This competition came and went quickly, and they were still discussing Wu Di's punch just now, Wu Di had already walked outside the competition area and pulled up Xia Yinghao, who had fallen to the ground. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although his punch looked ferocious, Wu Di collected most of his strength, just to ensure that he could be knocked out of the arena without letting him be injured, and Wu Di still had this control.

"Thank you, Brother Wu's punch, I still can't understand it. ”

Xia Yinghao is still apprehensive, he obviously stretched out his hand to resist just now, but he didn't know why he couldn't stop Wu Di's punch, this was simply an irresistible punch.

Only those who have really fought with Wu Di will understand how terrible his boxing attainments are, just by looking at it, you can't see the fame.

At the same time, Xia Yinghao knew that Wu Di had no intention of hurting him, otherwise just by being able to beat himself out of a few meters, if he really wanted to burst out, he would definitely be injured.

"No thanks, the competition is over. ”

Wu Di smiled, he had no grievances with the other party, as long as he didn't take the initiative to provoke him, he wouldn't be ruthless.

This bearing naturally attracted a lot of applause, at least until now, the disciples of the outer mansion still have a good impression of this powerful and mysterious Wu Di.

The two went to register the details of the battle together, but there was nothing to write about.

Wu Di registered a forging body ten-fold in the realm, which made Xia Yinghao breathe a sigh of relief, losing in the hands of a person with a forging body ten-fold, even if it was a move, it would not be wronged.

Wang Qiubai saw Wu Dibi and walked over again, "Brother Wu's punch is really exquisite, Wang has never understood the subtlety, can you explain it?"

Wu Di was a little confused by this question, explain?

I'm really just a punch in my hand, how to explain it?

Wu Di thought about it seriously and decided to tell him the truth: "This punch is an ordinary punch, and it has no deep meaning. If you don't believe it......"

After speaking, he ignored Wang Qiubai and left.

Wu Di knew that others would not believe his statement, and since this was the case, there was no need to explain it.

Wang Qiubai was stunned when he heard this, as if something flashed in his mind, but when he wanted to catch it, he couldn't grasp it.

"An ordinary punch?"

The next competition entered the urine point again, anyway, Wu Di thought that there was no point to look at, if he hadn't had the next competition, he would have left a long time ago.

After wasting another day of practicing martial arts, his "Fengyun Sword Technique" was only close to reaching the realm of Great Perfection, which made him very unhappy.

Bai Yu and Liu Wugu had good luck, they met an opponent who was weaker than them, and they also knocked the opponent out of the line within thirty moves, and successfully entered the next round.

This was followed by the second round of draws, and the elders had already divided into eight tiers according to the disciples' competitions that had been discussed by them.

The next step is the internal draw between the grades, there are a total of eight boxes, each box contains a hundred notes, corresponding to fifty pairs.

Wu Di and Wang Qiubai, as first-grade disciples, naturally stood in the first team of 100 people, they voluntarily lined up, there was no mandatory requirement for the order of the draw, anyway, it all depends on luck, but it doesn't matter.

Wu Di drew No. 31, and he saw Wang Qiubai raising the No. 18 note in his hand at him and smiled slightly.

This is a battle to determine the ranking, as long as you win in this round, you can automatically get the top fifty rankings, so it seems that the first two assessments are not very important, the most important thing for a martial artist is to speak about strength, and the first two assessments can only be used as a reference item.

The first-grade competition is also divided into thirty-six competitions at the same time, so that Wang Qiubai and Wu Di start the competition at the same time to see whose competition it is, which has become something that the disciples need to consider.

However, there are also spiritual disciples who choose to go to see Wu Di first, after all, Wu Di defeats the opponent with a simple and neat punch, maybe Wu Di's side has not started after beating Wang Qiubai's side, and there is no hurry to go over.

If you're lucky enough to grab a good position, you won't fall into two fights.

So by the time they were in place, there were still more people watching Wu Di.

Wu Di's opponent is called Fang Jie, and the eightfold realm of the forging period is a one-handed demon stick method.

After exchanging their names, Wu Di didn't stand stupidly like just now and wait for the other party to attack, he was already a little tired of this assessment method, so let's make a quick decision.

So before the stick in Fang Jie's hand was waved, he saw a punch the size of a sandbag appear in front of him, and then he flew out of the competition area.

"It's another crisp punch. ”

"It's too strong. ”

......

Wu Di slapped his palms in fear, pulled up Fang Jie, who looked confused, and dusted off his body for him.

"Thank you. Fang Jie was still a little confused, before he could react, he was sent flying by an irresistible force, but this force continued to weaken on the way he flew upside down, and it didn't hurt him at all.

Fang Jie knew that this was the result of Wu Di's stay, so this thank you came from the bottom of his heart.

"Are you interested in going to see Wang Qiubai's competition?" Wu Di asked with a smile.

