Although the civil officials were angrily reprimanded, they were a little angry. But because the man was the son of the lord of the southern city, he could only swallow his anger.

"The third game, Guangcheng Zhao Tong, against, Nancheng Wang Yi!"

After taking a few deep breaths to calm his irritability, the civil official raised his hands above his head again, and then after a short pause, he waved them down again.

After waving his hand, there was an explosion in the surrounding air, and a black figure, at an extremely fast speed, rushed out directly, smashing his fist at Wang Yi, who had not yet reacted.

When he felt that there was a terrifying and dangerous force above his head, Wang Yi finally reacted, and at the same time, he didn't care about the injury, he stepped on it violently, endured the severe pain that came, and his figure flew out quickly.

Boom!

As soon as Wang Yi left, the black shadow above his head fell, and with a bang, the two fists of the owner's strong spiritual power slammed down, and with a bang, a big pit immediately appeared on the ground, and the pit was densely covered with terrifying spider webs.

"Whew, it's fine. ”

Looking at the position he was standing in before, Wang Yi couldn't help jumping in his heart, if he hadn't run fast at that time, he would have been in the same place at this time, he would have already been bombarded into meat foam.

"Boy, don't think you're going to escape!" A whistling sound sounded in his ears, and Zhao Tong's figure, with strong spiritual power fluctuations, rushed straight towards Wang Yi with the sound of the whistling long wind.

Zhao Tong, who was running wildly, slowly raised his left fist, and at the same time mobilized a large amount of spiritual power in his body, which was directly gathered on the fist, until the swirling spiritual power was attracted around him, and then he smashed forward violently.

Bang bang bang!

Zhao Tong's fist with all his strength, before it hit anyone, was in the air, by detonating the surrounding air, producing a series of breaking sounds, with a terrifying sound, directly smashed into Wang Yi's head.

"Whew. ”

In the face of such a fierce attack, Wang Yi's heart tightened, his brows were gloomy, his footsteps slammed on the ground, and his body quickly retreated backwards.

Wang Yi's retreat, but in exchange, Zhao Tong's footsteps moved slightly, but his body suddenly accelerated and flew forward, clenching his fist in his hand, and falling directly like a storm.

At this moment, the new injury in Wang Yi's body was suddenly involved, which immediately brought a strong sense of pain, and his body couldn't help but stagnate.

"Break the Army Fist!"

Seeing such a good fighter, Zhao Tong naturally would not let go of such a good opportunity, the right fist in his hand was quickly raised, and the spiritual power was tilted out again, releasing a four-grade spiritual skill.

With such a ferocious offensive, it quickly flew to Wang Yi's side.

Just being involved in the injury, Wang Yi couldn't help but close his eyes, and when he opened them again, the spiritual skill had already rushed to the front door.

"Not good. sighed in his heart, Wang Yi really couldn't keep up with this speed.

Boom!

A punch fell quickly, smashing into Wang Yi's face firmly, with a terrifying bone cracking sound, dripping blood flew out of Wang Yi's face, and he himself was also taken out by the fist and smashed into the ground.

"Stop!"

Seeing Wang Yi being beaten into an appearance, Wang Hong, who had been watching the battle, suddenly showed a distressed expression on his face, and his footsteps slammed towards the ground, his figure flashed, and he rushed directly to Wang Yi who fell to the ground.

After seeing Wang Hong's departure, the city lord of Guangcheng immediately stared at him, and his heart jumped suddenly, and he also slapped his chair with his palm, and his body immediately went towards the center of the battlefield.

Swish!

With a sound like a sharp sword unsheathed, after Wang Hong picked up Wang Yi on the ground, he flashed again, and the next moment he gently returned to the side of the Nancheng camp.

The city lord of Guangcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth.

He originally thought that Wang Hong, seeing that his son was no enemy, was going to assassinate Zhao Tong, so he was so nervous.

Now it seems that this Wang Hong is also old and has become an old man who dotes on children infinitely.

"Announce it. The city lord of Guangcheng looked at him and said in a light tone.

Seeing the city lord's gaze, the civil official finally breathed a sigh of relief, finally a person from Guangcheng won, or his own son, otherwise the city lord would be angry.

"In the third game, Zhao Tong won!" said the civil official with a trace of blood on his face, and read aloud.

At this point, the first round of the competition was completed, and a few people were not enough to determine the winner, so the opponents were rearranged.

The first game was Lin Wanzhou against Wang Yi.

As a result, it can be imagined that although Wang Yi's realm is one level higher than Lin Wanzhou's, his foundation is unstable, which is the biggest flaw.

Lin Wanzhou grasped this weakness of the other party and tried it directly, and every move was leading him towards a bigger flaw.

To Lin Wanzhou's surprise, he shouldn't have succeeded so easily, and people with a little combat knowledge knew that this was a trap.

After winning so simply, Lin Wanzhou didn't even see a trace of excitement in her eyes, she just walked back silently and sat down quietly.

In the next game, Zhu Xiao played against Liu Ming.

