"Bang, boom!"

As soon as the sun rose, there was a burst of banging sound in the ring of the competition!

In the ring, a young man with a big gun in his hand faced the attack of nineteen warriors alone, the big gun in his hand danced impenetrable, bursts of energy fluctuations, crushing the autumn wind in the early morning, whining. The light on the barrel of the gun flickered, and every time the big gun appeared, it could always block the fatal blow in front of him.

The young man with the big gun, although on the defensive, did not fall behind, and occasionally only the big gun was raised, and the attacking warriors were repulsed.

Duan Wuya under the ring carefully observed the gun-wielding boy's every move, and the gun-wielding boy's martial arts skills were obviously beyond the scope of the human level, which made Duan Wuya a little surprised by the origin of this young man. People who can cultivate ground-level martial arts are either born in the Great Gate Sect or in a big family!

The practice of martial arts is strong or weak, and there are merits in any order, and each martial artist's understanding of martial arts is different, which can be best reflected in martial arts. Therefore, Duan Wuya left the identity of the gun-wielding boy behind him and observed it carefully.

The more he observed Duan Wuya, the more frightened he became, being besieged by more than a dozen first-order and second-order martial artists, even if Duan Wuya wanted to win, it would take a lot of effort. It is rare for a young man with a gun to be invincible under the attack of nineteen warriors!

What puzzled Duan Wuya was that this young man obviously already had the strength of Ning Yuan Triple Strength, but he didn't fully exert it!

In a battle between warriors, especially when facing more enemies than you, the best way is to use your strength to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop. If you take the defense, sooner or later your strength will be in danger of being worn out, so you can only wait to be killed and slaughtered.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Duan Wuya's constant frowning, Niu Dashan couldn't help but ask.

"If this continues, the warrior with the gun will sooner or later be defeated due to lack of aura and physical exhaustion, and now his best way is to fight quickly!"

"Ahh

As if to confirm Duan Wuya's statement, the spear-wielding young man speared like a ghost, and through the heavy figure, a young man with a bow and arrow was picked out of the ring with one shot.

When the big spear picked up the young man with the bow and arrow, the tip of the spear seemed to come to life, and suddenly the tip of the spear struck a warrior in the face with a strange curve. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and blood immediately stained the ring red. The disciple who was rescued by the Tianyun Sect was carried by him and didn't know where he went.

The remaining seventeen warriors didn't seem to see the situation of their companions, and the weapons in their hands kept attacking the upper, middle and lower lanes of the gun-wielding boy, forcing the gun-wielding boy to defend harder.

"The man with the gun, he is going to exert his might, and the victory or defeat can be determined by one blow!"

Niu Dashan was stunned, the gun-wielding boy was obviously at a disadvantage, and if he wanted to turn defeat into victory, how could it be so simple!

Regarding Niu Dashan's disbelieving expression, Duan Wuya was noncommittal.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

"Bell!"

Duan Wuya said that sentence because he saw the intention of the gun-wielding boy. He has been on the defensive, just to brew a more fierce attack! Sure enough, as soon as Duan Wuya saw it, the big gun in the hand of the young man with the gun was like a round of sun, flashing with a strong light, drowning all the seventeen martial artists.

There was a cry of pain from a warrior, and the sound of the weapon breaking and falling to the ground kept coming. When the light cleared, only the gun-wielding boy stood alone in the middle of the ring!

"What kind of martial art is this, so strong!"

Niu Dashan was dumbfounded, and his heart was shocked.

"Ground-level martial arts!"

Duan Wuya was also shocked in his heart, the ground-level martial arts had been able to borrow the aura of heaven and earth to fight the enemy, and had completely surpassed the limitations of human-level martial arts that could only use their own strength!

This is a prefecture-level martial art? It's really tough!

Duan Wuya has an infinite yearning for ground-level martial arts, not to mention the heaven-level god level, just a local-level martial art, in a martial artist duel of the same strength, a martial artist with a ground-level martial art will definitely be invincible!

The warriors gathered around the ring couldn't help but gasp, the change of victory and defeat was too fast. Originally, it was thought that under the attack of nineteen people, the young man with the gun would hold out for half an hour at most. The situation reversed too quickly, so fast that it was unacceptable, and the winner was already decided.

"In the first game of the second round of competition, Sima won without regrets!"

As the chief examiner, Pan Liang stood up and looked to the ring, announcing the victory with a happy face.

"Sima has no regrets!"

Niu Dashan's face was stunned, and he was even more puzzled.

"What's the matter, what's wrong with Sima Wuregret?"

Niu Dashan's expression can be seen that Niu Dashan understands that Sima has no regrets.

"Sima Wu, the genius disciple of the Sima family in Binhu County, who doesn't know in the entire Binhu County! The pride of the Sima family, Sima Wuregret, who is only seventeen years old, is already the head of the Sima family!"

Duan Wuya's eyes narrowed, today he finally saw a martial artist with acceptable strength!

"The second game, Pan Long!"

Pan Liang didn't raise his eyes, just looked down at a blank piece of paper full of names.

Pan Long walked quickly to the ring, quietly waiting for the members of this group.

With Pan Liang's roll call, nineteen teenagers walked out of the crowd and jumped into the ring gently, looking at Pan Long who was pretending to be asleep, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, and he looked a little excited.

Sima has no regrets about this, when he arrived at Pan Long, there were also nineteen people who worked together to defeat the martial artists whose strength was higher than theirs, and defeated them with the strength of the group, and then there was no threat of high-level martial artists, and the chances they fought for would be a little greater!

"Let's go!"

Pan Liang just frowned slightly and glanced at the ring, nineteen people surrounded Pan Long, some with long blades in their hands, some with bare hands, all of them looked very excited.

"Drink, yes!"

Nineteen people walked in unison and shouted neatly, and the nineteen people seemed to be connected as a whole, approaching Pan Long with his bare hands.

"Pan Long wants to win, it won't be so simple!"

Duan Wuya sighed.

"I can also see that there are three people in the ring who are equal to Pan Long's strength!"

Although the lottery represents fairness, it is often a little unfair, like Pan Long's group, only Ning Yuan is tried, except for Pan Long, there are three.

Duan Wuya and Niu Dashan glanced at each other, there was obvious worry in Niu Dashan's eyes, there was a martial artist in Niu Dashan's group, who was a martial artist of Ning Yuan Double Heaven! This was a challenge for Niu Dashan, who only had the peak of Ning Yuan One Heaven.

"Believe in yourself!"

Duan Wuya patted Niu Dashan on the shoulder, as long as the martial arts are skillfully used and understood thoroughly, this battle may be very simple.

"Ahh

Several female disciples of the Tianyun Sect next to the ring suddenly exclaimed.

Duan Wuya hurriedly turned his head to look at the ring, and the blades and feet of the nineteen martial artists, under an extreme cooperation, sealed all of Pan Long's retreat and dodge space, and surrounded Pan Long in the middle.

Pan Long's situation is in danger!

Duan Wuya's heart was beating wildly, was Pan Long going to lose?