Hearing this loud bell and drum-like shouting, the two of them were shocked in their hearts at the same time, and the momentum that was about to accumulate was aroused by this cheer, and disappeared in an instant.

They turned their heads in shock and quickly, looking in the direction from which the sound was coming from.

Xiao Bufan clasped a pair of tiger eyebrows, slowly stood up, and shouted in a deep voice: "This is a competition, not a duel, let alone a life-and-death contest! It is of course a good thing to want to win, but at the cost of hurting the foundation and losing both, you think about it, you can be worthy of the parents who raised you! You can be worthy of the teacher who trained you! If you don't hesitate to be brave for the moment, how can you achieve great things in the future! How can you protect your relatives!"

After hearing these words, the two of them glanced at each other, and there was a trace of fear in their hearts.

Luo Zhang and Bai Rujia both got up, looked at them, and scolded: "You two stinky boys, don't hurry up and thank City Lord Xiao! If he hadn't stopped you with shouts in time, you would have your life at this moment!"

The two old men's eyes were wide with anger, and their beards trembled, and although their words were very polite, anyone could hear the concern in them.

"Thank you, Lord Castle, I'll never wait any longer!" both of them bowed at the same time, their tones respectful.

"That's it. Xiao Bufan waved his hand: "This is a draw, you go down to rest, and then fight." ”

"Yes. ”

The two said yes and jumped off the stage at the same time.

When they landed, they couldn't help but shake their bodies, and everyone could see that they were indeed close to the point of running out of oil and running out.

Next, the four martial arts academies present each had disciples on stage to compete, and they all had their own victories and defeats, and the competition was carried out in an orderly manner.

Soon, there were more than 120 disciples who met the conditions, and after the first round of the competition, more than half of them were eliminated.

It is undeniable that no kind of rule can completely avoid loopholes, just like this time, among those who were eliminated, some of them had good strength, but because of some bad luck, they met a stronger opponent, and finally suffered a miserable defeat and lost the competition.

When the statisticians were ready, the second round of the competition began.

Because the overall strength of the victors is high, the battle time will naturally be extended, so the second round of the competition will be much longer than the first round, and the second round will finally be completed after noon on the solstice.

At this time, there were only twenty-one people left who were shortlisted and won, among them, four people from the Yunxiao Martial Academy were shortlisted, five people from the Canglin Martial Academy, seven people from the hospital, and five people from the Qingfeng Martial Academy.

The strength of these people is at least in the Heyuan Middle Realm, and even two people are the strength of the Heyuan Upper Realm, but their real combat power is almost comparable to the Refining Void Initial Realm, which makes those people with lower strength feel pressure in their hearts.

After lunch, the third round, which is the last round that everyone is most looking forward to, officially begins.

The sun was in the sky, the breeze was blowing gently, and on the battle platform, two young people stood opposite each other.

The person on the right, aged about twenty-three or four, was dressed in black, slightly thin, with a cold look on his pale face, deep eye sockets, sharp eyes like two sharp blades, stabbing straight at the opponent in front of him.

On the other side, it is a disciple of the Yunxiao Martial Academy, with ordinary dress, honest appearance, and strength is in the Heyuan Middle Realm. He was looked at by the other party like this, he only felt uncomfortable, what was wrong, but he couldn't say it, so he had to speak first: "In Xia Yang Xinzheng, didn't you invite the surname of the teacher brother Gao?"

The man snorted and said, "You are not my opponent, go down quickly." ”

Yang Xinzheng was stunned for a moment, and then rushed up angrily, and said in his heart, how can this person be so rude! Not to mention that we haven't fought yet, even if your strength is far superior to mine, you shouldn't talk like this! Could it be that your Canglin Martial Academy is amazing!

"Is it an opponent, it seems too early to draw conclusions, although my strength is not high, but I am not so frightened by a sentence that I don't even have the courage to fight! ”

With that, Yang Xinzheng drew his long sword and prepared to meet the enemy.

"You have to think about it, I have never been easy to use the sword, once the sword is released, there will be damage, and when the time comes, you don't have to regret it!" The cold words floated out from between his teeth, word by word.

"Too much deception!"

Yang Xinzheng shouted, and Zhen Yuan poured out of his palm, and the long sword turned into a remnant cloud, attacking it like lightning.

The man's eyes shrank, and he reached out and pressed on the hilt of the sword, his sword was not yet unsheathed, but the momentum of the whole person became fierce in an instant, like a ruthless killer coming from the depths of the wind and snow.

Yang Xinzheng, who was in the field, felt the most keen, he suddenly felt that the opponent's momentum had become different, cold and emotionless, but his attack had already begun, the sword momentum had been completed, and he could not retreat lightly, and the words had already been spoken, and he couldn't help but think about it again, gritted his teeth, added three more points, and the sword in his hand went straight to the opponent's shoulder.

He has a name for this move, called 'Dark Cloud Sheng', and the wind and rain fall is the same swordsmanship, Mr. Dark Cloud, after the wind and rain, although the moves are different, but the sword intent is connected, if this move takes the lead, then the ensuing wind and rain will force the other party into an embarrassing situation.

"Carving insect skills!"

The corners of the man's mouth were slightly raised, his body was slightly wrong, and his arm quickly swung out, bringing out a blue sword light.

