"The first match is over, please move to the spectator seat first"

Steward Zhao returned to the martial arts arena again and said slowly

And Li Sheng, who was already unconscious, had been carried out of the wall by several attendants and out of the venue

And the representatives of Li Sheng's sect also hurriedly left from the viewing seats

Huangfu Chuyue gently patted off the dust on his body and slowly left the venue

Steward Zhao saw that Huangfu Chuyue had returned to the viewing seat, so he continued to speak: "The second game, Shadowless Gate, Qian Jia, against Lion Xiangfeng, Sun Yi"

As Steward Zhao finished announcing the second monk, Qian Jia and Sun Yi moved to the martial arts arena and stood opposite each other

"Heh, nobody, it's just dirty Young Master Ben's hands"

Before the competition began, Qian Jia was already disdainful

Qian Jia's actions made Sun Yi suddenly angry, most of the forces of the Xuanwu Kingdom knew that the Shadowless Gate, after all, it had a relationship with the generals of the Xuanwu Kingdom, because Qian Jia's battle was bullying and cynical, so it has always left people with the impression of being a gentleman, although this time Dabi has some dazzling performance, but more people still think that Qian Jia is just an incompetent person who relies on his uncle

"Pay attention to your words and deeds, Qian Jia, this is Xuanwu City, not your Shadowless Gate"

Steward Zhao said, frowning and glaring at Qian Jia

"Now that both sides are ready, then this competition has officially begun!!"

Although Steward Zhao had disappeared from the venue, the two were still unmoved, as if the competition had not yet begun, and they both stood in place and stared at each other tightly

Although Sun Yi thought that Qian Jia was just a mere child, he still didn't dare to be sloppy, after all, after coming to this point, no one wanted to be eliminated, and there was only one step left before the qualification of the Xuanwu Secret Realm

But Qian Jia didn't want to be so deadlocked anymore

"Cut, Young Master Ben's time is very precious, I don't have time to drag it out like you garbage"

Qian Jia's face was full of unhappiness, and as soon as the words fell, the true qi of his whole body began to work, and between breaths, the whole person disappeared in place

"So fast??!!"

Sun Yi, who was still standing in place, was obviously shocked by Qian Jia's incredible speed, and was stunned

It was this stunned moment, Qian Jia came to Sun Yi's back at some point, the purple true qi covered his hands, and the purple true qi seemed to be mixed with a trace of black qi, but because the original color of the true qi was dark, no one noticed it

"Purple Palm!!"

Qian Jia turned into a palm with one hand and hit Sun Yi heavily on the back of the head

At this time, Sun Yi reacted, but it was too late, the fear of death enveloped Sun Yi, but no matter what, Sun Yi couldn't control himself to avoid this attack, and the whole person seemed to be frozen in place

The next moment, the majestic purple true qi gushed out along Qian Jia's palm, and the terrifying impact directly shattered Sun Yi's skull, and the blood and * property smashed together and burst out, splashing to the ground

Suffering a fatal injury, Sun Yi completely lost his breath and fell heavily to the ground, his entire brain lost half of his brain due to the destructive power of the spurt of true qi, and he looked extremely hideous

As if nothing had happened, Qian Jia shook off the blood on his palm, turned around and prepared to leave the venue

"Kill my beloved disciple, I want you to pay for your life!!"

I saw a white-haired old man suddenly come to the venue, and the true qi of the Rong Dao Realm gathered on his fist, and attacked Qian Jia fiercely

Just when everyone thought that Qian Jia was about to die, Steward Zhao instantly came to the old man, defused the attack lightly, and at the same time slapped the old man in the chest with one palm, directly repelling him to the edge of the martial arts arena, close to the wall

Because Steward Zhao only used less than one layer of strength, the white-haired old man did not suffer any damage, but was forced back by Steward Zhao's strong true qi

The white-haired old man roared angrily: "Steward Zhao!!, why didn't I stop my attack when I was mortally attacked, but now I stop my attack!! is this the style of your Xuanwu Kingdom??!!

Steward Zhao glanced at the white-haired old man expressionlessly, and said slowly: "The rules of Dabi do not say that you can't kill anyone, your fists and feet are not long-sighted, I said, one side will end if it loses its combat power, Qian Jia didn't violate the rules, so I naturally can't make a move."

