After dividing into groups, the group competition began quickly.

As the referee gave the order, the whole stadium began to boil, and everyone began to shout, you know, they have been waiting in the stands for an unknown amount of time, some have been waiting for days.

Jian Chen looked at the two people in the stands, these two people are the first two people to come to the stage in a group, both of them are the strength of martial artists, and they are both small families from other cities on Sword Island, in fact, in previous years, the strength of martial artists was still good in the big competition, but this year's situation is obviously a little insufficient.

Fortunately, the two of them were evenly matched, and the fight on the field was also very hot, and the people who watched the competition here applauded repeatedly.

Both of them are boxers, and they fight very hard, and every blow is hard and exciting. The fists of the two of them collided constantly, and they were dazzled by the recognition.

Jian Chen shook his head, these two people are too fierce, and they are a little out of order, no matter who wins the next game, they have no strength to fight again, you must know that the rest time of this competition is very limited.

The last person named Zhang Zepei won the competition by a slight margin, and looking at the enthusiastic audience in the palm of his hand, Zhang Zepei raised his hands to signal. A smile also spread across his face. He didn't want to get any ranking, but stayed on the field for a while, took a little limelight, although his first game was miserable, but he won anyway, and he could brag about it when he went back.

"In the first game, Zhang Zepei won one point, and in the second game, Wang Zifeng vs. Xue Ming." The referee announced.

Hearing this, Jian Chen's eyebrows were lightly raised and he looked at the test table, this Wang Zifeng is also one of the heirs of the five major families, and he still has to see how strong he is.

At this time, a young man with a somewhat yin vulture face turned over on the stage and landed on the test table very lightly, needless to say that this is Wang Zifeng, the reason why Jian Chen remembered him was because of the introduction of the Eight Masters of Sword Island back then, Wang Zifeng was the worst-looking one among the Eight Masters, and now it seems that this is indeed the case. There is no trace of sunshine in the whole young man, but it gives people a gloomy and cold feeling.

"This is Wang Zifeng, he really doesn't look good." Someone in the audience couldn't help but say something

"You don't want to die, be quiet, if the people of the Wang family hear that you are dead, but speaking of this Wang Zifeng is also quite pitiful, his mother was originally a maid, the head of the Wang family was drunk one day before he had Wang Zifeng, there is a very low status of this Wang Zifeng, he is often bullied, no one regards him as a young master, and I don't know if it is a good fate or how to drop, the other young masters of the Wang family actually died early, or it is a waste, just this Wang Zifeng became a weapon, and this is the heir of the family." One of the people next to him said slowly.

"How do you know?"

"My aunt works as a maid in the Wang family, and she used to work with Wang Zifeng's mother for a while, so I only knew about this."

"Please advise." On the opposite side of Wang Zifeng, Xue Ming clasped his fists with both hands and saluted Wang Zifeng.

Wang Zifeng Li also ignored Xue Ming, Xue Ming's expression was also a little frozen, he was so good and angry, I didn't expect this Wang Zifeng to give no face at all, but the Wang family is everyone, otherwise he must be good-looking.

Xue Ming held the spear, and the vitality in his body quickly worked, rushing towards Wang Zifeng, under the stimulation of the vitality, there was a trace of light on the spear, which looked gorgeous and abnormal in the sun.

"Not bad." Jian Chen nodded, although this Xue Ming came from a small family, his control over the vitality was still very in place, and his footwork was very orderly and steady, obviously assisted by special footwork martial arts.

Seeing Xue Ming's move, Wang Zifeng's body also moved, a sharp claw appeared in his hand, and his hands were in the air, and he blocked the spear that was almost on his chest, and Wang Zifeng himself didn't even move a step.

Xue Ming couldn't believe it, although he was just trying to test it, but this prince Feng was too easy to break. Xue Ming twitched his hands and withdrew the spear.

At this moment, Wang Zifeng actually rushed towards Xue Ming, his claws kept approaching Xue Ming, and every grasp was towards Xue Ming's fatal parts, without the slightest intention of letting Xue Ming go.

Xue Ming tried his best to block, retreating while blocking, and the sweat on his forehead kept falling, obviously Wang Zifeng gave it a huge pressure.

"Sting!"

Finally, under Xue Ming's negligence, Wang Zifeng's sharp claws cut through the armor on Xue Ming's body, leaving a deep wound on Xue Ming's body. Xue Ming took a big step back and raised his hand.

Seeing this, the referee immediately stopped in front of Wang Zifeng and blocked Wang Zifeng's next move.

"Xue Ming admits defeat, and the prince wins." Saying this, the referee looked at the terrible wound on Xue Ming's chest, and also sighed with some emotion, this Wang Zifeng's shot was too heavy, but Xue Ming didn't admit defeat just now on the test field, so he couldn't say anything.

"In the next game, Jian Chen vs. Zheng Hu."

Hearing his name, Jian Chen jumped up and jumped onto the stage. Jian Chen's divine sense swept the opponent in front of him slightly, the eighth level of the swordsman. I know that I have a point.

"You are Jian Chen, one of the Eight Masters." Zheng Hu asked Jian Chen.

Hearing the opponent's question, Jian Chen nodded with some confusion.

"I want the name of your eight masters." As soon as the words fell, the big sword in his hand swung up, obviously he didn't take such a young sword dust to heart. Although the contestants are all in their sixteenth year, there is still a gap in age, and Jian Chen is only fifteen after the New Year's Festival, and he is two years older than him.

Hearing Zheng Hu's words, Jian Chen fainted a little, and he was actually looked down upon by his opponent.

A trace of vitality surged up in Jian Chen's dantian, and his hands began to bring a trace of earthy yellow, seeing that Jian Chen was ready to use the mountain opening palm technique.

"Jian Chen, don't be too crazy." Zheng Hu roared at Jian Chen, and the big knife slashed at Jian Chen with a wave of qi.

Many people on the stage closed their eyes, for fear that there would be a bloody scene next. And most of the people watched all this with wide eyes, and many people with vision could see that this Zheng Hu was still a swordsman, and an ordinary swordsman, but it was rumored that Jian Chen defeated a swordsman. They were looking forward to how Jian Chen's move would be broken.

"Bell!"

Jian Chen's palm slapped heavily on Zheng Hu's knife, and his feet stepped forward, and before Zheng Hu could react, the other palm had already hit Zheng Hu's chest. Zheng Hu was slammed out by this sudden palm.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, and before everyone could understand what was happening, Zheng Hu was already lying on the ground.

"Looks like I'm going to be using my name for a while." Jian Chen clenched his fists slightly at Zheng Hu.

Zheng Hu replied very reluctantly, picked up the big knife that fell to the side and walked off the stage. Obviously, he was embarrassed to get home, and he confidently said that he would defeat Jian Chen, but he didn't expect to be solved by the other party with one move.

"Damn, Zheng Hu, who is anticlimactic, will lose like this." The audience on the stage was obviously very dissatisfied with Zheng Hu's performance, and those contestants were also a little disappointed, originally wanted Zheng Hu to explore Jianchen's strength, but he didn't expect to lose in one move. This person of the sword family is really unfathomable.

"Sword dust wins. In the next game, Huang Xin vs. Jiang Hang. The referee's voice only sounded at this time, and he looked at Jian Chen on the side and said, "The young man is good." ”