A hundred breaths passed quickly.

The red-clothed referee on the No. 1 competition platform said in a loud voice: "Begin." ”

As soon as the red-clothed referee's words fell, the figures of the two people who were originally three feet away flashed at the same time, and the spirit soldiers in their hands quickly attacked the other party.

At the same time, the red names on the heads of the two suddenly disappeared. From the stage to the beginning of the competition, these hours are enough for all the audience to know the two of them.

Then, the red-clothed referee on the second stage also shouted: "Begin." ”

The two men on the jousting stage also attacked each other at the same time.

Similarly, the red names on the heads of these two people also disappeared at this moment.

Fang Zixuan took a look at the situation of the No. 1 competition platform, and found that although the strength of these two people was okay, it was the level of ordinary sect disciples, but their fighting style was more fierce, this was one of the strengths of loose cultivation, after all, the number of times that casual cultivation faced crises was far more than that of the sect disciples, even if the sect disciples also had the experience of going down the mountain. Therefore, if an ordinary sect disciple encounters these scattered cultivators with comparable strength, it is very likely that they will not be the opponents of scattered cultivators.

"Senior Brother Fang, what do you think of the strength of the two generals in the later stage of the No. 1 Competition?" Fang Youyou suddenly asked.

"It's okay, it should be considered an upper-middle level in casual cultivation. Fang Zixuan said.

"Oh, Senior Brother Fang, you are also a late stage of military generals, so if you face one of them, can you have the confidence to defeat them?" Fang Youyou asked.

Hearing Fang Youyou's question, Fu Xizhao and the others couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of their mouths. It seems that in Fang Youyou's eyes, Fang Zixuan's strength is not very good.

"Of course that's no problem, I can definitely beat both of them in twenty moves. Fang Zixuan said.

Fang Zixuan really didn't lie to Fang Youyou, and one move is also within twenty moves.

However, Fang Youyou thought that Fang Zixuan's twenty moves were between fifteen and twenty moves, so he said: "Looking at the situation where Senior Brother Fang fought with me before, it is indeed similar. ”

"Senior Sister Fang, but I think the two of them are quite fierce in their fighting style, this point, many of our sect disciples are not comparable to them, if you encounter a casual cultivator with similar strength in the future, you should pay attention. Fang Zixuan said.

Hearing Fang Zixuan's words, Fang Youyou originally wanted to say how Fang Zixuan taught himself as a junior disciple, but after thinking about it a little, he felt that Fang Zixuan's words were not unreasonable, the disciples of the sect have the strengths of the disciples of the sect, but the blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and they naturally have some places that are not as good as the scattered cultivation, such as the aspect of the heart, the scattered cultivation is stronger than many sect disciples in this regard.

"Well, I'll take notice. Fang Youyou said.

Since there was nothing to see about the No. 1 competition, Fang Zixuan turned his attention to the No. 2 competition.

Looking at this, Fang Zixuan suddenly found that the strength of these two people was much stronger than the robbers in the early stage of Wuhou that he had encountered in Jingchun Mountain before, but after thinking about it a little, Fang Zixuan felt that this was normal, those who dared to compete in front of so many people, if they didn't have a certain strength, they would definitely be laughed at by the audience for not knowing themselves.

The four of Gan Qingqian were exchanging their views on the two loose cultivators of the second number competition. Originally, Gan Qingqian wanted to ask Fang Zixuan, but Fang Youyou was on the side.

Some of the martial artists sitting around Fang Zixuan and the others were shouting loudly.

"How did that Xin Haoyu do it, obviously this knife can cut Tian Feiyu as long as it is two points down, why is he so stupid. ”

"That Tian Feiyu too, as long as his shot is one point slower, and then sweeps, he can definitely sweep Xin Haoyu. ”

These people in the audience are right-hearted, and it is estimated that the authorities are obsessed with bystanders.

