In this competition, six candidates are in a single round-robin system. (.23w[x].

Each of them had to fight the other five one by one.

Combined, it's a total of fifteen duels. There is no order of appearance, and the six candidates can challenge each other at will.

Jiang Long was the first to appear and challenged Ye Zhan by name, and it was obvious that he was pinching Ye Zhan as a soft persimmon. is to win Ye Zhan first, take the lead in getting three points, and occupy a psychological advantage.

"Challenge me first?"

"It's okay, a fight!"

Ye Zhan's body moved, and he quickly reached the ring.

"The Xuan-level low-grade martial art I practiced, "Mixed Dragon Claw". Ye Zhan, I know you're good at using a sword, draw your sword!"

Jiang Long put on a posture, stared at Ye Zhan, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Not necessarily!"

Ye Zhan carried his hands behind his back and stood proudly.

"Look for death!"

Ye Zhan didn't pull out his sword, which made Jiang Long feel the contempt of the other party, he shouted angrily, his body moved, and he came straight to Ye Zhan, and slammed Ye Zhan's left shoulder with a claw: "Qinglong out of the water!"

"Horizontal palm!" Seeing Jiang Long's attack on him with one move, Ye Zhan directly unleashed the horizontal palm in "Fuhu Fist" to block Jiang Long's attack.

Bang bang bang!

The two of them shot extremely fast, exchanging seven or eight moves in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Long used the Xuan-level low-grade martial art "Mixed Dragon Claw", while Ye Zhan used the yellow-level martial art "Fuhu Fist". "Mixed Dragon Claw" is extremely powerful, and the momentum of the attack is amazing, so that Jiang Long has the upper hand in an instant, and Ye Zhan seems to only have the ability to parry, and has no power to fight back.

"It is worthy of being the second master of the inner gate, as soon as he came up, he pressed that Ye Zhan to fight!" Not far behind the Sect Master, Elders and the others, several young men and women stood proudly. These people are all masters in the top ranks of the core disciples of the Water Cloud Sect, and Nangong Lin is among them.

"Brothers and sisters, who do you think can win among these two?"

The one who spoke was a tall young man, he was Feng Zixiu, the number one core disciple of the Water Cloud Sect, and he was a powerhouse who had stepped into the level of the Yijin Realm.

In the entire young generation of Zihai Mansion, Feng Zixiu's strength is the absolute top ten, or even the top five.

"Judging from the current situation, Jiang Long is likely to win. ”

A young woman next to her said.

She is Jiang Xuerong, who is ranked second in the core disciple of the Water Cloud Sect, and is said to be a distant relative of Jiang Long.

"I think that Ye Shengli is more likely, and he is obviously more comfortable. Another young man said.

This is Zhu Haobo, who is the third core disciple, and he is obviously optimistic about Tang Lei.

"Senior Sister Nangong, what do you think?"

Feng Zixiu took the initiative to open his mouth and asked Nangong Lin.

"Within ten moves, Jiang Long will be defeated!" Nangong Lin said coldly.

"How could it be?" Jiang Long used a Xuan-level martial art!" Jiang Xuerong frowned slightly, and opened his mouth to retort.

"The power of martial arts is not just based on grade. Nangong Lin said indifferently.

"Hehe, it seems that Senior Sister Nangong is more optimistic about Ye Zhan. It depends on whether Senior Sister Nangong's prophecy comes true!" Feng Zixiu smiled and interjected.

And at the same time as a few people spoke, the situation in the ring changed abruptly.

"The dragon is in the tiger!" Jiang Long was eager to win, burst into a loud cheer, and unleashed the strongest blow in "Mixed Dragon Claw".

"Tiger roaring dragon roar!"

At the same time, Ye Zhan also performed the strongest killing move in "Fuhu Fist".

Bang!

A bang was heard.

Teng Teng Teng!

Jiang Long took four or five steps back, his face flushed, and his face was full of consternation.

And Ye Zhan's face was calm and light, and he stood in place peacefully.

"Concession. The diluted words came out of Ye Zhan's mouth.

"Ye Zhan, I was just repelled by you, and I haven't failed yet! You and I will fight again......" Jiang Long gritted his teeth, not convinced.

Whew!

However, in the next second, I saw that his clothes were torn apart with a sudden "snort", and he was embarrassed to the extreme. It turned out that Ye Zhan repelled him with a punch just now, and the strength of the fist was so strong that it actually tore his clothes apart, and he didn't even notice it!

"Jiang Long, you are defeated. "Next to the ring, Shuiyun Sect Master Lan Hanhai is coloring and speaking. He glanced at Sun Botong next to him, and both of them had horror and excitement in their eyes. They clearly felt just now that Ye Zhan had used "Tiger Fist" to a state of supernatural power, even if Lan Hanhai and Sun Botong personally performed "Tiger Fist", they were far from reaching such a realm.

Jiang Long's face was red, so he had to retreat from the ring. And Ye Zhan also arched his hand to him, turned around and got out of the ring.

"It's a good Ye Zhan, I can't imagine that I can actually practice a low-level martial art like 'Fuhu Fist' to this extent. Below, Yu Hao's face turned cold.

Bang!

He put his feet on the ground, flew up, and got to the ring.

"Yu Luocheng, come up and fight!" He directly challenged Yu Luocheng, the eighth core disciple!

His tactics are different from Jiang Long, Jiang Long is to defeat the weakest one first to boost his confidence. And Yu Hao directly wants to defeat the strongest Yu Luocheng, once Yu Luocheng is defeated by him, the rest of the people are not worried.

"As you wish!"

Yu Luocheng's face was cold and flew onto the stage.

"Haoran Palm!"

"Luoshui Three Stacked Palms!"

The two quickly used their martial arts skills and fought together.

Yu Hao performed the Xuan-level lower-grade martial art "Haoran Palm", which was powerful and powerful, while Yu Luocheng's "Luoshui Three-Folded Palm" was also a Xuan-level lower-grade palm, but it was relatively feminine and endless. Both of them have quite profound attainments in their respective martial arts, even if they can't reach the realm of Dacheng, they are not far behind.

Bang, bang, bang!

In an instant, the two had already exchanged forty or fifty moves.

"Yu Hao, you challenged me a month ago in a vain attempt to enter the ranks of core disciples. At that time, I could defeat you, and now, I can defeat you as well! Take my move, Luoshui three stacks!" Suddenly, Yu Luocheng burst into a shout, and three palm shadows were shot out with one palm, which shrouded Yu Hao.

"Heaven and earth are magnificent!"

Yu Hao gritted his teeth and slammed into his palm.

Bang!

The two palm shadows that Yu Luocheng shot out were scattered in time.

But the last palm shadow still arrived in front of Yu Hao, and a "boom" was imprinted on Yu Hao's chest.

Teng Teng!

Yu Hao took three steps back, and the corners of his mouth were already bleeding.

His eyes were fixed on Yu Luocheng in front of him.

"Yes, it's a little better than a month ago, but unfortunately, it's still not my opponent. Yu Luocheng ignored Yu Hao, turned around and strode out of the ring.

"Yu-Luo-Cheng-" Yu Hao gritted his teeth, he didn't expect that he was not Yu Luocheng's opponent a month ago, and this time, he was defeated by Yu Luocheng again.

"Hmph, what about beating me!"

"This competition is a points competition!"

"Whoever has the highest points will win the final victory! I will get all the points lost on you back on the others!" Yu Hao roared in a low voice.

He didn't leave the ring at the moment, his eyes darting down the stage.

Finally, he set his sights on Ye Zhan, who had just defeated Jiang Long.

"Ye Zhan, come up and die!" a cold roar burst out of his mouth.