On the second day, the sun had just risen, and the earth-shattering drums sounded, resounding throughout Xihuang Mountain.

With the sound of drums, the people of the twelve major factions came to the square.

Thirty-six people were divided into eighteen groups, and in addition to the referee's platform, there were only six newly built platforms in the martial arts arena, which could only be divided into three batches and randomly assigned.

Yang Xiaotian was assigned to the first batch, and his opponent was Chongwu Academy.

Among the partners, in the first batch are Gu Gu Yun and Liu Feifu.

Liu Feiyi came to Yang Xiaotian's ring early to cheer him on.

Naturally, she was inevitably laughed at by Long Yixuan, who was heavy on her brother.

The girl blushed and glared at him and said, "I want you to take care of it!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Yang Xiaotian plans to use his fists today, not his sword.

Punch violently, punch to the flesh.

With the sword light, chic freehand.

Unable to make a move in the first round, the young man held back a fire in his heart, and planned to use his identity as a martial artist of the Eight Realms today, relying on a pair of fists to fight in close quarters to vent the fire.

Qin Fei smiled and said, "I wish Master a great victory!"

The young man smiled slightly, and wanted to go on stage, but suddenly a fingertip like bamboo shoots and a hand like a white lotus stretched out next to him, and grabbed his cuffs.

The young man thought it was Liu Feiyi and said, "Yiyi, you don't have to worry. ”

Who knew that Concubine Liu said: "It's not me." ”

Long Yixuan laughed, and even Xiao Qiuduo laughed out loud.

The young man felt that something was wrong, and when he looked back, Guihai Youxin was pulling his sleeves.

When he saw that it was him, the young man's head hurt, and he shook off his hand and said, "Don't pull and pull, just say it if you have something to say." ”

Guihai Youxin smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Brother Yang, you can't lose, I paid for you to win this time." ”

Yang Xiaotian was puzzled: "How much?"

"Twenty!"

"Twenty Alien Beast Neidan?"

"Twenty taels of silver. Guihai Youxin said solemnly.

Yang Xiaotian rolled his eyes: "Get out!"

The boy didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, volleyed in the air, and landed firmly in the ring.

"Come on, Master!" Qin Fei applauded from the audience.

A young scholar from Chongwu Academy flew onto the stage, his gray clothes fluttering, and as soon as he stood firm, he hugged his fists and said: "Chongwu Academy Tuoba Meng!"

This young scholar was thin and weak, and the bamboo pole was similar, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, but he took a mighty name - Tuoba Meng.

The information shows that Tuoba Meng is a sword cultivator in the early stage of the virtual reality realm, and the weapon is a dark iron heavy sword called "Heavy Mountain", which has been passed down by Yan Chunqiu, the master of Chongwu Academy, and is invincible with one hand "Wind and Thunder Sword Technique".

Yang Xiaotian put out a fist fight and said, "Heaven is closed, Yang Xiaotian, please give advice." ”

Tuoba Meng didn't hurry to do anything, but asked, "Aren't you a sword cultivator, why don't you use a sword?"

Yang Xiaotian smiled: "Don't you know that I am also a martial artist? ”

Tuoba Meng stopped talking, and the heavy mountain sword in his hand shook, and the sword sparked through the sky, reflecting the brilliance of the entire ring.

Chongwu Academy was thunderous.

Yang Xiaotian's fists struck each other, crackling instantly, and the invisible energy hung a whirlwind on the stage, rushing towards Tuoba Meng, with a terrifying momentum.

Tuoba Meng didn't mess up at all, with a wave of the heavy mountain sword, the whirlwind scattered, and he said, "It's my turn!"

With a cold snort, the light of the heavy mountain sword in his right hand was in full bloom, Tuoba Meng's face was cold, his left hand clenched the magic trick, and the heavy mountain sword came out of his hand, with the momentum of moving mountains and seas, rushing towards Yang Xiaotian like lightning.

Yang Xiaotian was not afraid, raised his fists, and rushed towards the Chongshan Sword.

"Bang!"

The sound of the four wilds!

The heavy mountain sword flew back into Tuobano's hands.