Looking at it, suddenly, the red-clothed referee of the No. 1 competition platform shouted loudly: "Qi Peng won this battle." ”

Fang Zixuan then set his eyes back on the No. 1 martial arts platform, only to see that at this time, Qi Peng's spirit sword had already reached Qi Fei's heart, and Qi Fei's spirit knife was still a quarter of a foot away from Qi Peng's neck.

"Hey, the No. 1 competition Wutai has decided the winner so quickly. Fang Youyou said.

"It's not fast, the two of them have been fighting for nearly two quarters of an hour, it seems that the organizer seems to have an understanding of the strength of these two people, and they actually arranged for two people of equal strength to compete. Fang Zixuan said.

"Hearing you say this, it seems to be the same, if there is a certain gap in the strength of the two sides of the competition, then there is nothing to look forward to. Fang Youyou said.

After hearing the verdict of the red-clothed referee, Qi Peng and Qi Fei withdrew the spirit soldiers together, and then jumped off the competition platform after clasping each other's fists and saluting. Although the two didn't know each other, they still hadn't forgotten that fist hugging was a basic etiquette between martial artists.

After watching the two jump off the competition platform, the red-clothed referee said in a loud voice: "Half an hour later, the second competition will officially begin, please prepare Duan An of the Thousand Swords Gate and Yue Quyu of the Vientiane Gate." ”

This half-quarter hour break in between is for the audience to digest the contest just now.

Now that the competition on the No. 1 competition platform is over, everyone has set their eyes on the No. 2 competition platform.

At this time, the battle between the two on the second competition platform was already white-hot.

Perhaps it was the clever arrangement of the organizers, and the strength of these two people was actually comparable, so the injuries on their bodies were almost the same, but Tian Feiyu had the upper hand.

Half an hour later, I only heard a loud shout from the No. 1 competition platform: "Begin." ”

It turned out that at this time, Duan An of the Thousand Swords Gate and Yue Quyu of the Vientiane Gate had already stood on the No. 1 competition platform, and then after the start of the red-clothed referee fell, the two of them shot at the same time.

Since the No. 1 martial arts competition has begun, and it is also a competition between the disciples of the sect with two complete martial arts, the audience in the realm of those martial arts generals has turned their eyes back to the No. 1 martial arts platform, and the competition between the disciples of the sect is very attractive to them.

Fang Youyou was no exception, she said to Fang Zixuan: "Senior Brother Fang, look at the No. 1 martial arts platform." ”

Fang Zixuan had no choice, so he had to follow Fang Youyou and set his eyes on the No. 1 martial arts platform.

Not long after the two sect disciples on the No. 1 martial arts competition platform who were complete with martial arts had just fought each other, they were already making a full attack. Both of them are young and vigorous, and with so many people present, neither of them wants to lose to the other.

Fang Youyou watched the fight between the two, and was secretly surprised in her heart, because she felt that the strength of these two people would not necessarily be much weaker than her.

Looking at it, Fang Youyou involuntarily substituted himself into one of them, and then fantasized about how to break up with the other party.

Seeing that Fang Youyou's mind had all fallen on the No. 1 martial arts platform, Fang Zixuan shifted his gaze back to the two people on the No. 2 martial arts platform, because it was already a critical moment for the two to distinguish the winner or loser.

Sure enough, after eighty breaths, Tian Feiyu mustered up his remaining strength, and the spirit spear forcibly broke through Xin Haoze's defense line, and the tip of Sen Han's spear suddenly pointed at Xin Haoze's heart.

At this time, the red-clothed referee of the Wuhou Perfection Realm was already standing two feet away from the two of them. At this distance, even if Tian Feiyu made any mistakes, this red-clothed referee could save Xin Haoze in time.

At this time, Tian Feiyu won. The red-clothed referee said in a loud voice.

Tian Feiyu and Xin Haoze withdrew their spirit soldiers at the same time, and then jumped off the competition platform after clasping each other's fists and saluting.

Half an hour later, the second competition officially began, and Chen Zhe from Qinggumen and Du Wenhua from Qiuchimen were asked to get ready. The red-clothed referee said in a loud voice.