Soon, the first game began.

In the roar of the wind and tsunami, the muscles of the two martial artists exploded and they collided fiercely.

These two martial artists were both great masters in the early stage of the fourth order, and at this realm, it was difficult for ordinary sword soldiers to hurt their skin, so neither of them chose weapons, but only fought with fists and feet.

Their combat is somewhat primitive, with no fancy tricks, but it is extraordinarily violent and direct.

Every punch and kick, the right is aimed at the opponent's most vital part, often the mover does not care whether the opponent's fist will fall on him, as long as the opponent is not fatal, basically choose to resist.

However, these two Fourth-Order Grand Masters were obviously experienced in a hundred battles, and their reflexes were extremely strong, even if they were punched by their opponents, they were always able to move their bodies slightly at critical moments, causing their opponents' attacks to fall on their stronger defensive parts.

Despite this, a few minutes later, large bruises quickly appeared on the two of them.

But this kind of injury was insignificant to them at all, and the two of them fought more and more, and soon nosebleeds splashed and the corners of their mouths cracked.

For the audience, this simple, direct and rough way of fighting has a spicy feeling, which makes them extremely excited, and the applause resounded in the sky for a while.

Qi Wanli was in the backstage room, watching the game through the door, the corners of his eyes jumping slightly.

It is impossible for him to fight people in this way, although he only has a third order, he has the confidence that he can basically defeat anyone on the field without using the ability of Skywalker, and it will not be too difficult.

Still, he was a little tingling in the way the two men fought.

Their style of play is more ruthless than any free fighting match that Qi Wanli has seen before, and it is completely a fighting style, even if it is an underground black boxer, it is not so fatal.

"That is, the transcendents of this era, the fighters who grew up in the battle with monsters will have such a habit, after all, when encountering a monster of equal strength, it will not be afraid of death, and whoever retreats first at this time will die. ”

Qi Wanli figured out this node and began to observe the characteristics of their battle.

Most of the battles of people in this era are not with people, but with monsters, so the habits of fighting are definitely different.

For example, those who are used to fighting with people often choose to attack the joints, face, etc., while those who are used to fighting monsters will subconsciously attack the heart, throat, and other places.

He memorized the shooting habits of these martial artists in his heart, so that he could use them in future battles.

About twenty minutes later, a Grand Master won the match with a dynamite-like knee that smashed his opponent's jaw bone to pieces.

Although the loser was beaten to the point that his jaw was shattered, his whole body was swollen, and he was dragged unconscious to be healed, the winner was also torn off the joint of his left hand and both eyes were swollen to the point that he could not open them.

He raised his intact right hand alof, and let out a slurred but wild and gruff cry in his throat, winning the applause of the audience.

Qi Wanli couldn't help but shake his head as he watched the winner being supported by the staff and staggering to receive medical treatment.

It's no wonder that the population of the Southern Continent has not been able to come up for so many years, if everyone has been fighting monsters in this way, the mortality rate will only be high. There is no population, no productive forces, and of course there will be no development, and this is probably one of the reasons why the southern continent has always lagged behind.

After two or three more games, the host's voice suddenly became agitated and high.

"The protagonist of this game is a big man from the main hall of the Martial God Temple in Zhendong City! He is the disciple of the incomparably noble Pope, the heir of the Xu family, and the legendary Vajra Glazed Body! He is only sixteen years old, but he is already in the middle realm of the fourth-order great master!"

"Cheer! Welcome to our young Grand Master!

Qi Wanli's eyes lit up suddenly.

Vajra Glazed Body, Sixteen-Year-Old Grand Master, Disciple of the Pope?

When he first started to forge his body with divine power, he was also mistaken by Fang Bajiu for the Vajra glazed body, and said that he would let him become a disciple of the Pope, saying that he could become the next Pope or something, which scared him a lot.

It seems that this Xu Xian is the real genius protagonist script, has the top physique, was included in the door by the Pope of the Martial God Temple, and is still the heir of the big family.

Soon, a small whirlwind blew past Qi Wanli, and the young Grand Master quickly passed through the small door and came to the center of the field.

At the moment of misalignment, Qi Wanli saw his appearance.

Xu Xian's height is not tall among martial artists, and he is only exactly one meter eight, but he is still young and can grow his body. His figure is very special among martial artists, not to mention the bulging muscles, and he can't even reach a well-proportioned figure like Qi Wanli, but is a little thin.

He even wore a pair of glasses and combed his hair neatly.

At that moment, Qi Wanli thought that he had seen an ordinary high school boy who was in a hurry.

However, the sharp sword-like aura on his body can't deceive people.

Xu Xian strode to the center of the venue, with the sunny smile of a young boy on his face, and waved vigorously at the audience at the heights.

His opponent was a Sky Walker who had reached the realm of a fourth-order star mage, and was also the first non-martial artist transcendent to appear so far. Facing an opponent like Xu Xian, this star mage became very nervous, and the whole person was tense.

