Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Contest Begins
Yan Chu and Liu Shen led their respective men and horses to a ring next to the Qi Lotus Pond, which looked like it should have been newly built not long ago, and there was still a trace of earthy smell on the granite neatly stacked on the ring.
"This competition is about individuals, and the things of heaven and earth, those who can live in it, so this competition is very simple, whoever wins can enter this qi lotus pond. ”
"As for who fights with whom, we will rotate one for each side, and the other side can send personnel accordingly. Yan Chu's majestic voice rolled in, and then he also smiled slightly, and said to Liu Shen on the side, "Is this okay, Liu City Lord?"
Yan Chu's words were true, but when they came out of his mouth, it always felt weird, Liu Shen paused, nodded and smiled, and said, "Haha, since that's the case, let's start." ”
Yan Chu snorted lightly, didn't say anything more, and turned his tall body to look at the young people around him.
Yan Chu and the others around him also looked at each other, and then a young man with tiger stripes and bare arms named Sun Kai jumped to the ring quickly in a few arrow steps.
"From Fengcheng, which of you will come first?"
Sun Kai stood in the ring with his arms in his arms, looking at Wu Ming and the others obliquely, his yellowed handsome face was full of uninhibited color.
Seeing Sun Kai on the field, everyone's eyes on Fengcheng's side also swept over each other, Sun Kai's strength is the eighth order of quenching, and he has a delicate tiger fist, which cannot be underestimated.
"I'll come. Xie Tianxiong's father and son smiled slightly, Xie Feng said lightly, and then everyone saw a black shadow, and when they found it, Xie Feng was already standing in the ring.
The first Xie Feng was on the line, Wu Ming was also slightly surprised, his eyes lowered for a moment, and then he also understood, this competition is about whether an individual can enter this Qi Lotus Pond, and if he wants to win, can there be a ninth-order to crush the eighth-order and be easy?
Wu Ming's eyes raised slightly, and turned to the people on the side of Lingcheng, Yan Qing and Zhao Qinding also had a slight smile on their faces, obviously they also thought the same way, there are two ninth-order people in Lingcheng, and there is only one in Fengcheng, so in this way, there will be more people in Lingcheng who enter the Qi Lotus Pond.
And this point, those bigwigs in Fengcheng also noticed it, Liu Shen's brows were also wrinkled, and he began to worry about Liu Hong in his heart.
On the other hand, looking at the worried people, the smile on Xie Tianxiong's face was a little bigger, the ninth order of the quenching body against the eighth order of the quenching body, Xie Feng won this game, and once his son Xie Feng entered the Qi Lotus Pond, he would have the opportunity to break through the Qi Refining Realm, and on the basis of this foundation, he might be able to enter the Tongmai Realm that even he dreamed of in the future.
Seeing the first Xie Feng coming up, Sun Kai's face in the ring also trembled, although he had not fought before, but the latter was the strength of the ninth order of quenching, he had also heard of it, but even so he would not back down.
"Tiger Split Fist. ”
Without saying a word, Sun Kai's face froze, and he saw that his fists were burning with a raging true qi flame in the burst, and he blasted fiercely at Xie Feng, and the true qi flame on his fist was like a tiger's head, opening his bloody mouth and roaring, and the tremor was enough to frighten the villain's guts.
In the face of Xie Feng, Sun Kai didn't dare to keep it, and when he came up, he used the strongest high-grade mortal true technique.
If he were an ordinary person, this formation would be enough for the other party to pay attention to, but what he was facing was Xie Feng, who was a ninth-order quenching body, and the level gap was insurmountable, not to mention that even if Sun Kai used a high-level mortal true technique, he Xie Feng, would he not have it?
"Black Rock Fist!"
Xie Feng glanced at the latter lightly, there was a trace of disdain in his eyes, and then the five fingers of his backhand were clenched, and the fist wrapped in black flames burst out.
The fists collided, and with the sound of a "click" of broken bones spread in the silent forest, everyone saw a bare-armed figure flying out upside down, and the result of the game was quickly known.
"In the first game, Xie Feng won. When the referee next to him saw the result, he immediately shouted.
"Kai'er, are you okay!" An old man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist on the side of Lingcheng tore the gale and swept quickly to Sun Kai who was lying on the ground, his face tightened, and he looked at Sun Kai with a pale face with concern, and said urgently.
"Grandpa, I lost. Sun Kai's chest tightened, and a mouthful of blood spit out, and his face darkened.
The old man glared at Xie Feng fiercely, his grandson's skills were not as good as others, and he had nothing to say, he snorted coldly, and left with Sun Kai in his arms.
Ignoring Sun Kai, who was spitting blood, Xie Feng flicked the black brocade sleeves and floated off.
After Xie Feng got off the field, Xie Tianxiong also nodded with a smile, Xie Feng had already won this game, and other things were not important to them, the father and son stood aside, quietly waiting for the end of the competition.
"Next, who will appear?" Liu Shen's voice sank, although Xie Feng won this competition, it also meant that the next competition was even more difficult, because there were still two ninth-order people on the opposite side who had not yet made a move, and the rest of his side were all eighth-order people.
Although this is a personal matter, such a result is also a little unsightly to Fengcheng's face.
Zhuo Liangfeng gritted his teeth secretly in his heart, stepped on the soles of his feet, and his body came to the ring, waiting for the opponent's players to play.
"Are you in such a hurry to send warmth?" A voice that was not salty or light sounded, Yan Qing beside Yan Chu said lightly with a little playfulness, and then a leap was to float to the ring.
Seeing that it was Yan Qing who appeared, Zhuo Liangfeng's face suddenly became much uglier, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet, but the result was also well known to everyone.
Soon, Zhuo Liangfeng was defeated, but fortunately, he was stronger than Sun Kai, Yan Qing did not play a heavy hand, and he was able to get out of the ring unharmed, which was also a blessing.
After the referee announced that Yan Qing had won, a beautiful shadow on the side of Lingcheng tapped the jade foot, like a dragonfly, and Ying Ying came to the ring.
This woman's name is Zhao Ling, Zhao Qinding's sister, and her strength is also the eighth order of quenching, Wu Ming's eyes swept over the woman on the stage, and involuntarily looked at Liu Hong on the side, compared with the two, the appearance is almost the same, and it can be regarded as a beauty.
"Who are you?" Zhao Ling stood with a jade sword, his eyes swept over Wu Ming and the others, and then stayed on Liu Hong, who was beside Wu Ming.
"Hmph, I'll come. ”
Being watched by Zhao Ling, Liu Hong snorted lightly, her delicate buttocks shook, and she walked up with lotus steps.
"Liu Hong, are you going to let me give up the Qi Lotus Pond?" Seeing Liu Hong walking up, Zhao Ling sneered.
"Heh, it's not certain who loses and who wins, don't cry when the time comes. Liu Hong also looked at Zhao Ling unpleasantly, and replied coldly.
The two women came on the field, and they immediately attracted the attention of the audience.
"Drink!"
The voice fell, and the two coquettish voices also sounded, Liu Hongyu's hand flipped, and a golden spear appeared in his hand, and the true qi in his body surged rapidly, and in an instant, the true qi flame wrapped the golden spear, and the figure rushed over with a little soles of his feet.
And Zhao Ling was not to be outdone, the cyan sword shadow penetrated the air in front of him almost instantly, like a flying arrow, stabbing at Liu Hong like a line shadow.
The two women are both in the eighth order of quenching, and their strength is almost the same, this confrontation is extremely exciting, the spears and swords dance sonorously, and the wisps of strong wind formed are blowing the rocks on the ring, outlining the remnants of the Dao.