Wei Mao fit and pushed a sword blade like the corner of the city wall and fell from a high place. In front of him, Li Tie's hands covered with pitch-black armor waved at an extremely fast speed, and the remnants of fists or claws or palms grew out of him, and in Yi Saburo's eyes, it looked like a thousand-armed Rulai or a thousand-armed Guanyin.

Wei Mao has his own advantages from high to low, and Li Tie is down-to-earth and also has the advantage of borrowing strength.

Countless fists and claws collided with the outer edge of the corner of the wall, exploding into a series of dull and eerie screams. The walls gradually thinned, and the countless fists and claws dissipated one by one.

It's too late, but it's fast. The true qi of the transformation between Li Tie and Wei Mao was dissipated, and Li Tie's right fist struck diagonally upwards like a cannonball, hitting Wei Mao's sword edge. The fists and swords intersected, the sword blade was hit and rebounded, and Wei Mao's left palm pressed down and turned into a two-handed sword, which could withstand the sword edge of the counterattack, so he pressed down, and the sword body was calm! Obviously, Wei Mao had quickly regained his qi and injected a breath of true qi into the sword again.

Li Tie was short of qi at this time, and his right fist took advantage of the gap between the rebound and pressure of the sword, and turned his fist into a palm to barely resist the blade of the sword, but he was out of reach, and his palm was instantly suppressed and retreated, and he was about to fall into a disadvantage.

Suddenly, Li Tie grabbed the blade of the sword with his backhand, and took advantage of the momentum to move the momentum of the concentrated attack to the right side of his own, and the left palm that had already gathered momentum carried the true qi seal of Pei Ran towards Wei Mao's abdomen.

Wei Mao had no other way in a hurry, so he had time to close his abdomen and raise his knees, and hit Li Tie's left palm with his knee to attack the abdomen, but it was also able to protect the abdomen.

However, when his knees met his palms, Li Tie did not stimulate his true qi, but instead grabbed Wei Mao's knees with his hands.

It's a pity that Wei Mao had nowhere to borrow his strength in mid-air, and was grabbed by Li Tie's right knee and thrown to the ground.

Immediately, Li Tie's right palm was quickly withdrawn, and the whole person quickly jumped to the left for more than three feet.

This competition is over.

Wei Mao's feet kicked and struck the sand repeatedly, barely stopping his body that was pulled by Li Tie and smashed to the ground. Looking back at Li Tie, who had jumped away, he woke up after five or six breaths, glanced at Yi Saburo, and regret appeared on his face. raised his hand and bowed to Li Tie, and silently walked back to the sidelines.

Li Tie saw Wei Mao leave the scene after saluting him, so he hurriedly returned the salute and followed back to the sidelines.

Since the two of them competed, the child who was sitting in the chair simply got up and stood on the chair, shocked by this kind of battle comparable to magic, if it were not for the existence of reason, it is estimated that a series of grooves would be about to exit.

It's just that soon the two ended the fight, and the time was not even a minute. Yi Saburo naturally doesn't have the eyesight to distinguish between victory and defeat. I was watching the excitement, why did I stop, and looked at the commentator who had just explained a few words.

"This?"

Ji Chengcai was really very eye-catching, and when he saw San Lang at a loss, he opened his mouth to explain:

Although the two of them are in the same realm, Li Menggang is a little older, and he has been trained in the army for a long time, and he is more decisive in terms of change. Wei Jichen learned from the inspectors, paying attention to finding flaws and taking the lead. Li Menggang deliberately exposed a flaw to lure the opponent into a strong attack in the air, and used his right hand armor to risk a deflective attack, but in fact, his left hand was gathering momentum to attack the enemy's weak point. If Wei Jichen was more resolute, then the result would be that Li Menggang's right arm was seriously injured, and his right knee was shattered. Fortunately, Li Menggang also kept his hand, and did not stimulate his true qi to crush Wei Jichen's knees, nor did he take advantage of the situation to attack Wei Jichen's back. After all, it's just a competition......"

"That's right!"

