On the fourth day of the match, the duel was highly anticipated, and early in the morning, students came to the square to occupy a favorable position to watch the game.

There were two rows of chairs around the stage, and the number of big people who came to watch the battle was twice as large as yesterday, which shows that this duel is even more eye-catching.

Tang Guoqiang of the Eastern Tang Society, a child of the royal family, his first battle today represents the royal family, his face is the face of the royal family, and the royal family bigwigs present today are all here for Tang Guoqiang, to make a strong name for the Tang Dynasty.

Shenyue Shrine Su Daoxing, the son of the Su family, he represents the ancient family, and the big names of the family who came to watch the battle were to give the children of the family a strong reputation.

From a young age, this duel is a duel between Su Daoxing and Tang Guoqiang.

Judging from it, this duel is a duel between the Shenyue Society and the Eastern Tang Society.

From a big point of view, this duel is a contest between the children of the family and the children of the royal family.

On the side of the martial arts platform, the school specially arranged two painters to paint a wonderful scene of this duel, and put the picture scroll in the historical album of Huaqing Mansion.

On the martial arts stage, the chief instructor Xi Muqing found that his palms were sweaty, and he swept the martial arts stage, some of the characters in it were powerful beings that he was afraid of even when he saw them.

Tang Guoqiang came to the stage and greeted the people around the platform, attracting bursts of cheers.

Tang Guoqiang's popularity can be seen.

Today, Tang Guoqiang is still wearing his royal uniform, still looking victorious, he is not worried about this game at all, and enjoys the moment.

"Mr. Mu, I've been waiting on the stage for a quarter of an hour, why hasn't Su Daoxing been on stage yet? Tang Guoqiang showed a flirtatious smile and complained to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing's face sank, and he said: "Don't be impatient, Tang Gongzi, the time for the game has not yet arrived, it is Gongzi who came early, not Su Dao who woke up late." ”

Su Daoxing stepped onto the martial arts stage while the two were talking, and he slowly walked to the martial arts stage.

Mu Qing cleared his throat and said loudly: "The duel between Tang Guoqiang of the Eastern Tang Society and Su Daoxing of the Shenyue Society has officially begun!"

"Please, Master Su!" Tang Guoqiang patted the imperial clothes on his body, "Don't break the imperial clothes on my body, otherwise you will commit the crime of killing your head." ”

Tang Guoqiang is making a fuss about the imperial clothes, in such an important war, he still did this, it was really shameless to get home, but everyone was hindered by his royal status, and dared not speak out, if he was not a child of the royal family, it is estimated that he would have been knocked down by the spectators.

"Don't bother Tang Gongzi. Please!" Su Daoxing approached Tang Guoqiang with a brisk step, hitting his shoulder, elbowing, and sweeping his legs.

Su Daoxing's series of attacks was to seize the opportunity, once Tang Guoqiang grasped the opportunity, Tang Guoqiang could be invincible with his unparalleled dragon fist.

Tang Guoqiang was tired of parrying, and for a while, he was powerless to fight back.

Bang bang bang!

The picture on the stage suddenly changed!

Su Daoxing fought with Tang Guoqiang at close range, at this time, what kind of boxing, tricks, hand-to-hand combat, to see whose fists are hard, to see whose defense is strong.

Su Daoxing punched and kicked, and greeted Tang Guoqiang's vital parts one by one.

Tang Guoqiang often fights with royal children, and has experienced scenes of hand-to-hand combat, he is not afraid of Su Daoxing at all, and he is entangled with Su Daoxing shirtless.

Burst!

Su Daoxing punched Tang Guoqiang's face and mouth.

Syllable!

Tang Guoqiang slapped Su Daoxing with a palm, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

The hand-to-hand fighting style on the stage made the people in the military department under the stage fascinated, and the army was popular in hand-to-hand combat and hand-to-hand combat.

Those who want to watch a highly ornamental battle are doomed to be disappointed, and even some old gentlemen feel that the battle style of Su Daoxing and Tang Guoqiang is insulting to the university, so they leave the table angrily.

Referee Mu Qing wanted to directly find a crack in the ground to drill into, which of the hundred societies duel is not a highly ornamental duel, this duel is simply unbearable.

"Nonsense! Is this a child's house?" said a big man in the political circles who left the table directly.

"You beat my eyes into panda eyes, Su Daoxing, I scrapped your arm. Tang Guoqiang viciously elbowed Su Daoxing's left arm, as if hitting plastic, it couldn't break the joint of Su Daoxing's left arm.

At this time, Tang Guoqiang woke up, he punched Su Daoxing, Su Daoxing had no obvious injuries on his body, and he was beaten by Su Daoxing to the point that his skeleton was broken, and his whole body was in pain.

"Fooled!" When Tang Guoqiang came to his senses, Su Daoxing had already hugged his waist and threw Tang Guoqiang out of the martial arts stage like a humanoid monster.

Bang!

Tang Guoqiang's body smashed a deep pit under the stage.

The scene just now happened so fast that even Mu Qing didn't have time to react.

"Su Daoxing, I'm going to kill you. In the deep pit, Tang Guoqiang, who understood that he was being played, roared.

Su Daoxing hugged his fist at Tang Guoqiang, who couldn't stand up in the deep pit under the stage: "Accept!"

Tang Guoqiang couldn't wait to kill Su Daoxing with his eyes.

Some people breathed a sigh of relief, and this farce was finally over.

Some people were watching with relish and were annoyed to find out that the duel was over.

The two artists shook their heads, they were ready to draw a wonderful duel scene, but the style of the whole duel made it impossible for them to write.

