In this lively venue, the four seats in front of the crowd were a little turbulent, and the terrifying blood and qi fluctuations of the four sides were constantly impacting, and it was obvious that the three parties were gathered together, making the remaining party a little overwhelmed.

The man called Zhou Tong, with flowing silver hair casually draped on the shining silver robe with a rusty purple moon orchid, he tilted his head slightly, his expression was quiet and serene, the corners of his mouth curved into a smile arc, one hand on the propped leg, the movement was natural and chic, and asked lightly: "You are a little out-of-this, don't you need to give me such a big gift!"

The sword-eyed man frowned, his voice was a little cold, and he asked, "The master of the door has driven my Lin family without permission, it seems to make no sense."

The remaining two looked at the silver-robed man, their eyes full of anger.

At this time, everyone was also absorbed by this, and at this moment, the square seats, the crowd gathered, and the turmoil arose.

Someone in the crowd whispered: "That Zhou Tong, it is said that the realm is one level higher than our family master, and there is a person in the Xiaoxuanmen who has a higher realm than him, if our Lin family has a conflict with him, it is really unwise."

Someone else said, "What are you afraid of?" The blood spirit of our master is the sword spirit, the master kills, and is invincible in the same realm. ”

"Yes, that's right, maybe the head of the family can cross the ranks and fight, why bother to grow the morale of others and destroy his own prestige."

......

"Patriarch Lin, Zhou just came to see Ling Gongzi's strength, isn't this okay?" The silver-robed man laughed.

The sword-eyed man looked at him for a moment and stopped talking.

The second elder on the stage looked a little confused at this time, and thought in his heart: "Why did so many things happen today?" Not usually! The old man looked at the bamboo slip in his hand, which recorded a series of serial numbers, and the old man shouted loudly: "In the first game, Party A's No. 5 vs. Party B's No. 5, please come out."

A young man in a black shirt walked through the crowd, his black eyes flashed smartly, looking at the young man in a green shirt who walked forward, his face was a little stiff at first, and it all turned into ecstasy.

The second elder watched silently and said loudly: "Please ask the opponents on both sides to report their fists to show respect in the martial arts."

The two teenagers looked at each other and hugged their fists, the black-shirted young man smiled and said with a smile: "Young Master Lin, my name is Lin Fang, I will hurt the young master later, and I hope that the young master will not be surprised, but the fists and feet have no eyes, the young master must be careful."

When the young man in the green shirt heard this, his bright face was full of smiles, "You do your best, I'm free!" ”

The black-shirted young man was a little annoyed, his four fingers were clasped inward, and a punch passed, containing surging blood and qi, looking at the fluctuations that came, he already had the strength of the sixth stage of blood and qi, he thought to himself: "The young master is only the fifth stage of blood and qi, this simple punch should be enough."

Seeing that the scene was not as he imagined, the simple punch was dissolved by the young man's casual wave of his sleeves, and the black-shirted young man looked at the blood qi fluctuation, there were already six stages of blood qi, and the corner of his mouth murmured: "I still underestimate you, but so what?"

At this moment, the young man in the green shirt didn't move, just stood there, the young man in the black shirt carried the blood qi of the whole body, and the blood qi followed the muscles and veins of the whole body, converging on the right fist, if it was just child's play just now, then now it is the main event.

The strength of the whole body was unreservedly released, rolling up gusts of wind, whistling past, and another punch smashed hard at the young man in green shirt, and the young man thought: "This punch should be able to put him down."

However, unexpectedly, the young man still waved his sleeves, and the entire figure of the black-shirted young man changed, and the green-shirted young man pointed at him at will, and the rich blood fluctuations washed his body, and his whole person flew upside down, and the deathly silence in the audience instantly sounded a thunderous cheer, and the sword-eyed man in front of the seat also nodded, only Lin Zijian's face was disdainful.

