Li Hui showed such a clean and beautiful figure, and the audience applauded.

"Bang!", the ring was dusty, and a big man with a round waist and a bare scalp and nine feet tall landed heavily on the ring. Li Hui felt that the whole ring seemed to tremble.

"Ding!" sounded, and the big man put the weapon in his hand on the ring. It turned out to be a long stick one zhang long, made of unknown materials.

Li Hui looked at the tower-like man in front of him, and he was also amazed in his heart, his height of more than seven feet was not low, but standing in front of this big man, he was like a child.

"Under Li Hui, please give me advice!"

The big man's eyes were like copper bells, and his face was lined with meat, standing there like a god and a demon. At this time, he also arched his hand and said: "My name is Tong Meng." The voice was several times thicker than that loud Qin Gang.

Then neither of them spoke.

Li Hui stood there casually, his expression was relaxed, the Qing Ying Sword was still in the scabbard, held in his left hand, and there was no trace of facing the enemy.

Originally, the audience in the audience saw that Li Hui showed such a beautiful figure and had a good impression of Li Hui, but at this moment, looking at his appearance of being able to take a break in the face of the enemy, they thought that this was also a child of a family who did not know whether to live or die.

Tong Meng also seemed to be irritated by Li Hui's nonchalant look. With a loud shout, he raised the long stick above his head with both hands, and the long stick carried the power of Wan Jun and smashed it down on Li Hui's head with the momentum of thunder.

"Whoa!"

The long stick made a sound of piercing the air.

Li Hui still stood there motionless, in fact, the moment Tong Meng raised the long stick, the whole person was wide open and defenseless, and Li Hui could pierce his throat with a sword. However, Li Hui had the heart to see what this big man was capable of, but he didn't make a move.

"Phew!"

The long stick had almost fallen overhead, and the wind was close to my ears. Seeing that Li Hui's Heavenly Spirit Cover was about to be smashed, the audience's eyes widened, and even the long-faced Zhuji Monk who was the referee on the side secretly pinched the law and prepared to save people.

At this time, Li Hui moved!

It was like a puff of green smoke flowing by, Li Hui had disappeared, and the audience under the ring was as if they saw this puff of green smoke blown away by the wind brought by the long stick.

"Boom!" the long stick smashed on the ground of the ring, and suddenly the stone chips flew all over the ring, and dust was everywhere.

Li Hui showed his figure three feet away from the place where the long stick hit, and he still looked like he was in a good position, as if he didn't dodge the long stick just now, but the long stick was smashed.

Tong Meng smashed the air with a stick, showing a trace of confusion in his eyes, but his hand didn't stop, and the long stick changed to a sweep and swept towards Li Hui's waist.

The long stick swept a large area, and Li Hui was almost in the center of the range of the long stick at this time, and it was not easy to dodge left and right. Before the long stick reached his body, he felt a surge of qi, which showed the power of this stick.

However, just as the long stick was about to sweep away, Li Hui jumped over, but he jumped over the long stick and jumped in the opposite direction that the long stick swept from.

Tong Meng swept the stick again, and was about to turn around and fight again, but found that Li Hui was missing.

hurriedly turned around, but there was no Li Hui behind him. Turning around again, it still didn't. But the reaction of the audience and the referee under the stands, this Li Hui should still be on the stage, but he turned left and right, but he couldn't see anyone.

At this time, the audience was wide-eyed, with incredible expressions on their faces.

Li Hui has always stood behind Tong Meng! But whenever Tong Meng turned around, Li Hui followed like a ghost and turned behind Tong Meng again.

If a person wants to turn around, it is naturally extremely fast, Li Hui is five feet behind Tong Meng, which is equivalent to Tong Meng as the center of the circle, five feet as the radius, Tong Meng turned around, but Li Hui had to move several times the distance and synchronize with Tong Meng without being discovered, this speed can be imagined.

Gradually, Tong Meng's face showed an anxious and manic look, "Roar!" Suddenly, Tong Meng raised his head to the sky and roared, and the monks watching the battle in the audience felt as if a thunderbolt exploded in their ears.

Tong Meng danced the long stick with both hands, and suddenly the sound of breaking the air was loud, and the shadow of the stick protected Tong Meng from the wind and rain, and the whole body was only covered by the power of the long stick.

In this way, Tong Meng danced the stick while wandering around, beating the stick in all directions, thinking that in this way, Li Hui would no longer have a place to hide.

The audience in the audience sighed secretly when they watched, Li Hui was unscathed at all, and he was always following behind Tong Meng, no matter where Tong Meng went, he was always with him.

After a quarter of an hour, Tong Meng's movements gradually slowed down, obviously the dancing stick in such a storm just now was extremely consuming spiritual power and physical strength.

And just when Tong Meng's stick shadow slightly revealed a gap, Li Hui no longer swam away, but rushed in from behind Tong Meng as fast as lightning, flew up and kicked Tong Meng's buttocks.

So in the stunned eyes of all the monks in the audience, Tong Meng, who was like a god and demon King Kong, was kicked up by Li Hui from the buttocks!

When Tong Meng was kicked away, he still didn't react at all, and the long stick in his hand was still dancing wildly. When it was flying in mid-air, it was realized that the long stick stopped dancing. With a frightened face, he turned his head to look down.

