The first game of the competition ended with a complete crushing, and the host held a megaphone and said loudly: "In the first game, No. 2 wins! No. 75 is eliminated, and he will be assigned to the fourth class, that is, the worst Ding class!" After speaking, he raised his middle finger high to show his disdain for the fourth class.

With the host's movements, the audience booed, and many people raised their middle fingers in the direction where No. 75 was carried down.

The strong are respected, and the winner is king! The loser will even have his dignity trampled on! Is this the law of this world? Ye Wentian secretly clenched his fists.

"Who will appear next? His martial spirit is the king of beasts, his single horn can pierce the sky, and he is as fast as the wind and lightning fast! Have you guessed it?" The host circled his fingers, and his voice suddenly raised and shouted: "That's right! He is the third son of the city lord, the genius boy of the one-horned wind tiger! Let us invite the shining star of this game - Hua Tian with warm cheers!"

At the instigation of the host, the audience cheered like a tide, applause was like thunder, and the rolling sound shook Ip Mantian's ears with pain, and secretly said in his heart: This host is simply blatantly stammering, the higher you hold it, the worse I will let him fall.

The iron door opened, and Hua Tian, dressed in a cyan power suit, walked out with his arms waved, and couldn't help but let out a tiger roar from his mouth.

What came out on the other side was a thin and tall white-clothed young man, facing the rainbow-like momentum of the whole audience blessing Hua Tian, but he did not show timidity at all, his pace was steady, his breath was peaceful, and he walked to a place thirty meters away from Hua Tian and stood still.

The host was suspended in the air: "Martial spirits on both sides!"

Hua Tian's arms were spread, and with a low roar, the muscles in his body began to swell wildly, holding up the strength suit high, his hair began to change color, and in the middle of his forehead, a single horn broke out of the skin, and the cyan spiritual power was released, forming an eleven-inch spiritual flame. After not seeing each other for four days, Hua Tian actually obtained the first spirit ring and was promoted to a spirit priest.

The tall and thin white-clothed young man spread his hands, the light flashed, and a two-meter long stick appeared in his hand, and the dark cyan spiritual power formed a ten-inch spiritual flame and rose up, and the long stick danced out of a storm, staring at Hua Tian coldly and whispering: "I heard that you were beaten very badly on Jinyu Street, and it has only been a few days since you recovered? Is it really because of the thick skin? I really want to meet the person who beat you." ”

The words of the young man in white just poked Hua Tian's sore spot, and Hua Tian's face suddenly turned hideous: "I don't care how you know, you don't want to get out of this arena alive today!"

"The game is on!" the host took the conversation between the two into his ears and waved his hand to announce the start of the game.

Hua Tian roared angrily, and couldn't wait to pounce on the tall and thin white-clothed young man, it was a move of a hungry tiger to pounce on food, and a pair of tiger palms were slapped down, bringing a burst of whistling.

The white-clothed young man was not shocked, his steps were not bad, and the long stick flew around his body, and then a stick stabbed out and stabbed Hua Tian's throat.

Hua Tian didn't dodge, slapped one palm on the side of the long stick, and the other slapped straight to the door of the white-clothed young man.

The tiger's palm had almost touched the tip of the white-clothed boy's nose, and the white-clothed young man suddenly leaned back, his upper body was almost folded at a right angle, and at the same time, the long stick in his hand was raised, which was the chin of the world.

"Whew!" The chin is a relatively fragile part of the face, Hua Tian let out a roar of pain, and the body that pounced on him was raised by a foot, and the power of the forward pounce was also skillfully dissolved.

After all, Hua Tian was possessed by the Beast Martial Spirit, and although this attack could bring pain, it was difficult to really hurt him. I saw Hua Tianhu's palm grasp the long stick, clenched it suddenly, and then kicked it in the air, wrapped in a strong spiritual flame, and kicked the white-clothed young man in front of the door.

The white-clothed young man smiled slightly, the long stick in his hand disappeared suddenly, his toes were a little bit, he floated away, and then grabbed the void, and the long stick appeared again.

This is the advantage of the martial spirit, which can be gathered or dispersed, and come and go without a trace.

Hua Tian felt that he had been tricked, his face was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, and when he stomped his foot, a dark yellow spirit ring rose from his feet and hung around his waist.

"Little Master Hua Tian is really a genius! How old is he? Ten years old? He actually became an eleventh-level spiritual master, and the Heavenly Talent Yue back then was just like that!"

"Young Master Hua Tian is ranked fifth on the list, and he is so strong, isn't the top four ......?"

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

"Suffer death! First Spiritual Skill: The Roar of the Wind Tiger!" Hua Tian suddenly bowed his waist and opened his mouth, letting out an earth-shattering roar, and the rolling waves formed visible ripples that spread to all sides, and the ripples that attacked the white-clothed young man were particularly violent.

It was actually exactly the same as Hua Yue's first spiritual technique, and it seemed that their family had summed up the most suitable cultivation direction.

Facing Hua Tian's first spirit skill, the white-clothed young man finally showed a dignified look, and an identical yellow spirit ring rose up, instantly shining.

The long stick in the hand of the young man in white burst into a green light, conjured up a dragon head, came out of his hand, and went straight to Hua Tian's heart against the direction of the sound wave.

Ye Wentian's brows furrowed slightly, the young man in white actually gave up his defense! Facing the skill of 'Wind Tiger's Roar', he himself would never dare to take it hard before he had a spirit ring. But after thinking about it, this young man can be regarded as an instant decision, Hua Tian's skill is a sonic attack, ignoring physical defense, which makes people wary of it, and the young man's long stick belongs to the physics department, and the young man throws the long stick, he must want to fight for a lose-lose ending.

The sound waves and the long stick staggered past each other without any collision. The speed of the sound wave was so fast that it reached the young man in white almost instantly, and it was too late for the young man in white to dodge.

Hit head-on by the sound wave, the young man in white suddenly snorted miserably, his mouth spurted blood, and his entire body flew backwards with the impact, and two blood lines in his ears flowed down his cheeks.

Almost at the same time, the dragon head transformed into a long stick also hit Hua Tian's chest. Hua Tian immediately sank his waist, his feet were nailed to the ground, and he was pushed back by a long stick to draw a full dozen meters, plowing and removing two deep marks.

Not far away, the young man in white barely stood up and touched the blood on the corner of his mouth: "I'm defeated!" But I'll wait to see what happens to you, I know that the person who beat you that day will also participate in the competition......

Hua Tian forcibly swallowed the blood that rushed to his throat, endured the sharp pain of his broken chest, and raised his arms and screamed.

The host raised the megaphone and shouted excitedly: "In the second game, Hua Tiansheng everyone, cheer for him!"

Ye Wentian shook his head secretly, this young man in white has a good cultivation and solid martial arts, but unfortunately he still has too little actual combat experience. If you can take advantage of the characteristics of the weapon martial spirit to gather and disperse, constantly fly Huatian kites, and fight around him, it is possible to win.