After everyone's draw of lots, Sikong Xing and Lin Xiuyuan, who were the first to compete, stayed on the battle platform, and the rest returned to their seats to watch this showdown.

Duan Yunhai walked last, he first glanced at Sikong Xing, and then looked at Lin Xiuyuan, but there was some disappointment in his eyes, and he sneered:

"It seems that your good luck is over, but unfortunately, I wanted to clean you up in person, but now it seems that there is no chance."

Lin Xiuyuan glanced at him and said lightly:

"Not necessarily!"

Then he stared at the other party and said seriously:

"I never break my word when I say it, so if I were you and wanted to say something, I would do it now, it would be too late."

Duan Yunhai sneered:

"Martial arts cultivation, the so-called forging body, forging is not a mouth?"

Lin Xiuyuan didn't pay attention to him anymore, and didn't even look at him anymore, turned around and went directly to the battle platform.

Duan Yunhai's face was slightly gloomy, and he also snorted, then flicked his sleeves and returned to the viewing area, revealing a sneer, he just wanted to see at the moment what a pitiful face the other party should be when he was beaten by the Sikong Xing who even he was afraid of, and whether he could be as hard as he was now.

Lin Xiuyuan came to the battle platform, did not look at the national teacher Chen Wushuang, but directly faced Sikong Xing, who was already standing there, without too much nonsense, raised a hand, made a gesture of invitation, and said in a deep voice:

"Wu Xiu, thank you for your namelessness, please give me advice!"

Seeing this scene, Sikong Xing showed a faint appreciation in his eyes, and said to Lin Xiuyuan:

"No matter how you cultivate, if you dare to go to the battle platform, you are already much stronger than the previous Dao cultivator, very good!"

Immediately afterwards, Sikong Xing said:

"So, I can give you three shots, which can be regarded as a reward for your courage, as for which step you can do, it's up to you."

Lin Xiuyuan's eyes were a little strange, as if he didn't expect that the other party would say such a thing, he hesitated for a moment, and said with some hesitation:

"Are you sure?"

Sikong Xing frowned slightly and said:

"What my Kong Xing said, it naturally counts!"

After Lin Xiuyuan thought about it, he nodded seriously, withdrew his gesture, and glanced at the other party again, his eyes were full of strange smiles, but he silently thought in his heart:

You said it yourself, so it's no wonder to me!

The right hand clenched into a fist, slowly lowered to the waist and abdomen, and put on a starting hand of Kaishan Boxing.

Immediately after, he slowly raised his head, and with it, there was a mighty earth-shattering fist, like a great sun rising behind it!

This is the first time he has used his mountain fist with all his strength after practicing retreat!

He wanted to see how far he could go with this punch now.

And the sword cultivator at the peak of the Soul Refining Realm in front of him is the best experimental subject!

The next moment, his figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already three zhang away from the other party, and the punch that swept the sky was finally handed out!

At this moment, the sky and the earth were dark, and only the shadow of the fist remained!

Like a great sun falling from the sky and falling into the world!

Sikong Xing's eyes contracted almost instantly, and the sense of crisis that came from instinct made him not care about the three moves at all, almost subconsciously, the long sword behind him instantly unsheathed, and slashed out a sword light.

The sword light collided with the Great Sun, and in an instant, a terrifying wave of qi erupted, rushing in all directions.

It's just that at this moment, the so-called ground in the ring is gone, and even the barrier guarding the ring begins to tremble wildly!

Chen Wushuang's eyes flickered slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he re-strengthened the barrier before it could be considered stable!

And under this collision between the two, the ring turned into powder, and the sky was full of smoke and dust, and it was impossible to see what was going on.

However, it still made all the people watching the battle stunned on the spot!

This is an exaggeration, isn't it?

Even the battle between Duan Yunhai and another Qi Cultivation Realm martial cultivator at the beginning was far less than the movement in this one.

The most important thing is that the martial arts young man who made the shot was just a forging realm, but just looking at this movement, it didn't look like a fight at this level at all!

No one dared to believe their eyes, let alone everything in front of them, but at this moment, they were all staring at the battlefield filled with smoke and dust without exception!

A gust of wind whistled through, dissipating the smoke and dust in the field, and everyone finally saw the real situation in the field!

Where is there any battle platform, only a huge pit is left at the moment, a ruin!

At both ends of the pit, Lin Xiuyuan and Sikong Xing stood in one place, and they didn't seem to have changed much, but if they looked carefully, they could still see that there seemed to be a small wound on Lin Xiuyuan's right hand, which was caused by being scratched by sword qi.

And Sikong Xing on the opposite side, although the surface is unharmed, but the green shirt is a little wrinkled at the moment, and even at the corners of the clothes, there are many damages, slightly embarrassed.

The first move, who wins and who loses?

From the surface alone, it seems that Sikong Xing has the upper hand, but at this moment, no one dares to fight this package ticket, after seeing the martial arts young man named Xie Wuming, after seeing the power of this punch, no one dares to underestimate him anymore.

Including the Confucian genius who said it well, Duan Yunhai!

If his face was the most ugly at the moment, there was no one more than him, his eyes were full of disbelief and suspicion, no matter what, he didn't expect that that the garbage martial cultivator who was just a forging body realm would have such terrifying strength, even he had to admit that with this punch alone, the opponent was qualified to fight with them.

There is also one who is also a little uncomfortable, but it is the scholar next to Princess Changyang, Li Huaisheng.

He was sitting there at the moment, his eyes glaring at the boss, and his mouth was babbling:

"Obediently, these two are too cruel, just this posture, if I encounter it, if I don't get killed, I will be beaten into a pig's head."

"Alas, why bother fighting, can't you sit down and read a book calmly, drink or something, isn't it happy!"

Princess Changyang sat on the side, almost her forehead was full of black lines, if it weren't for the identity of the other party, she would have the idea of going up and slapping him to death, especially after seeing Lin Xiuyuan and Sikong Xing's fight this time, she was angry and helpless in her heart, but more unwillingly, it can be described as a mixed taste!

And on the seat of the Meng family, Meng Yiyao's eyes flashed with brilliance, staring at the martial arts young man almost intently, and the figure of the other party had completely reflected in the depths of his eyes at some point.

As for the martial cultivator Du Zefeng, who was carried down by Lin Xiuyuan, he was already stunned at this moment, and he was messy in the wind......

Lin Xiuyuan looked at the injury on his right hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, such a powerful sword qi can break through his body with a sword in the air, even if it is just a little bit of flesh and skin, it is enough to show that this person's sword qi is strong, which can be described as rare.

Immediately, he raised his head, looked at the solemn Sikong Xing, and suddenly said:

"Just one move!"

Sikong Xing's eyes moved slightly, and his face was somewhat embarrassed.

The other party's meaning, he naturally knew that he had said that he would let the other party make three moves, but at the moment, it was only the first move, and he was forced to fight back, which was too much of a slap in the face.

Even if he never cares about gains and losses, he can't help but feel that his face is like fire, hot!

However, Sikong Xing felt that he was somewhat aggrieved.

Who the hell would have thought that he, a martial cultivator of the Forging Body Realm, would casually punch out, which was directly comparable to the full force of the Soul Refining Realm martial cultivator!

If he had known from the beginning that this kid was so weird, he would have killed him, and he wouldn't have said the so-called three tricks!

Where's the little monster!

Even Sikong Xing, who has always had a calm personality, has the urge to scold his mother at this moment!

It's just that before he could say anything, Lin Xiuyuan continued:

"But it doesn't matter, it's more enjoyable to fight this way!"

These words directly made Sikong Xing almost vomit blood, anyway, it's not a slap in the face, of course you don't care, the question is whether I want to save face!

But now, he naturally didn't dare to hold it up anymore, took a deep breath, suppressed the fluctuations in his heart, his eyes became serious, and he looked at Lin Xiuyuan and said:

"First of all, I want to apologize to you, I did underestimate you before, I corrected my words, you are very strong, so far, I have met the strongest martial cultivator in the forging realm, I must admit that you are qualified to be my opponent, so, next, I will not let you, but will go all out to show respect for you."

Lin Xiuyuan nodded silently, this is exactly what he wants, fighting with the strong can make himself stronger, this is the way of martial cultivation, and it is also his cultivation method.

Therefore, Lin Xiuyuan made the gesture of please again, and said again:

"Wu Xiu, thank you for your namelessness, please give me advice!"

Sikong Xing also clenched his fists and said in a deep voice:

"Confucian sword cultivator, Sikong Xing, please advise!"

At this moment, the real battle between the two can be regarded as the official beginning...

Sikong Xing let go of the sword in his hand, and the sword flew up in the air, turning into a long rainbow in front of him, and sword qi filled the ruins of the entire battle platform.

In an instant, the sky was full of sword energy!

Sword cultivation sword, one sword to break ten thousand laws!

Lin Xiuyuan's gaze became solemn, and he could feel that in the sword qi in the sky at this moment, every sword qi was not weaker than his punch before

At this moment, he is facing no less than a hundred Dao Sen Ran Sword Qi, which is equivalent to facing a hundred Kaishan Fists.

Is this the true strength of a Soul Refining Realm sword cultivator?

It's suffocatingly powerful!

It also made Lin Xiuyuan's body tremble slightly unconsciously...

Still, not trembling because of fear, but because of excitement!

He slowly raised his head, stretched out his hand to hold the long knife behind his back, and the battle intent in his eyes almost instantly climbed to the extreme!

After leaving home at an early age, he traveled on an ascetic journey

Rushed to the barren forest alone to experience life and death.

After the teacher left, he was full of unwillingness.

Seeing the anger generated by Wu Xiu's oppression.

Everything that has been accumulated in his heart, at this moment, seems to have finally found an outlet, so that he can release it without any scruples.

How can you not be happy!