At this time, Yang Xinzheng had already come to the other party, and the power of Dark Cloud was about to be fully displayed, and the remnant clouds of the Dao Dao at the beginning were almost completely connected together at this time, merging into one.

However, just before the smile in his heart could appear on his face, a piece of blue light appeared out of thin air in front of him, and the cold and powerful sword intent made him feel shocked, and his momentum was also stunned.

A crisp impact sounded, and the blue light suddenly turned into a pale green pillar of light, breaking out from the only gap in the cloud, like a wooden stick hitting seven inches from the snake's body, stabbing a certain place on Yang Xinzheng's sword.

"Whoosh!"

"Ahh

Two different voices sounded one after the other, and immediately, a blood line flew into the air, turning a transparent red in the sunlight.

In the exclamation of everyone, Yang Xinzheng covered his right arm, half-kneeling on the ground, his face was full of shock and disbelief, blood slowly seeped out from between his fingers, staining his gray clothes red.

With a snap, his sword fell to the ground with all his strength after flying out for more than ten zhang, and a slight crack appeared on the originally bright sword body at this moment.

"How so!?" he muttered subconsciously.

Even though this move can't cause any damage to the other party, why is it that in one move, the other party is the main opponent and hurts himself?

"I can't help myself!"

The man snorted and put his sword back into its sheath: "It seems that your Yunxiao Martial Academy is just a waste of fame." ”

This sentence, he did not suppress his voice, and passed it out clearly.

Yang Xinzheng's face instantly turned extremely pale.

When Hai Wuya heard this, his gray eyebrows slowly wrinkled.

Wei Buwei couldn't help but chuckle when he saw that his disciple had won so easily, but Dao Yuan saw his gaze sweeping at Lu Chengding, and Lu Chengding nodded imperceptibly, as if the two were communicating something.

"Could it be that there's something wrong with this?" Dao Yuan said secretly in his heart.

Lei Luo said: "This guy is really arrogant! He dares to say this! Presumably, the people of the Yunxiao Martial Academy will definitely not be convinced." ”

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a person walked out behind Hai Wuya, and said to the stage in a cold voice: "Naturally, there are winners and losers in martial arts competitions, Your Excellency is a realm higher than my junior brother, what kind of atmosphere does he have to brag about if he wins! Could it be that in the Canglin Martial Academy, are there all arrogant guys like you!?"

"Listen to what you mean, are you not convinced?" The man slowly turned around, his chin slightly raised: "If you dare to come up, then I will give you this opportunity." ”

Originally, according to the rules, as long as you have fought a battle, you can go down to rest for a while and recover your strength, but if the winner himself proposes to continue the fight, then it is a different matter, and this situation has not been without this in previous years, but it is rare.

This disciple of the Yunxiao Martial Academy laughed angrily: "Then I will do what you wish!" He turned to Hai Wuya and saluted, "Courtyard Master, the disciple requests to come to the stage. ”

Hai Wuya thought for a while, nodded and said: "Don't be dry, take the guard as the top, and then figure it." ”

"Yes, disciple understands. ”

He nodded, walked to the battle platform, and when he staggered past Yang Xinzheng, he saw the lonely and godless expression of his honest and simple junior brother on weekdays, and he felt a little unbearable, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted: "Senior brother, don't be sad, watch me avenge you." ”

Flying up to the battle platform, he bowed his hand to the man slightly, and said indifferently: "Fang Muping came to teach Your Excellency a mastery! I think, if you guess correctly, you still don't dare to say your name and surname." ”

"Hmph, if you want to know my name, then it depends on whether you have the strength. ”

"I promise, you'll find out soon. ”

Fang Muping let out a long roar, drew his sword and made a move, just like Yang Xinzheng, he also used Dark Yunsheng. The intention is obvious, if the junior brother loses in this move, then he will use this move to open and win against the other party.

The same trick dark cloud sheng, in his hands is really different, the sword body into the remnant cloud not only more than ten more, but also condensed and heavy, the momentum is remarkable, in the middle of the road has been connected into a dark cloud, with a whistling and agitating wind, covering the other party.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

There was a hint of solemnity in the man's eyes, and the blue light in his hand flashed, and it suddenly turned into countless illusory and ethereal light curtains, and he snorted coldly: "You also take my move, the sword is without a trace!"

The illusory blue light quickly met the dark cloud.

The blue light is below, and the dark clouds are above.

A desperate rush upward, intending to dispel the boundless dark clouds of hatred, can see the light of day.

One struggled to press down, as if Mount Tai fell from the sky, crushing the arrogant blue light.

With a dull loud noise, the thick and heavy dark cloud suddenly dissipated and was never seen again, and the blue light became fragmented, leaving only a trace of it.

However, this trace of blue light that had not yet dissipated was like a poisonous snake out of a hole, slashing across Fang Muping's cheeks.

The figures of the two were separated at a touch.

The black-clothed disciple was expressionless, standing with his sword in his hand, and at the end of the long sword with a faint blue light, a trace of crimson dripped down.

Fang Muping took more than ten steps back before completely unloading that huge strength, he wiped the blood stains on his face with the back of his hand, and solemnly looked at the ruthless face, secretly shocked in his heart: "Could it be that his strength is the peak of the Heyuan Upper Realm?" or ...... He hides his strength?!"