On a high platform next to the martial arts arena, the three brothers surnamed Shi of the Western Department were in the middle of it, and they could see that their eyes were cold, obviously embarrassed by what the Western disciple had done just now.

Under such a powerful and direct cold call, not only the faces of many Western departments were gloomy, but even many cultivators who supported the Western Department also felt very faceless, and the identity of the old man in the martial arts arena was very clear to everyone, he was not a person from the Golden Immortal Academy, but a very prestigious senior on the mainland, and his cultivation was definitely not under any of the elders of the Golden Immortal Academy.

The Golden Immortal Academy's competition this time was huge, and he was specially invited to be the judge of this competition, in front of countless cultivators on the mainland, he was naturally extremely fair, and he would never favor anyone.

In the sighs of many onlookers, this competition once again came to an end. Sure enough, as Huang Cong expected, the oriental young man on the field had no intention of stepping down, and was still standing firmly in the middle of the martial arts arena, ready to meet the next battle, and at this moment he was repairing the Yuan Force in his body without delay, because there was only one incense stick of incense time before the next competition.

Of course, the time of this incense stick is not deliberate, but the result of everyone's consultation, in order to solve the many cultivators who want to go to the thatched house but are afraid of mistakes and are afraid of exciting battles, and make a simple plan to adjust in time for those emergencies on the field, more is that with the time of this incense, many people's mood will change, as for those people before this incense stick, those people are falling to that side, after this incense time, it will be like this!

With a hint of a playful smile on his face at this time, Xiao Batian said to a blue-robed old man and a purple-robed old man next to him: "I believe that many people are still falling to the side of the Western Department at this time, and when this competition is over, I think they will completely recognize the direction." ”

Xiao Qingsong said, "Father, are you so confident?"

Xiao Batian smiled again: "It's not self-confidence, this is the confidence to win, and you will know in the end, if I say it now." Then this fight will be too boring!"

At the beginning of the third battle, Huang Cong's eyes showed a hint of emotion, obviously the last few remaining players in the Western Department were not ordinary cultivators, and their strength was definitely among the same age. At this time, he clearly saw that the young man in the field of the Oriental Department showed a smile to himself, and this smile made him feel an inexplicable palpitation.

At the same time, many spectators of the battle also became more enthusiastic, they wanted to see the oriental youth in the field under this kind of round of war. How many can I fight, and sighs have been everywhere.

With the order of the referee and the old man in the martial arts arena, a young man from the Western Department came out again, but he was not a flying dragon knight, just an ordinary cultivator, although his body was not very tall, but it gave people a feeling of explosive power, and his whole body was full of threats, especially his eyes, which were like poisonous snakes. It makes people feel an inexplicable panic.

As before, after the two sides saluted, neither of them said anything, and fought directly.

The eyes of the young man of the Western Department were cold and abnormal, and the shot was even more ruthless, and a huge crimson fighting qi came out from the tip of his broad sword in an instant, violently and quickly with the slightest sound of breaking through the air, and no one doubted the power contained in this blow.

Huang Cong had a trace of worry in his heart, he knew that they would choose such a fighting method, and he would play by himself at the beginning. Of course, in his heart, he didn't think how strong he was, but he didn't want the young man in the field to fight like this in order to keep his strength, and he was moved and felt a little guilty.

The crimson fighting spirit immediately fell, and the young man of the Eastern Department knew that this blow could not be met in his current state. With the help of his absolute speed, he avoided it, leaving a huge ravine on the ground in an instant.

The young man of the Western Department missed a blow, and the huge broadsword in his hand danced faster, and only by immediately solving the young man on the opposite side could he show the face of losing two games before.

Under this fierce attack, the young people of the Oriental Department also had to raise their hands to greet them. With every collision of the huge force, he would take several steps back, and after a few shots, a trace of blood had spilled from the corner of his mouth, but the cold and faint sword in his hand still did not slow down for half a minute.

At this time, the gaze revealed in the eyes of the young man of the Western Department became even colder, and in his opinion, he could not deal with a person whose body was about to dry up, and he obviously felt a sense of shame. At the same time, his speed was even faster, it was completely a deadly style of fighting, the brilliant fighting spirit was as dazzling as the red sun, and huge power fluctuations filled every inch of space on the martial arts arena.

At this moment, the Dongfang youth was no longer as simple as taking a few steps back, and he was shocked by the huge force several times and flew out, and his chest was almost pierced by the rival fighting spirit, even so, his eyes also revealed a resolute color, before he completely fell, he must hold on to the end.

Huang Cong's heart was inexplicably touched, and he asked himself: "If one day, for the benefit of everyone, I will do the same!"

The onlookers were also even more enthusiastic, full of respect for the oriental youth who had been working hard, and even more for the martial arts spirit of a martial artist.

Even the famous families and celebrities watching the competition on the high platform, and even the strong people on one side kept nodding.

Finally, in the midst of another collision, the young man of the Oriental Department vomited blood and flew out, at this moment his heart was very uncomfortable, he felt an abnormal suffocation, and even the tiger's mouth was shocked and broken, obviously he was a little powerless at the moment.

Seeing this situation, the young man of the Western department did not hesitate at all, and once again he was like electricity, and he did not give the other party the slightest opportunity to relax.

