Two shrill whistlings.

The air chop and the wolf slash passed by by mistake, and went straight to the key points of both sides.

The Yuan Realm elders in the stands saw their eyelids skip a beat, and their hearts said that these two people don't want to die?

Such a strong attack hits the body, and if you don't die, you have to peel off your skin.

Basang's master, Sa Tianjian was overjoyed when he saw this, Zhao Lin actually dared to fight hard with his beloved apprentice, it was simply looking for death!

Before joining the sect and officially practicing martial arts, Basang had been living a savage-like life in Fengwolf Mountain.

Relying on a strong body and the arduous training comparable to a forged martial artist, he survived the life-and-death struggle with wild beasts and even foreign beasts.

As a Wushu Yuan Realm Elder, Sa Tian Thorn has seen thousands of martial artists, but none of them can compare to Basang's physical talent.

"Bang bang" twice.

Zhao Lin and Basang were hit by each other's slashes.

Zhao Lin was struck by lightning, and immediately flew out upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

The Sealed Wolf Slash with a strong thunderous energy was extremely destructive, and the pain quickly spread from his chest to his whole body.

The world was spinning, and although he was still conscious, he couldn't move a finger.

"I'm ...... Lost? ”

Zhao Lin's heart sank, and he raised his eyelids with great effort and glanced at the other side.

Finally relieved.

Like himself, Basan lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

In order to strengthen the power of the Sealing Wolf Slash, Basang almost unreservedly urged the energy, and then was directly overturned by the huge impact of the Splitting Slash.

His body slid out of the ground a few feet, and half of his body leaned out of the ring.

Basang felt that the energy in his body was slashed and slashed, and although his consciousness was extremely clear, his muscles and bones seemed to be frozen, and he didn't obey the call at all.

The two lay motionless in the ring, and everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded, and Elder Ruan, who served as the arbitrator, was also stunned.

Fall to the ground and lose, but how to count the two falling to the ground together?

Elder Ruan hurriedly took out the parchment scroll, read the rules again, and read them out loud.

"If two people fall to the ground at the same time, no one stands up within ten breaths, and it is a draw."

"If someone stands up within ten breaths and the other can't, the contest is over, and the one who stands up first wins."

This rule is not clear to many elders, because this kind of situation has not been seen in the tournament for many years.

"The old man began to count, and he ...... breath"

Elder Ruan shouted loudly, but stopped as soon as he spoke.

Because Zhao Lin and Basang have already stood up.

Zhao Lin gasped for a while, and after listening to the rules of the competition read by Elder Ruan, he immediately supported the ground with his elbows and slowly got up.

Basang rolled over, got to his knees on one knee, barely supported his body with his two hands, and gradually stood upright.

Although both of them stood up, they looked quite embarrassed.

Zhao Lin's practice uniform had a big hole in it, leaving only the cloth of his shoulders and arms hanging on his body, and Basang's short robe was broken from the middle, and the hem was broken and scattered.

He ...... Actually stood up! ”

Sa Tianthorn was so surprised that he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

Lu Chaohuan, Yang Lin, and the elders of the Xingyun Sect clenched their fists nervously, secretly pinching Zhao Lin's sweat.

Elder Ruan coughed and asked, "Can the two of you still fight?" If you are too injured and want to quit, you can raise your hand. ”

Zhao Lin and Basang didn't say anything.

Elder Ruan nodded, "Okay, the competition continues." ”

Borta, McQueen, Li Taiqing, Muheli...... These high-ranking disciples who originally thought they had the ability to compete with the two of them were all convinced when they saw this.

Not to mention the strength that the two of them have already shown, with the two tricks of splitting the air and sealing the wolf, they asked themselves that no matter which move they hit, it would be absolutely impossible for them to stand up like Zhao Lin and Basang.

Zhao Lin felt some strength regained, looked directly at Basang, and began to assess the current situation.

There was a dull pain in the chest and ribs on both sides, and the slightest pull hurt in the heart, the main meridians were damaged, the strength could not be smoothed, and the limbs were soft and numb......

The injuries are serious, but they can still fight!

"My body has been modified to resist no one."

