Huang Shaobo is good at boxing and martial arts, and in yesterday's game, he only used two punches to knock his opponent away and win, which is impressive.

At this time, he stood in the ring, looking at Wei Wuji's eyes, and there was a trace of disdain.

"There are rumors in Fucheng that you are outstanding, but in my opinion, it is better to be famous than to meet, and I am really disappointed. Huang Shaobo shook his head and sighed.

"The competition time is only half a pillar of incense, it's useless to say more, let the horse come, I hope I won't be too disappointed." Wei Wuji said.

"Draw your sword, do you still want to fight me with your bare hands?" Huang Shaobo said.

"I'll fight you with a pair of hands, let me draw my sword, you are not worthy. Wei Wuji said lightly.

"Don't be ashamed, I hope you lose, don't regret it"

Huang Shaobo's momentum changed, and the power of qi and blood that was scattered was suddenly withdrawn, all condensed in the fists of the two, and the figure suddenly ejected, leaving an afterimage in place, and the real body instantly appeared beside Wei Wuji, and the fist on the fist brought out a match, breaking through the air and attacking Wei Wuji.

The figure in the field flickered, quickly healed the electric light, and slammed Huang Shaobo's body flew out sideways and fell to the ground.

He rolled over and got up, his body swaying, and he suffered some small losses in the tentative attack just now.

"You can actually see my movements clearly? impossible, it must be right" Huang Shaobo's face turned pale, and he regained his concentration and prepared for a second attack.

"It doesn't matter if I see it clearly or if I'm right, I'll be able to win you anyway. ”

Wei Wuji didn't want to delay any longer, and his body ran towards the other party, the arc of electricity swirling around his fist, and he ran to the thunder fist

Huang Shaobo flashed to the side, the speed was so fast, he conjured up several virtual images, and then punched Wei Wuji to counterattack.

At the moment when he swung his fist, Wei Wuji stopped and turned as if he had expected his movements, and the electric flickering fist cut through the void, pulling out an afterimage, which smashed into the opponent's body with great accuracy.

Bang, Huang Shaobo's body flew out again. This time he was not so lucky, and he landed not in the ring, but outside the ring, and fell hard to the ground.

"I'm ......"

Huang Shaobo opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and finally finished speaking, "I still have martial arts that I haven't used......"

"You've already lost, don't you know that he killed his opponent in the rematch without mercy? The adjudicator stood next to him, glanced at Huang Shaobo, and then loudly announced Wei Wuji's victory.

Wei Wuji bowed to the surrounding stands, turned around and walked out of the ring, and returned to the crowd.

"That Huang Shaobo's strength is much worse than yours, you are merciful. Wei Wufeng said.

"There is no injustice and no revenge, just win, there is no need to kill too much. Wei Wuji said.

"But others don't think so, today's competition is much bloodier than yesterday, you see. Nangong Wushuang pointed to the distance and said to everyone.

Everyone watched from afar, and a contestant was hoeed by Lin Heli's crane's beak, pierced through the chest, and died on the spot.

"Little dream, now it's a contest of strength in the ring. Yesterday you were very struggling, if you are defeated, admit defeat immediately, don't die. Nangong Wushuang said to Nangong Meng.

"I'll take notice. Nangong Meng nodded.

Just as everyone was talking, another contestant in the ring was stabbed in the abdomen by his opponent with a sword, screaming and falling, and died with a whimper.

In another ring, one of the contestants was stripped of an arm by the opponent and fainted screaming. Fortunately, he only lost an arm and did not die, which is a great blessing in misfortune. An alchemist next to him hurriedly stepped forward, bandaged the wounded, and let people carry him down.

After the first round of the lottery competition, 20 contestants stepped forward and continued the competition by lot.

Shi Wen stepped into the ring, but changed his blade, Wei Wuji remembered that yesterday he used a single knife, and today he came on the field and carried two yellow bright copper hammers, which weighed almost a thousand catties.

His opponent was a woman, and the blade was a rope whip, and he looked a little helpless against the huge copper hammer.

"Shi Fatzi has long been familiar with his opponent, and he chose the copper hammer to occupy the advantage. Wei Wuji also understood Shi Wen's mind after seeing the woman's soft whip.

The woman's posture is good, like a flower like jade, but Shi Wen did not pity the jade, and danced wildly with the double hammer in the loud shouting, only the hammer shadow was seen in the ring, and the human figure was not seen, and the woman was squeezed out of the ring alive.

"This fat man of the historian is really whimsical, which is jaw-dropping. Nangong Wushuang shook his head and said.

"As long as you can win the competition, it's nothing. He was able to know the details of the other party in advance, and the intelligence of the contestants was well collected. Wei Wufeng said.

"I guess that woman must feel very aggrieved in her heart, and I don't know how this Shi Wen can come up with such a solution. Gongsun Ruyan said in surprise.

Wei Wuji smiled slightly, at the time of the preliminary competition, there were more than 700 contestants on Tiansheng Island, and Shi Wen was able to form a team and rob more than 200 people, which was really a ruthless character with a whimsical idea. Compared to this, this trick in the ring is nothing at all.

In the next competition, Wei Wufeng met a contestant whose strength was no less than his, and the two fought inseparably. Time ran out in the final half of the incense, and the adjudicators ruled that Wei Wufeng had a slight advantage and won the difficult contest.

"If you take out the artistic conception you feel and crush it with the clumsy meaning of the mountain, the opponent will have been driven out of the ring a long time ago. Wei Wuji whispered.

"The next competition is the most important competition, a hundred people face off, and the top sixty will be rewarded with territory. I want to fight for a territory for my family, and I will use the attack of the artistic conception tomorrow, even if I meet the elite of the forty, I can defeat it. Wei Wufeng nodded and replied.

Wei Wuji knew that Wei Wufeng looked wooden, but his mind was delicate and thoughtful, there was nothing wrong with such an arrangement, but the competition just now was thrilling, which made people pinch a cold sweat.

It was Wei Yijian's turn to compete on stage, and the opponent man was also a cultivator who made the double sword, and his strength was in the middle of the Eight Heavens. Wei Yijian is also in the middle of the Eight Heavens, and the two of them can't hold each other, and it seems that it is difficult for Banzhu Xiang to distinguish the winner from the loser.

"Flying Eagle Sword Technique, Huapeng"

The man on the other side saw that he couldn't hold each other, and used the lore in the sword trick to defeat Wei Yi's sword.

"Legend has it that the flying eagle devours strange flowers and fruits, evolves into a magical beast, and when it reaches the final peak, it can turn into a divine bird like a roc. A thousand years ago, the Flying Eagle Sanren watched the process of the Flying Eagle turning into Peng, and derived this set of Flying Eagle Sword Techniques. And the pinnacle martial art of the Flying Eagle Sword Technique is Hua Peng. Wei Yijian watched the other party's momentum climb and said loudly.

"You know a lot, that's right, my Flying Eagle Sword Technique reached its peak three years ago, and Hua Peng's moves were only cultivated and mastered a year ago, and you are the first person to see this kind of martial art. The man said loudly.

"It's an honor to have a sword, please. Wei Yijian raised his hand to invite.

Exhaling a force of qi and blood, the man held a sword in each hand, and fanned it gently, as if the eagle was flying towards the sky, and in the sky above his head, the power of qi and blood all over his body was condensed, and a huge eagle shape faintly appeared