215. Go first

The game went on very quickly, and in less than a quarter of an hour, there were only four pairs of disciples left on the two dueling stages.

Zhao Yi vs. Tong Hongtao, Yang Lu vs. Wei Maolin.

As the only one to establish his own team in Shouyang Peak, Yu Yong was also eliminated, after all, as a monk of the wood attribute spirit root, fighting was not his strong point, but his recovery ability was indeed good, so he did not suffer any damage.

"This is also too fast, in this way, the strength of the other sixth disciples is also too weak!"

"It's not that they're weak, it's that the people standing on the stage now are too strong. ”

"However, it seems that among these four people, the weakest strength is actually Tong Hongtao at the peak of the Lingtai!"

On the showdown stage at this moment, Zhao Yi looked at Tong Hongtao with a smile, and Tong Hongtao also looked a little embarrassed.

Not only was his face covered with blood, but his clothes were also in tatters, actually. Zhao Yi didn't make a few moves, except for the disciple who was eliminated in the first place, the remaining two were eliminated by Tong Hongtao.

Because, after Zhao Yi dealt with the first disciple, the other two did not dare to make a move against Zhao Yi at all, but the two joined forces to deal with Tong Hongtao alone.

Therefore, Tong Hongtao was more embarrassed.

On the other hand, the battle was far more difficult than Wei Maolin expected.

Wei Maolin originally planned to deal with Yang Luyi first, and then the other three would not have any difficulty for him.

However, he didn't think about it, but Yang Luyi actually dealt with three people with one blow.

In the one-on-one battle, Yang Lu never attacked, he blindly dodged, and his incredible speed also gave Wei Maolin a headache.

"I didn't expect Yang Luyi to be able to deal with Wei Maolin for so long!" Zhao Yi looked at the battle on the opposite side and muttered to himself.

"Senior Brother Zhao, why are you doing this, why don't you take advantage of my lack of energy to defeat me in one fell swoop, but watch the game on the other side?" Tong Hongtao said with dissatisfaction as he looked at Zhao Yi.

"Ha! Senior Brother is not strange, it is really that Senior Brother Yang Luyi's speed is too amazing, I can't help but look at it twice!" Zhao Yi said embarrassedly.

"Let's start!" Tong Hongtao said, raising the sword in his hand.

"That...... Belch...... Senior brother, let's stop fighting!" Zhao Yi lowered his head and scratched his nose with his fingers and said.

"What do you mean by that?!" Tong Hongtao asked inexplicably.

"Senior brother, when you dealt with those two just now, your spiritual power was exhausted, even if it wasn't exhausted, it was almost too much, if I made a move, you would be defeated, so it was better not to make a move, you should go down by yourself!" Zhao Yi said very unceremoniously.

Zhao Yi mainly doesn't want to bother, anyway, the other party is definitely going to fail, in Zhao Yi's opinion, the gap between the other party and himself is not a star and a half, he doesn't want to hurt Tong Hongtao, after all, the two don't have any grudges and contradictions.

"You...... It's too much! You are blatantly despising me, I don't agree!"

As a core disciple of Heshoufeng, Tong Hongtao has his own dignity, how can he be defeated without a fight.

After Tong Hongtao finished speaking, he immediately swung his sword forward, there was no spiritual power, he wanted to use pure swordsmanship to fight against Zhao Yi.

"It's amazing my brother!, he actually used swordsmanship to fight me!" Zhao Yi saw that the other party actually used swordsmanship, and immediately said this.

If the other party uses the fire technique, Zhao Yi will not be able to win immediately, after all, he is the peak of the Lingtai of Heshou Peak, and the fire technique may be more proficient than Zhao Yi.

"Uh..."Tong Hongtao, who was moving forward, suddenly stopped.

Because, a "kitchen knife" had fallen on his neck from the side, and he didn't know when Zhao Yi had come to his side.

"Senior brother, the moment you decided to compete with me for the sword, you had already lost, have you forgotten, how fast my speed and sword skills are?" Zhao Yi said softly next to Tong Hongtao's ear.

"I ...... Lose!" Tong Hongtao was very helpless to admit defeat.

"It's so good, you don't have to work hard, and you can enjoy the game on the other side, right, senior brother!" Zhao Yi said with a hippie smile.

"Uh, yes......" Tong Hongtao said helplessly.

Tong Hongtao belongs to the kind of person who is honest and doesn't like to talk much, and he lost to Zhao Yi, what else can he say in the face of Zhao Yi?

At the very moment when they spoke, a figure fell from the opposite dueling platform.

"Whoosh!" Zhao Yi swooped, and coupled with Ling Xubu's run, he rushed to the landing point.

"Whew!" Zhao Yi caught the falling shadow.

"Hey...... I originally wanted to have a showdown with my senior brother, but I never thought that I would have no chance this time, wait for next time!" Zhao Yi said to Yang Luyi in his arms.

"Thank you, junior brother, for catching me in time, otherwise I might have to lie down for a few days!" An indifferent Yang Luyi actually looked shy at Zhao Yi.

"Ha! Senior brother laughed, with senior brother's attainments, I am doing this too much!!" Zhao Yixiang left some dignity for the other party.

"That, junior brother, can you put me down!?" Yang Lu said with a red face.

At this moment, the posture of the two is too ambiguous.

Zhao Yi bent his legs and put one hand around Yang Luyi's shoulder, while Yang Luyi was lying on his back in Zhao Yi's arms, what a "fragrant" scene.

"Ahh

"Poof!" Yang Luyi, who was not prepared at all, fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"I'm sorry, senior brother, I'm a little anxious!" Zhao Yi said and reached out to pull Yang Luyi.

"Don't move, don't move me, I'll do it myself!" Yang Luyi was a little afraid of him.