"Ah, good!" Fang Jie also laughed, this battle was unbelievably fast, but if he lost, he lost, and he had nothing to say.

Wang Qiubai's competition has just begun, and his opponent is also a young man with a sword.

"Lee Joon-kang, Physique 8.5, Strength 8.9, Agility 9.0, Perception 32. Realm: Late stage of the eightfold forging period

Exercise "Shaoyang Sword Technique" (proficient)"

When the disciples who were watching the battle saw Wu Di coming, they all consciously made way for him and greeted him, and Wu Di responded to them while thanking them.

The strong should be treated with the respect they deserve.

Wu Di has a deep understanding of this today.

The two sides said their names to each other, and neither said anything more, but silently drew their swords.

The long sword started, and the temperament of the two immediately changed, although it was subtle, but it was indeed different from before.

Wang Qiubai naturally didn't need to talk about it, his robe danced without wind, and his momentum was dusty.

And that Li Zhunkang broke out with a masculine atmosphere, domineering and fearless.

This is a confrontation between two completely different swordsmanship, plus the two of them are the best of the disciples of the Outer Mansion, and the difference in strength should not be big, so this competition has been valued by many people, including some elders.

They had already stepped off the stage and watched the competition between the two silently.

"Brother Qiubai, please advise. ”

"Don't dare to instruct, the class is just an axe. ”

Wang Qiubai shook out a sword flower, which was the first style of the wind swordsmanship, the starting style of a sword wind.

Li Zhunkang didn't dare to slack off, he let out a low snort, and a warm current was stimulated from the dantian, this was an unusual exercise he had found, with a unique mental method, which could enhance his strength and explosiveness.

Wang Qiubai found a tricky angle and stabbed at him, bringing gusts of wind, which seemed to blow from all directions of Li Zhunkang, which could disturb his attention and make him unable to judge the specific location of Wang Qiubai's sword.

But Li Zhunkang was not afraid at all, he used a Shaoyang sword and shield, and the long sword in his hand danced impermeable in front of him, and he had the confidence to block Wang Qiubai's sword.

Sure enough, Wang Qiubai stabbed with a sword and only heard a "clanging" sound, and was actually blocked by Li Zhun Kangsheng, which made Wang Qiubai feel very happy, this will be an interesting opponent.

Thinking like this, Wang Qiubai no longer suppressed his strength, and the wind swordsmanship of the Dacheng realm was completely exerted in his hands, and the whistling wind was accompanied by dazzling sword light and crisp strikes, and the two of them had already fought against each other several times in an instant.

If they hadn't seen this competition, they wouldn't have believed that just by relying on one hand of swordsmanship, they could make such a magnificent sound.

Although Wang Qiubai's swordsmanship attainments are very high, Li Zhunkang is also very good-looking, this precious swordsmanship is what he spent a lot of effort to get, and the combination of mental methods greatly improves his attributes, so he can resist Wang Qiubai's offensive, and can also send a counterattack.

So the two fought on par, and the battle seemed to be heating up.

Wu Di found that in this state, Wang Qiubai's swordsmanship proficiency could simply be described as skyrocketing, and Wang Qiubai, who completely let go of his hands and feet, his proficiency increased by a hundred points in just a few breaths, and he was only a few hundred points away from the real Great Perfection realm.

Wu Di estimated that within ten moves, Wang Qiubai would be able to comprehend the Great Perfection of the Wind Sword Technique, and it would be easy to defeat Li Zhunkang at that time.

Sure enough, although the two of them looked like they were open, Wang Qiubai's sword was as fast as the wind, and Li Zhunkang's sword was as fierce as the sun, but as time went by, Li Zhunkang became more and more difficult, while Wang Qiubai became more and more casual and relaxed.

"Five moves, four moves...... Two tricks. Wu Di read it.

Fang Jie didn't know what he was talking about, and asked suspiciously: "Wu Di, what are you doing?"

Wu Di put his hand in front of his mouth, made a boo gesture, and said without replying: "It's over......"

Fang Jie wanted to ask again, only to hear an exclamation suddenly erupt from the crowd, and he immediately set his eyes on the competition venue.

I saw that Wang Qiubai's momentum suddenly rose to the peak, and his whole body began to spin and dance, bringing a violent wind, but the long sword in his hand condensed into a forward drill bit with his rotation, breaking through Li Zhunkang's defense in one fell swoop, and the sword in his hand rested on his shoulder.

Li Zhunkang felt the shade on his neck and admitted defeat with a wry smile.

"Wind Whirlwind, this is the great consummation of "Wind Swordsmanship"! This kid really gave us a big surprise. ”

"I have only been cultivating for more than a month, and I have cultivated this martial art to the Great Perfection realm, and I am not far from even comprehending the sword intent, what a talent. ”

"Perhaps, there will be a few good seedlings who can join the Shujian Pavilion this time. ”

Several elders discussed loudly, and their words were full of relief.