A deacon elder standing in District 1 took out the roster, glanced at it lightly, and said to the disciples below: "I want to know the order of ranking, so there will be no nonsense here." The first game: Xu Shichang, a disciple of the inner door of Lingji Peak, played against Wu Tong, an inner disciple of Wulian Peak. ”

As soon as the words fell, the two figures flew to the ring like eagles and cranes, only to see one wearing a white cloth shirt, one of them looking fluttering and light, and the other was wearing a brown suit, with a resolute face, and a weathered appearance, but both of them were eighth-level refiners.

"Senior Brother Martial Arts, please!" the white-clothed young man chuckled at the corner of his mouth and said like a gentleman, obviously it was Xu Shichang of Lingji Peak.

"Senior Brother Xu, please. Wu Tong replied in a hoarse voice.

Obviously, the two didn't know each other, and they just stood in the ring and competed in words.

Then he didn't talk nonsense, but he saw Wutong's long sword suddenly fly into the air and slash directly at Xu Shichang.

"Senior Brother Wu is really impatient. Xu Shichang whispered, his reaction was not slow, and the long sword in his hand moved sideways.

"Bell"

There was a sound of metal clashing, but it was two long swords intersecting.

"Returning to the Sword"

Wu Tong stretched out his hand, grabbed the long sword in his hand, and was about to rush over.

Xu Shichang shouted loudly: "A thousand kills." ”

I saw the long sword enter the thunder, and suddenly let out a rolling roaring sound, rushing towards Wu Tong at an astonishing speed, with a huge momentum.

Wu Tong seemed to be accustomed to such a scene, the long sword in his hand swiped lightly in front of him, and a sword qi shot Xu Shichang's sword phantom, and when the two sides touched, the original mighty long sword was offset from the direction and stabbed into the ring.

"Bluff, bells and whistles!" Wu Tong muttered, the whole person was like a rabbit, and went straight to Xu Shichang.

"Senior Brother Xu has already made a move, so let's try the 'Thousand Shadow Killing' that Wu learned by hunting demons in the North Styx Mountain!"

Xu Feiyang looked at the two people on the stage carefully, it seemed that the two of them had the same moves, but Xu Shichang's swordsmanship was like a rainbow, and he pursued too much momentum, but his actual power was much lower. However, Wu Tong's use is also "Thousand Kills", but the moves are introverted, and there is a kind of power of "one sword out of the white ghost retreat", which seems to be bland, but in fact, it is unstoppable and unstoppable.

Xu Shichang had just recalled the long sword, and suddenly found that Wu Tong was already approaching, and the bland sword was the "Thousand Kills" that he couldn't be more proficient in, but the terrifying power attached to that sword made his heart palpitate.

"Sword and shield!"

Xu Shichang had no choice but to dance with a long sword in his hand, eagerly spreading a sword net, wanting to resist the power of Wu Tong's sword.

I saw the corners of Wu Tong's mouth upturned, revealing a contemptuous smile, and he shouted softly: "Ignorance!"

"Bang!"

When the long sword touched the sword net, it first made a few frictional sounds, followed by a crisp blasting sound, and I saw that the originally tight sword net was shattered in an instant.

Under the impact of the sword, Xu Shichang took several steps back in a row, stumbling and falling on the ring, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Wu Tong stood in front of Xu Shichang, his long sword went straight to his forehead, and said lightly: "Senior Brother Xu, you lost." ”

Xu Shichang's face was pale, and he bit his lips tightly, but he had nothing to say, with the same cultivation realm and the same martial arts and sword style, he was not the enemy of the other party! This made him both ashamed and shocked.

"Senior Brother Xu, don't be unconvinced. Remember, the flowers in the greenhouse can only be used for ornamentation, if you want to win against Wu, then go to the North Styx Mountain to practice. After Wu Tong finished speaking, he turned around and left with heavy steps.

The deacon elder who presided over the ring glanced at Xu Shichang, frowned slightly, and then looked at Wu Tong who was far away, then nodded slightly, and announced loudly: "In the first game, Wu Tong wins!"

