Only the last two rings are still being tested.

"Eat another punch from Lao Tzu. Suddenly, a loud shout spread, and I saw a burly man in the ring, rushing towards a young disciple holding a long stick. The stick-wielding disciple swung the long stick in his hand and poked straight towards the rushing man. The man saw the long stick poking at him, he didn't dodge or dodge, his left hand stretched out and grabbed the long stick, and his right hand punched directly on the long stick.

"Smack~"

I only heard a snap, and the long stick broke in response. Before the stick man could react, the man then turned and kicked him in the chest, knocking him out of the ring. The man was very happy after knocking his opponent out of the ring, laughed a few times, and looked very wild.

Yi Sitong looked at the last place where he was competing, he knew both of them in the ring, one was named Lu Qian, a young woman with a bit of grace, and made a long sword. The other was a fat man, named Xu Sheng, with his empty hands.

There are very few female disciples among the disciples in the Flame Valley, but all of them are masters. This is related to the rules of recruiting disciples in the Valley of Flames, in a certain level, women's bodies are weaker than men's, and there are more suitable men under the same conditions.

I saw Lu Qian's long sword dance and several sword qi shot towards Xu Sheng in succession, Xu Sheng jumped left and right in the dense sword light, like a fat rabbit, he seemed very flexible, and he actually avoided it unscathed. After he avoided it, he looked at Lu Qian and shouted, "Ah, I'm scared to death of the fat master, junior sister, you can't do this, the girl's family, how can you come up and make such a powerful sword move, you want the life of your senior brother." “

Lu Qian's face sank when she heard his ridiculous voice, but she didn't answer, she jumped up again, and the long sword slashed straight towards Xu Sheng. Xu Sheng hurriedly dodged to the right, and shouted strangely: "Senior sister, you are so fierce, how can you marry someone in the future?" Lu Qian's face turned red with anger, and the long sword was slashed at Xu Sheng. Xu Sheng screamed again, and Lu Qian, who was angry, went crazy.

I saw that Lu Qian's body suddenly became certain, and the long sword in his hand pointed at Xu Sheng, slowly drifting towards him, which was the unintentional sword in "Ethereal Sword Technique". Xu Sheng was pointed at by the long sword, but he just stood still, staring at the stabbing long sword. Three inches from his chest, he suddenly stretched out two fingers to grip the sword.

This scene seems to outsiders to be funny, as if Lu Qian stabbed Xu Sheng slowly with a sword, and Xu Sheng gently clamped the sword with two fingers. In fact, they don't know that this sword is really dangerous, unintentional sword, it looks like it doesn't matter, slowly, as if the opponent can dodge it at any time. In fact, only the opponent knows the horror of the sword enveloping the body, and there is an illusion that it follows you wherever you dodge. This sword may seem slow, but in fact, as long as you move, it will re-lock you faster than you, making it impossible for you to avoid it.

This is exactly the intention of the viewer, the intention of the swordsmanship, and the artistic conception of the true meaning pointed by the long sword. In fact, this move is very powerful, and there are many tricks behind, but it is a pity that it was caught by Xu Fatzi's two fingers, which completely cut off the possibility of changing moves. Xu Fatzi's fingering is a unique family martial arts "Touching the Golden Finger", his two fingers are as hard as steel, fast as lightning, very powerful.

Lu Qian was also stunned, she didn't expect that someone could hold her sword with two fingers, she twisted it a few times, and found that it couldn't be twisted at all, and the sword seemed to be embedded in steel.

Her pretty face was flushed with anger, and she simply abandoned her sword and kicked Xu Sheng in the chest. Xu Sheng let go of the long sword he was holding, turned to the left, dodged Lu Qian's attack, and at the moment when he passed her, he took off her hairpin with his left hand, and his right hand instantly held it on the hilt of the long sword, and the whole process was completed in one go, and it was completed in an instant.

Lu Qian's bun suddenly spread out, falling like a black waterfall and draping over her shoulders, bringing her hair to fly the moment she turned around, making her posture even more beautiful and beautiful.

