"Good!"

With a wave of his hand, the Yunyue Sect Master saw several fist-sized pieces of extraterrestrial meteorite iron appear out of thin air.

On the side of the Iron Sword Gate, an ancient old man walked out, grabbed the meteoric iron, and checked it: "That's right, the quality is also passable." ”

"Hey. ”

Elder Mao walked to the opposite side, weighed the brass crystal of the Iron Sword Gate, and said with a smile: "The condition is acceptable." ”

Chen Yu was stunned. It seems that Elder Mao has good qualifications and is responsible for coming forward to identify the materials.

Meantime.

He discovered a detail: the Yunyue Sect Master and the eight-character bearded middle-aged of the Iron Sword Sect were all taken out of thin air to gamble on the Zhenling ore.

Could it be the legendary storage item?

Chen Yu didn't think much about it, the sect world was vast and mysterious, and there were too many things that he had not been exposed to.

"If the bet is okay, let's get started. The rules of the battle, the same as the previous days, only disciples under the age of twenty can participate in the gambling battle......"

The middle-aged man restated the following rules.

Soon.

On the side of the Iron Sword Gate, a young man wearing light purple soft armor and holding a sword and shield walked out.

This young man has a wooden face, and his whole body is tightly wrapped.

"Who's playing?"

The gaze of the Yunyue Sect Master swept over the three main forces.

Qiu Yue'er, Wan Dong, and Ishikawa, the three main disciples, are all a little ready to move.

"According to the suzerain's promise, for every game you win, you can get three thousand yuan stones and one pound of meteoric iron. ”

Especially Qiu Yue'er, she looked forward to it and was full of confidence.

But.

This woman is considered a finale disciple, not only is her cultivation method powerful, but she also has a customized treasure, so she naturally will not play immediately.

"I'll do it. ”

Ishikawa held a gold-ringed broadsword in his hand, and his face was calm and composed.

Several elders nodded.

Scold!

Ishikawa holds a golden sword in his hand and climbs the gold test platform.

"Yunyue Gate Ishikawa, who is your Excellency, report your name?"

Ishikawa looked coldly at the young man.

However.

The young man on the opposite side turned a blind eye and looked directly at Ishikawa.

"You...... Is it a mute!"

Ishikawa, who was ignored, turned slightly red and a little annoyed.

The young man was dumbfounded, still silent.

This scene made the spectators present stunned.

Golden Wave Knife!

Ishikawa was namelessly on fire, with a wave of the golden knife in his hand, his internal breath roared, and the naked eye saw a series of golden-veined knife lights, sweeping towards the young man like waves.

"Jinlang Knife! is a high-level knife technique that Yunyue Sect is famous for. ”

Many disciples spoke out.

Chen Yu has also heard of this knife technique. When he first chose to major in exercises, he made a comparison between "Golden Wave Knife" and "Cloud Fist".

Bell sneer~

On the gold test platform, there was a sound of gold and iron.

I saw that the shield in the hand of the young man was covered with a layer of dark blue light, and the energy flashed, shaking Ishikawa's knife open.

What the!

Ishikawa's figure took a few steps back, his mouth numb, and his face was surprised.

And the young man, holding the shield and sword in his hand, approached him step by step.

Bang!

On the gold test platform, sparks sputtered, and Ishikawa's golden knife swept up a terrifying gold-patterned sword light. But every time he attacked, he was blocked by the wooden boy.

"The success of "Golden Wave Knife" is approaching the peak. It's about as powerful as my Cloud Fist......"

Chen Yu was secretly surprised.

In terms of power and momentum, Ishikawa's knife technique is almost comparable to Duan Xiaolong, and it is more sustainable.

"The boy's shield is a half-treasured weapon. However, in his hands, it has a good defensive effect. ”

"This son has no distractions, a steady pace, and an impeccable defense. ”

Some elders are superior, export evaluation.

In terms of mentality and defense, the wooden teenager is impeccable.