"What's the relationship between these two?"

"Who knows?"

"Two men, they look like a couple!

"Don't they ......?"

"Oops...... What are you talking about? It's disgusting......"

The two also heard the discussion of outsiders, and Yang Luyi's face turned even redder.

"Quite shy!" Zhao said.

"The first round of the game is over, and then Wei Maolin, Zhao Yi, the finals!"

"Just finished the competition, and you want the final?"

"I really feel that this time the big competition from the Fire Sect is like a joke, what do you think?"

"I feel the same way!"

"From the beginning I didn't think something was right, what were they doing?"

"You go and ask the Sword Sect Master, she must know!?"

"Also...... Why don't you go, I want to live a few more years?!"

Others had a lot of questions, but Zhao Yi and Wei Maolin didn't say anything.

The two dueling tables in the center actually began to get closer to each other, deformed, and finally merged together, which was twice as large as the original dueling table.

"Senior brother, it seems that I have taken advantage of it!" Zhao Yi said to Wei Maolin at the other end of the dueling platform.

"Senior brother said with a smile, there is no such thing as a loss and advantage in a military duel, wasn't the little junior sister named Liang Yuanyuan who was also in this situation in the Shenqiao Realm Grand Competition, and she didn't fall behind!?" Wei Maolin said.

"I admire my brother's demeanor very much, so let's get started!?" Zhao Yi said.

As he spoke, Zhao Yi had already summoned the previous White Tiger suit, and in the previous battle, Zhao Yi didn't use it because he didn't need it at all.

But at this moment, facing Wei Maolin, who was recognized as the first person in the realm of the Spirit Platform of the Fire Sect, Zhao Yi did not dare to be careless.

And Wei Maolin on the opposite side also summoned the Red Flame suit at the same time, and this set of equipment on his body instantly glowed with glowing fire, which was more light than wearing it on Wei Maoqi.

Because, this Red Flame suit was made for him.

"It seems that both of them care about this match, and besides, they both treat each other as real opponents. ”

In contrast, Zhao Liulang's qualifications are better, and he can go all the way to the finals just after advancing to Lingtai. ”

"Actually, that Yang Luyi just now is also amazing, he is not as lucky as Zhao Liulang, he relies on his superb swordsmanship. ”

"In this case, that Lu Hanshuang is too inferior!"

Lu Hanshuang was once again despised.

Lu Hanshuang in Lingyunfeng's camp listened to those people talking, and his teeth "creaked".

The two on the duel stage are ready for battle.

Compared to Zhao Yi, Wei Maolin had consumed a lot of spiritual power before, and if you judge from the state at this time, Zhao Yi's state is much better, because he didn't consume a little spiritual power at all.

"Huh!" Zhao Yi suddenly disappeared, leaving everyone with only an afterimage of the place where he had stood before.

The next moment, Zhao Yi had already appeared behind Wei Maolin and kicked out again.

Wei Maolin seemed to have been prepared, took a step sideways, and just dodged this kick, and then moved a distance of three meters sideways.

"Ha!" Zhao Yi chuckled, not taking it to heart, as if he had already known that the other party would be able to dodge this blow.

"Imperial Sky Palm!" Zhao Yi stretched out his right hand and slapped it at Wei Maolin, who had not yet turned around, and his left hand used spiritual power to control a small tornado in the surrounding airflow, closely following the palm power.

Wei Maolin didn't stop after dodging the blow, and felt Zhao Yi strike again, moving a few meters sideways again, and a small fire system spell gathered fire pillar and threw it at Zhao Yi.

How could Zhao Yi sit and wait, Ling Xubu stepped forward, his figure flashed, and he came behind the other party again, and the Liulang knife appeared in his hand and slashed at Wei Maolin's neck.

Wei Maolin has rich combat experience and a stronger sense of battle, and he has already lowered his body before Zhao Yi took out his sword, and once again dodged a blow.

"Senior brother's figure is really powerful, so you can hide from the past!" Zhao Yi slashed the air, not forgetting to praise him.

Seizing the opportunity, Wei Maolin pinched his hands together, and a fire dragon appeared out of thin air, surrounding Zhao Yi in the center at once, and quickly stabbed at Zhao Yi with countless fire spears.

"Brother Zhao......" Liang Yuanyuan, who was now in the distance, exclaimed for the first time.

His confidence in Zhao Yi was more than his confidence in himself, but now that Zhao Yi was facing Wei Maolin, he couldn't help but feel a little worried when he saw the fire dragon surrounding Zhao Yi.

"Childe ......" Yuan Xiangrong was in the same mood at this time, but she was more subtle.

Everyone in Zixia Mountain was sweating at this time.

Wei Maoqi, who had been standing next to Liang Yuanyuan, was also nervously watching the showdown table, and he was also worried about his younger brother.

Dao Fengzhi on the rostrum looked at the two people who were facing each other without sadness or joy.

Others don't have special tables either.

It's just that Murong Chengtian, who was on the rostrum in the south, looked at Wei Maolin's eyes a little bright.

Zhao Yi, who was trapped in the center of the fire dragon, didn't see any passivity.

On the contrary, he also summoned a fire dragon, which was darker in color than Wei Maolin's fire dragon, and also emerged one after another fire spears to face the opponent.

But at this moment, Zhao Yi's expression suddenly froze. And Dao Fengzhi, who was sitting on the rostrum, also had a strange expression at the same time, but no one noticed it.

"Stop!" Zhao Yi then stretched out a hand and said.

"Senior brother, why is this?" Wei Maolin stopped and asked.

"Senior brother, you won today's game!" Zhao Yi said to Dao Fengzhi on the rostrum: "Master, there is something wrong with your grandson, go first!"

"Go ahead!" Dao Fengzhi agreed without asking for any reason.