"Basang is a double blood realm, and his cultivation is higher than mine, so he can't be allowed to continue to recover."

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin stepped on broken steps and slowly approached Basang.

The more you are at such a time, the more you have to grit your teeth and insist, you are uncomfortable, and your opponent may be more uncomfortable than yourself!

When Basang saw Zhao Lin coming over, he was taken aback at first, and then a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he immediately met him.

He could have waited for his work, but he was on the edge of the ring and had to get out of danger immediately.

The two walked to three steps away and threw punches at the same time, aiming at the opponent's left ribs.

The offense is the active side, and it saves physical strength than the defender when fighting, and if it dodges, it means giving up the first move and falling into a passive position.

So the two of them didn't dodge, let each other's fists hit them, and at the same time put force on their hands and give each other a heavy blow.

With two muffled sounds, Zhao Lin and Basang staggered backwards, their facial features twitched in pain, their faces distorted, and they took a few deep breaths before regaining their footing.

The two of them suddenly found that their strength had seriously declined due to injury, and their combat power was basically equivalent to the early stage of the Qi Realm.

Fortunately, the same is true for the person opposite......

No one hesitated, and pounced on each other again.

The realm temporarily falls, and you can't use powerful exercises, two of you, you punch, I kick, return to the most primitive way of fighting.

Everyone watching the battle, whether it was an elder of the Yuan Realm or a disciple of the Blood Realm, was stunned, and even the natives who were cleaning the venue were stunned......

Unconsciously, the sun came over the school field, scorching the two people fighting in the ring.

After fighting for nearly an hour, Basang was panting like a cow, his physical strength was gradually exhausted, and his fist speed was getting slower and slower.

Zhao Lin's body style has also slowed down, but his momentum has not decreased, and there are still rules and regulations for his moves.

Absorbing the spirit of the old scalper and the bear, in addition to bringing him extraordinary strength, he also has a long stamina.

The advantage of endurance is revealed at this moment.

A look of worry flashed in Sa Tian's dazzling eyes, the physical strength of the beloved disciple had reached the limit, how could Zhao Lin still be so violent?

Lu Chaohuan saw that Zhao Lin had signs of winning, and he almost couldn't believe his judgment, he glanced back at Yang Lin and said in a low voice: "Zhao Lin, he ......"

Yang Lin didn't speak, only nodded slightly.

Basang became more and more anxious, and began to completely ignore Zhao Lin's attack, so that he fought for his life and lost both.

This is a sign of being in a weak position and losing physical strength.

At this time, Zhao Lin no longer fought hard with Basang, but relied on his physical strength advantage to firmly control the battle situation.

Only occasionally counterattacking with one and a half moves made it difficult for Basang to parry.

After fighting for more than 20 rounds, Basang suddenly roared, and hit his fists left and right, showing an encirclement momentum, and pounced on Zhao Lin with a fit.

I want to take a fall!

Zhao Lin saw through Basang's mind at a glance, and immediately stabbed a palm in the center, and before being hit by Basang's fist, his fingertips pressed against his chest.

Then the five fingers were closed, and the inch fist exerted a second force, and the punch knocked Basang back a few steps.

The footsteps quickly followed, raising his arm and elbowing into Basan.

This trick of "nine elbows" was learned from Jiang Pu.

After fighting Jiang Pu the day before yesterday, Yang Lin taught Zhao Lin the trick of picking elbows in nine sections when he was reviewing.

Zhao Lin had a flash of inspiration and suddenly used this trick.

Basang didn't have time to think about it, and subconsciously raised his fist to block.

Zhao Lin's forearm immediately popped out like a wound crossbow machine, and his fist hit Basang's shoulder.

Then he clasped his five fingers behind his back, grabbed one of Basan's arms, and threw him out of the ring with all his strength.

Thump!

Basang landed on his back.

The whole Dayue stand up and let out a deafening cheer, and the head of the sect and the elders also disregarded decency and celebrated with all the disciples.

Only Shangguan Xi'an, an official of the Ministry of Rites, sat in his seat, his old tears were crissling, and he looked up to the sky and muttered to himself: "God bless Dayue, God bless Dayue......"

(Volume I, end)

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