Bell!

Ishikawa stepped up his offensive and swung out a wave of golden waves with the golden knife in his hand, forming a whirlwind wave of golden stripes.

This offensive was enough to make some early stage disciples of refining dirty embarrassed.

But the young man on the opposite side was expressionless, and the shield in his hand withstood the attacks again and again, and sometimes burst out with a ball of energy, shaking Ishikawa's golden sword open.

After a hundred strokes.

Ishikawa's forehead was faintly covered with sweat stains, and the young man was still not red and his heart was not beating.

Sect Master Yunyue and several elders frowned.

"Shrunken turtle!"

Ishikawa couldn't help but scold, and the wooden young man had a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Ishikawa's knife is also a half-treasure weapon. But this stupid boy seems to have a lot of stamina and an excellent mentality. ”

Chen Yu saw the unfavorable situation.

He wondered if the young man had practiced special exercises, or practiced them horizontally, so that his stamina and strength were extremely strong.

Bell!

The exchanges on the field are endless.

Gradually, the young man was not only defensive, but sometimes held a shield in his hand and took the initiative to push up to Ishikawa.

If you don't attack, I'll force you with a shield.

The gold test platform is so big, once you fall off the stage, you lose.

"Not good!"

Ishikawa felt that his internal breath was gradually exhausted, and he had attacked wildly before, and the consumption was even greater.

And the young man, with great strength and endurance, hit him again and again, making his hand holding the knife numb and cracking.

After half a column of incense.

Ishikawa was panting, and the boy's shield, sometimes wildly, forced the former to retreat.

A certain moment.

Bell snort!

The young man's other sword-holding hand suddenly swung a dazzling sword ray, slashing across Ishikawa's sword-holding arm as he was careless.

"So fast!" the spectators whispered.

Yes!

Ishikawa exclaimed, "Dangchang", and the hand holding the sword fell to the ground.

On his arm, there was an extra bloodstain.

Obviously, the young man just took a sword and showed mercy, otherwise it would have been an arm that would have fallen.

In the first game, Yun Yue Sect lost.

......

Although Ah Tong is a mute, he is born with a sense of concentration and perseverance. Swing the sword and shield tens of thousands of times a day, rain or shine......"

The eight-character beard of Tiejianmen is middle-aged, with a smile and approval on his face.

Mute?

Everyone looked surprised and looked at the wooden boy "Ah Tong".

"Dumb?"

Chen Yu muttered to himself, as if he had an understanding.

After a fiasco.

The Yunyue Sect Master and the elders looked at the remaining two of the three main forces: Qiu Yue'er and Wan Dong.

"Sect Master, I will definitely win him if I go up. ”

Qiu Yue'er clenched her fist slightly.

It's just that the sect master and elders didn't choose her.

"I'm on. ”

Wan Dong is also full of confidence, he sees through Ah Tong's strategy and has the confidence to win.

Several elders nodded slightly.

After all, Qiu Yue'er is the finale, and it is not good to appear too early.

On the contrary, it is Wan Dong, who has rich experience in actual combat, practices "Cloud Fist", has profound exercises, and his strength is second only to Qiu Yue'er.

"Remember, don't waste your strength with him, make it a fatal blow. ”

Sect Master Yunyue reminded.

"The disciple understands. ”

Wan Dong's figure shook and fell on the gold test platform.

Scold!

A sinister aura emerged from Wan Dong's body, like a leopard full of explosive power, surrounding the wooden boy and quickly moving his footwork.

His "Cloud Fist", which can be practiced to the fullest, has naturally experienced many killings.

Wan Dong's steps moved, his eyes were cold, and he was always looking for the flaws of the wooden boy.

"Broken!"

The afterimage flickered, and Wan Dong bullied the Mu Ne boy at an astonishing speed.

Whew!

He punched out, and the evil wind howled, and the powerful fist strength formed a blurred cloud.

The terrifying evil aura made the young man sink his breath.

