At this time, it was already ten in the morning, and the large square of Tianshuang Courtyard was still crowded with people, and the audience had arrived, but the ring was empty, probably because the competition had not officially started.

Feng Heng walked to his seat and sat down expressionlessly, the Great Elder on the side seemed to be in a good mood, and was about to say something, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that his face was not good, and hurriedly said with concern: "Elder Yun is fine, right?"

Feng Heng shook his head and said that it was okay, and then asked how the battle was yesterday.

The Great Elder obviously expected him to ask this question, and before he could speak, he laughed out loud, "My Qianqiumen has really good luck this year, and Lin Li is also quite competitive, and now he has entered the top four, just waiting for today's final competition." ”

In this way, Feng Heng immediately understood, it seems that Lin Li should not have faced the Sword King Rongtian yesterday, otherwise I am afraid it would not be the current situation, but now there are four people left, the methods of Zhongzheng King Murong Qingshu and Shaobing King Xuange have been seen yesterday, although Rongtian does not know the depth, but since several people are equally famous, it must not be much worse than these two, so that Lin Li is afraid that no matter who he faces today, he will probably be more than lucky.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shake my head for a while, the people of these competitions are not at the same level in the first place, and this kind of competition is not very interesting, isn't it just like the Dan Dao competition in the mouth of the master of a thousand sects, just making a show, just a few big things to show off?

But fortunately, he had already understood the rules of the tournament before, and although there were still four people left, all four of them had already entered the top three, because there were two places in the third place, and the two who lost the first game today were tied for the top three.

Such a rule is not unreasonable, the competition of cultivators is not like a fight in the ordinary, after one battle, the defeated person is either injured or exhausted, in this case, the next game will undoubtedly take a long time to recover, and the tens of thousands of spectators present may not have such patience to wait.

It was already unexpected that Lin Li could come here, and now the entire Qianqiu Gate was satisfied, and he just hoped that he would be safe and sound, but Feng Heng was uneasy for no reason, and he always had some bad premonitions.

After a while, a loud gong sounded, and it seemed that the game was about to begin, and the remaining four people walked to the bottom of the ring in unison.

Just like yesterday's rules, a disciple of the Tianshuang Courtyard slowly approached the four of them with a black lottery box in his hand.

The face of the Thousand Sect Lord suddenly became nervous, and a pair of eyes stared at Lin Li, and then moved to the pitch-black lottery box, and the hand holding the chair couldn't help but tighten a little.

At that moment, tens of thousands of people fell silent together, and their eyes converged on the four of them, looking forward to today's showdown.

"The contested disciples draw lots to win!" the host's voice was loud, spreading throughout the square.

The disciple who carried the lottery box was ordered, slowly walked up to the four of them, and signaled for the lottery to begin.

At this point, Lin Li looked calm, probably no matter who was drawn, it didn't make much difference, so he simply walked up first, and took out a piece of signing paper from the signing box without hesitation.

Xuan Ge also smiled, and then took out one as well.

"Two!" At this moment, Lin Li had already opened his signature paper and sang a number loudly.

The atmosphere became more and more tense, and Xuan Ge also opened his signature paper, but he smiled and kept silent, and it seemed that he didn't plan to announce his appearance.

Rong Tian was still expressionless, reached out and took out a piece of signing paper, looked at it casually, and his eyes turned to Lin Li.

Everyone naturally understood the current situation, and Xuan Ge bowed his hand to Murong Qingshu, "Today, I will come down to learn the master of King Zhongzheng!"

Murong Qingshu still had a folding fan in his hand, looking like a humble gentleman, and smiled slightly when he heard this, "I hope that King Shaobing's subordinates will show mercy." ”

Xuan Ge smiled heartily, stood up on tiptoe, drew a graceful arc in the air, and landed steadily on the ring above.

Murong Qingshu stopped talking nonsense, and took the folding fan with a bang, and everyone felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the person had appeared on the other side of the ring.

The two stood opposite each other, and there was no serious atmosphere of a decisive battle, but they both looked calm and breezy.

"Since ancient times, heroes have been born as teenagers, and they have such a bearing at such an age, and the future of these two is limitless. Many people in the stands praised one after another, and couldn't help but look at the people in Tianshuang Courtyard and Frost City again, with envy in their eyes.

"In the first game today, Murong Qingshu of Tianshuang Courtyard will face Xuange of Frost City, and the competition will officially begin!"

As the host sang, the folding fan in Murong Qingshu's hand was retracted, and as soon as his hands clenched into fists, the whole person was shrouded in a thick light curtain, just because Xuan Ge, who was originally standing opposite, had disappeared.

"I was fortunate enough to fight with the Blood Knife King a few years ago, and I unintentionally learned a trick and a half, and I asked the Zhongzheng King for advice!"

Xuan Ge's voice came, but everyone in the audience was puzzled, although this voice was really heard, they couldn't see Xuan Ge's figure, and they didn't know where he was at this time.