Everyone in the audience was very happy to see it, and they all laughed, and some even whistled.

Lu Qian is a girl after all, listening to the various voices of everyone in the audience, she is embarrassed, her pretty face is red with anger, her eyes are also filled with fog, and she looks at Xu Sheng with an angry face.

Xu Sheng saw Lu Qian's crying appearance and knew that he had done something too much, so he hurriedly apologized: "Senior Sister Lu, I'm sorry, I just missed." As he spoke, he handed over the sword in his hand. Lu Qian snatched the long sword and turned around and ran quickly. Xu Sheng looked at Lu Qian, who ran away, and secretly blamed himself for not molesting his junior sister, and then found that he was still holding her hairpin in his hand, and hurriedly shouted: "Senior sister Lu, wait." ”

Where would Lu Qian wait for him, he would have run away a long time ago.

He took the hairpin and patted his head with some annoyance.

Everyone in the audience didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and they all laughed, and some people coaxed that Xu Sheng didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and he deserved to be single for a lifetime.

Several female disciples scolded Xu Sheng when they saw this scene, and even Ji Hongxiu was angry, if it weren't for the rules, she would have gone up to repair Xu Sheng and vented her anger for Lu Qian. But if she can't fight or not, she doesn't even think about who made her the eldest lady of Flame Valley.

At this point, all ten rings will determine the strongest one. With Liu Wei's ability, he can challenge another champion, but he didn't, he knew that his loss to Yi Sitong was not a fluke, his skills were not as good as Yi Sitong, and he would still lose if he fought again. For him, if he can't get the final leader, nothing else makes sense, so he just left.

The final top ten are Li Fang, Wang Hui, Yuan He, Wu Gong, Xu Sheng, Yi Sitong, Yin Zheng, Yin Hong, Gong Yige, and Xiong Yi. Ten people decide their opponents by drawing lots, ten bamboo sticks, five numbers, and draw the corresponding test table on the same number for battle.

Yi Sitong pulled one casually and found that it was a two-character on it. After the ten people were drawn by lot, they each went to the corresponding ring, and Yi Sitong found that his opponent was the big man who used to punch before.

Yi Sitong bowed and asked, "Senior brother Yi Sitong, I don't know the name of senior brother." “

The big man looked at the polite Yi Sitong and shouted: "Senior brother, my name is Xiong Ji, junior brother doesn't want Wen Zou Zou, he has to fight, so polite, don't you want me to wait for my subordinates to show mercy?"

Yi Sitong was stunned, a little confused by what Xiong Ji said, and said secretly in his heart: "Isn't this a normal hand-to-hand etiquette for me? He shook his head speechlessly and said, "In that case, senior brother, please advise." He made a gesture of please.

Xiong Yi is a rectum, he will not be polite, and shouted: "Okay, eat Lao Tzu's punch." He rushed forward while drinking, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Yi Sitong. He raised his right arm high, clenched his right hand into a fist, and punched Yi Sitong directly in the chest.

Before the fist arrived, the fist wind had arrived, Yi Sitong felt a feeling of tightness in his chest, knowing that this was the first time the punch arrived, and hurriedly dodged to the left. Xiong Wan saw that Yi Sitong avoided the heavy punch, his steps were certain, and his right elbow hit Yi Sitong's face to the right.

Yi Sitong stepped back and dodged the elbow strike, Xiong Di's right hand swept and hit Yi Sitong's neck, Yi Sitong leaned back to avoid it, and raised his foot to kick Xiong Di's chest.

Xiong Yan clenched his left hand into a fist and blasted it into the center of the kick.

The fists and feet intersected, Yi Sitong used his strength to retreat, and Xiong Yi also retreated slightly. After the two of them regained their footing, Xiong Yan looked at Yi Sitong and said, "Why don't you use spears, junior brother? “

Yi Sitong said: "No, I see that my senior brother uses fists and feet, but I use weapons, which is inevitably suspected of relying on weapons." Actually, I can also use some fists and kicks, so I just fight with fists and kicks. As he spoke, he threw the silver gun in his hand, thinking about the big bull in the audience, and said, "Big bull, you can help me hold it." “

Da Niu grabbed the silver spear and nodded.

