The competition had already begun, and Zhou Qian rushed straight towards Wang Yan, and at the same time, Wang Yan also rushed through. The two swords pressed each other, fists and palms. Sword to sword, palm to palm, the two have exchanged close white moves in an instant.

On the other side, He Jingru fought against Zhang Zhitao, but he was in a bad situation. Zhang Zhitao's strength is much higher than her, and unlike her, Zhang Zhitao is an all-round talent, except for speed, she has no aspect that can compete with him. Therefore, at the beginning of the competition, He Jingru gave full play to her advantage in speed, launched attacks from all directions, and replaced defense with offense, trying to obtain fighters and gain an advantage. However, I don't know what kind of results will be achieved.

After Zhou Qian and Wang Yan fought for nearly a hundred moves, the two had already become angry. Wang Yan took a deep breath, a flame appeared on the long sword, it was obvious that he had started to use martial arts, Zhou Qian clenched the long sword with both hands, the sword was glowing with a faint white light, and he also decided to use martial arts to fight back.

"Stone-breaking sword. "The Flame Sword. "Zhou Gan's tricks are as steady as a rock and heavy as a mountain; Wang Yan's moves are as swift as lightning and as fierce as fire. The white light and the fire intersected violently, and the two sides continued to erode each other. Eventually, both dissipated at the same time, and the two long swords collided heavily. Sweat was streaming down their foreheads, and both used all their strength to try to defeat the other.

He Jingru quickly circled in a circle, attacking from all directions, but Zhang Zhitao's defense was as steady as a mountain, and it was useless for her to attack. Unable to attack for a long time, coupled with the fact that rapid movement consumes a lot of physical strength, He Jingru has begun to gasp, her body has already been wet with sweat, and she is already in a rather bad situation. At this time, Zhang Zhitao smiled faintly: "I finally started to get tired." Immediately pounced on He Jingru, Zhang Zhitao counterattacked!

"Zhang Zhitao has achieved an absolute upper hand, and He Jingru is not good. And Zhou Qian and Wang Yan are still in a stalemate, the two seem to be evenly matched, and it is not clear who has the advantage at present. ”

"Their strength is comparable, their skills are the same, and the martial arts they have learned are all about the same, so it seems to be a protracted battle. ”

"In the end, it depends on their perseverance, who is strong and who is weak. If nothing else, Zhang Zhitao will win, while Zhou Qian and Wang Yan can't see the winner yet, and maybe it will end in a draw. ”

The elders on the stage couldn't help but comment.

With a "bang", the long sword in Zhou Gan and Wang Yan's hands was broken. The two long swords couldn't stand such a powerful force and broke apart at the same time. Both of them couldn't help but take dozens of steps back, and then they both threw away the long swords in their hands and quickly rushed towards each other.

"Flame Palm. ”

"Broken stone palms. ”

"Agni ham. ”

"Cracked Stone Fist. ”

Another fist and palm intersected heavily, and both of them took dozens of steps back, dozens of footprints on the stone slab under their feet. Both couldn't help but gasp and stare at each other.

"You're finally gasping for air. Wang Yan couldn't help but laugh.

"Aren't you the same? Zhou Qian replied.

"It looks like you can't hold out for long, so let me take care of you. Wang Yan sneered. After saying that, he rushed towards Zhou Qian and threw a punch.

"Big talker, let's see who can't hold on first. Zhou Qian did not hesitate, and also threw a punch.

Zhang Zhitao rushed towards He Jingru, a sword slashed out, and a sword light rushed straight towards He Jingru. Immediately, a crack opened in the ground that was a foot deep and an inch wide, and the power of this sword was so terrifying.

He Jingru subconsciously flashed to the side and narrowly dodged. However, as soon as he dodged over, the wind behind him was blown, and he was hit in the back by a palm, and his whole body fell to the side, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

It turned out that Zhang Zhitao knew that He Jingru would choose to dodge, and with her speed, she would inevitably dodge, so after a sword was split, she quickly caught up with a palm. With her physical strength and the fact that she had just dodged a powerful attack, she couldn't dodge her own attack at all. The facts were as he expected, He Jingru was hit by this palm, and she was basically lost.

He Jingru's long sword supported the ground, her body staggered to her feet, and then arched her hand: "I lost." Senior brother is really powerful, I admire junior sister. ”

Zhang Zhitao smiled faintly: "Senior brother is just older than you, and his cultivation time is longer than yours." In a few years, I'm afraid I won't be your match. ”

He Jingru smiled: "Senior brother is too modest. As I progress, so do you. It's not easy to catch up with you!" said this, but she was very happy in her heart, and she was proud that she was not willing to lose to anyone.

Then the two stopped talking and quietly watched the other battlefield.

Zhou Gan and Wang Yan punched together, and then Wang Yan kicked Zhou Gan's lower abdomen with a fierce ham, and at the same time, Zhou Gan's broken stone palm was also printed on Wang Yan's chest. The two were repelled by each other for dozens of paces. The two looked at each other and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The two exchanged hundreds of tricks, and finally saw blood. It seems that this is not only a protracted battle, but also a bitter one.