Volume 3 Imperial Capital Battle Chapter 132 Scene 1

On the dueling platform, at this time, the dragon was still not seen. The crowd around couldn't help but stir slightly, and the white-clothed young man Li Dimu and the referee gradually showed a trace of impatience on their faces.

After waiting for a moment again, the figure of the dragon was still undiminished.

"Long Didi, that kid can't be stage fright, right?" shouted a young kid of the Long family in the audience.

"I guess so, that stunned boy is only fourteen years old this year, and it's not too late to come back next year. Another young disciple of the Long family said loudly.

The rest of the audience also gradually became noisy.

At this time, on the dueling platform, the referee looked at the noisy and boiling crowd of spectators under the stand, slowly raised his right hand, and the audience immediately fell silent.

"I announce, the twelfth dragon of Group A will automatically abandon ......" The referee raised his voice and spoke, and the loud voice easily overshadowed the noise under the dueling stage, at this moment!

"Wait! I'm coming! I'm coming......" I heard a series of childish cries.

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see a raunchy young man rushing towards him. The boy ran straight to the dueling ring, and the crowd of onlookers made way for the boy. In the end, I saw the boy run to the edge of the dueling table, and then jumped onto the dueling platform with all his might.

"Group A No. 12...... Long Didi, here!" The immature boy gasped.

"Hahaha! That stunned boy must have slept, right? You see that he is disheveled, and there are traces of saliva on his mouth!hahaha...... I must have just gotten up and hurriedly ran over!" a young man from the Long family laughed at the dueling stage.

When the immature young man on the stage heard this, he quickly raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth a few times. There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

"This kid was excited and nervous all day yesterday, and I guess he fell asleep late last night. Another Long family disciple laughed.

"Cousin, I thought this guy was running to listen to the tune like you did the last time you duel with that Xiao Feng. Bai Yunmeng sneered.

"Uh, do you know about this?" Long Aotian smiled awkwardly.

"Of course, this kind of thing can be heard casually, isn't it weird?" Bai Yunmeng pouted.

At this time, the dueling table is on.

"The two sides have arrived, the duel begins!" the referee said.

With a fall, I saw that the long sword of the dragon flute was quickly unsheathed, and the Xuan power of the primary level of the Xuan general in his body was quickly mobilized! On the other hand, Li Dimu stood there casually, not showing the slightest sign of preparing for battle, and looked like he was in good shape.

The referee and the crowd of onlookers around the stage looked at the situation in the dueling arena in confusion.

"Hey, the duel has begun!" said after a moment, Long Qidi, who had gradually adjusted his breath.

"Little brother, have you already caught your breath?" Li Dimu stood up slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised.

"Uhhhhh......h All right. Long Qidi was slightly stunned.

"Let's start then!" Li Dimu said in a deep voice, and then grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist with one hand, and at the same time quickly stepped out! But he rushed towards the dragon flute quickly!

"Xuan Jiang Intermediate Rank!" Facing Li Dimu who rushed quickly, Long Didi felt a sigh in his heart!

The distance of more than ten meters quickly narrowed! A cold light! A crisp roar! The long knife on Li Dimu's waist swept out of the wind!

'Ding!' There was a loud roar! Long Qidi's long sword blocked sideways, blocking the fast slashing long knife in time! The forced knife wind swept out by the long knife, and the knife strength that came from it suddenly made Long Qidi's pressure greatly increase!

'Ding!Ding!Ding......' Then a series of gold and iron resounded! I saw Li Dimu's long knife strike out again and again, forcing Long Qidi's footsteps to retreat, and he only had time to resist in a hurry!

As soon as the long knife returned, Li Dimu turned around and swept away, and suddenly there was a powerful sword light!

The light of the Moon Arc sword flashed away! Long Qidi, who was gradually adapting to Li Dimu's knife path, suddenly froze in place! In the face of this sudden change of move, Long Qidi didn't have time to react at all! The coolness that still remained on his neck warned of the deadly sword wind that had just swept by!

"In the first game, Group A No. 31 Li Di Mu wins!" the referee said loudly.

The long knife that pointed diagonally to the sky instantly entered the sheath, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of Li Dimu's mouth.

"Concession. Li Dimu smiled at the stunned Long Didi, and then turned around and left the stage.

"Undertaking ...... Receive...... Acceptance. Long Qidi was stunned for a while, then reacted, and after replying, he turned around and left the stage with a disappointed face.

At this point, the dueling is off-stage.

"Cousin Long is still too young and inexperienced!" said a young disciple of the Long family.

"Then Li Dimu himself is also very strong! Although I am also a mid-level Xuan general, I can't defeat Cousin Long Didi so easily!" said another young disciple of the Long family.

"This first contest ended too quickly! It hasn't been a few moves! The boy from the Long family came in a hurry, and then was defeated in a hurry. A young man who came to Long's house as a guest said with a smile.

For a while, the duel audience whispered constantly.