Seeing this scene, Xiong Yan became angry and said loudly: "I have been good at using my fists and feet, just like you are good at using a spear, why are you short when you give up your spear?

Yi Sitong said: "Senior brother doesn't need to worry about junior brother, junior brother's fists and feet are still okay, senior brother can rest assured." “

Xiong Yi was annoyed, what did he mean, he only felt that Yi Sitong used a way that he was not good at fighting with himself, that was contempt for himself, and shouted: "Okay, I'll see how you resist." After speaking, his body pounced directly on Yi Sitong and blasted him with a punch.

After this punch, Yi Sitong saw dozens of fists suddenly appear in front of him, dense, like a storm, and he hurriedly dodged to avoid it. Seeing him avoid, Xiong Ji swung his footsteps, quickly followed, and kicked him directly in the chest.

Yi Sitong leaned back, slapped the ground with his palm, and slid his whole body against the ground and slid behind Xiong Qi. Xiong Wan turned around and kicked towards his body again, he quickly slapped his palm to the ground again, and his whole body spun away from Xiong Fan like a horizontal spinning top.

Xiong Yan was annoyed, jumped up, and punched Yi Sitong from the air towards Yi Sitong, who had just stood still. Yi Sitong saw countless fist shadows coming, and hurriedly dodged. The shadow of the fist slammed into the ground, and immediately the rubble flew wildly, and the entire ground was smashed into a large crater.

The audience was also shocked, and after seeing Xiong Ji's fist strength, they all sighed.

"Senior Brother Xiong's "Storm Fist" is really powerful. “

"I knew this was the case, and I learned this boxing technique too. “

"Forget it, just your body, I think Senior Brother Xiong will win this game. “

There was even a person who didn't look down on Yi Sitong before and said: "Well, you see that Yi Sitong is running around like a fish slipping through the net under Senior Brother Xiong's fist at the moment, hehe." I just won a game by luck before, so I don't know what my last name is. “

"Senior Brother Shenyan, aren't you even scolding Senior Brother Liu when you say that?" someone reminded, and the man was stunned and stopped talking.

Xiong Ji is also showing his strength at this moment, his fists are attacking one after another, and the shadow and strength of his fists fill the entire ring. Yi Sitong just kept dodging, and in fact, he couldn't catch a good time to fight back.

Xiong Yan suddenly stopped and looked at Yi Sitong and said, "Why do you only know how to dodge, it's really fucking unhappy, if not, you still pick up your spear and have a good fight with me." “

Yi Sitong also felt a little embarrassed, looked at Xiong Yi and said, "Okay, since the senior brother wants to fight, I won't hide." He stood still, but had no intention of taking the silver gun.

Seeing that he was so ignorant, Xiong Yan said loudly: "Okay, you take my punch." As he spoke, he clenched his fists and rushed towards Yi Sitong, dozens of fist shadows were permeated at the beginning, and the closer he got to Yi Sitong, the fewer the fist shadows fewer, until he finally condensed into a punch. The fist on the fist lingered, and all the power was condensed, and it looked like an ordinary punch.

Yi Sitong looked at the attacking Xiong Qi, his right leg moved back, his left leg arched forward, and he stood in a horse step. He used his internal force, gathered it all on his right fist, and blasted it at the swift fist.

The two fists collided, and with a bang, both of their hair danced wildly backwards, and the stone slab under their feet shattered. Xiong felt like his punch was smashing on an incomparably hard King Kong, and he only felt that his arm was about to shatter. The whole body was about to be shaken out by a rebounding force, and when he was secretly frightened in his heart, he was suddenly grabbed by Yi Sitong's arm, and then a soft internal force came, helping him to resolve the terrifying internal force, but despite this, most of the sleeve on his right arm was torn apart by this force.