In this first round of the competition, the two of them won or lost unpredictably, which made Shen Yingtong and the benevolent old man very entangled, Shen Yingtong turned around and asked Wang Zhuyuan: "What are you sure of winning against him?"

"To be honest, I've never played against the North Sea faction, and it's said that they have a unique style of play and a different character, and I'm not completely sure that they will win. Sometimes overconfidence and underestimation will only bring you failure. All I can say is do your best, that's all I can tell you. Wang Zhuyuan said very ashamedly.

"I see. Shen Yingtong nodded and began to consider the second candidate to play. Aside from the simple competition, the arrangement of the candidates for the appearance reflects the clever strategy of a leader, Shen Yingtong and the benevolent old man are both smart people, so they naturally have to arrange the battle situation appropriately.

"Can General Long still fight?" Shen Yingtong turned around and asked Xiang Long Xinrong.

"Fight hard, die without regrets!" Long Xinrong replied proudly.

"How good it is to live, why do you want to die? Listening to the old man's words, he was short of energy, obviously he had lost a lot of vitality in the battle just now, and he couldn't play anymore. Shen Yingtong thought for a while, smiled faintly, and then turned his gaze to his own person, he suddenly stopped his gaze on Qin Feng's peak, and asked, "Little brother, what is your name?"

"Me?" Qin Feng never expected that he would ask Xiang Xiang what his name was on this occasion, and he was a little stunned, although he didn't like Shen Yingtong's personality very much, he still said, "Qin Feng, are you going to call me to play?"

"Okay, that's you. Shen Yingtong laughed three times, and wrote the names of two people on the paper in a row: Shen Yingtong and Qin Feng, thus determining the order of appearance of the second and third places.

"Shen Gongzi, what does this mean?" Long Xinrong was puzzled when he saw him write these two names, "You are a businessman, how can you know a little bit of martial arts, this Qin Gongzi is an unknown person, how can he participate in such an important duel? No, no, no, and change the name of the old man." Long Xinrong said that he was about to snatch the pen from Shen Yingtong's hand, wanting to write his name.

"Who said businessmen can't compete?" Shen Yingtong shook Long Xinrong's wrist, Long Xinrong felt a huge and powerful internal force coming, his whole body couldn't help but tremble, and looked at Shen Yingtong in shock: "Shen Gongzi, you-"

"You better watch the excitement with peace of mind. Shen Yingtong gently sent Long Xinrong away, and Long Xinrong took two steps back and fell on a chair.

"Why me?" Qin Feng was extremely frenzied, "How could I be their opponent?"

"You should be quiet, Shen Gongzi just used your name, in fact, everyone in this third competition is the same, it's not that important!" Wang Zhuyuan patted Qin Feng's shoulder lightly, Qin Feng felt a strong force attack, and his whole body was like an electric shock, and it was very painful.

"What the hell are you doing, I'm just here to watch the fun, why do you take me on the hook. Qin Feng muttered a few words, but sat down helplessly.

Shen Yingtong wrote down the names of these two people in a row, and this arrangement made the benevolent old man a little embarrassed. This Shen Yingtong is a businessman, is it true that he is deeply hidden, and has extremely high cultivation? This strange young man is not a famous person, and judging by his mediocre appearance and pure silk appearance, does he also have something extraordinary? The benevolent old man really couldn't understand why Shen Yingtong made such an arrangement, and looked at Shen Yingtong's confident appearance, what was the purpose? He was puzzled.

"This is Shen Gongzi's cleverness, confusing the enemy's heart and taking it by surprise!" Only Wang Zhuyuan saw Shen Yingtong's ingenious arrangement, and admired it again and again.

"Alas, it doesn't matter, maybe he arranged some kind of ecstasy array, and he will win this second round. The benevolent old man was no longer entangled, brushed and brushed a few times, and also wrote down the person who fought in the second and third games of his side: the benevolent old man, Master Guanghong.