"What a fast speed!" Feng Heng couldn't help but praise, and when he opened the eye of the night, he could naturally see Xuan Ge's trajectory.

"The Young Ice King is really powerful!" Murong Qingshu on the field didn't know if he could have such an ability, but when he saw him praise him, he immediately held the fan in his right hand and waved it forward without hesitation.

'When!' There was a crisp sound, Xuan Ge's figure suddenly appeared, the ice-blue long sword just slashed on Murong Qingshu's folding fan, a dazzling spark appeared, and the vitality around it suddenly expanded outward, and a storm was formed, blowing the clothes of the people in the audience.

"Hmph!" The corners of Murong Qingshu's mouth raised, and with a strong wave of his hand, Xuan Ge, who was in mid-air, was waved back, and with his dashing wave, he saw a cloud of pitch-black ink stretching out along his hand, chasing out the retreating Xuan Ge like a whip.

It was as if a basin of ink was spilled between the two, bringing out an endless bold artistic conception in the chic, which attracted everyone to cheer, and the scene was suddenly detonated.

"Your hand is really black enough!" Xuan Ge, who was in the retreat, did not forget to be sarcastic in this situation, but he did not hesitate to play a series of hand duels.

'Boom!' There was a loud bang, and the stone bricks under his feet suddenly shattered, and a huge dragon head burst out of the ground, with a huge mouth, and swallowed towards the ink whip that swept over.

This dragon is light blue and transparent, like ice and snow carving, shining in the sun, half of the body is still underground, at a glance, the end is gorgeous and magnificent.

Feng Hengshang saw such a powerful defensive means for the first time, and he couldn't help but cheer, and everyone's eyes were also bright, such a yuan technique must be priceless, and they all sighed for a while that Frost City really deserved to be one of the three major forces, and it was really profound.

Murong Qingshu, who was in the duel, saw that the ink whip he threw was swallowed by the ice dragon, but there was no surprise on his face, his eyes were slightly cold, and with a tug of his right hand back, the ink whip was retracted, turning into a thicker circle and surrounding it, at the same time, the folding fan on his right hand had disappeared, replaced by a one-foot-long brush.

"Book holy pen!" Many people couldn't help but exclaim when they saw the brush in his hand, obviously this thing was not an ordinary thing.

"Hey, how did this thing get into his hands? On the stands, Qin Feng, who was next to the master of Liu, was also stunned when he saw this, and couldn't help but speak.

Courtyard Master Liu smiled, "Last year, in the Mid-Autumn Festival, this kid played against Elder Taishang, and he won a game by luck, and Elder Taishang gave him the personal treasure as soon as he was happy, but so far it is the first time I have seen him take it out, and I don't know how powerful it is." ”

Qin Feng's eyes were full of envy, "This holy pen is the magic weapon of Elder Taishang's fame, and its power is naturally extraordinary, but in the hands of Qingshu, it naturally can't be compared with Elder Taishang." ”

Everyone waited and waited, and Xuan Ge's face on the stage began to become solemn, and the long sword was retracted: "Yo, it looks like it's going to make a trick, since that's the case, let's have a showdown." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a thunderstorm on the spot, and the vitality was rolling and condensing, and in the blink of an eye, everyone was dumbfounded, only to see a huge iceman several feet high appear in the ring, and Xuan Ge disappeared.

The four thick iron chains connected to the ground suddenly rattled, and the disc-shaped ring shook slightly, as if it was a little overwhelmed.

In the face of the monster that suddenly appeared, Murong Qingshu looked indifferent, his eyes were hollow and abnormal, as if he had seen through everything, and said with a slight movement on his mouth: "The Young Ice King came from afar, and he wrote an inscription for his brother to express his heart!"

"Roar!!" However, there was a loud roar in response, although the iceman was huge, he had no sense of sluggishness, and as soon as he raised his footsteps, he rushed towards Murong Qingshu violently.

Murong Qingshu was swept away by the majestic momentum, but there was still no panicked look on his face, with a wave of the iron pen in his hand, his figure suddenly became elegant, and several free and flexible fonts were slowly written in the air, and at the same time, he slowly read in his mouth: "Frozen for thousands of miles..."

At this time, the iceman was already in front of him, and the huge fist carried the momentum of wind and thunder and blasted towards him mercilessly.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the gravel where Murong Qingshu was standing before was splashed, and the ring several meters thick was directly pierced by a punch, and the gravel was suddenly sprinkled all over the ground, but such a powerful punch did not receive actual results, at this moment, Murong Qingshu seemed to have entered a wonderful realm, and his body was so elegant that it seemed to be illusory, only to see him move lightly, walking around the giant, and holding a long ink trail behind him.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is not a life-and-death duel at all, but more like a talented man who works hard in the examination room, and there is endless arrogance and freedom in the unruly.