Finally, the martial arts fights of the ten groups were all over, and the right to qualify was: Qin Ye, Zhao Feihu, Chi Wuru, Wu Qianmei, Shen Dong, Liu Qianqian, Li Renyu, He Xiaoqian, Ma Wentao, Song Ying.

Among them, Shen Dong, Li Renyu, Ma Wentao and Song Ying are ninth-order martial artists; Chi Wuru, Wu Qianmei, Liu Qianqian, and He Xiaoqian are eighth-order martial artists; Zhao Feihu is a seventh-order, and Qin Ye is a sixth-order.

According to the competition system, the finals will start tomorrow, and everyone has left to prepare for tomorrow's competition.

Early the next morning, the disciples of the Red Flame Sect came to the martial arts arena early, hoping to grab the best position and watch today's finals.

At the front of the viewing platform, a gray-robed elder taught the disciples around him: "The sect is only held once every five years, so it's a rare opportunity!" You have to watch their fighting methods carefully, it will be of great benefit to your future cultivation! ”

The disciples all claimed yes, and one of the disciples was curious: "In Master's opinion, who will win the championship in today's martial arts?" ”

The gray-robed elder brushed his beard slightly, and said confidently: "In the last session of the sect, Shen Dong, who was a ninth-order cultivator, won the championship in one fell swoop. In the past five years, Shen Dong has devoted himself to impacting the realm of martial artists, cultivating day and night. Even if he hasn't broken through yet, he must not be comparable to an ordinary ninth-order disciple. This time, Naibi, he has great hopes of winning the championship! ”

So, all the disciples looked for Senior Brother Shen Dong on the field with adoring eyes.

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Just as the audience was clamoring for it, the ten disciples who had obtained the right to qualify slowly came to the central area of the martial arts platform. According to the rules, ten players will be drawn to determine the order of the matchups.

I saw that there were ten fire talismans on the martial altar, which were burning in the air at this moment, and everyone guessed that the names of those ten people should be engraved on them.

"I declare that the Nabi final is now open! Waiting for ten people, who is going to come to the stage to ask for the first battle? The voice of the head of Chi Tianhai came from the rostrum to everyone's ears, like thunder.

As soon as the words fell, he saw the ruthless white-robed hunting, jumped out, clasped his fists with both hands, and said loudly: "Father, I would like to ask Ying to fight for the first time!" ”

Chi Tianhai looked at his son with a relieved face, nodded slightly, but pretended to reproach: "You just can't hold your breath, your temperament is frizzy, and you have to learn more from other senior brothers." But since you take the initiative to ask for help, then the father can only act fairly. Go and pick a fire talisman and pick your opponent! ”

Hearing this, Chi ruthlessly did not hesitate, and a strong wind struck one of the fire talismans, and then a name slowly emerged in the air.

"Zhao Feihu!"

Seeing the three words in the air, Chi ruthlessly hit a spirit. In his heart, he would rather fight with anyone else than with this Zhao Feihu.

In fact, it's not just him, if you ask the other participating disciples who are most reluctant to fight, I'm afraid it must be Zhao Feihu.

Judging from yesterday's performance in the group stage, this guy is just if he doesn't move, and he doesn't care about it like a beast. He only attacks rather than defend, and would rather exchange injuries for injuries with you, and must let his long knife drink your blood.

Zhao Feihu came to the opposite side of the ruthless one, and the two were no more than ten zhang apart. Then, he took out a long knife and held it in his hand, and the word "ruthless" was engraved on the knife body, which made people shudder when they saw it.

Red Ruthless took out a sword that shimmered with cold light. The two are ready to strike at any time with their best posture, and when they give an order, they will attack each other with thunderous means.

"Hey, that's not right, doesn't the young master have a Red Flame Divine Sword?"

"Could this sword be more powerful? It's not like ......."

"Impossible! The Red Flame Divine Sword is the treasure of the Zhenzong and the symbol of the sect! ”

"Could it be that the young master lost the sword......

"I heard that he suffered a big loss last time he went to the Demon Beast Forest!"

"Shhh, you be quiet, let the young master hear that I have to give you little shoes to wear!"

The gossip in the audience made the ruthless face standing on the martial arts platform red and white.

At this moment, Wu Bashan's voice came: "In the first battle, the young master of the Red Flame Sect is ruthless, and the deputy head of the guard is Zhao Feihu!" Now the fight begins! ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Feihu flew towards Chi Ruthless with a long knife, like a lion who had been hungry for several days and saw a fat prey!

Chi Wuru felt a burst of anger in his heart, and said secretly: "This son is an eighth-order cultivator, you are a seventh-order martial artist, how can you be more impatient than this son!" Then, he raised his sword to meet Zhao Feihu's long knife.

"Cangchangchang!" The two of them collided with each other with a slashing sound.

Zhao Feihu used all his strength, and slashed at Chi Ruthless with one move. Chi was ruthless but didn't fight with him, and took a step back to dodge.

Zhao Feihu gained momentum, and slashed dozens of knives in a row, and there was a sound of breaking the air in the airflow.

And Chi ruthlessly dodged left and right, and with his body technique, he deftly avoided this wave of attacks.

Zhao Feihu sneered, and while slashing out again, his other hand grabbed in the direction of the ruthless dodge, and the ruthless white robe was tightly grasped by him.

Then, I saw Zhao Feihu throw away the big knife, and instead use his fist to smash it towards the ruthless face!