Before the start of the game, the host once again emphasized that Skywalkers can fly at will during the competition, but they cannot fly out of the range of the arena. In addition, Skywalkers can recuperate in the air to avoid their opponents' attacks, but a match can only last up to an hour, beyond which time when no one falls, and the judges will decide whether they win or lose based on their performance.

"It seems that there have been quite a few Skywalkers who have used to wear down their opponents by dragging their time. Qi Wanli thought secretly.

Xu Xian smiled at his opponent and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely fight quickly!"

The star mage smiled in return, his hands were slowly raised, and he wore five or six rings on his ten fingers, presumably as a casting medium forged from monster materials.

With the sound of the gong for the opening of the game, Master Xingchen quickly seized the lead, and he flew up to a height of about ten meters like an arrow from a string, and at the same time, his ten fingers flicked in the air regularly, sensing the magnetic force in Xu Xian's body, to control the power in his body.

In the next second, Xu Xian disappeared in place.

The Star Mage's eyes froze, and as a Sky Walker, he had excellent eyesight, and he lost his target in an instant.

"Brush!"

A soft sound of breaking through the air came, and the Star Mage turned around suddenly, and with his rich combat experience, he quickly built a force field in front of him.

I saw a steel drill with an extremely sharp end coming straight towards his front door, and under the influence of the force field, it stopped less than ten centimeters between his eyes.

A cold sweat broke out on the corner of the mage of the stars, and as long as his reaction was half a beat slower, the steel drill was already nailed into the back of his head.

He grabbed the steel drill in his hand with his backhand, looked to the ground, and saw Xu Xian raising his head and smiling happily, and holding another steel drill in his left hand.

Suddenly, Xu Xian stretched out his empty right hand and pulled it back.

Master Xingchen was shocked, and before he could react, there was a strong force from the steel drill in his hand, and he grabbed the steel drill and fell down with his body.

There's an invisible thread on this thing!

Maybe it was because he had never seen such a strange weapon, or maybe it was because he was so confident in his eyesight that he didn't pay more attention to the steel drill, in short, he was careless.

The Star Mage was startled and quickly let go of his hand, but at the moment when he lost his attention, Xu Xian had already kicked out a deep pit on the ground, jumped high at an extremely fast speed, and approached the Star Mage.

The steel drill that had just been used to throw had already returned to Xu Xian's hand, and the two sharp steel drills were stabbing straight at the sides of the Xingchen Mage's throat in a cold light.

The pupils of the Star Mage instantly widened, and the five or six rings in his hand emitted light at the same time, and a strong light suddenly enveloped the two of them.

At this time, the voice of the host's commentary sounded at the right time.

"Bao Feiyi uses the spell casting medium to release a light comparable to starlight! This light not only has an extremely high temperature, but also interferes with the opponent's line of sight! I don't know how Xu Xian will deal with it?"

And Qi Wanli, who was watching the battle, narrowed his eyes slightly.

Strictly speaking, the weapon used by Xu Xian is a bit of a "Qimen weapon", which is not like an ordinary sword, which can be used even if you do not master the clever sword technique and swordsmanship, but you must go through special training to be proficient in using it.

What's more, he felt that these two steel drills were a bit specific to Skywalkers.

"Could it be that in the Martial God Temple, those who are of higher level can learn complex martial arts?" he muttered to himself.

At this moment, the field was already full of changes.

The two steel drills passed through the light, and the reddened drills spun and flew towards the star mage, but at this time he had already prepared, and his ten fingers moved slightly, easily bounced the drill away, and at the same time, his two hands groped to find the strength in Xu Xian's body.

Suddenly, the Stellar Mage's face changed drastically.

The steel drill that was bounced off did not return to Xu Xian's hand, but circled in the air a few times, wrapping the invisible thread around the Star Mage, and immediately tied his arms to his side!

"Isn't it, can you be hit like this?" Qi Wanli almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of water, in his opinion, this kind of move is simply incredible, but maybe for this star mage, he really hasn't seen this kind of Qimen weapon.

Therefore, in the fierce battle, he will subconsciously ignore the basic attributes of this weapon.

"Hahahaha! You're too careless, aren't you!

There was a loud laugh from the sky, and I saw him fall from the fading starlight, and before the Star Mage could completely break free from the invisible tenacity thread, he stomped heavily on his chest.

"Boom!"

Seconds later, high sand dust rises from the pit site.

The Star Mage lay on the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth and nose, his chest sunken deeply, and his sternum had already broken into dozens of pieces.

Xu Xian held the two steel drills that had not completely cooled down in his hands, the edges of his palms were slightly blackened by the soup, and the clothes on his body were also burned to the ground, and there were many burns on his body.

But he still smiled very cheerfully, and there was not a trace of cruelty and ferocity in his eyes behind his glasses.

"Victory!" he shouted, holding his hands aloft.