Gongs and drums sounded in unison, cheers erupted, and the flow of people was as dense as an ant colony, and there was no place to stand on it.

The martial arts arena is set up in the first field, and the stands in the stadium are full of spectators, shoulder to shoulder, and people are close to each other.

Outside the field, four huge fantasy pictures are suspended in the air, presenting a picture of the first field, which is exciting and shocking to the human eye.

The four ancestral monks appeared in the first field at the same time, and Zu Ming served as the grandstand person, announcing the game, and the four monks meditated on one side in the east, west, south and north, and the formation was really bluffing.

Under the leadership of Ruluo, Lao Huang and the others grabbed a good position in the front row, and the fat man Dong Yaowu found Lao Huang and them in advance, followed them, and followed them to the front row to watch the competition.

Hua Wenxiang is warming up in the hall waiting for the battle at this time, today's battle, more than lucky, but it is not easy to hold on to it until now, and it doesn't hurt to lose the competition, anyway, there is Lao Huang in the matter of King Kong, how to ask the old abbot, he has his own way.

"The contest begins, and the contestants are invited to enter. Zu Ming said in a blood soul voice.

Hua Wenxiang and Lin Xi, who was not far away, looked at each other and smiled, the latter ignored it at all, and walked directly out of the waiting hall and walked to the ring, Hua Wenxiang smiled awkwardly and followed.

The two walked into the ring, and in the stands, the shouts outside the venue suddenly exploded, which was deafening.

"The flowers are warm and fragrant, the flowers are warm and fragrant...... Lin Xi, Lin Xi ......"

"Brother Hua, break through the realm again today and enter the Yingcheng realm to show us!"

"Little Huahua, although your name is delicate, but you have hard fists, my sisters like it, you must be careful later!"

"Lin Xi, it's time for you, can you take off the veil, let's take a look at your true face. ”

......

"The jousting begins. Zu Ming's Blood Soul Transmission overpowered all voices.

The gongs and drums in and out of the field sounded again, the atmosphere burned to the extreme, the flowers were warm and fragrant, and they hugged their fists and saluted, and then their muscles tightened, and they put on a wish boxing frame, as if facing a great enemy.

Lin Xi stood in place, haunted by bloodless souls, Hua Wenxiang just wanted to strike first, but the former said lightly: "I admit defeat." ”

After speaking, the tall woman with a veil covering her face slowly walked out of the ring and went straight to the exit without looking back.

Now that the mission is accomplished, there is no need to stay any longer.

There was silence inside and outside the field, and everyone was full of doubts, as if they had misheard, and rubbed their eyes again, so that they were sure that everything was true.

Hua Wenxiang blinked, didn't know what to do, and looked at Lao Huang on the stage, who smiled and nodded, I don't know what it meant.

Zu Ming didn't know why Lin Xi would surrender without a fight, in his opinion, such a woman was completely sure to win the game, this friend of the disciple Ruluo was really lucky, the atmosphere in the arena stagnated for a moment, Zu Ming announced with a blood soul transmission: "The winner is warm and fragrant, and directly enters the finals." ”

There was an uproar inside and outside the court, what is this called, what is the wonderful duel they are looking forward to day and night? That Lin Xi is obviously so strong, why should he surrender? Everyone is looking forward to the duel between the two, and they all want to see how the two will divide the victory and defeat in the end.

However, before the competition began, one side surrendered without a fight, this is a competition to enter the finals, it is too hasty, many people are extremely dissatisfied, some people even complain about Lin Xi's practice with a good figure, and some people say that there is a shady scene, saying that Hua Wenxiang bought Lin Xi to win the game in advance, and won without a fight, it was just a fluke, even if he won, it would be dishonorable......

There was a lot of discussion inside and outside the venue, and there was chaos.

After that, Hua Wenxiang did not return to the waiting hall, but came to Lao Huang's side, planning to watch the next competition together, and people around kept asking Hua Wenxiang what was going on just now, how did the good competition not end with one move, some people either congratulated him, or questioned him, and regretted this competition.

Hua Wenxiang smiled and answered one by one, telling the truth.

Zu Ming announced: "The second competition, begin. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone began to slowly quiet down, and Yaogu Liu Xiangbo and Qingzong Yanbai walked into the ring at the same time, just like the scene of the last Jiangling Fight.

The two didn't care about the duel between Hua Wenxiang and Lin Xi just now, especially gloomy, he just hoped to have a good fight with Liu Xiangbo, last time in the battle of Jiangling, he was too careless, and he lost to the other party within ten moves, which was a shame.

The two young people from the four major forces stood in the ring, one was cold, the other was handsome, and all the women who watched the competition couldn't help but be deeply moved.

The contest between Hua Wenxiang and Lin Xi just now gradually subsided, and everyone immediately turned the finger to the two people on the stage

In the ring, the two young men were almost thirty steps apart, and Zu Ming announced, "Competition, begin." ”

As soon as the words fell, Di Bai had already drawn out his long sword, and came behind Liu Xiangbo with Wu Lu Qi, before a sword was handed out, Liu Xiangbo also disappeared in an instant, and when he came to Di Bai, the blood soul ice sword wrapped in Wu Green Qi stabbed directly at Di Bai's back, and the latter quickly turned around and blocked the sword with his sword.

The two swords touched, trembling, and Liu Xiangbo said calmly: "This time it's not as careless as last time." ”

He smiled and said, "You'd better be serious, otherwise don't make a fool of yourself in public for a while." ”

Cracks began to appear on Liu Xiangbo's Blood Soul Ice Sword, and Di Bai directly took out a magic weapon-level matching sword this time, which proved that he planned not to spare any strength as soon as he came up.

