him, and every time the sword qi came to his body, his body dodged slightly, and he avoided the past.

The dodge attribute of the dark arrow is already fully open, and under the siege of sword qi, it seems to be at ease.

Chu Jing dodged, and the scene of the gun picking up the sword qi dropped his jaw in shock.

There may be some old disciples who are far stronger than Chu Jing, but it is almost impossible for them to achieve the level of Chu Jing.

"What a miracle!" Liu Sanzhao sighed.

In the audience, Wu Long sighed deeply, the victory and defeat have been divided, and the revenge of the younger brother Wu Chong seems to have to find a chance to avenge it himself.

He didn't mean to blame Wei Ming, Chu Jing's strength was there, and it couldn't be changed by personal will.

Wei Ming stood weakly in the ring, he really had no strength now, dozens of sword qi drained his internal strength, and his mental strength was also haggard.

Anyone who encounters such an opponent will feel hopeless, not like Zhu Rong, because of the difference in strength, but because the other party will always be a little stronger than you, beating you like a cat and mouse.

Wei Ming was the mouse, and Chu Jing's only outstanding performance in the ring was to dodge the sword qi, which seemed to be mocking Wei Ming's weakness.

"Haha, I lost ......"

Wei Ming, who was no longer able to fight, could only say this sentence sadly.

The first competition ended like this, and it can be said that it ended hastily.

Chu Jing won, but because the other party was exhausted of internal strength, the audience wanted to see a more exciting competition.

So, in anticipation, the second competition began.

The protagonists of the second scene are Tian Cheng and Zhu Rong.

A more suspenseless contest begins.

"Do you want to get hurt? don't want to go down on your own. ”

Zhu Rong said lightly, invisibly exuding an invincible momentum.

Of course, Tian Cheng refused to get out of the ring directly, the weak could choose this way, but he couldn't, the strong were not afraid of challenges.

"I want to try. He said it mildly.

"It's better not to. ”

The flames of Zhu Rong's eyes rose, and a scorching ray suddenly radiated from the fire eyes.

"Wow ......"

Tian Cheng knew that Zhu Rong had no fighting intent and did not dodge. The heat ray drew a ravine at his feet, and the stone of the special material of the ring melted, and a ditch more than ten centimeters deep made Tian Cheng clearly realize the gap between the two.

This is not only the gap between the two of them, but also other martial artists, especially Wei Ming, who has just made a shallow mark with his sword qi in the ring.

Due to the lack of internal strength, Wei Ming, who was pale, had a more serious blood on his face.

"I lost. ”

Tian Cheng did not continue to ask for the competition, directly admitted defeat and retired from the ring.

After such a scene, admitting defeat represents reason, and if he asks for a competition, then he is stupid.

The end of the second competition was even more sloppy, and the disciples who watched the battle had to focus on the third game, the only female disciple to fight against was the Awakening Divine Descendant Huanghua.

Huang Hua jumped into the ring, and the performance of the two personal disciples in front of him made his face extremely unsightly.

He frowned and looked at Xiao Yuning, an extremely beautiful beauty, and said, "I don't beat women, you better admit defeat." ”

"Oh?"

Xiao Yuning smiled and replied, "Do you also have the strength of Zhu Rong?"

The deep ditch left by Zhu Rong is really in the ring, Xiao Yuning's words are quite sarcastic, if Huang Hua can leave such a scratch in the ring, she will immediately admit defeat, but if she can't, hehe, she can't do it.

Of course, Huang Hua doesn't have that ability, if he had, he would not have been defeated by Tian Cheng and would have come up again from the loser's group.

"Since you are so disobedient, let's fight!"

Huanghua didn't say much, he directly turned on the transformation form, and several thunderbolts fell, and in the purple thunder light, Huanghua turned into a dwarf form with ten sharp fingers and claws.

The disciples at the viewing table couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for Xiao Yuning, this drama of beauty and beast made those disciples who pity the jade worried.

Chu Jing and Liu Sanzhao are at ease, others may not know, but in the secret realm, Xiao Yuning can make a few moves with Zhu Rong alone.