Li Hui stood quietly in the ring, still looking like he was in good shape, and the Qingying Sword in his left hand had never been pulled out from beginning to end.

Tong Meng crossed an arc in the air and fell into the crowd of people under the stage, and the audience was densely packed with monks watching the battle. At this time, I saw a huge figure falling overwhelmingly, and the monks directly below retreated one after another, and for a moment a clearing was opened under Tong Meng's body.

Unexpectedly, when Tong Meng was about to land, his body twisted in the air, the long stick was on the ground, and he landed firmly on the ground.

There was a lot of cheering all around, and it was a really good game.

At first, Li Hui showed a beautiful hand, but then when Tong Meng, who was like an iron tower, entered, everyone felt that Tong Meng's chances of winning were greater.

And the first blow at the beginning, as well as Li Hui's shadow trick in the middle, and later kicked Tong away, these are all surprising.

And when Tong Meng landed on the ground, the long stick also retained his face.

Stabilizing his figure, Tong Meng turned around and arched his hand towards Li Hui and said, "Dao friendly means, take it in your heart!"

Li Hui also bowed his hand and said: "Tong Daoyou's stick method is also admired tightly, and he agreed!" This is sincere, this Tong Meng, compared with the monks in the previous competitions, is considered to be ranked in front of the strength. It's just that the luck is really bad, and I met Li Hui in the first round, otherwise it is really possible to break into the top 500.

Tong Meng understood in his heart that the other party had already shown mercy to his subordinates just now, otherwise he would never stand up so easily when he fell out of the ring. Without further ado, he turned around and strode away.

Li Hui walked up to the long-faced monk to receive his next round of test plates, and at the same time secretly observed the expression of the long-faced monk, but the long-faced monk still had that gloomy face, and he didn't even look at Li Hui much, and handed over a jade plaque.

Li Hui took the jade card and returned to the audience, but he was secretly relieved in his heart. The reason why he was in the limelight on the stage just now was to try the reaction of this long-faced monk, and once this long-faced monk expressed any suspicions, he would immediately leave Lingxiao City and flee.

After all, the secret dry cleaning of Yuan Hao's Immortal Mansion is too big, and if he is really targeted by those high-level monks, he will not be able to match a few lives.

Seeing the long-faced monk's indifferent expression now, he was relieved. Perhaps in the eyes of those foundation building monks, the Qi refining period cultivators were just ant-like beings who hadn't even stepped into the threshold of cultivating immortals. I'm just a powerful ant.

I glanced at my new test plate: No. 118. It turned out that the number plate this time was based on the number of the monk's last round of competition. Comparing how many games there are, how many monks will be left in the end, this method is also convenient and simple.

The monks standing around Li Hui looked at Li Hui differently at this time, with scruples, amazement, and envy.

Li Hui noticed these expressions, but he didn't care, if they knew that they had only revealed one-tenth of their strength, they didn't know what kind of expressions these people would have.

The next match was to be held tomorrow, and Li Hui had no more interest in the next game, and he had no intention of staying here, so he turned around and walked out of the crowd and in the direction of his home.

When he returned home, Li Hui immediately entered Yuan Haoxian's mansion.

In the Linshui Pavilion, Li Hui took a cup of spiritual tea and sipped it lightly, while thinking about the next path he should take.

Thinking of the eyes of the monks around him after he stepped out of the ring today, Li Hui did not feel the slightest pride, but instead evoked those sad memories in his heart.

When he was a child, his parents reluctantly abandoned their beloved son every day in order to survive and for the poor little spirit stone, and dug medicinal herbs in the depths of the dangerous Bixiao Mountain.

And himself, who lost his parents at the age of ten, can only rely on going to the periphery of Bixiao Mountain every day to dig up some medicinal materials that others have neglected or look down on to make a living. He even almost died two years ago.

If it weren't for the fact that he inadvertently obtained the Yuan Hao Immortal Mansion, I am afraid that he would still be the little monk in Lingxiao City who was struggling to survive.

Once, being able to become an outer disciple of Bixiao Sect was my greatest wish! Being able to have a bottle of the lowest-level Qi Gathering Pill to assist in cultivation was my greatest luxury!

And now, becoming a disciple of the inner sect of Bixiao Sect is easy for him!

Entering Bixiao Gate is just a beginning on the road of cultivating immortals, and Li Hui's current ambition will certainly not be trapped in this small world!

However, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and with his current strength, entering Bixiao Gate is the best choice.

What's more, Li Hui still remembered the insult that the monk named Han Hao gave him that day in front of the Mortal World Huitong Building!

"Don't bully the poor boy?" When you don't have enough strength, it's just a joke, but if you have enough strength, of course Li Hui won't let go of the person who once gave him a great insult!

When a husband acts, he should be happy to take revenge! Patience and retreat are just the actions of cowards!

However, Li Hui will not be blinded by this little hatred, then Han Hao is just an ant in the eyes of Li Hui now!

The eldest husband should be born across the four seas, the sword breaks through the sky, and he is in the nine heavens!

Bixiaomen, become the beginning of your own domination of the world!

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The update in the evening is coming, Feng Langjun has two changes a day, and each update is generally three thousand words. Shouldn't everyone reward point collections and red tickets?