At the beginning of the competition in the ring, the disciples of the Refining Hall drove the puppet human form and pounced on Tie Chengzhi.

The humanoid puppet actually walked out of a set of martial arts footwork, with a clear eye, without the slightest flaw. Gan Wuya, who was in the audience, watched the puppet's movements, and his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to have it immediately.

The puppet swung down with a heavy fist, and the fist faintly appeared with a red light of runes, and the huge heavy sword in Tie Chengzhi's hand, almost a person's height, was simply an iron plate, blocking the puppet's iron fist.

The puppet waved its fists, like two red-hot iron balls, constantly smashing down, just like a set of martial arts boxing techniques. Tie Chengzhi swung his giant sword to block it, and sparks splashed everywhere, as if casting and forging.

"Tie Chengzhi is not as powerful as he imagined, this puppet is really good, I will get one sooner or later!" Gan Wuya praised.

"Otherwise, Tie Chengzhi didn't make a move, he was testing the puppet's attack power. The puppet's fists are engraved with fire runes, driven by spirit stones, so it can meet the enemy with a pair of fire fists, which is nothing. I guess if Tie Chengzhi doesn't make a move, he will overwhelm the opponent and divide the winner as soon as he makes a move. Wei Wuji replied.

This is the disciple of the Refining Hall on the stage, dodging from the side, the long sword and the puppet's attack, slashing towards Tie Chengzhi.

With a sound of gold and stone, Tie Chengzhi blocked the joint efforts of the other party and the puppet, his body retreated backwards, opened a distance, and the giant sword was on his shoulder, looking at the other party.

Knock knock, the puppet rushed forward quickly, a pair of fire fists waved, and countless fists were conjured, like a meteorite dragging the long tail of fire, falling towards Tie Chengzhi.

Tie Chengzhi's figure met him, the giant sword waved, and in an afterimage, the majestic momentum let out a wind-like roar, and the giant sword did not have the slightest skill, it was completely won by strength, and smashed into a fire fist remnant.

Knock knock, the puppet's attack was stopped by the giant sword, and the figure fell backwards.

The disciple of the Refining Hall who was standing next to him was swallowed back by the force, and as if he was attacked by a giant sword, he staggered backwards.

Tie Chengzhi rushed forward like a storm, and the giant sword swept and fell wildly. The puppet flew out in the air, and one arm was severed by the force of the giant sword.

"Tie Chengzhi is already the strength of the refining period, and the true qi drives the artistic conception of iron into the giant sword, and the giant sword is like a divine blade. This person's attack power is strong, and the defense of Iron Artistic Conception is also quite good, so he can be regarded as a strong opponent. Wei Wuji said secretly in his heart.

All the disciples under the ring were stunned when they saw Tie Chengzhi's stormy offensive on the stage.

Kill!!

Tie Chengzhi's eyes were wide open, like a god, and his body was filled with iron will, looking like an iron-cast human form, the giant sword fell again, and the puppet human form burst out, scattered on the platform.

Poof! The disciple of the Refining Hall who drove the puppet next to him was swallowed by the force, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the sky.

"Stop! the victory has been decided, Tie Chengzhi wins!" the adjudicator hurriedly stepped forward, blocked in front of Tie Chengzhi, and announced loudly.

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar, all of them were shocked by Tie Chengzhi's crazy attack, and they talked to each other.

"Win the lead, destroy its strength, dismantle its body, and make steel and soft! This Tie Chengzhi's strength is really powerful!" Jiang Qianyuan praised.

"This iron artistic conception is amazing, just looking at it makes you feel dignified, and it makes people breathless. Nie Qingyi's face changed color, and he nodded and said.

"A good puppet, smashed into rags, that refining hall disciple has lost a lot. Gan Wuya shook his head and sighed.

"Childe meets this Tie Chengzhi, but be careful. Qiu Yao's strength was the lowest, and the aftermath of the ring also made her a little unbearable, and her face was pale, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.

Wei Wuji nodded, smiled and didn't speak.

After a while, Wei Wuji's second match began.

The so-called is not that enemies do not get together, this time Wei Wuji's opponent turned out to be Mo Qianxing.

"Wei Wuji, you come up! I want to fight you. Mo Qianxing took the lead in jumping into the ring and shouted loudly to the audience.

Wei Wuji walked into the ring and stood in front of the other party, "You lost to me last time, and you will lose this time." ”

"Fart! I want you to look good this time!" Mo Qianxing looked at the other party, his face becoming hideous.

As soon as the adjudicator gave the order, Mo Qianxing roared wildly and rushed towards Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji didn't dodge, his figure flashed forward, and he walked towards the other party.

Everyone in the audience only saw two figures flashing and disappearing, and they instantly touched each other, bang! A figure flew out, Mo Qianxing quickly retreated, pedaling, and retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, only then did he stabilize his figure.

The strength of the seventh rank is completely insufficient for the current Wei Wuji, and with one punch, the opponent will be repulsed.

The surprise in Mo Qianxing's heart was like a canoe in the stormy waves. I thought that I was promoted and could overpower Wei Wuji, but I didn't expect that as soon as I made contact, I was hit back again and again by the other party.

Mo Qianxing was ruthless, took out his long sword and swung it, and dodged up.

Wei Wuji didn't want to spend more time with him, a sword qi slashed away, his body was close, and he went back with one palm, bang! Mo Qianxing's body was like a projectile, falling towards the ring, and fell heavily to the ground.

"This person was very loud in the ring just now, but he didn't expect to be knocked out of the ring in two hits......"

"I thought I could watch a good matchup, but I didn't expect it to end so easily. ”

"The difference in strength is too far, and the embroidered pillow is useless......"

“......”

Everyone's discussion made Mo Qianxing ashamed, glanced at Wei Wuji hatefully, wiped the bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and left behind without looking back.

The adjudicator stepped forward and declared Wei Wuji the winner.

Wei Wuji smiled and bowed his hand to the stage, turned around and walked off the ring.

In the third competition, Wei Wuji really met Bai Wanjun. Bai Wanjun did not enter the ring, and the adjudicator announced that Bai Wanjun had given up the competition, and Wei Wuji won without a fight.

At this time, in the ring next to him, Zhang Yue and Murong Yiran were fighting fiercely.

Murong Yiran swung a long sword, condensing one sword shape after another, like a fish swimming in the void, surrounding him, constantly swimming.

Zhang Yue's long knife attacked and killed, and each swing of the knife slashed out, leading a fierce wind to follow, making a strange whistle of breaking the air. A wisp of fine sand on the tip of the knife seems to be inadvertently formed by the wind in the wind, but it is actually the effect of the artistic conception of sand.

Zhang Yue was scheming, and when he was suppressed with all his might, he didn't give him the slightest relief. Murong Yiran's sword artistic conception contains a layer of water vapor, and he is also a person who has cultivated two artistic conceptions. Wei Wuji said secretly in his heart.

Both of them had a back hand and did not use it in the competition, and the battle ended in a draw.

"This Zhang Yue is really powerful, he defeated the last Heavenly List disciple last time, and this time he forced another Heavenly List disciple!"

"With his strength, he is definitely qualified to win the heavenly list!"

"Does anyone know the origin of Zhang Yue? This name is very unfamiliar in the sect?"

"Could it be the personal disciple of some big man in the sect?"

“......”

Everyone watching the battle talked about it, and Zhang Yue became the most eye-catching figure in the ring competition.

After a while, Wei Wuji began the fourth match, and the opponent was a woman from the Beast Hall.