Everyone's hearts rose to their throats, and even Huang Cong became nervous, because the young man in the Western Department was too domineering, and every time he made a move, he was extremely ruthless, and one of them would definitely take the other party's life if he was not careful.

With a flash of faint coldness, a crimson fighting aura immediately struck, and the young man of the Eastern Department could not avoid it, with a bitter smile on his face, at this critical moment, he made a decision that made many people dumbfounded.

I saw that when this fighting qi attacked, he had no intention of resisting at all, and allowed it to pierce his left shoulder, and at the same time, he poured the power of his whole body into the sword. Suddenly, the sword was covered with a faint layer of golden light, and the sword body trembled slightly, letting out a low roar, and shot straight at the opponent with the slightest sound of breaking through the air.

All the qiē happens between the electric light and flint. No one in the entire martial arts arena made a sound, quietly watching the qiē in front of them.

When the light flashed on the field, the young man of the Oriental Department had already flown out heavily, and the wound on his left shoulder suddenly bled out, and the whole piece of clothing was already dyed red.

Then. A cold snort sounded: "I won!"

It was the young man of the Western Department who said this, and at this time, a hint of a sly smile appeared on his cold face, and he stood in the center of the martial arts arena unharmed, enjoying the gaze of everyone.

Those warriors who supported the Oriental Department felt a sense of regret in their hearts at this moment, feeling sorry for the young man who was struggling to persevere, and their hearts were desperately hoping that the last moment could usher in a turnaround, it seems that the dust has settled at this moment, although he lost this time, but he did not look down on him, and he fought three people alone with the strength of one person until now. It was already impossible for many cultivators of the same age to do.

The scene in the field was cheering and declining, and the only expressions on their faces remained unchanged were those who were watching from the high platform, and for them, it was difficult to see a strange sparkle on their faces in a battle like this.

However, a small but low and intimidating word broke everyone's already unsettled hearts.

"In this game, the Eastern Department wins, and the Western Department invites the next player!"

As soon as these words came out, many onlookers immediately showed two different expressions, and some of the strong people on the high platform were still as calm as ever. It seemed that they had expected this to be the case, but those who did not have a high cultivation level had a slight puzzle in their eyes, and for a while, the cultivators who originally did not support the Eastern Department sighed.

Huang Cong cast a look of awe at the referee in the field at this moment. sighed: "It's really fair and just!"

At this moment, a young man from the Western Department who was extremely uneasy in his heart burst out angrily: "I didn't lose, it was him who lost, how do you referee?"

At this moment, everyone didn't follow suit, they also wanted to see what the old man in the center of the martial arts arena explained.

The old man did not reply immediately, but walked to the side of the young man of the Western department. Picking up a strand of black hair from the ground, he said in a low voice: "At the moment of your final confrontation, do you really think that your opponent is not sure to pierce your neck at such a close distance? This is just a competition, not a life-and-death struggle, but you, all the moves are extremely fierce, do you only think in your heart that killing your opponent is considered victory?"

Everyone was silent, they didn't expect things to be like this, and at the last moment, they only saw a cold light, and they didn't notice too much, because a qiē happened too quickly.

After slowing down, the young man of the Oriental Department who fell to the ground once again endured the pain and got up from the ground, and gave a smile to everyone, and countless disciples of the Oriental Department suddenly burst into bursts of joy, like a wave, covering layer by layer.

In this wave, the young people of the Western Department could no longer suppress the feelings in their hearts, and shouted at the old man in the field: "Why do you say that I lost, it was him who fell to the ground, why can't it be explained that his skills are not as good as others, so he only cut off a strand of my hair, if this is the case, I will be sentenced to lose, I will not accept it!"

At this moment, his eyes were red, obviously this result hit him too hard, more of a defeat by a young man of his own age, and had already fought twice before, a sense of frustration surged in his heart, but in front of countless cultivators in the entire continent, he regarded this frustration as this kind of injustice, and wiped out his face.

The old man's eyes were full of murderous aura, and he suddenly roared angrily: "Dare to question the old man's justice, damn it!" The voice was as loud as the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder, exploding above the entire martial arts arena, and everyone felt a huge pressure, and those who were slightly weaker in cultivation were directly out of breath.

And the Western youth on the opposite side was at such a close distance, and he was suddenly shocked and bled out, and then smashed heavily on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Many of the cultivators who were watching were shocked when they saw this, obviously the old man in the audience was not very good-tempered, but his fair approach was unanimously recognized by everyone. At the same time, some people also sighed in their hearts, I am afraid that even if that Western young man can get better, his cultivation will be greatly reduced, and maybe he will still leave demons in the future cultivation process.

On the high platform, the faces of the three brothers surnamed Shi were pale, and one of the old men was about to go down to tell something, when an old man next to him pulled him and said: "We can't afford to offend this person, we can only blame our own students for not being angry, I'm afraid it was a mistake to invite him to host this competition at the beginning!"

After everyone calmed down, the old referee shouted again: "Are all the disciples of the Western Department like this, I hope that the next battle will not show a bad side, I am afraid that my temper will not be able to control my body, and I will do something that should not be done!" (To be continued.) )