The waves shattered, and the wind drifted away.

And in the midst of the broken waves and the residual wind, a sword light broke through the waves.

This knife is actually two points faster than the one just now.

Ay. Ji Qianqian, who was sitting on the high platform, couldn't help but sigh.

As for the strength of his disciple, how could Ji Qianqian not know it, this knife, Song Mingzhu definitely has no spare strength to take it.

Sure enough, Song Mingzhu, who was already exhausted, watched a knife light attack in front of him like a wind and waves, and then stopped at the position of half an inch above his left shoulder.

Although Du Ren collected the knife in time, the sharp knife wind still cut off a few strands of Song Mingzhu's hair.

Song Mingzhu, defeated.

In this battle, Feihuamen Duren won. The referee said in a loud voice.

Withdrawing the spirit knife, Du Ren clasped his fists and saluted: "Accept." ”

"You are indeed better than me. Song Mingzhu hugged his fists and saluted.

Song Mingzhu did not feel depressed about his defeat, there are people outside the world, he is not a genius, it is normal to lose to a sect disciple of the same realm, not to mention that this person should be one of the elite disciples of Feihuamen.

Song Mingzhu took the Hemostatic Pill, and then jumped off the No. 6 competition platform, Mei Zimiao immediately greeted him, and then took out a robe and put it on Song Mingzhu's body.

If it was before, Song Mingzhu might have to be supported by Mei Zimiao, but after a year of hard weight training, Song Mingzhu's physical strength and perseverance have increased a little. Therefore, it is possible to stand on its own.

"Are you alright?" asked Mei Zimiao with concern.

"It's okay, just rest. Song Mingzhu said.

After a wonderful battle between Song Mingzhu and Du Ren, the competition continued.

"Zi Miao, why don't you go up and try it too?" Song Mingzhu said.

"Good. Mei Zimiao walked away after speaking.

"Elder Tian, I'm here to sign up. Mei Zimiao said.

"Good. I'll pick a suitable opponent for you. "Elder Tian naturally recognized Ji Qianqian's eldest disciple.

"Thank you, Elder Tian. Mei Zimiao said.

After Mei Zimiao left, Elder Tian said to the Feihuamen Elder beside him: "Elder Qian, that is the eldest disciple of Elder Ji Qianqian Ji just now, his strength is not bad, and he uses a spirit spear, do you have any good opponents?"

"Of course, there is. Elder Qian said.

"Okay, then you can arrange it. Elder Tian said.

After a few matches, the referee said loudly: "Feihuamen Chen Tianle vs. Qingyunmen Mei Zimiao." ”

"It's Qingxiufeng's people again. ”

"Qing Xiufeng?"

"Song Mingzhu is the second disciple of Elder Ji of Qingxiu Feng, and Mei Zimiao is the eldest disciple, although the cultivation of both of them is in the late stage of Wuhou, but Mei Zimiao's strength is much stronger than Song Mingzhu. ”

"So what, Chen Tianle's strength is also very strong among the people in the later stage of Wuhou. I think these two people may be evenly matched, otherwise Elder Qian would not have arranged it like this. ”

"It's hard to say, Elder Qian hasn't seen Mei Zimiao's strength, and Elder Tian hasn't seen Chen Tianle's strength either, so this kind of arrangement is mostly speculation. ”

Mei Zimiao, who was standing on the No. 6 martial arts platform, looked at the black spirit spear in Chen Tianle's hand, and couldn't help but move in her heart, it seems that what Elder Tian said about the right opponent should be true.

Chen Tianle couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw the white spirit spear in Mei Zimiao's hand, interesting.

"Elder Ji, arrange for your two disciples to come to the stage one after another, it seems that Elder Tian takes good care of your disciples. Zhang Jiayue said with a smile.

Ji Qianqian smiled disappreciatively.

"Let's go. The referee said in a loud voice.

Mei Zimiao and Chen Tianle shot at the same time.

The two shots collided, and a strong wind suddenly blew the clothes of the two people crackling.

Although it was only the first move, both of them used ninety percent of their strength.