"And you Shi Xiangfeng, ignoring the rules, interfering with the competition, according to the rules, will be deprived of the qualification for the next big competition"

The white-haired old man was even more angry when he heard Steward Zhao's explanation, but this was Xuanwu City, the territory of Emperor Xuanwu, so he couldn't do anything

The white-haired old man gritted his teeth tightly, his anger was attacking, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath instantly withered

"You Xuanwu Kingdom, you can't die well!!"

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he fainted and fell heavily to the ground

And Steward Zhao was indifferent from beginning to end, one of the parties died in the competition, this kind of thing Steward Zhao has seen many times, and there has never been a rule in the rules of the Xuanwu Dabi that it is not allowed to kill the other party

In this world, strength is respected, and skills are not as good as others, is it necessary to blame the other party for being too strong?

Steward Zhao waved his hand, and several attendants hurried over and carried the two down

As the party concerned, Qian Jia smiled disdainfully, didn't even look at the two people, and left the venue directly

"The next Star Guild Headquarters, Zhou Yi, against Tianxing Hall, Wu Zhen"

After Steward Zhao finished speaking, he saw two monks come to the venue from the viewing seat

Zhou Yi, who came from the Star Guild Headquarters, had a public face, and even his aura was no different from that of ordinary people, if he was put into an ordinary crowd, absolutely no one would notice this person

However, those who can pass the group competition are naturally not good at stubble

"Zhou Yi... I remember it was in the yellow group, but the yellow group didn't seem to be as bright as the other groups, and this person seemed to be mediocre."

Han Ruyue, who was in the audience, recalled the picture of the previous group competition, and did not have much impression of the week on the field

"Don't underestimate this Zhou Yi, he is the successor named by the president himself, and even the emperor has recognized him as the next candidate for the president of the Star Guild."

Old man Song came to Feng Hao's side at some point, and said slowly

"Zhou Yi, this kid, can't help but have excellent strength and talent, and his heart is even more rare, he has never been flamboyant and shows off, and even low-key makes many people who are not familiar with him think that he is an ordinary person"

You must know that the difference between a monk and an ordinary person is obvious, even if a monk's aura is well hidden, he will inadvertently expose some habits of being a monk in his gestures

And Zhou Yi on the field, but he can't see any shadow of a monk on his body, if it weren't for the stage of the Xuanwu Dabi now, many people might think that he was in the wrong place

And Wu Zhen, who was standing opposite to Zhou Yi on the field, looked at Steward Zhao with doubts on his face and said, "Senior, are you sure that he is a monk of the Star Guild, how do I think he is. . . ”

Before Wu Zhen finished speaking, he was choked back by Steward Zhao's words

"Do you think that our Xuanwu Congress confuses ordinary people with monks??!!

Hearing Steward Zhao's words, Wu Zhen scratched his head helplessly, this was the first time that their Tianxing Hall had won the quota of the Xuanwu Competition, and he was very lucky to be assigned to the yellow group that was not so competitive on the surface

Wu Zhen originally knew that he was going to face the monks at the Xingchen Guild Headquarters and felt that he was probably going to be eliminated, but when he saw Zhou Yi in front of him, Wu Zhen suddenly felt that maybe he could continue to walk

Zhou Yi looked at Wu Zhen's expression in front of him, his heart did not fluctuate, and he stood there silently, he was used to this kind of look and doubt from the people around him, he was born with this special physique since he was a child, and his breath was completely suppressed in his body, without leakage, plus he was also low-key and used to doing his own thing, so why bother to care what others think

Zhou Yi and Wu Zhen respectively signaled that Steward Zhao could start

Steward Zhao didn't procrastinate, and said, "This competition has officially begun."

After speaking, just like the previous scenes, he disappeared in an instant

The next second Steward Zhao disappeared, Wu Zhen moved, ready to take him by surprise and strike first

Although Wu Zhen's speed did not reach the terrifying level of Qian Jia, it had far surpassed the monks of the same level, and the whole person came to Zhou Yi's side like the wind, and with the mobilization of true qi, several invisible wind blades broke through the air and went straight to Zhou Yi's face

Most of the people present saw that Zhou Yi was still standing in place and did not move, as if they were not aware, thinking that this week would also die on the spot like Sun Yi before

However, although Zhou Yi stood there unmoved, it did not mean that he was unaware

In fact, at the moment of Wu Zhen's body, Zhou Yi completely locked Wu Zhen's position, and did not panic at all in the face of the wind blade that hit his head