"Click. ”

The Blood Soul Ice Sword in Liu Xiangbo's hand suddenly broke and shattered to the ground, and he quickly moved back dozens of steps, pulling out the black umbrella that was also a magic weapon behind him.

Ritual weapon against ritual weapon, black clothes against white clothes.

Gloom Bai followed closely, and the long sword carried the sword wind, roaring around.

The black-clothed Liu Xiangbo used an umbrella as a sword and the dark white continued to harden, and there were always sharp ice picks in the surrounding sky, constantly stabbing at the dark white, and the latter at the same time made the surrounding emerald blood soul small sword and ice pick collide, and the two dissolved.

The wide arena was chaotic, the explosion of blood souls impacting, the collision between magic weapons, thick smoke billowing out, and the qi shook in all directions.

The figures of the two are difficult to capture with the naked eye,

Suddenly, a two-zhang high bell-shaped ice slammed down from the sky, and the gloom was directly below, and when he looked up, he had already been stirred into powder by the sword qi and turned into slag of thin ice.

Such a fierce battle lasted for a long time, countless spectators shouted and cheered at the top of their voices for a while, and watched the game silently, each of them stared intently at the two people on the field, for fear of missing a trace of wonderful details, but even so, most people's eyes were still difficult to keep up with their movements.

Snowflakes began to float in the sky, and then out of thin air appeared ten huge spears one foot long, the spears were crystal clear, and the sunlight hit them, dazzling people's eyes.

Liu Xiangbo's body was entangled in the blue qi, and his momentum suddenly increased several times.

Ten ice crystal spears rushed towards the dim white, the sound was terrifying, the dim white resisted with the magic sword, one, two, until the seventh, Liu Xiangbo appeared beside him, the black umbrella was sharper than the sword, piercing the dim white chest, and the corner of the latter's mouth pouted with a smile.

A sword quickly slashed out, and the three remaining giant spears in the sky suddenly dissolved into the air, and then the pale sword blocked Liu Xiangbo, who was entangled in the blue qi, and between all the movements, the spectators in the stands almost didn't see it clearly.

The violent collision of this umbrella and a sword produced a wind like a tornado, as if it was about to tear the surroundings, and the stands not far away were full of danger.

The four ancestral monks sat in the east, west, north and south of the ring, and an invisible barrier suddenly appeared on all sides, blocking the wind, and the spectators on the stand gasped, since the four monks of Xuanyun Temple were in charge, then they didn't need to worry about their comfort.

Those spectators who were afraid of being affected by the battle quickly let go of the burden in their hearts and continued to watch the competition, but it was difficult for them to see the details of this competition, so they had to vaguely follow the visible anger on the field and try to find the figures of the two.

Qingzong's white body is entangled in blue qi!

Liu Xiangbo smiled lightly, "This Tianxiang tide seems to be of great benefit to you." ”

Pale said, "You have to be careful next. ”

The realm of young people has reached a higher level, and the swordsmanship used has risen again.

Four years ago, the dark white was the martial green realm, and two years later it reached the bottleneck, and after another two years, that is, when the tide of the Tianxiang River was not in front of it, the young man broke through the river bottom and entered the blue realm.

Liu Xiangbo is very satisfied with this Jiangling fight, this time there is a lot more martial arts than last time, and the previous battle with Ruluo made him clearly feel that among his peers, he is not alone, and some people are following closely behind, and today he is facing off against Qingzong Dibai, this medicine valley genius is full of interest and full of fighting spirit.

He regarded this battle as the last battle of this Jiangling battle, and as for the battle with Hua Wenxiang later, Liu Xiangbo, who didn't even care about the Martial Green Realm in his eyes, would care about a little Xuanhuang Realm.

It's just a waste of time to disdain to fight against this.

An invisible barrier rose a hundred feet high around the ring, blocking the cold aura inside without any gaps.

Liu Xiangbo had already had a great time fighting in the beast tide of Tianxiangjiang before, and this time the Jiangling Fight gave him a full surprise, which was really worth this trip to Nanzhou.

As a young man who is focused on cultivating by the Qing Sect, since he lost to Liu Xiangbo in disgrace, he has become more desperate to practice swordsmanship, and few people know about the hard work he has paid.

As a genius among geniuses, Liu Xiangbo has no one who knows how hard he usually cultivates, only that this person is cultivating all the time, and even cultivating in his dreams when he sleeps.

The ring, which was printed with huge Buddha characters, began to crack continuously, hollowed into pits, and was cut into cracks.

Zu Ming's mind moved slightly, the huge Buddha characters on the ring deepened again, the broken stone slabs on the stage were harder than iron, he was in charge of the first field, and the Buddha characters in this field were from his hands, so when the field was about to break, he made a steady move.

The battle lasted for another hour, during which the four invisible barriers around the ring continued to shake and ripple, and there were no figures at all for Dubai and Liu Xiangbo, but there would be a faint blue blood soul qi left everywhere they passed.

The dust in the ring began to slowly dissipate, the sound of swords and umbrellas clashing had also disappeared, and the surroundings gradually became quiet.

The spectators inside and outside the stadium had long since stopped talking, and were concentrating on watching the competition, and when they saw that the field gradually quieted down, everyone realized that the competition should be over, and everyone stared at the stage with wide eyes.

After a few moments, the smoke vanished, revealing a badly damaged ring,

The black-clothed Liu Xiangbo's clothes were a little tattered, the white clothes were pale and supported his body with a sword, and the white clothes on his body were seriously tattered, and blood stained them.

The two of them were more than ten steps away, and the blood and soul qi had already dissipated, and they looked at this peer with a calm face, and grinned: "Compared to you, I am really still ...... inferior."

Before he could finish speaking, the young man with the magic sword in his hand fell to the ground.

(End of chapter)