Yi Saburo nodded. In fact, the battle between Wei and Li was up and down, and it was strange that he could understand it. Even if Ji Chengcai explained, he still didn't understand. It's just that I don't know how to pretend to understand subconsciously, just like in class, after the teacher explained a difficult problem twice, he asked the students if they understood, and the scumbag nodded blankly and said that he understood, but let the scumbag solve the problem again, hehe......

"Alright. San Lang has never practiced martial arts now, and he is far from the age to be able to practice martial arts, and if San Lang learns martial arts in the future, he will naturally understand. ”

Liu Quan counted one hundred and forty-five dollars and handed it to Li Menggang and comforted San Lang.

He didn't know that Saburo now had a mature mind, so he just wanted to comfort the child. But as soon as Saburo heard this, hey! The scumbag's dazedness was seen through, and he was pointed out on the spot, which was somewhat embarrassing. Fortunately, he really looks like a child, he should be faceless, well, he shouldn't know how to save face!

Next, start.

Both of them are in the middle of the Innate Realm. A man in the prime of life carrying a bulging leather bag on his scarf, and a Taoist robe that looks no more than twenty years old while holding a sword—a woman! It is indeed a woman, Yi Saburo repeatedly looked at the bulge of the placket before finally confirming it, which made the woman sense her sight, and looked back at Saburo suspiciously several times.

The two of them no longer wore additional armor, nor did they wear white clothes. It seems that the middle stage of innate is no longer able to judge the winner by calculating the simulated damage.

Ji Chengcai made an introduction and explanation as usual.

The man surnamed Xing is engraved with the inscription Cheng Ming, who is a Mo family warlock and is good at puppet skills.

The woman in the Taoist robe, named Xun Cai, did not take the word, but had a Taoist number, called Xuan Chengzi, and was a monk of the Taoist Lou Guandao, good at swordsmanship.

Seeing the vacancy of the two people on the field saluting each other before they started, Yi Saburo glanced at Ji Chengcai and said, "Mo family? Taoist? Louguan Road? ”

Ji Chengcai subconsciously woke up to the fact that San Lang was still a child, he had almost never been out of the Hou Mansion, and he had been closed for three years, so he naturally didn't know about the hundred schools of thought, so he immediately explained:

"Mohist and Taoist are the most prominent scholars among the hundred scholars...... The so-called hundred schools of thought refers to the general term of the academic schools of study in the world, and of course the hundred schools of thought are imaginary ...... Louguandao is a branch of Taoism, which is famous for the grass and stargazing in the early days, so it is called Louguandao. ”

To be honest, Yi Saburo is a little confused, from the time he came to his senses, the first time he saw this world, in fact, he could imagine the existence of Taoism. When I know a little bit about the science and technology of this world, and know that there is electricity and machinery, I am more amazed that the technology and martial arts in this world go hand in hand.

Just earlier today, I learned from Uncle Mo that there was a magic formation with room for expansion, which was already mysterious enough...... Now that he actually heard the Mo family and Lou Guan Dao, he thought that the pronunciation was just a little similar (a small number of the two worlds, the pronunciation of individual words is similar, not the same), but the Mo family puppet technique and the Lou Guan Dao are the grass for the building, stargazing and looking at the qi...... Isn't this a bit too obvious? He said earlier that Wei Mao was a famous scholar, but he hadn't reacted yet.

Now, when you think about it, the resemblance is all too obvious.

If you are bold to speculate: it is clear that there is some kind of connection between the two worlds.

But it's useless to think too much, Yi Saburo even wants to lie down a little, if there is really any mastermind behind the scenes, it is not something that he can deal with as a six-year-old child.

On the field, Xing Ke and Xuan Chengzi began to fight. In an instant, the gorgeous, naked-eye special effects awakened Yi Saburo's attention.

The two of them just threw out a true qi from each other at the beginning, and they were both sword-shaped, the tips of the two sword-shaped true qi were opposite, and a violent explosion was produced in the collision, and the explosion did not lift the heavy sand on the ground, only forming white air waves and strong winds, and the air waves and strong winds across dozens of zhang were reduced a lot, and between Liu Quan's light wave of his sleeves, it became a breeze that caressed his face.