I saw Zhou Yi with one hand, and let the wind blade smash on his palm

Wu Zhen was overjoyed when he saw that his attack had hit, although his move seemed to be lethal enough, only he knew the killing power of this wind blade

On the surface, it looks like it's just a different kind of wind turning into a blade, but in fact, there are countless subtle air currents at the front end of the wind blade flowing at high speed, and the speed of the flow is extremely terrifying, which also makes the originally extremely subtle air flow produce a good cutting force, even if a monk a few orders higher than him bears this move head-on, he will definitely suffer a certain degree of damage

But the next moment, Wu Zhen, who was originally extremely happy, was instantly stunned

I saw that Zhou Yi, who took the wind blade empty-handed, showed no signs of injury, and there was no trace of the palm that had borne the wind blade, as if the previous wind blade had never existed

"How is this possible!!"

Wu Zhen, who did not give up, threw out several wind blades in a row, and each shot was not weaker than the few just now

Zhou Yi kept one hand open expressionlessly, and there was no wave on his incomparably simple face

A dozen wind blades hit Zhou Yi, who had no intention of dodging, but the result was useless

This made Wu Zhen, who originally had a trace of confidence, completely panicked

Wu Zhen gritted his teeth and took out a seven-foot-long spear from the storage ring, the barrel of the spear was made of a kind of Xuanjie wood, and there was no decorative pattern on it, it was not gorgeous, but it was extremely practical, the head of the spear shone brightly in the sunlight, and the sharpness of the tip of the spear made people feel chilled

"This is, a ground-level weapon, a small sect can have this kind of background"

Feng Hao, who was watching the seat, frowned slightly when he saw the spear in Wu Zhen's hand

On the field, Wu Zhen held a spear in his hand, and rushed towards Zhou Yi with an indifferent face without hesitation, the sharp head of the spear turned into a burst of gun shadows, and the speed was staggering

However, Zhou Yi was still calm, his body continued to turn sideways and rotate with the stabbing of the spear, and every time he dodged the seemingly dangerous attack, he was extremely accurate, and every time he made the head of the gun almost rub against his body

Such keen observation and terrifying body control amazed everyone, and even the Emperor Fu Chuyue in the audience showed a look of surprise

Wu Zhen saw that his offensive did not work, and the spear was instantly withdrawn, and bursts of true qi continued to gather on the tip of the spear through the barrel of the spear

The next moment, the spear stabbed out in an instant, and it had the potential of a long rainbow through the sun, and Zhou Yi's hair fluttered in a burst of wind caused by the terrifying penetrating power

The speed of the spear was not as fast as the previous continuous stabbing shots, but it was extremely weird, and the seemingly incomparably slow spear head suddenly came to Zhou Yi's face in the next second

"This Wu Zhen lost"

Feng Hao shook his head and said

The fox Mei'er next to her was puzzled when she heard Feng Hao's words, and now no matter how you look at it, Wu Zhen is about to win

On the field, just when many people thought that this blow would be successfully hit, Wu Zhen's forward stabbing action suddenly stopped, but it was not he who stopped

Just now, Wu Zhen thought that he was going to win, but the next moment, his spear seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't advance an inch

The green tendons on Wu Zhen's arm bulged, but no matter how hard he tried, the spear was still fixed straight there, unable to move forward

"Give up, your spear has been frozen by me with the laws of space"

Zhou Yi said something unprecedentedly, and his voice was very small, only Wu Zhen, who was closest to him, heard it

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, Wu Zhen didn't continue to exert himself, as the chief disciple of his own sect, of course he understands the law, obviously, Zhou Yi, who can use the law of space, is not something he can match, and even from beginning to end, Zhou Yi has not made a single move, Wu Zhen knows that his strength is very different from Zhou Yi, and he clenched his fists unwillingly

However, Wu Zhen still chose to give up, if it wasn't for Qian Jia's competition, he would probably have persevered

Witnessing the other participating monks dying on the field, Wu Zhen was afraid, after all, only by surviving can he continue to grow stronger, and only then can he have a chance to defeat the other party in the future

"I abstain"

Wu Zhen took the spear back from the storage ring and said with a disappointed face, but he quickly adjusted his mentality, and looked at Zhou Yi with a firm expression

"You are strong, but I will be stronger in the future!!"

After Wu Zhen finished speaking, he left without looking back

Seeing Wu Zhen's appearance, Zhou Yi, who had always been calm and composed, was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face that should not have been on his face, but this smile soon disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea