"Let's get started!"

An old man sitting in the center of the high platform gave a faint command and said.

This old man is none other than Xuantian Sect Master Chu Daoming, who recruited disciples before, and Chu Daoming would not show up at all, but this time the recruitment of disciples was special, and he had just come out of the customs, so he personally appeared in this Yuanwu Peak to watch the new disciple exam this time.

With Chu Daoming's orders, in front of the various decisive battle tables, they immediately took action and began to draw lots.

This time the disciple duel is the most cruel knockout match, as long as there is a failure, you will be eliminated, and only by defeating the opponent all the way and being invincible can you go to the end.

A deacon disciple brought up the sticker and walked to Chen Lei and the others, in the stick, there were ten bamboo sticks in each, and Chen Lei and the others randomly drew one by one.

Chen Lei looked at the bamboo stick in his hand and found that there was a "three" written on it.

"Report the number of the bamboo skewer in your hand!" the deacon disciple said solemnly when he saw that everyone had finished drawing.

This time, the opponent's choice will be 1 vs. 10, 2 vs. 9, 3 vs. 8, 4 vs. 7, and 5 vs. 6. Everyone reported the serial number of their bamboo sticks, and after statistics, Bai Xing won the first lot, and the tenth was drawn by Wei Che.

"Okay, Bai Xing, Wei Che, you come to power, No. 2 Nie Qianran, No. 9 Dong Shuliang prepare. ”

The deacon disciples began to arrange the order of the battle according to the numbers drawn by everyone, and the other nine decisive tables were also in the same order, and the disciples who fought were arranged.

Bai Xing jumped onto the decisive stage, and Wei Che also walked slowly, both of them were full of high fighting spirit in their eyes, glaring at each other fiercely, and the eyes of both sides were so blazing that they could almost burst into sparks in midair.

"Wei Che, you are not my opponent, I took the initiative to admit defeat and surrender, otherwise we will fight in a battle, my fists and feet will have no eyes, if I hurt you, don't blame me for being too heavy. ”

Bai Xing glanced at Wei Che and said lightly.

Wei Che smiled coldly and said: "I'm not your opponent, it's really a joke, it's still unknown who will kill the deer in a while, what means are there, just use it." ”

Bai Xing smiled coldly: "If you are looking for death yourself, then you can't blame others, look at the trick." ”

After speaking, the folding fan in Bai Xing's hand suddenly pointed out, like a silver ray, and went straight to Wei Che's eyebrows.

The exercises practiced by Bai Xing are the Bai family's flowing silver light fan method, which is known for its power like electricity and unpredictable, and it is an extremely clever set of exercises.

Seeing Bai Xing's attack, Wei Che smiled coldly, his fists erupted with extremely violent power, turning a blind eye to Bai Xing's unpredictable fan method, and slammed his fist towards Wei Che's face.

As soon as Wei Che made a move, Bai Xing felt a fierce wind rushing towards him, with a thick evil aura, and those two fists rapidly enlarged in his eyes, weighing as much as a thousand pounds.

Bai Xing hurriedly withdrew the folding fan that he attacked, and at the same time, with a flexible turn of his body, he avoided Wei Che's attacking fist, and then, he stepped on a set of mysterious footwork, and quickly walked around Wei Che, looking for Wei Che's flaws, ready to defeat the opponent with one blow.

In the face of Bai Xing's attack, Wei Che was extremely calm, standing still in place, but his eyes were slightly closed, and he only sensed Bai Xing's position by feeling.

Whenever Bai Xing attacked, Wei Che only adjusted his position slightly, and then, ignoring Bai Xing's attack, he smashed it with all his strength, and defused Bai Xing's attack several times with a fearless style of fighting that both sides were injured.

Wei Che's style of play really makes Bai Xing bitter and unspeakable, this kind of play can be said to be extremely scoundrel, I can't avoid your attack, but if you hurt me, I won't let you feel good.

Moreover, Bai Xing quickly wandered to find an opportunity to attack, while Wei Che only needed to defend passively, and in terms of physical exertion, it was two or three times less than Bai Xing, and after a long time, Bai Xing was a little unbearable.

"Wei Che, don't you think your style of play is too scoundrel?"

After Bai Xing's attack was forced back by Wei Che again, he was so angry that he cursed.

Wei Che was indifferent to Bai Xing's accusation, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "What scoundrel is not a scoundrel, as long as he can win." ”

Bai Xing sneered: "Wei Che, do you really think that you can win me like this, it's too naïve, it seems that if you don't show some real skills, you won't admit defeat, look at the move." ”

After speaking, Bai Xing's whole person suddenly became blurred, and then, a phantom suddenly appeared, this phantom and another figure turned into two streamers, and attacked Wei Che's left and right sides.

This move was really beyond Wei Che's expectations, which one is true and which one is fake, left or right?

There was no time to think, Wei Che almost relied on instinct to punch a figure on the left that was attacking him.

"Boom!" A punch missed, broken, not this, the next moment, Wei Che only felt a sharp pain coming from under the flank, and the whole person flew sideways and fell, fell out of the decisive table, fell to the ground, and ended in defeat.

On the decisive stage, the figure of Bai Xing slowly appeared, but he was also extremely embarrassed at this time, his face was pale, and his hands and feet trembled slightly uncontrollably.

This phantom clone trick just now is the technique of the Bai family Zhen clan, he used it, and it was extremely reluctant, originally thinking that he would keep this trick to deal with stronger enemies, but he didn't expect Wei Che to be much more difficult than he imagined, and he actually forced him to use a trick in the first game.

"Shirahoshi wins!"

After the deacon disciple in charge of the referee announced the result, he let Shirahoshi go down to rest and announced that the disciples of the second group of duels would play.

The second group of duels is No. 2 vs. No. 9, No. 2 Nie Qianran, and No. 9 is Dong Shuliang.

Dong Shuliang and Nie Qianran both came to the stage at the same time, Dong Shuliang looked at Nie Qianran with unscrupulous eyes, and circled around the sensitive parts of Nie Qianran's body for a long time.

"Senior Sister Nie, you are so beautiful, I am really reluctant to start, it is better to do this, you take the initiative to admit defeat and give this game to Senior Brother, and when it is over, Senior Brother, I will invite you to a big meal and apologize to you, what do you think?"

Dong Shuliang looked Nie Qianran up and down and said deliberately.

Nie Qianran kept Chen Lei's words in mind, for such a person, you don't need to pay attention to him, the more you pay attention to it, the more this kind of person has to make inches, and the best way to deal with this kind of person is to shoot directly, so Nie Qianran didn't say a word to Dong Shuliang, and the long sword in her hand slashed down with a sword.

"Phew!"

With a soft sound, Nie Qianran's sword directly cut Dong Shuliang's sleeve, if it weren't for Dong Shuliang's fast dodge, he would almost have lost one of his hands.

Dong Shuliang, who was shocked into a cold sweat, suddenly became gloomy: "Slut, don't you have a shame on your face, then don't blame Dong Ye for being you're welcome, let you taste the power of Dong Ye's big gun." ”