"In the second game, No. 13 Feng Duan of Group A vs. No. 27 Rong Zhufeng of Group A. A moment later, a loud voice came from the main station.

As soon as the words fell, two teenagers quickly jumped onto the dueling platform.

"Group A No. 27 Rong Zhufeng has arrived!" said a young man with a long iron stick in his hand.

"Group A No. 13 Feng Duan!" said a young man with two swords.

"The two sides have arrived, the duel begins!" the referee said.

With a bang, Rong Zhufeng, a young man with a fine iron long stick in his hand, and Feng Duan, a young man with two swords, moved at the same time, approaching each other lightly! They are both Xuan Jiang's junior rank, but the difference in the weight of the weapon is too large, so Feng Duan's speed is a little faster than Rong Zhufeng.

However, before he could get closer, Rong Zhufeng was already relying on the advantage of the length of the weapon, and his steps paused, and he grabbed the fine iron long stick with one hand and struck straight out with the momentum!

Facing the long stick that struck suddenly, Feng Duan hurriedly paused and dodged sideways! The tip of the stick turned over, and the strong wind was amazing!

The first move was flashed, Rong Zhufeng's body twisted, and a gust of stick wind whistled, but it was a fine iron long stick swirling and swept out!

The strong whirling sweep of the fine iron long stick suddenly made Feng Duan's heart flutter, and his footsteps hurriedly retreated, dodging the blow again!

Two blows broke out in a row, and Rong Zhufeng's offensive suddenly decreased, and it was too late to deliver a third blow in a row. Knowing that if he continued to continue to attack, he would fall into a disadvantage, Rong Zhufeng hurriedly put away his long stick, but he clenched his hands and made a steady posture!

As Rong Zhufeng expected, when Rong Zhufeng collected the stick, Feng Duan stepped out, and with a stroke of the long sword in his right hand, it was already a cold sword light swept towards Rong Zhufeng!

I saw that Rong Zhufeng's hands were slightly lucky, and the tip of the fine iron long stick in his hand suddenly slammed into the drawn long sword!

As soon as he struck away the long sword in Feng Duan's right hand, Feng Duan's left long sword followed! The fine iron long stick in Rong Zhufeng's hand quickly struck back, and immediately struck another blow! Defused two attacks in a row, Rong Zhufeng's hands were lucky, and the fine iron long stick quickly stabbed Feng Duan's chest!

The fine iron long stick hit, Feng Duan quickly rotated forward to the side, avoiding the stabbing of the fine iron long stick, the long sword in his right hand had already drawn a cold light, and a sword slashed towards Rong Zhufeng!

Stabbed out the long stick and retracted it dexterously, and then blocked it, and suddenly there was a crisp sound! While blocking Feng Duan's long sword, Rong Zhufeng's hands quickly returned, and the tip of the stick then went around in a small circle, but it was the left-hand long sword that Feng Duan stabbed immediately after!

After dissolving the long sword stabbed by Feng Duan's left hand, Rong Zhufeng's right hand quickly returned, and as soon as his left hand was lucky, the fine iron long stick suddenly brought out a whistling wind and swept towards Feng Duan!

Feng Duan, who wanted to continue to attack Rong Zhufeng, quickly retreated the moment he noticed Rong Zhufeng's movements, dodging the swept fine iron long stick!

However, Rong Zhufeng's move was precisely to force Feng Duan away from him, otherwise his advantage in the long army would not only not be able to give full play, but would also be restrained!

In the face of Rong Zhufeng's powerful attack, Feng Duan didn't dare to be careless, his steps retreated, and he quickly dodged the whistling long stick!

A stick swept out, not giving Feng Duan the slightest chance to counterattack, Rong Zhufeng jumped hard, and the fine iron long stick swept out in the air! Immediately repelled Feng Duan again! After one blow, the other blow rose again!

The fine iron long stick in Rong Zhufeng's hand swept out again and again, but for a while, Feng Duan was forced to dodge left and right!

Duel under the stage.

"Cousin, what do you think of the outcome of this competition?" Bai Yunmeng casually looked at the black strip of cloth that covered Long Aotian's eyes.

"That depends on whether this Rong Zhufeng has any winning moves. If not, with his offensive, he can gain the upper hand for the time being. But due to the problem of the Xuanli realm, I am afraid that it will not last long, as long as he stops, his momentum will inevitably weaken a lot. At that time, as long as Feng Duan deals with it carefully and slowly consumes it, he will definitely win. Long Aotian said.

"Yo he! yes, you can see it this way, it seems that cousin, even if you look like you are now, your strength is still strong. Bai Yunmeng exclaimed.

"There's still a little bit of a gap. Long Aotian shook his head and said with a smile.

At this time, the dueling table is on!

"Hundred-fold stick shadow!" shouted loudly, and when Feng Duan flashed to the edge of the corner of the dueling platform, Rong Zhufeng's strong and powerful fine iron long stick suddenly retracted, and the mysterious power in his body suddenly exploded!