In the eighth game, Wu You successfully passed the first round of the competition, and in the twelfth game, Mi Xian'er also defeated the opponent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info In the sixteenth game, Huang Zhiyuan appeared and defeated the opponent in three moves and two styles, Chen Peng saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart. The rest of the people are just right, this Huang Zhiyuan came to the door to provoke, if the subsequent competition is encountered, he can't be good. The sixteenth contest was over, and the first day of the induction contest came to an end for the time being, and after the first day of the contest, all the monks returned to the suspended attic halfway up the mountain to rest, but this time all the monks lived in the attic. Needless to say, the monks who tried on the first day of the competition lived in according to the lottery number, and those monks who did not compete on the first day, a few of them did not live in the attic last night, and they also lived in today, but whether they moved in according to the actual lottery number is not known.

On the first day, sixteen monks were eliminated in the sixteen competitions, but several of these sixteen monks had already gone down the mountain to go home, and their trip ended here, but there were still a few eliminated monks who were more ambitious, so they stayed and watched the following competition. It doesn't matter if the Xigeng faction wants to stay, if you want to stay, if you want to leave, but it is up to the monks to voluntarily.

On the second day of the competition, the monks who won the first pick to the second number of the three picks were drawn to catch and fight, but unfortunately Chen Peng and Wu You's fellow townsman Hou Qianli were not able to defeat the opponent and were eliminated in the first round of the competition. As fellow villagers, Chen Peng, Wu You and Mi Xian'er all comforted a few words, but this could not make Hou Qianli's mood improve in the slightest. He is twenty-two years old this year, and the next Xigeng faction's entrance test will be nine years later, and he will be thirty-one years old at that time, which means that he has now broken off his way to worship the Xigeng faction.

At the end of the second day's competition, thirty-two monks were selected to advance to the next round, and three of them could be said to be significantly higher than the other monks, which attracted the attention of others. The first of them is Huang Zhiyuan, in addition to the monk Tao Shengxing from Qingmang County, and the monk Luo Yong from Heyin County, all three of them crushed their opponents with a cultivation that was obviously much higher than others. The other monks secretly prayed that they would have to draw lots in the next round to avoid the three monks. However, it is difficult to say whether there is any hidden strength among the remaining monks, and not everyone shows their full strength in the first round like these three people, some people like to show off, and some people are naturally cautious, maybe among the other twenty-nine monks, there are people who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. At least that's what Chen Peng thought, he wouldn't despise any monk, at least he didn't have the strength to pay it all.

At the end of the second day, the lottery was not drawn immediately, but was put on the morning of the third day. The monks came to the trial ground early to draw lots, Chen Peng opened the bag and took out the lottery paper to see that there was a big red word written on it, and he didn't expect that the second round would draw a lot.

"Let's start the second round of the competition, and the monk who draws the No. 1 lottery will end up. The voice of the Chief of the West Cloud Dao sounded, although it didn't sound high, but it was clearly transmitted to every corner of the trial ground.

"Just a few dry words, the atmosphere will not be mobilized at all, it is simply a failed host who can't fail again. Chen Peng turned his mind and walked to the field, it is now the third day of the competition, this Xiyun Dao Chief said that whoever will end the game, who will win, or the beginning of the competition, the end of the competition, just a few words, it is almost calluses in people's ears.

"Huh?" Chen Peng slowly walked towards the field, looking around, but saw a person walking out of the crowd in front of him on his right, wearing a lake-blue robe, it was Huang Zhiyuan.

At this time, Huang Zhiyuan also saw Chen Peng's figure, and said with a smile: "The surname Chen is really narrow, and today your dream will be ruined in my hands." ”

The corners of Chen Peng's mouth twitched, and he sneered: "Huang Zhiyuan, you are really ashamed, I said that your family is all virtuous, and they are all so ignorant of the sky." Zhao Changkong was defeated in my hands, Huang Xingyuan was also defeated in my hands, I still remember their arrogant words at that time now, and then, I think you can't get rid of the fate of being sick and sympathetic to them. ”

"It's useless to talk more, let's see the real chapter under our hands, I'll let you, a dirt bun, see how big the gap is between you and a child of a family like me. After saying that, Huang Zhiyuan suddenly urged his vitality, kicked his feet on the ground violently, and the whole person shot towards Chen Peng like a cannonball, and the clothes on his body were all driven by the air current. When I arrived in front of him, I heard him shout "heh", exhaled and struck out with both palms, and the two forces were superimposed together, increasing the power.

Chen Peng was also aroused by his words of dirt buns, and suddenly urged ninety percent of his vitality, and used the Hundred Battles Fist Method, and his fists poked out from his chest like two spears, and immediately collided with Huang Zhiyuan's palms.

There was a loud "bang", and the monks seemed to feel as if the air was also shaken. Looking at the two people on the field, their fists and palms were countered, and they fought hard, but they were evenly matched, and no one fell behind. Huang Zhiyuan is okay, the strength shown in the first round is extraordinary, I didn't expect this Chen Peng to hide so deeply, the first round obviously did not come up with real means, otherwise cleaning up that Wu Bufan is a matter of three moves and two styles.

In addition to not urging the Tiger Roar Gong this time, Chen Peng also almost took out all his strength. Huang Zhiyuan is more than a step stronger than his cousin, and if he hides it again at this time, I am afraid it will be really self-defeating. At the moment when the fists and palms intersected, all of a sudden, Huang Zhiyuan's two arms were like spiritual snakes, and a pair of arms towards Chen Peng were wrapped, and with a fierce twist, Chen Peng seemed to feel as if there were really two giant pythons wrapped around his arms. Chen Peng hurriedly urged the vitality, poured between his arms, and shook suddenly, his arms suddenly seemed to be thickened, and Huang Xingyuan's arms bounced away. At this moment, Chen Peng suddenly had an alarm in his heart, and hurriedly urged his vitality to jump back.

As soon as Chen Peng jumped away, he saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, but it was Huang Zhiyuan who kicked him silently. Chen Peng couldn't help but have a layer of cold sweat on his back, this Central Plains Xiuzhen family family is really extraordinary, I don't know what kind of move it is, it is silent, just like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and fortunately he has rolled in life and death, and he has escaped this trick with his intuition in the dark. Although even if you are kicked, you will not necessarily lose, but if you miss the first move this time, I am afraid that you will lose everywhere in the future.

"Huh" Huang Zhiyuan was a little surprised, don't look at this move, he seems to be easy, but in fact, it is a big killing move he relies on, he didn't expect that not only did he not have a move to defeat the enemy, but he didn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes. This kind of killing move can only be used once, which has the miraculous effect of attacking its unpreparedness, and if the opponent is prepared in the future, the power of this move will be greatly reduced.

"Take me another trick and try it. Huang Zhiyuan snorted, and flashed up again, but this time it was different from the beginning, his body was like an antelope hanging on its horns, there was no trace, and one move was full of explosive power. Chen Peng was also ruthless, he had the heart to test his strength, and he didn't urge the Tiger Roar, and he fought with his opponent with his own strength alone.

At this time, Chen Peng saw the gap between himself and his opponent, although his vitality was deeper than that of his opponent, but the subtlety of his moves was indeed not small, and he was at a disadvantage for a while, only the ability to parry, and there was no power to fight back. This Huang Zhiyuan's vitality is much deeper than that of his cousin Huang Xingyuan, and the urging moves are more subtle and round, but Chen Peng is also confident in his heart, one is that he still has the tiger roar at the bottom of the box without urging, and the other is that although he is at a disadvantage, he is still a little embarrassed, but he is not unable to parry.

However, under the fists and feet of the two, Chen Peng's appearance looked a little embarrassed, his clothes were ordinary cloth cutting, although it was already intentionally made very firm, the fabric was several times thicker than the clothes worn by ordinary people, and the sewing needles and threads were also a few more than sewing ordinary clothes. But now under the fight between the two, they still can't bear it, especially the sleeves on a pair of arms, which have been torn into rags and hung on their shoulders, and the clothes on their bodies are also torn in many places, looking like beggars in addition to being clean. Looking at Huang Zhiyuan again, a piece of clothing is obviously cut from spiritual cloth, without any damage, compared with the two, one is embarrassed and the other is chic, not to mention cultivation, this bearing is already high.

This is also the sadness of the low-level casual cultivation, although most people are naturally very wealthy compared to mortals, but in the eyes of monks, they look no different from the name of Hanako, and their food and clothing are all mortal. Like Chen Peng, now he doesn't even have a weapon for self-defense, where do you ask him to have the money to buy another set of clothes for himself. In the first two days of the competition, this kind of situation abounded, most of the monks wore ordinary things, and often after a competition, in the end, it was like two people named Hanako fighting, both of them were in tattered clothes. Therefore, the monks prepared several sets of clothes, and each round had to change into one set.

This situation is nothing for the friar, except for the appearance of losing his identity, after all, the clothes are torn, and they can still cover their shame. When competing, no one will deliberately tear each other's clothes and make each other ugly. If this is the case, then the Xiyun Daoist will not sit idly by, after all, the Xigeng faction recruits disciples faster than anyone who tears the other party's clothes. But it's too embarrassing for the female cultivators, and no one wants to play with a sudden burst of spring, so the female cultivators who came to participate in the competition tried every possible way to buy themselves clothes cut from spiritual cloth, even if the clothes that can't be cut from head to toe are spiritual cloth, at least the close-fitting clothes will not be made of ordinary products, and the guarantee is not so much as *** As for the others, it can't be so much, after all, compared with cultivation, the others are floating clouds, and they can only stand aside.