This benevolent old man naturally doesn't need to mention it anymore, his martial arts cultivation is very good. As for this Master Guanghong, he is the chief disciple of Master Puchen, the first monk of Yongming Temple, and his practice has won the true inheritance of Master Puhong, and he enjoys a very high status in the rivers and lakes.

"Master Guanghong, monk?" Qin Feng suddenly remembered that when he worshipped the Zen monk Puchen as his teacher on Dusu Mountain, the master had given him a Dharma name, called Guangming, which means that he was single-mindedly Ming. This monk is also a Cantonese generation, and according to his seniority, he has to call him a senior brother. It's just that this monk looks like he's only fifty or sixty years old, and if he rashly calls him senior brother, don't scare him. Thinking that he and this monk were both from Yongming Temple, Qin Feng found a sense of home.

"Okay, since the two sides have determined the order of play, then please invite the candidates for the first round of the competition between the two sides to play!"

"Shen Gongzi, I'm going!" Wang Zhuyuan greeted Shen Yingtong, Shen Yingtong nodded, and then stood aside with his hands.

The head of the Beihai faction was a lean old man, with wonderful roots and bones, and at first glance he was a person with advanced cultivation, and he came on the field and hugged his fists and said: "Wei Zhaoming, the head of the Beihai faction in Haining District, the Northern Jiaolong Mountain Range, has long looked up to the Heavenly Sword Gate Wang Zhu and is famous from afar. ”

"Thanks to the love of the people in the rivers and lakes, it is not worth mentioning, and it is offended. Wang Zhuyuan had been silent for the rest of the time except for a slight exchange with Shen Yingtong, it seemed that this was a clean and neat person, I saw him immediately unfold his body and draw out a purple sword.

"Rainbow Sword?" Wei Zhaoming smiled, and also drew a sword with a cold light.

"Linjiang Immortal?" Wang Zhu saw this sword from afar, and the sword body faintly showed the scene of an immortal looking at the river, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. According to legend, this sword is used by the Beihai to ascend to the immortal before his death, its power is endless, it is rumored that this sword has been thrown into the sea by the immortal since the immortal ascended to heaven, is it that he fished out of the vast sea?

"Offended!" Wei Zhaoming shouted, wielding his sword to draw a circle around his body, his true qi rushed out, and Wang Zhuyuan was not to be outdone, the sword shook, and the purple mangs on it were sheng.

The first time the two met, they obviously wouldn't use all their strength, and they made a false move, wanting to test each other's strength. I heard Wei Zhaoming shout: "The sword roars and the dragon is angry!" Its pure blue true qi rose into the air, forming the appearance of a dragon, with teeth and claws, and its power was amazing. Wang Zhuyuan was also calm and calm, and also shouted: "Angry Xiaohan." Its purple mang's true qi quickly gathered at the tip of the sword, forming a huge column of purple mang.

Qin Feng had seen Long Zhiping use this move before, and compared to the momentum of Wang Zhuyuan's move, Long Zhiping's move was very inferior. He couldn't help but think of a sentence taught to him by Master Puchen: "A master uses internal strength to cultivate to determine victory or defeat, and when a mediocre move is used by people with different cultivations, its power is naturally different." ”

"Now it seems that as expected, the master has insightful knowledge of martial arts, and I don't know what is happening to his talented family. Qin Feng looked at the two people fighting each other on the battlefield, and couldn't help but think of his master. He set his eyes on the grand master, and saw that his face was kind, and compared to the master's moodiness, it was not at all like it.

The moves used by Wei Zhaoming and Wang Zhuyuan are all in the Qi Realm, but they are also mixed with some wave techniques in the Condensation Wave Realm. I saw the dragon pounce, the purple qi rushed angrily, and the two true qi collided violently, forming a huge air flow in the air, scraping off the tree rights of the house, lifting the floor, flying tables and chairs, and the crowd couldn't open their eyes.

After a round of impact, the two of them took three steps back at the same time, secretly marveling at their opponents' cultivation. This time, both of them learned that the other party's cultivation was equal, and they had at least reached the third order of the Condensing Wave Realm, and this round of competition was probably going to fall into a bitter battle. They understood that the longer the war lasted would not be beneficial to either side, so they decided that they would do their best in the second round.