Immediately afterwards, Mei Zimiao waved her wrist and flew out quickly.

Chen Tianle also shook his wrist, and Mei Zimiao's guns were all blocked.

Mei Zimiao's spirit spear swept.

Chen Tianle waved his gun to block, and then picked it up.

Mei Zimiao's spirit spear was suppressed, and then she raised her spear and stabbed sharply.

You come and go.

Although both of them were slightly injured, in general, the two were comparable in the sophistication of their gun moves.

Since it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser in the moves, it is better than speed. Mei Zimiao flicked her wrist, and a dazzling spear burst out of the air.

What a quick shot. Everyone in the audience couldn't help but applaud secretly.

Chen Tianle immediately understood Mei Zimiao's intentions, so he also waved the spirit spear, and a black snake collided with Mei Zimiao's gun.

Suddenly, the black spears and silver spears on the competition platform were colliding rapidly, occasionally, Mei Zimiao's spirit spear passed through Chen Tianle's defense line, and occasionally, Chen Tianle's black spear also passed through Mei Zimiao's defense line.

It's just that after fighting for a while, Mei Zimiao and Chen Tianle both found that their fast grab failed to gain the upper hand, and they were still tied with each other.

Since it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser in terms of speed, it is better than strength.

Chen Tianle's move changed, and the black spear crossed the No. 6 competition platform like a meteor.

Mei Zimiao did not dodge, but swung her gun to meet it.

A loud bang came out, which immediately startled those who were watching the No. 7 martial arts platform.

Hmm, her strength is actually not weak? Chen Tianle was slightly surprised in his heart, because women rarely take the power route.

"Go on. Mei Zimiao snorted, and the spirit spear continued to smash down hard.

"Good. Chen Tianle said with a smile.

Another loud bang.

"Okay, keep fighting, keep fighting. The audience shouted.

For this collision of pure power, many people are very interested.

Then, a series of loud noises sounded on the No. 6 jousting platform.

At this time, not to mention that some people on the side of the No. 7 competition platform were attracted to it, even the people on the side of the No. 1, No. 2, and even No. 3 competition platform were also attracted.

"It's Senior Sister Mei. Chen Yuanyuan exclaimed.

"Let's go, go over and have a look. Yang Feihua said hurriedly.

So, Chen Yuanyuan and the others ran quickly towards the No. 6 martial arts platform, but because there were many people on the road, their speed was not fast.

"Elder Ji, I didn't expect that the strength of this disciple of yours is not small. Zhang Jiayue said with a smile.

"It's okay. Ji Qianqian said.

Regarding Mei Zimiao's strength, Ji Qianqian knew that a year ago, Mei Zimiao's strength was not as strong as it is now, and this was one of the reasons why she handed over the medicinal bath recipe to Master Feng. In just one year, Mei Zimiao has made such progress, so what if she uses this medicinal bath for a long time?

Four rounds later, a trace of blood oozed from both Chen Tianle and Mei Zimiao's tiger mouths.

After eight rendezvous, the palms of the two were already bright red.

"Okay, it's good enough. Chen Tianle couldn't help laughing.

"Each other, each other. Mei Zimiao said.

"Elder Qian, it seems that your arrangements are good. Elder Tian said with a smile.

"I'm also a little surprised, I didn't expect that this big disciple of Elder Ji would be able to tie with Chen Tianle. Elder Qian said with a smile.

For twelve rounds, a trace of blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, which was a sign that the two had suffered internal injuries.

"Go on, don't stop. The male disciple in the audience shouted.

Fifteen rounds of fierce hard encounters in a row made these male disciples also enthusiastic.

Qu Huayu and the others were so nervous that they clenched their fists tightly. Senior Sister Mei, don't lose.

"Can you continue?" said Chen Tianle.

"Go on. Mei Zimiao said as she waved the spirit spear.

Song Mingzhu can lose, but he must not lose. Mei Zimiao has a firm belief in her heart.

Sixteen rounds.

The two spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, then took a step backwards.

The referee looked at Elder Tian and Elder Qian in the audience, meaning whether to stop the competition.