Yang Xiaotian came to Tuoba Ye almost at the same time as the Chongshan Sword, and before Tuoba Ye could grasp the heavy sword, his right fist had already smashed into his chest, and at the same time, his left hand turned into a fist, and the palm knife slashed at his ribs.

Tuoba Ye turned the heavy mountain sword to meet the fist, and quickly turned sideways to avoid Yang Xiaotian's palm knife.

The huge strength of the fist made Tuoba Ye Lianren fly into the air with his sword.

Tuoba Ye was in mid-air, pinching the sword trick, thinking of a sword technique that fell from the sky.

Yang Xiaotian didn't wait for his sword move to take shape, he suddenly rose from the ground and came to the position three zhang in front of Tuoba Ye.

In mid-air, the green shirt flickered, and the gray clothes fluttered.

Tuoba Ye shouted angrily, and the heavy mountain sword stabbed straight out.

The wind howled, the thunder and lightning flashed.

"Wind and Thunder Sword Technique!" someone on the ground shouted.

Yang Xiaotian was unmoved, passed through the heavy sword rays, and flew closer.

The fierce sword aura tore the hem and cuffs of his clothes to shreds.

The sword qi scraped scars on his body, and the young man remembered that he had forgotten to put on the body protection robe given by Yan Chixia at this time.

"What kind of body protection robe, so that it is happy. ”

The speed was faster, and he came to Tuoba Ye in an instant, and his fists were swung out at the same time, and the fist was cold and windy.

Tuoba Ye had a heavy mountain sword in his hand, and Yang Xiaotian's double fists hit the sword body, like a mountain and a mountain, and his fists were dripping with blood.

Yang Xiaotian flew back upside down, Tuoba Ye flew backwards, and the two of them pulled away for more than ten feet.

Yang Xiaotian shouted: "Come again!"

The heavy mountain sword came to Tuoba Ye's body, the light flashed, I saw his hands quickly change his gestures, the sword in front of him was surging, and in a moment, the sword light formed a large bottomless golden huge vortex, Tuoba Ye's face was even colder, urging the vortex forward.

Yang Xiaotian was in mid-air, waving his fists and quickly rushing into the whirlpool.

I saw a cyan figure wrapped in a whirlpool, churning up and down.

Concubine Liu looked up at the sky, and the worried look on her face became more and more intense.

Qin Fei even said: "Master is too big, so he wants to win the game with his fists." ”

Only Long Yixuan raised his head in contemplation and was silent.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap rang out in midair.

couldn't help but change color under the ring on Yang Xiaotian's side, which attracted other people in the ring to look at this side.

In midair, the whirlpool disappeared, and the figures of the two duels quickly staggered.

Yang Xiaotian's face turned red, only to feel the blood churning in his chest, and a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat and was forcibly swallowed.

Over there, Tuoba Ye's body shook violently, and with a "wow", a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Tuoba Ye adjusted a few breaths, and the heavy mountain sword came back to him, but the light was shaky and not as good as before.

"The wind and thunder shook the mountains overnight!" Tuoba Ye let out a long howl.

The blue sky and white sun suddenly darkened, and the dark clouds rolled above the two of them, and thunder roared.

Yang Xiaotian was not surprised, and muttered: "You used this big move at the beginning, but at the end of the strong crossbow, where is the spiritual power to dominate this sword move?"

Dark clouds cover the top, and thunderbolts are approaching.

The young man was lucky, let the dark clouds and thunderbolts hit his body, turned into a dragon, and instantly came to Tuoba Ye's body, his left palm slashed on the heavy mountain sword, and his right fist carried the shadow of the fist in the sky, and one punch connected to the other punch and hit Tuoba Ye's body.

Tuoba Ye was originally holding on to the sword technique, but at this time, where could he resist the heavy blow of the fist, and his body shook a few times and fell.

Yang Xiaotian landed slowly, although his steps were staggering, his spirit was flying.

Tuoba Ye struggled to stand up and arched his hand, "I lost." ”

The referee's voice sounded: "Yang Xiaotiansheng!"