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Wei Wuji was dazzled by the sword light and sword shadow, and in the blink of an eye, he defeated the opponent and won?

"I knew that the boss was out of the horse, and it was absolutely extraordinary!" Wei Xiaokai said proudly.

"Senior Brother Wuji, you're creating miracles!" Wang Ruosheng said.

"If everyone knew that Wuji was just a pharmacist apprentice, what kind of expression should it be?" Wei Hong laughed.

Liu Qing didn't speak, with all kinds of strange expressions on her beautiful and delicate face.

The talent of the pharmacist's apprentice is not in the martial arts, or he would not have come to study the art of alchemy.

In Liu Qing's opinion, Wei Wuji has an amazing talent for refining medicine, and being able to stand in the ring is already amazing. Unexpectedly, Wei Wuji could take a step forward and win in the final, which was completely beyond her imagination.

Liu Qing, Xiao Rou, and Gu Qianqin, who were beside her, were all shocked and speechless.

The people who were shocked were not Liu Qing and others.

Wei Ziyan in the main stand was also shocked by Wei Wuji's victory.

"I didn't expect that he could actually come to this point, from no root bone to first-order root bone, step by step to his own family, and now he has reached the final and become a disciple of the inner door...... Wei Wuji, you are really incomprehensible......"

She will never forget the experience of the village.

The woman in purple and the girl named Fluttershy save Wei Wuji and need healing medicine. It just so happened that I had some on myself, and I got a bottle of pills whose name I didn't know in exchange. Then this bottle of pill was exchanged by the old man of the Guiyuan Sect, and he got some quenching pills for himself. Relying on the efficacy of the Quenching Pill, I have come to this point.

Wei Ziyan's thoughts lingered in his heart, and his mood was bound by the old days.

A gust of wind broke out in the ring somewhere in front of him, and Wei Ziyan's attention and the eyes of the other people in the stands were attracted to it.

A young contestant from the Nangong family, with superb marksmanship, pierced through the air with one shot.

The other party hurriedly held the long knife across his chest to block the spear.

Unexpectedly, the young man of the Nangong family rushed forward with a spear, the tip of the spear against the opponent's long knife, and suddenly exerted force, and he was actually pushed out of the ring.

Bang! The other party fell into the ring, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were fixed on the young man in the ring.

The young man looked at the other party, smiled, pulled a spear flower in his right hand, and the tail of the gun slammed on the ground. The ground cracked, and a three-foot-square cobweb crack appeared beneath the tail of the gun.

"My name is Nangong Ba, and my iron gun is called the Overlord Gun!" the young man said loudly.

"What is the martial art of that shot called?" the defeated opponent asked unwillingly.

"A shot is a shot, without martial arts, do you think with your strength, I will use martial arts?" Nangong Ba looked disdainful.

"You!!You're ......"

The opponent was furious, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Strength is respected, the winner laughs proudly, the loser leaves, he has nothing to say, so he has to go away with hatred.

In the main stand, the head of the house, Nangong Xiong, smiled, with a smug look on his face.

"Old bear head, what are you laughing at? The competition in the ring is strength, not domineering, nor self-confidence. The person who lost was a child of the Ning family, looking at Nangong Xiong's smiling face, Ning Jingtian was a little unhappy.

"That's right, it's about strength, not domineering, not self-confidence, and not verbal combat, hehe. Nangong Xiong said with a smile.

"Two of you, please drink tea, hehe, drink tea, this tea is good. ”

Wei Qingyuan saw the two pinching each other, but they were polite, and they still had to persuade each other to say a word or two.

Next, in another ring, Nangong Dou of the Nangong family used a fierce tiger fist, and with only two punches, he knocked the opponent out of the ring and fainted.

In the main stand, Nangong Meng cheered, and Nangong Jue next to him also applauded.

However, Nangong Dou is a popular candidate for this competition, and in the eyes of everyone, it is a matter of course to defeat the other party, and the cheers are naturally much less.

In the No. 10 ring, Ning Yifei of the Ning family, with his mysterious body technique, was like a cat playing with a mouse, playing with the opponent in the palm of his hand, forcing the opponent to be helpless, and finally admitting defeat by himself.

In the eighth ring, the Wei family's clouds defeated the opponent with a set of small meteor punches.

"It doesn't make sense, the Little Meteor Fist is just a human-level martial art, and it is impossible to defeat me!" The other party was hit hard and fell to the ground, still unconvinced in his heart, and said loudly.

"That's right, the rank division of martial arts, low-level martial arts can only fight against high-level unless they are at the pinnacle realm. But this is only for cultivators with absolutely equal realm strength! Two cultivators with equal realms face off, and those who hold high-level martial arts control the situation and have a greater chance of winning. ”

Yunxiao won the victory, and he didn't mind teaching him another lesson in front of his opponent,

In a competition, there are too many factors that determine the outcome of the game, such as on-the-spot performance, inner concern, will to win, and even the surrounding environment, the cheers and shouts of companions, etc...... Of course, the main factor that really determines the outcome is the strength of the cultivator himself, my strength is stronger than yours, and the low-level martial arts can also outperform your high-level! Hehe, there are too many things to understand here......

The opponent was thoughtful, stood up and staggered away.

In the ninth ring, Wei Tianyou met a hard role, and after a battle, he finally defeated his opponent.

He raised his eyes and saw the smug appearance of the clouds, and his heart was disdainful, showing contempt, "This fool likes this kind of boring ......."

Yunxiao felt the other party's gaze, and also looked over, revealing mockery.

The two have grown from small fights to adulthood, as if they were natural rivals, and they can't get used to each other. However, fortunately, both of them knew that in front of outsiders, it was not appropriate to fight inwardly, so they just stared at each other, and then they went away stupidly.

The first round of the final competition ended, and the top 50 contestants were decided.

The winning contestants, given a little rest, draw lots to decide their opponents.

The next competition is going to be tough. Each contestant took this opportunity to secretly observe their opponents and think about the ideas of the following competition.

Wei Wuji is also observing all the people, and from the current competition, it seems that the person who can pose a threat to him, Wei Jing is the only one in the Wei family. When you meet Wei Tianyou and Yunxiao, although you can win, it is also quite laborious, and it is best not to meet them halfway.

The people of the foreign race, the people who are the most threatening to him, are Ning Xiaochen and Ji Xiaoxian. These two people can't see through it at all, and Wei Wuji estimates that the strength of the two is a little higher than Wei Jing.

Nangong Dou can only be counted as half, and Wei Wuji has a good chance of winning against him. The young Nangong Ba of the Nangong family is a dark horse, what kind of level is the overlord gun, you have to look at the following competition to judge.

The others, Fu Tianzong and Ning Yifei, are all strong opponents. But Wei Wuji's intuition in his heart was that he could defeat these two.

Bell-,

The gong sounded, and the second round began