The scene that had been quiet became lively again at the moment when Wan Zongfeng and Yin Du took the stage, especially the new disciples of the outer sect. Compared with the two on stage, the martial arts performance just now was just a small fight, and I finally got to see a slightly bigger scene.

After the two came to power, they did not rush to war.

"I said Zongfeng, are you endless, count by yourself, how many times, when did you win, can you still count it?" Yin Du looked helpless.

"Then you don't care, who made me embarrassed by the first martial arts performance of the new entry, who am I not looking for you?" Wan Zongfeng looked aggrieved.

It turned out that the two of them entered the mountain in the same session, and the two happened to be in the same group when they performed martial arts for the first time, and Yin Du's cultivation speed was slightly better than Wan Zongfeng's. Since then, as long as there is a chance, Wan Zongfeng wants to be ashamed, but how many years have passed, he has not succeeded, and the more the snow becomes, the more shameful it becomes.

"I beg you, can't you let you win this time!" Yin Du is really annoyed, he would rather be embarrassed, and he wants to dispose of this stunned young man, otherwise it will be really annoying.

"No, if you dare to release the water, don't even think about stopping it in the future. "This Wan Zongfeng is really a master who is not stingy, if he loses, he can't get back on the field, and he can't let him win, and he will fight half to death.

Since we can't talk about it, let's fight.

Yin Du didn't talk nonsense with him anymore, with a wave of his right hand, the long sword in his left hand came out of its sheath and swept to Yin Du's chest, Yin Du turned around and kicked at the hilt of the sword, and the long sword took advantage of the momentum to shoot straight towards Wan Zongfeng.

This beautiful dragon tail attracted a burst of applause from the disciples watching the battle.

Wan Zongfeng took out the long sword behind his back with his right hand, and lightly picked up the tip of the long sword that shot from the tip of his sword, this sword actually surrounded Wan Zongfeng for a week, and then flew towards Yin Du, so that the swallow returned to the nest.

"Yo he, it's a little progress!" Yin Du was a little surprised, remembering that the last time Wan Zongfeng used this trick to return to the nest, he was cut off a strand of hair.

"If you don't have to say anything, I'll let you light the lamp, and I'm not going to fire it, so I'll take it!" Wan Zongfeng stabbed obliquely as he spoke.

The disciples who watched the battle in the audience were all stupid, and it was the first time they had seen a fight like this, was this a martial arts competition, wasn't it a bickering? If they didn't know the details, they thought it was a quarrel between two young people.

The two were entangled together while talking, and they saw that on the thirteen-battle-wide circular martial arts stage, the two figures were in sync, flying up and down, and the fight was lively.

While fighting, there was a mixture of the sound of the two swords colliding and the noise of the two, "Oh, you still dare to chase, watch me dig it back." "Your uncle, eat me a snot bubble." ”“······”

The two fought lively, and the disciples watching the battle in the audience could see and listen to it lively, what kind of martial arts competition is this, isn't this two teasers more stupid than anyone!

The two of them were noisy, and the kung fu in their hands still opened the eyes of the new outer disciples, after all, it was a battle between two monks who were really at the peak of the Dharma Realm, and for them at this time, learning and gaining were greater than watching the excitement.

The two have fought for hundreds of rounds unconsciously, and this time they have not yet decided the winner. The senior brother who presided over this stage also saw that Yin Du saved face for Wan Zongfeng, and the two looked very quarrelsome, but it was also heard from the noise that the relationship between the two was by no means a "deep hatred" as seen on the surface, but more of a sympathy for each other.

"Within ten moves, if you can't tell the winner, both of you will get out of here. "Senior Brother Host really can't bear it anymore.

"Get out of here!"

"Get out of here!"

The two were surprisingly unanimous, and after putting down this sentence, they each put their swords into their sheaths, and they really stepped down like this.

This time, everyone completely understood that this was a martial arts competition on stage, and this was taking this opportunity to come on stage to be familiar with the face, and this is still a shame.

Anyway, since then, the names Wan Zongfeng and Yin Du are well known in Taihua Sect, regardless of whether the reputation is good or bad, they are famous anyway.

"Sister Du Wan, why can the two disciples on the martial arts stage just now use weapons, but we can't?" Li Tongxin asked a question that was almost idiotic, and there was only one possibility to ask this kind of question - she didn't listen to it when she preached on the mission platform before.

In fact, it's not that outer disciples can't use weapons, but because their cultivation is too low to control, Taihua Sect doesn't distribute weapons to outer disciples, and there are no weapons for outer disciples to choose, but if someone brings their own weapons and can ensure that they don't hurt others and themselves, they can use it.

However, since the opening of Taihua, there has been no precedent for outer disciples to use weapons, and if they can control weapons, can they still be outer disciples in Taihua?

After this battle, the rest time has almost passed, and Qin Shaoqing on the preaching platform saw that the time was not too early, and motioned to the disciples of each martial arts platform to organize the next battle.

The first to appear in this round of battle group A are Lan Yu and Wen Xiuyu, both of whom are spiritual realm cultivators, and in the last round of battle, both opponents are martial arts disciples, so they are not too sure about each other's strength.

After the two of them took the stage and saw the salute, they began to try to attack, you and I have fought back and forth for more than 30 rounds, which can be regarded as an equal opponent, but Wen Xiuyu still underestimated Lan Yu.

Wen Xiuyu thought that he had done his best, and the blue jade should also do his best, so Wen Xiuyu no longer kept his hand, and mobilized all his spiritual power to cast a trick Yun Yuji, his idea was very simple, one move would determine the winner.