The two of them were of equal strength, so they faced each other for almost half an hour in the middle of the scene, and the two had already faced each other for seventy or eighty moves.

It seems that the two not only have the same realm, but also have combat experience.

The battle between the two lasted for a while, and finally it was Liu Ming, who was injured by Lin Wanzhou, and the injuries in his body were driven.

Liu Ming was directly shocked by the strong spiritual power contained in the big knife and flew out for several feet, and after hitting a tree, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth before he slowly fell to the ground and lay down.

Seeing this, Zhu Xiao immediately let out a sigh, hurriedly transported his spiritual power, flew over, stretched out his hand, used the spiritual power of his whole body, and carefully used the soft spiritual power to pull Liu Ming up.

"Are you alright? After Zhu Xiao pulled Liu Ming up, he immediately asked in a soft voice, with a moving look between his eyebrows, and there was concern in his tone.

Seeing the beautiful appearance of the girl, Liu Ming couldn't help but be stunned, his face was slightly red, he took the girl's hand and stood up, turned around at the same time, and a snorting voice came: "Thank you...... Thank you, I'm fine. ”

Everyone looked at this scene, and couldn't help nodding and smiling, the two have similar strength, similar age, and are both born into big families, and they are very compatible with each other.

However, a trace of solemnity rose in Xie Fan's eyes, and he was constantly thinking about the next way to play in his heart, because his next opponent was the ninth-order Zhao Tong.

"Xiaofan, don't be too nervous, play steadily, and try to find his weaknesses. Li Lingyu, who was on the side, suddenly reminded loudly, and patted the young man's shoulder with a gentle face.

"Hmm. ”

Hearing Li Lingyu's explanation, Xie Fan's heart, which was still extremely anxious just now, gradually eased down at this time, and his heart slowly became clearer.

His eyes returned to their previous sharpness, and he casually glanced at his last opponent, Zhao Tong.

"Next, Xie Fan will face Zhao Tong!" said the civil official in a loud voice.

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately burst into heated discussions, and after waiting for a long time, they finally waited for this scene, and among the six people, the two strongest were the strongest.

One is a genius who has the strength of the seventh order, the eighth order, and even has a great upper hand, Xie Fan.

The other is Zhao Tong, who relied on the highest realm of the six people, to directly reduce the ten guilds with one force, and directly suppressed others by brute force.

In the midst of the discussion, the two had slowly walked to the center of the battlefield, separated by more than ten feet, standing opposite each other.

Looking at the seventh-order young man in front of him, a trace of disdain flashed in Zhao Tong's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were also in a mocking arc, and at the same time, he stretched his waist, his eyes condensed, and strong spiritual power fluctuations followed.

Xie Fan's long sword was still behind him, he rubbed his hands, loosened his shoulders again, and at the same time, the spiritual power in his body slowly spread out.

"Boy, it's better to go back early, otherwise I'll cripple you later!" Looking at each other from afar, the corners of Zhao Tong's mouth moved slightly, and fierce words slowly spit out from his mouth.

"Then you can give it a try. Xie Fan clasped his hands behind his head, his eyes glanced at Zhao Tong indifferently, his lips opened slightly, and the words that were not salty or light slowly sounded.

"Why, I'm going to see if you still have the face to say such things when you're lying on the ground. Looking at Xie Fan's indifferent eyes, Zhao Tong's heart immediately rose with a nameless fire, gritted his teeth, and said sharply.

But after that, Xie Fan didn't pay attention to him, just rubbed his shoulders by himself.

Zhao Tong cast a sharp eye and threw himself at the civil official standing aside.

Looking at the eyes that had the intention to kill, the civil official immediately understood, and quickly shouted: "The game is on!"

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, the two people on the battlefield, their figures, disappeared at the same time, and there were gusts of wind blowing on the battlefield, and there were two figures faintly in the middle of the wind and sand.

In the midst of the scene, the people under the Yuan Shen Realm could only see two people turning into black shadows, constantly circling in circles to bring tornadoes.

And the few people above the Yuan Shen Realm can clearly see the trajectory of the movement of the two, which is not a regular circle at all, but a constant confrontation, constantly dodging, and a strong wind brought up by the movement.

Li Lingyu, Wang Hong, Guangcheng City Lord and others who were on the side all saw that when Xie Fan was running wildly, a line of fire came out from the soles of his feet, igniting the surroundings.

And Zhao Tong used the method of getting up, like an irregular wind, drifting wantonly, often dodging the enemy's attacks in an incomprehensible way, and attacking them at an elusive angle.

The two of them did this for dozens of moves, and the spiritual power in their bodies finally appeared to be exhausted, and their speed slowed down.

"Break the Army!"

As soon as he landed and stopped, before the people watching could react, Zhao Tong actually squatted directly and sent a punch directly.

Boom!

The sound of a fierce explosion suddenly sounded here, and Zhao Tong's palm wind, with extremely powerful spiritual power, slapped directly at Xie Fan's left chest.

Faced with this unexpected and swift palm, Xie Fan first took a few steps back, and when the momentum of spiritual power weakened, Xie Fan held a sharp sword and stepped forward again.