Although Fang Zixuan responded to Fang Youyou and set his eyes on the No. 1 martial arts platform, after watching more than a dozen breaths, he shook his head slightly, and then fell his gaze back on the No. 2 martial arts platform.

After a while, Gan Qingqian glanced at Fang Youyou and saw that she was seriously looking at the two people on the No. 1 martial arts platform, so he whispered again: "Senior Brother Fang, what do you think of Chen Zhe's move just now?"

"Well, although there is a small flaw in the waist of his move, it should be deliberately released to Du Wenhua, if Du Wenhua really attacks that small flaw, I am afraid that he is likely to fall behind because of this. Fang Zixuan said in a low voice.

"Really, no wonder Du Wenhua didn't attack that flaw, I still think it's a bit of a pity. It seems that Du Wenhua's vision is better than mine. Gan Qingqian said in a low voice.

"Senior Sister Gan, you have allocated some time and energy to alchemy, so it is not surprising that you are not as distracted as Du Wenhua. What's more, judging from the current situation, both of them are performing at a super level, I guess Du Wenhua may not really see through Chen Zhe's back hand, it may be that he is just cautious. Fang Zixuan said in a low voice.

Although Fang Zixuan really felt that Du Wenhua had seen through Chen Zhe's backhand, he still couldn't help but say a word of comfort to Gan Qingqian.

"Hmm. After Gan Qingqian hummed, she continued to watch the competition carefully, and she didn't know if she agreed with Fang Zixuan's opinion.

Gradually, the competition between Chen Zhe and Du Wenhua has entered a white-hot stage, although both of them are injured to varying degrees, but the momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

"Senior Sister Gan, in the next ten moves, the two should be separating the winner and loser, you are optimistic. Fang Zixuan said in a low voice.

Gan Qingqian's gaze did not take his eyes off the two, but nodded lightly to show that he understood.

The first move.

The second trick.

......

The eighth trick.

Chen Zhe and Du Wenhua's spirit soldiers collided, making a loud noise, and then, Du Wenhua suddenly took a step forward, and then the spirit spear in his hand flashed, taking advantage of Chen Zhe's sluggishness, a lightning-fast gun instantly broke through Chen Zhe's defense line, Chen Zhe hurriedly dodged, and at the same time returned the knife to defend, but this was Du Wenhua's deliberate killing, and its speed had reached the extreme he could play.

I heard only a ding. Chen Zhe's spirit knife barely hit Du Wenhua's spirit spear. Although Du Wenhua's spirit spear was shocked a little bit because of this, his spirit spear still pierced into Chen Zhe's left chest half an inch deep. If this shot really penetrated Chen Zhe's body completely, then the tip of the gun would graze Chen Zhe's heart, in this case, Chen Zhe would certainly not be able to die, but he was already seriously injured and had no power to fight back.

The rules of the martial arts ring are forbidden to take pills, and it is forbidden to be disabled and killed, but similar to this kind of serious injury that passes by the heart, most people will stop, and the opponent will admit defeat if he is interested, otherwise, you are afraid that you will have to spend a long time in bed, for these sect disciples who rarely come to the lake city, this is absolutely not worth it.

There was no grudge between Chen Zhe and Du Wenhua, so Du Wenhua stayed, and Chen Zhe also admitted defeat with interest.

"Du Wenhua of Qiuchimen won this battle. The red-clothed referee said in a loud voice.

"Concession. Du Wenhua withdrew the spirit soldier and saluted with his fists.

"Thank you for your mercy. Chen Zhe cupped his fists and saluted. Although his left chest was injured, it was nothing to Chen Zhe, just take a hemostatic pill and rest.

Then, the two jumped off the second stage together.

"Senior Brother Du is really good. ”

"See, this is the strength of our Akiikemon. ”

Some of the Qiuchi Sect disciples sitting on the platform shouted happily.

Half an hour later, the third competition officially began, and Wang Jia of the Shadowless Gate was asked to prepare for Duan Yingying of the Wind Gate. The red-clothed referee said in a loud voice.

"Senior Brother Fang, your vision is still as accurate as ever. Gan Qingqian said in a low voice.

Fang Zixuan smiled, and then moved his gaze to the No. 1 martial arts platform.

Fang Zixuan was not interested in the competition between these two women, but he was afraid that it would be bad if he didn't know anything about these two people when Fang Youyou told him.

After nearly a quarter of an hour, the two women finally decided the winner.

Chen Ziyu narrowly defeated Yan Miaoling with half a move.

After the two clasped each other's fists and saluted, they jumped off the No. 1 competition platform together.

Sure enough, Fang Youyou asked Fang Zixuan what he thought of these two people, and Fang Zixuan said a few words. In this regard, Fang Youyou did not suspect anything.

At this time, the entire martial arts competition ring suddenly became very lively, and it turned out that Wang Jia of the Shadowless Gate and Duan Yingying of the Wind Gate had already jumped onto the second number of the martial arts competition. Like Yan Miaoling and Chen Ziyu just now, these two are also women, and they are also cultivators in the later stage of Wuhou.

"The organizer is really good at arranging, and he can actually let two female disciples of the sect in the late stage of Wuhou fight, tsk, today's entrance fee is not lost. ”

"Yes, and the looks and postures of these two women are not bad, especially that Duan Yingying, tsk, convex and backward, it really makes me feel excited. ”

"Shhhhh ”

"What are you afraid of, could it be that they dare to do something in the lakeside city? I don't believe that they will always guard the lakeside city, and when they leave, I will naturally be able to leave the city. ”

"That makes sense. ”

Perhaps the organizer deliberately used these two people to detonate the atmosphere present, so the red-clothed referee surprisingly did not shout start immediately, but waited for a hundred and fifty breaths before shouting: "Start." ”

As the red names on the heads of the two disappeared, the two spirit soldiers flashed together on the second number competition platform.

For the battle between the disciples of the Wuhou Sect in the late stage of Wuhou on this occasion, Fang Zixuan was finally aroused.

Although there is also a competition between the disciples of the later stage of Wuhou in Qingyunmen, but in that kind of competition, the competitiveness of the two of them is not very strong, and the fight is naturally not very intense. But now this competition ring is different, there are so many people watching, these two people will definitely use twelve points of strength to compete, everyone wants to win this competition, so the intensity of the fight can be imagined.

Sure enough, the two had only fought for ten rendezvous, and the audience on the stage felt a fierce atmosphere.

After a while, the competition of the No. 1 martial arts platform also began.

"Senior Brother Fang, can you see the competition between the two of you in the second martial arts platform?" asked Fang Youyou.

"Reluctantly. Fang Zixuan said.

"Well, your eyesight is so good? I only saw two silver lights and two figures moving, and I couldn't see the rest very clearly. Fang Youyou said.

"Maybe I'm born with better eyesight than the average person. Fang Zixuan said.

"Then don't you look at the two martial arts disciples of the No. 1 martial arts competition platform?" Fang Youyou believed that it was true.

"The two people in the second competition are faster than the average person, and I want to watch their competition first. Fang Zixuan said.

"Oh well. Since Fang Zixuan said so, Fang Youyou didn't force him to follow him to watch the No. 1 martial arts platform.