Xu Feiyang looked at the direction of Wu Tong's departure, and a trace of essence flashed in his eyes. It is rumored in the sect that the monks of the same level are fighting the method, and the senior brothers of Wu Lian Peak are much higher than the other peaks, and they originally thought that there were many lies, but now that they have seen it with their own eyes, they believe it a little.

In this way, although strength is related to cultivation, it has more to do with fighting experience. Xu Feiyang thought to himself.

He turned his head to look at the other rings, only to find that there were people coming and going, and the fight was raging.

"yes, isn't that Senior Brother Xiao Feng? He was in the ring so soon, but who was the one who was the enemy of him? ”

Xu Feiyang saw that on the No. 3 ring, Xiao Feng, who was dressed in a gray robe, was holding an iron pestle in his hand, with a heavy stick shadow, and a solemn look on his face, fighting with a young man with a cyan shirt.

Looking at the appearance of the young man, he was only in his early thirties, with dark skin, a resolute face, and a pair of radiant eyes, facing Xiao Feng's pressing step by step, but he seemed calm and relaxed, with one hand on his back and the other hand clenching the long sword back and forth.

Seeing this, Xu Feiyang frowned, this person's strength was obviously higher than Xiao Feng's, but he didn't defeat him, as if he was deliberately entangled with him, and like a daily sparring partner, he deliberately weighed the opponent's strength. You must know that Xiao Feng, as an inner disciple of Wu Lian Peak, has also participated in many training in the Northern Styx Mountain, and his true strength cannot be regarded as an ordinary disciple.

"Who is this senior brother? He is so strong, and he can be so calm and calm in the face of Senior Brother Xiao. Xu Feiyang asked a middle-aged disciple next to him in a low voice.

The man turned his head to look at Xu Feiyang with a cold face, slightly stunned, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said in a low voice: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Xu, who was in Ganlong in Xiayuquan Peak." ”

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Gan Long of Yuquan Peak, I wonder if Senior Brother Gan knows that Senior Brother in Tsing Yi?" Xu Feiyang asked in a low voice.

"Don't you know Senior Brother Xu? That's Senior Brother Luo Weilin, Senior Brother of Wulian Peak's Inner Gate. Gan Long was a little surprised, before Dabi, everyone regarded Lin Yundong, Luo Weilin, Xu Feiyang, Ouyang Fei, Yang Qingyun, Song Bing and others as popular candidates for the Great Competition of Refining Mortal Realm, but he didn't expect Xu Feiyang to be a great disciple of the famous Inner Gate of Wulian Peak.

"It turns out that this is Senior Brother Luo Weilin, no wonder even Senior Brother Xiao Feng is not an opponent. After Xu Feiyang heard that this person was Luo Weilin, his face softened slightly, and he also nodded.

Luo Weilin's name was something he had often heard, and this person was also the second-ranked candidate in the last disciple mission. I heard that this person is a popular candidate for the quota of the Netherworld Secret Realm this time, and he is also one of his potential opponents.

"Senior Brother Gan, why is Senior Brother Luo just blindly resisting, isn't it an insult to Senior Brother Xiao?" Xu Feiyang said with some puzzlement, it stands to reason that the two of them belong to Wulian Peak, and their relationship should be good on weekdays, Luo Weilin has no reason to deliberately bully Senior Brother Xiaofeng.

"Oh, Senior Brother Luo has already indicated that he wants to test Senior Brother Xiao's strength before he opens the university, let him make a hundred moves and sparring for a stick of incense. Gan Long's mouth had a cheerful tone, but his eyes were extremely adoring.

"I see!" Xu Feiyang nodded, carefully looking at the competition on the stage.

Seeing Xiao Feng finish beating with a hearty stick shadow, Luo Weilin still looked like he was holding his back with one hand, Xiao Feng shook his head slightly, kicked the iron pestle into his pocket, and said loudly to the deacon disciple who was presiding: "Disciple admit defeat!"

"I actually took the initiative to admit defeat. Xu Feiyang shook his head, he originally wanted to observe the number of Luo Weilin's exercises, but he didn't expect Xiao Feng to fight so much, and the other party took the initiative to admit defeat before he made a move.

"Hmm. Ring Three: In the first game, Luo Weilin wins!" the deacon nodded to the two of them and announced to the audience.