After the cultivation of "Cloud Fist", the power of evil qi becomes stronger and stronger, not only increasing his fist strength, but also suppressing and weakening his opponent.

Puff!

The young man of Mu Ne braked quietly, but the shield still blocked Wan Dong's punch, and a strong rush to the shield pushed Wan Dong.

Considers.

Wan Dong smiled weirdly, and at the moment of the blow, his figure flashed back.

Even, he faintly used the anti-shock power of the shield to speed up his body.

Swish!

In a roundabout moment, Wan Dong moved to the other side of the boy, and a suffocating thunderous punch slammed into the shoulder of the young man.

"Not good!"

The people on the side of the Iron Sword Gate couldn't help but shout.

That Wan Dong is really cunning, and the first blow seems to be extremely powerful, but it is actually false.

The young man of Mu Ne held the shield sword in his hand, and after being really close, he fell into a weakness in terms of flexibility.

This punch is impossible to dodge.

There was no ripple on the face of the young man, and his mentality was quite amazing.

Since you can't hide from it...... Then don't hide!

"Dangchang!"

The boy threw away his shield like a stubborn cow, and slammed his body into Wan Dong.

What the!

Wan Dong was taken aback.

Everyone present lost their voices, and the young man actually lost his shield and turned his body towards Wan Dong.

Meantime.

The sword in the hand of the young man slashed through a dazzling sword light, and slashed towards Wan Dong's arm.

That sword, just like defeating Ishikawa just now, is not out of it, and once it is out, it is like a lightning bolt.

Vaguely.

In Chen Yu's mind, the numbness of the young man who swung his sword tens of thousands of times a day came to mind.

"Oops!"

Wan Dong's punch can't be recovered. The wooden boy was head-on with him, how to hide.

Maybe.

He can hit the opponent, but his own arm is bound to be cut off.

"Peng!"

Wan Dong hit the young man with a palm, and a layer of light purple light appeared on the soft armor on the latter's body, weakening part of the fist power.

Half-treasure soft armor!

Wan Dong couldn't help but lose his color, and with his strong punch, part of his strength was offset and buffered.

Moreover, the young man came prepared, and naturally in the soft armor shoulder, he focused on infusing internal breath and strengthening defense.

Ten thousand winters are bitter.

He is going to lose, and his own palm may be able to hurt the other party, but it is definitely not fatal.

And what he will lose will be an arm!

At this juncture.

Whew!

An electric sound rang in my ears.

Next moment.

A pale blue swirling palm force, like a soft wall of qi, separated Wan Dong and Mu Ne Boy.

A hint of numbness permeates the whole body of the two.

Wow!

Among them, the boy was injured because he was punched and vomited blood.

Wan Dong was saved by that palm.

"Sect Master. ”

Wan Dong looked ashamed and looked at the extra blue-robed figure beside him.

The person who made the move was none other than the Yunyue Sect Master.

"This one, count you as the winner. ”

Sect Master Yunyue took a deep breath, his face gloomy.

At that juncture just now, Wan Dong was destined to lose, so he had no choice but to make a move to save the arms of his disciples.

"Haha, I gave up. ”

The eight-character beard of Tiejianmen is middle-aged, with a bright smile and a great surprise.

Let's be honest.

Under the fatal blow of Wan Dong's cunning, the middle-aged man thought that the young man was going to lose.

But I didn't expect that the young man was so ruthless, and he went straight to fight hard.

Of course, the soft armor of the half-treasure weapon, as well as the good mentality of the wooden boy, are also the key to his victory.

In terms of strength, he doesn't have any advantage over Wan Dong.

"Yunyuemen, I lost two games in a row!"

There was a turmoil on the field.

The Iron Sword Sect cheered, and on the other side, there was a whisper of a woman from the Water Moon Sect.

"Sect Master, we can still produce two people, and it is not all without a chance of winning. Why don't you let my disciple Chen Yu try it. ”

Elder Mao proposed.