Chi Ruthless was shocked in his heart, but he didn't expect the other party to abandon his weapon and use it instead, and fight with himself in hand-to-hand combat!

Seeing that the fist wind had hit, he was ruthless and helpless, abandoned the sword in his hand, returned his hand to block his face, and slapped Zhao Feihu's chest with the other hand.

Zhao Feihu's chest was hit mercilessly, and a strong force spread to his whole body, and he took ten steps backwards in a row to stabilize, and then spat a mouthful of blood on the ground.

But Chi Wuru is not happy. Just now, Zhao Feihu's fist was still powerful, and it hit him in the face, one eye was red and swollen, and his appearance suddenly lost his former handsomeness.

Zhao Feihu ignored wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly exerted force on the sole of one foot, and came to Chi Ruthless's body again, concocting it in the same way, and another heavy punch containing the strength of his whole body slammed into Chi Ruthless's heart.

Chi Wuru was upset and irritable, and he didn't want to exchange injuries with Zhao Feihu at all, even if Zhao Feihu was seriously injured and he was slightly injured, he was unwilling.

However, Zhao Feihu didn't defend at all, and attacked left and right with two fists, if Chi ruthlessly wanted to counterattack, he would inevitably eat him with a punch. Chi Ruthless had to defend with all his might, making himself scramble.

After another fist fight, the two were shaken apart by the force and pulled away to a distance of five steps. Seeing that the opportunity had come, Chi Wuru quickly pinched the trick in his hand, mobilized all his strength, and prepared to fight Zhao Feihu quickly.

"The Burning Dragon!"

Just when Chi Wuru successfully performed his tricks, a faint smile appeared on Chi Tianhai's face on the rostrum.

"The young master's 'Yanlong Penetrating the Sun' has been perfected! It is worthy of being a Xuan-level primary martial art, and its power is really extraordinary! Wu Bashan said appropriately.

Chi Tianhai smiled: "The ruthless trick can be practiced to such a hot time, and it is also his hard work." It's a pity that the 'Yanlong Guanri' he learned was only half a style, and the real 'Yanlong Guanri' was a Xuan-level intermediate martial art, and its power was not the same! ”

When Chi Tianhai said this, he also lamented in his heart: Isn't that old guy at Chi Tianya still unwilling to hand over the secret technique of this sect? It seems that the "poison of ten thousand insects and bones" is not ruthless enough! At that time, my father insisted on passing on the position of head to him, and I had no opinion. But even if it is a sibling, my father refuses to pass on the secret skills of my sect! I thought that by secretly poisoning him and imprisoning him, I would be able to fulfill my wishes. I don't know that he would rather endure a hundred years of torture than hand over his secret skills, and he will be angry with me!

Just when several bigwigs on the rostrum had different thoughts, the ruthless and imposing "Yanlong Guanri" was already approaching Zhao Feihu.

I saw that he was protecting the vital point with both hands, and used the true yuan to condense a defensive shield around his body. The power of the Flame Dragon Piercing Sun slammed into the light mask, causing the light mask to vibrate violently, as if it would be unable to withstand it and shatter at any time.

It is worthy of being a Xuan-level primary martial art, coupled with the ruthless eighth-order cultivation, Zhao Feihu finally couldn't resist it, and was hit by the fire dragon on his body, like a kite with a broken line, flying upside down a hundred meters away, and fell to the ground without moving.

Just as Wu Bashan was about to announce Chi Ruthless's victory, a cough came out of Zhao Feihu's mouth.

I saw him propping his hands on the ground, spitting out the blood in his abdomen, and getting up from the ground strongly.

Then, he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his eyes shot a grim gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Your trick is finished, now it's my turn!" ”

Zhao Feihu ran in the direction of Chi Wu, while quickly sealing with both hands, when the two were close to a distance of ten meters, Zhao Feihu shouted, and his fists struck out one after another.

"Yellow Rank Advanced Martial Arts, Double Dragons Go to Sea!"

Two powerful and heavy punches slammed into the ruthless body protection qi, the first punch was blocked by the body protection qi, but the second punch hit the red ruthless chest firmly.

Chi ruthlessly spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on one knee. At this time, he looked at Zhao Feihu's eyes full of fear, he had obviously used the sect's Zhen Sect Peerless Learning, and he was also seriously injured, why could he still get up, did he really want to die?

Before Chi ruthless could figure out these questions, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Chi Tianhai, who was sitting on the rostrum, looked at this scene and sighed in his heart: In fact, Chi Ruthless is not unable to fight anymore, nor is it that there is no chance of winning, but that Chi Ruthless's state of mind has been disrupted by the other party from the beginning, only caring about defense and not attacking. If you rely on the advantage of cultivation to fight to the death with the other party, the result will inevitably be one death and one serious injury, and it is definitely Zhao Feihu who dies.

Although Chi Tianhai was unhappy in his heart, he still said to Wei Scheme: "Plot, you righteous son is really good, you have your true inheritance, and even ruthlessness is not his opponent!" ”

When Wei Crucis on the side heard this, he said humbly: "The head of the house praises falsely, the flying tiger is just a temporary fluke." ”

After speaking, he looked at Zhao Feihu in the field, and his eyes turned to the blood-colored long knife in his hand, and the word "ruthless" looked even more cold and dazzling against the backdrop of blood. The cold light in Wei Crouch's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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