The black-shirted young man spit out a mouthful of blood and said hoarsely: "Seven stages of blood, I am not unjustly lost."

The young man in the green shirt looked at the cheers from the audience, his heart couldn't help but tighten, it felt like he had never had before, the next four competitions, a gray-robed young man seemed a little prominent, he defeated the opponent in a few moves, and won quite easily, which inevitably made the green-shirted young man a little sideways, and the gray-robed young man used the family's basic spell Qingfeng swordsmanship, but he used it relatively poorly, not as soft as Lin Jian's idiot, fluttering, dancing the sword like a fish playing in the water, and the next few games, did not call Lin Zixuan, and that group of people, The two of them also appeared, the identities of the two were from the Council of Elders, the gray-robed man was named Lin Mu, the grandson of the three elders, and the relationship between the three elders and the Taishang Elder was irreversible, so the Lin Mu and Lin Zijian were good friends, and Lin Mu was headed by Lin Zijian, and the remaining one was just an ordinary clansman of the Lin family.

At this moment, the old man with the goatee smiled and said: "Next, the rest of the competition is the focus, and the old man will not talk nonsense, let's wait and see!"

"Party A's No. 5 vs. Party B's No. 3!"

The unknown young man slowly walked forward, bowed slightly, and hugged his fists, and Lin Zixuan also returned the salute with his fists.

"Young master, my name is Lin Anping, the eighth stage of blood and qi, win against you, and then win against Lin Mu, the qualifications of the clan tower belong to me." Juvenile Road.

Lin Zixuan looked at the young man's eager eyes and said slowly: "Your utilitarian heart is too heavy, and you are not suitable for cultivation."

"Humph! How do you know? Wait until I defeat you, and you'll know if I'm fit for practice. The boy said angrily.

Lin Zixuan looked at the fluctuation of the eighth stage of the young man's blood and qi and roared out, not panicking at all, just like the posture he was standing in when he defeated Lin Fang, the young man looked at this scene, and his anger deepened, "Do you really think of me as that Lin Fang?" I also underestimate me, I will teach you a good lesson for the head of the family! The boy thought to himself.

"Luo Yunzhang!" The boy snorted.

I saw a huge palm print slowly forming in the air, mixed with thick blood fluctuations, and quickly hit the young man, Lin Zixuan's face did not change, his left hand clenched into a fist, and swung forward, a light curtain formed a hemispherical shield in front of the young man, the huge palm print touched the light curtain, instantly turned into nothingness, and the air was banging continuously, the young man saw this scene, and mocked: "The young master is really the young master, this kind of exercise is not what we ordinary people have, but, next, you may be surprised, but don't be afraid, Because, like this! ”

The young man was short of breath, sweating profusely, the heat in the air was soaring, and there was a trace of fire beating, Lin Zixuan at this moment was a little uncomfortable, and his skin also felt burning.

Offstage, the Great Elder looked at this scene, a little surprised, and muttered to the sword-eyed man beside him: "Patriarch, this Lin Anping has a deep understanding of flames!"

"No, I see that his breath is erratic, sweating profusely, and his face is pale, which is caused by the exhaustion of his whole body's aura, and I suspect that he must have resorted to foreign objects."

On the stage, the young man's fist was flaming, and another punch smashed at him.

"Jian'er, how sure are you that you can take this punch?" The white-haired old man asked.

"Less than fifty percent!" The black-robed man said solemnly.

I saw Lin Zixuan raise his right hand, the light curtain became more condensed, and the young man smiled, this punch rushed down like a bamboo, the light curtain of the shock kept trembling, and the flames kept burning, but it was only outside, which shows how thick the light curtain is.

"Are you just hiding?" The boy said defiantly.

"No"

"Hehe, how long can you hide in this turtle shell?"

I saw Lin Zixuan spread out the light curtain, and a delicate face appeared in front of everyone, with a slight smile on his face.

"Actually, I don't have to hide! Because...... Hit you with just one punch! ”