But just after the two of them threw out their sword qi, Xing Ke dodged and flew into the air, as if he wanted to avoid any kind of possible attack. When he was in mid-air, his right hand felt out of the leather bag a ball of something like a ball of cloth, and with a wave of his hand, a terrifying and hideous beast appeared out of thin air, and at the moment of appearance, it rose to a height of one zhang in the storm, the head of the beast had horns, its face was like a fox, there was a row of bone spurs on the back of its neck, four legs and wings, its hair was thick as silk, and there was a golden-red flame burning between its minions.

After the strange beast blocked the possible attack in the direction of Xuan Chengzi, Xing Ke once again took out another rag-like thing from the leather bag, pressed it behind him, tapped the hideous beast with his toes, and his body jumped backwards, landing on the back of a white bird the size of a zhang Xu that appeared in the air.

The white bird's wide wings stretched and flapped, hovering in the air with Xing Ke.

At this moment, Xing Kecai waved his hand, and the strange beast in front of him let out an unnatural roar, and pounced on Xuan Chengzi with the flames between his claws.

Xuan Chengzi held the sword in his left hand, the hilt of the sword was erected above his left shoulder, and waited for Xing Ke to formally instruct the beast to attack, so he unhurriedly pinched the sword finger with his right hand and stretched it horizontally in front of his chest, and drew a circle and pointed at Xing Ke. On the left shoulder, with the low roar of a dragon's groan, the sword unsheathed itself, and with the direction of the sword finger, it swiped in a circle, and suddenly the sword body turned into a shadow, and the misty true qi turned into a hundred and ten sword-shaped entities, and shot away in the air in the direction of the alien beast, and the heavy sword shadows rotated each other, dividing the entire space into countless fragments.

The giant mouth of the alien beast spewed out flames covering the heavily rotating sword shadow, the flames were cut into scattered flame flowers, and the sword shadow also dissipated a little, the alien beast stretched forward with its wings stretched out, protecting its entire body and rushing forward, its wings shining with golden light, and it actually broke through the heavy sword shadows, although the golden light on the wings was dim, the alien beast was able to continue to pounce on Xuan Chengzi. The remaining scattered sword shadows were no longer overlapping, although they flew in front of Xing Ke, they were torn apart by the white bird's outstretched claws and strong beak, and the last scattered three or five sword shadows could not pierce the white bird's thick feathers.

Xuan Chengzi watched the strange beast pounce, the sword finger flipped over, the sword in front of him trembled, and the hundred and ten sword shadows scattered out and staggered into a net to trap the strange beast in the cage of the heavy sword prison, the strange beast struggled, and the four-legged wings were each entangled by dozens of sword shadows, and the iron wing struggled and waved, the Dao sword shadow dissipated, but there were also broken feathers falling down.

Seeing that the wings of the alien beast were about to break free, Xuan Chengzi was not in a hurry, moving his steps, as if he was observing the alien beast from different directions.

Xing Ke, who was hiding far away, looked up at the sky between Xuan Chengzi's turning footsteps, and suddenly couldn't sit still, drove the white bird forward, knelt on the bird's back, and was really angry, pinching the trick with one hand, pressing on the back of the white bird with the other hand, between the white bird's chest and abdomen bulging and contracting, hundreds of thin feathers shot out, and the thin feathers flashed with sharp coldness.

Seeing this, Xuan Chengzi moved his sword finger again, and another hundred and ten sword shadows were divided, half of them flew towards the thin feathers shot by the white bird, and half joined the sword net cage that trapped the strange beast. Hundreds of sword shadows were differentiated three times in a row, and Xuan Chengzi's true qi had already been consumed too much, and his face was a little pale. But he didn't move, his sword fingers shook, and the sword body rushed to intercept the sword shadow of the white bird fine feather like a streamer, and shattered the thin feathers that passed through the interception.