Wen Xiuyu's idea is right, the two are indeed in the same realm, but what Wen Xiuyu doesn't know is that he has just broken the mirror and entered the spirit realm room, and Lan Yu is at the peak of the spirit realm at this time, and he is one line away from the peak of the spirit realm.

So Wen Xiuyu's idea was good, but the ending was tragic, his trick Yun Yuji failed to break through Lan Yu's defense, and the result was that he was knocked off the stage by Lan Yu's palm.

What the disciples who watched the battle didn't expect was that in the second round, they would come out with a dark horse, and within the same realm, they would win so lightly, it seemed that there must be a name on the Xiaojiu list.

With the start of the Group A match, the competition of the other five groups also kicked off.

In this scene, Hou was placed in Group B, but his opponent made him a little helpless, because the person who played against him was Du Wan.

Jing Hou didn't say a word after coming to the stage, he directly hugged his fists and admitted defeat, very clean and neat, not only the people in the audience didn't expect it, but even Du Wan on the stage didn't expect it.

It's good that Jinghou is on the same level as Du Wan and Chi Zhongyi, and he won't say whether he wins or loses, but at least he has to fight and fight. was originally a much-anticipated peak showdown, but I didn't want it to end in such a way.

Even if Jinghou loses this battle, the disciples will at most think that he is only temporarily poor in cultivation and will not do what he thinks, but Jinghou retreats without a fight, leaving everyone with the impression that it is disappointing.

The lucky ones in this round are not only Liu Wen, Chi Zhongyi also caught up with a wave of benefits, there are a total of three martial arts disciples who have been promoted in this round, Liu Wen has gone straight to Qingyuntian with his luck, after all, there are still two martial arts brothers left.

No, Chi Zhongyi drew one, and the disciple who fought against him was named Su Xiang, who was at the peak of the martial arts realm, but it was really not enough to see in front of Chi Zhongyi. The difference between the two is not a little bit, but a big realm, and they don't have to fight at all, and they can't fight.

The two of them stood still on the stage, thinking that Su Xiang would just go through the motions, and if they went up, they would admit defeat, after all, the realm is too different.

"Please give me advice!" Unexpectedly, Su Xiang actually stepped forward and took the initiative to ask for battle.

There was a cheer from everyone in the audience, and they all gave a thumbs up, and sincerely praised "Good look, there is a kind!"

Ji Zhongyi looked at Su Xiang in front of him at this time, and he was also full of appreciation, and at the same time, he also had a sense of respect, and silently recited in his heart, "I am not alone!"

While sighing, Chi Zhongyi's hands were not idle, and he started with a British style, and he actually used forty percent of spiritual power, not that he had a grudge against Su Xiang, but respect, and the reason why he didn't use more spiritual power was because he was afraid of hurting Su Xiang.

Su Xiang, who was on the opposite side, pressed down with his right arm, put his left arm on his chest, and put on a defensive move, standing still.

Chi Zhongyi's spiritual power palm wind instantly hit Su Xiang's arms, Su Xiang resisted this blow, his steps did not move, but he slid backwards to a position, and his sleeves were also shattered by the palm wind, revealing his bruised arms.

"Come again!" Su Xiang's loud voice was noncommittal.

Ji Zhongyi didn't speak, and he started another type of inflamement, and at this time, he actually used fifty percent of his strength.

Su Xiang remained on the defensive, and still resisted with one move.

But this time he didn't resist, only to see a blue light passing by, and Su Xiang flew out like a broken paper kite and fell three feet away.

Just when everyone thought that the battle was over, Su Xiang staggered and stood up again, walked back to his original place, and put on a defensive posture.

"Come again!"

All the disciples watching the battle were moved, and even Chi Zhongyi on the stage was adjusting his heart while slightly pranayama compared to his eyes. After opening his eyes, Ji Zhongyi turned his head to look at the host brother, with a question in his eyes, seeing that the host brother was unmoved, Ji Zhongyi retracted his thoughts.

Then the two-handed seal technique changed, and it was actually used to use the Great Wind Technique that was originally going to fight with Jinghou, although it only used fifty percent of the strength, but it was not something that Su Xiang could take at this time.

The reason why Chi Zhongyi no longer concealed this move and confronted Jinghou was because Chi Zhongyi thought that he Jinghou was no longer worthy of this move, and Su Xiang on the other side at this time was definitely worthy of it.

Su Xiang looked at the two blue lights flying from the opposite side, his momentum did not decrease but increased, his shoulders sank slightly, and then he let out a long roar, and when he was desperate again, he actually used a lion mark that could only be used by a spiritual realm monk with the body of a martial realm.

I saw a circle of cyan ripples around Su Xiang's body, and then even the blue light around his body was engulfed in Chi Zhongyi's gale trick.

When the dust cleared, what caught his eye was Su Xiang, who was lying six feet away, his white robe was broken, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but his eyes were clear and he was smiling.

Ji Zhongyi was no longer tense at this time, walked quickly to Su Xiang, and reached out to pull Su Xiang up from the ground. Seeing that Su Xiang was fine, his hanging heart settled down.

"How?"

"It's okay, thank you brother for accepting it. Su Xiang pulled the corners of his mouth, and his voice trembled a little, although there was no internal injury, but this external injury seemed to be very painful.

Su Xiang was helped off the stage by other senior brothers to heal his injuries, and at this time, a burst of warm applause and cheers broke out from the audience, but Ji Zhongyi's face on the stage was hot, he knew that the applause at this time was given to Su Xiang, who was defeated but victorious.

"Hehe, Dao is resolute, good boy, I want this son!" Ruan Wen, who was gathered in the Taihua Hall at this time and was always paying attention to the martial arts platform, spoke.

"No one will rob me of this!" Ruan Wen looked at the other four peak masters with a wicked smile on his face.