"In that case, we have no choice but to use summoning. Wei Zhaoming slowly lifted the Linjiang Immortal, and the pure blue qi around his body quickly gathered upward, forming a huge whirlpool in mid-air, surging and roaring like a turbulent wave.

"My God, what is this for?" Qin Feng was a little shocked when he saw such a vision for the first time.

"Are you going to use the summoning technique?" Shen Yingtong looked at Wei Zhaoming's amazing momentum, and also showed a hint of surprise.

"What is summoning?" Qin Ming asked Xiang Ye Hanxiang.

"The so-called summoning technique refers to the fact that those who have cultivated to a certain realm can use a certain magic weapon as a guide to summon a powerful otherworldly life. If it is used to kill enemies on the battlefield, it can block thousands. The gentian bloodstone that Shen Yingtong gave to General Long before, but it was the introduction to summoning the Divine Dragon. Wei Zhaoming's head is really very powerful, and he can actually make such moves. Ye Hanxiang looked at Wang Zhuyuan while explaining to Qin Feng, wanting to see if this character from the Heavenly Sword Sect would also have such powerful moves.

Wang Zhuyuan is naturally not an idle person, he saw that the other party summoned a powerful summoning technique, not to be outdone, holding the sword high, its purple true qi also quickly gathered in the volley, describing the clusters of colorful auspicious clouds, very beautiful.

"Roar-" A dragon roar broke through the sky, and in the huge blue vortex, a dragon gradually revealed its pet body, Wei Zhaoming rose into the air and landed on the dragon's head, majestic.

"Oh my God, can you still play like this?" Qin Feng saw that Wei Zhaoming, who was standing at the head of the dragon, had an indescribable majesty, and he was envious for a while, fantasizing that one day he would be able to cultivate this realm.

At that time, he must have carried the slender jade hand of Ye Hanxiang, rode a flying dragon, and galloped across the vast sky.

"You want to die!" Ye Hanxiang was startled and glared at Qin Feng fiercely. Qin Feng returned to reality and took Ye Hanxiang's hand, Ye Hanxiang quickly withdrew her hand, Qin Feng flashed quickly and dodged a slap from her. He scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I was a little distracted just now." ”

The Heavenly Sword Sect is extremely admiring purple, whether it is the robes they wear, the sword they use for cultivation, or the true qi they breathe, all of them are based on purple qi. Similarly, above the colorful auspicious clouds, a purple dragon also slowly took off, and Wang Zhu flew up far away, and also stopped at the head of the purple dragon.

The two dragons circled in the air, letting out a terrifying roar.

"Believe in the sea and swim in the dragon!" Wei Zhaoming let out a low roar, the reason why it was low was because his voice was completely muffled by the sound of the dragon's groan. The dragon roared wildly and pounced on the purple dragon.

"The dragon lifts the clouds!" Wang Zhuyuan also let out a low groan, and the purple dragon flew away.

The tips of the two swords shone brightly, forming a huge blade, and the two giant dragons also bit and slashed, and the battle was turned upside down. Bursts of incomparably strong sword qi slashed downward from time to time, and the crowd was terrified, and some people who were not good at cultivation had no time to hide from their relatives and let out a miserable wail, and they were buried under the sword.

Shen Yingtong and the benevolent old man glanced at each other, and had a thought in their hearts: these two people are equal in cultivation, it is better to stop here, count it as a draw, and summon such a giant beast, if they continue to fight, the situation will be uncontrollable, and the consequences will be unimaginable, even if they are not injured, it will inevitably affect more innocent people.

Shen Yingtong discussed with the old man, and just as they were about to start, they all shouted to stop the battle, and this round of duels was a draw. The two of them had no choice but to retract their true qi, and the soaring dragon disappeared with it. Wang Zhuyuan shook hands with Wei Mingming, and there was a sense of heroism and sympathy.

Everyone was stunned, and after a short rest, the second round of the competition officially began. At the same time, the rules of the tournament have been changed to prohibit the use of summoning spells.