Su Daoxing quickly left the square, and he rushed towards the Shenyue Shrine.

All he wants is to win at the lowest cost, otherwise he can't guarantee that he has the energy to face Zhang Menglong, who is attacking the Society, and in his eyes, Tang Guoqiang doesn't even have the share of Zhang Menglong's shoes.

Tang Guoqiang is nothing except for being a martial king of the Ten Flails and a royal identity, just an arrogant straw bag.

Zhang Menglong was regarded as a great enemy by Su Daoxing, because Su Daoxing couldn't see through Zhang Menglong, and he didn't even know what kind of exercises Zhang Menglong was practicing.

Back at the Shenyue Shrine, Su Daoxing immediately entered the secret room, the skin injuries on his body did not affect his battle tomorrow at all, he did not go to the infirmary for treatment, and meditated directly in the secret room, integrating with the statues in the temple, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to improve his cultivation.

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On the fifth day of the competition day, the last competition of the Hundred Societies Duel Festival was also the ultimate battle.

Su Daoxing stepped on the morning light and came to the martial arts platform, and he walked through the crowd and boarded the martial arts platform.

When Mu Qing boarded the martial arts stage, he was slightly surprised to find that Su Daoxing had already boarded the martial arts stage one step ahead of him.

The competition has not started yet, Zhang Menglong has not yet taken the stage, and Su Daoxing is already exuding his own intentions, making his intentions spread in all directions.

Today, the number of people watching the duel between Su Daoxing and Zhang Menglong is much smaller than in the past, maybe people are disappointed with Su Daoxing's performance yesterday, maybe the popularity of Su Daoxing and Zhang Menglong does not attract more people to watch the game.

Under the stage, there was only a row of chairs, and the number of big people who came here to watch the battle was nearly half less than yesterday.

In the midst of cheers, Zhang Menglong, accompanied by the disciples of Gong Chen's Attack Society, came to the stage of the martial arts, bowed his hands to Mu Qing and Su Daoxing on the stage, and slowly boarded the stage.

The artist under the stage opened the drawing board and prepared to paint.

Mu Qing's sharp eyes swept in all directions, suppressed the noise in all directions, and said loudly: "Today is the last competition of the Hundred Societies Duel. Su Daoxing of the Shenyue Shrine faced off against Zhang Menglong of the Attack Society. Both of them are the new Ten Flail Martial Kings, and they are both the heads of a society, and they will do their best to fight today, leaving no regrets. ”

Mu Qing had something to say, obviously, he was still haunted by Su Daoxing's fighting style yesterday, and he had the intention of beating Su Daoxing.

"Please!"

"Please!"

Su Daoxing and Zhang Menglong bowed their hands to each other.

Zhang Menglong is not well-known, but his strength should not be underestimated, he stood there, and the intention exuded from his body had a strong repulsive force, repelling all the beings who approached him.

Swish!

Zhang Menglong took out a soft whip from his waist, shook the soft whip, and made a crisp sound.

Su Daoxing could only stand far away, giving up yesterday's hand-to-hand combat strategy.

Zhang Menglong used a long-range attack weapon such as a soft whip to prevent Su Daoxing from fighting him in close quarters.

Su Daoxing took out a pair of gloves, this is the treasure he took out from the secret room of the Shenyue Society, with gloves, his hands can be fearless of swords.

Syllable!

Zhang Menglong flicked the soft whip and whipped it towards Su Daoxing's legs.

Su Daoxing dodged the whip of the long whip.

Bang Bang Bang!

Zhang Menglong waved the soft whip to attack Su Daoxing's lower plate, and the unexpected soft whip wrapped around one of Su Daoxing's ankles.

Syllable!

Zhang Menglong whipped a soft whip, knocked down Su Daoxing, flicked the soft whip, and took Su Daoxing's body into the air.

Su Daoxing instantly hung his body in the air outside the martial arts platform.

As long as Zhang Menglong loosens the whip, Su Daoxing will fall outside the martial arts stage, obviously, Zhang Menglong realized this.

Airplanes!

Su Daoxing used his will, and a holy temple appeared behind him, and the holy temple emitted a holy sound, which made Zhang Menglong on the stage lose his mind for a moment.

At the moment when Zhang Menglong lost his mind, Su Daoxing grabbed the soft whip with both hands, crushed the soft whip with all the strength of his body, and his body folded and fell to the corner of the martial arts platform.

Zhang Menglong came back to his senses and found that Su Daoxing had broken free from his soft whip, and secretly said a pity, staring at Su Daoxing with his eyes like electricity: "Let you see my eighteen-style loose hands." ”

Sou!

Zhang Menglong showed his body for the first time, and appeared in front of Su Daoxing like a ghost, and he slapped the top of Su Daoxing's head with a palm.

Su Daoxing was shocked, and at the last moment, he shrank his head and avoided a slap on the top of his head.

Zhang Menglong's palm did not slap on the top of Su Daoxing's head, but slapped on Su Daoxing's chest, immediately leaving a handprint, which was deeply imprinted into Su Daoxing's muscles.

Burst!

Su Daoxing's chest was tight, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and dodged to the side.

Sou!

Zhang Menglong's body flashed, flashed to Su Daoxing's back, and slapped Su Daoxing's back with a terrifying hand.

It's too late to dodge!

Su Daoxing was ruthless, and his hands slashed at Zhang Menglong's legs like palm knives.

Bang!

Su Daoxing suffered a blow to Zhang Menglong's back, his vertebrae were broken, his body was like falling apart, and his palms slashed Zhang Menglong's legs.

The sound of broken bones came from Zhang Menglong's legs, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Lose both!