The golden-robed old man put his hands behind his back, withdrew from the fighting platform, and shouted loudly: "The first game begins!"

Huang Qing and the black-robed young man from the Qizong stood face to face, arched their hands to each other, and then took a stance, all mobilizing the mana of their whole bodies.

This time, Huang Qing didn't test anything like he did with Han Ming, he hammered his chest, untied the black giant sword behind his back, and the whole person rushed towards the opposite person at an extremely fast speed, directly using the ability to transform into a half-corpse.

Huang Qingruo had a yellow shadow, and with a few flashes, he narrowed the distance between him and the black-robed man opposite, rushed to the black-robed man's body, and then smashed it down with a fierce punch.

Huang Qing's speed was so fast, the black-robed man was also shocked, but instead he sneered, and with a wave of his sleeve, he sent out a boxy iron shield, which was horizontal in front of him, blocking Huang Qing's attack.

Huang Qing looked up to the sky and roared, directly clenched his fist, and the surface was wrapped in a strong corpse aura, and smashed it down with a fierce punch.

The black-robed man's iron shield didn't seem to be an ordinary defensive magic weapon, but with a slight tremble, it blocked the huge power coming from Huang Qing's fist, and the black-robed man behind him didn't suffer a trace of damage.

The black-robed man smiled coldly, directly took out a small wooden box, sat directly on the ground, and urged it intently.

Huang Qing threw several punches in a row, but he couldn't help the iron shield at all, he had to turn around, preparing to bypass the iron shield like lightning and attack the black-robed man from the side, but he didn't expect the iron shield to react much faster than him, and he actually circled around the black-robed man and flew up independently.

The iron shield turned faster and faster, and gradually turned into a huge black bell, covering the black-robed man in it, blocking it in all directions.

Huang Qing tried it, and knew that if he didn't see the iron shield destroyed, it would be impossible to attack the black-robed man inside.

Huang Qing pinched the trick with one hand, and a thick corpse aura gushed out from his body, turning into a giant skull of five or six feet, and with one mouth, he directly swallowed the black-robed man and the black bell whole.

"Devour!" Huang Qing flipped with one hand, urging the corrosiveness of the corpse's evil qi.

Although the black bell is hard and powerful, it has also begun to gradually dissolve under the corrosion of the evil corpse qi, but looking at the speed of its dissolution, it cannot be completely successful without a small half an hour!

Huang Qing knew that this battle could not be delayed, because his corpse demon transformation could not be maintained for a long time, so while he was urging the corpse evil qi, the whole person also pounced, waving his fists and slamming down on the big bell.

The black bell began to shake violently, as if it could shatter at any moment, but whenever it was about to shatter, it suddenly shook and stabilized slightly.

After more than a dozen breaths, the corners of the black-robed man's mouth inside the black bell were slightly upturned, and with a slight throw, a blue talisman seal in his hand rose into the air and struck Huang Qing outside the bell.

Huang Qing felt the majestic aura in the azure blue talisman, and knew that he couldn't be hard-connected, so he immediately stepped on the black bell itself, and the whole person jumped out like a sharp arrow with a powerful anti-shock force.

"It's late!" the black-robed man sneered, and with a light touch of one hand, the azure talisman seal immediately exploded, like a blue spirit butterfly flying in the sky, as if it was slowly catching up with Huang Qing and surrounding him.

Huang Qing's whole person was trapped in a large area of spiritual light, rushing left and right, but he couldn't break out at all.

"Hehe!" the black-robed man laughed, and the magic changed again, and a ghost-headed broadsword the size of three feet flew out of his storage bag, hanging above his head, and then stepped into the blue aura.

The blue aura is so bright that the people around you can't see it clearly with the naked eye!

Half an hour later, the old man in the golden robe of the Fighting Stage on the edge of the Doufa Platform opened his eyes slightly, and casually patted the blue spiritual mist in the middle of the Doufa platform, and suddenly a giant hand of more than ten zhang appeared out of thin air and slammed on the blue spiritual mist, easily dissipating it, revealing the scene inside.

Huang Qing collapsed limply on the ground, and the black-robed monk of the Qi Sect stood beside him with a smile on his face.

"Zhuji competition, the first game, the second wins, the second game starts in half an hour, the third and fourth are ready!" the golden-robed old man announced lightly.

As soon as the golden-robed old man's voice fell, he immediately flew up three or four junior disciples in the Qi cultivation period, and quickly carried Huang Qing, who couldn't move, down, and the black-robed monk of the Instrument Sect also stepped down on his own after smiling slightly.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the second battle began, it was a late foundation building Formation Sect monk against a mid-foundation Dan Sect monk, the result was undoubtedly the Dan Sect monk lost, and the defeat was very complete, not long after the opening, he was directly thrown off the fighting platform.

.........

Five hours later, the tenth game of the Great Competition ended, and a monk from the Danzong who had barely reached the late stage of foundation building was directly carried by one of the Qizong and thrown off the fighting platform.

So far, except for Han Ming and Bai Ying, all of Danzong have played, and the result is very bad for Danzong, and the eight foundation building period monks who played in front of him were all defeated.

This is also normal, how can the top ten out of the hundreds of foundation building period cultivators in the Instrument Sect be the top ten selected by the twelve people of the Dan Sect? The same is true for the Array Sect, those who can come to participate in the Great Contest are all based on their superior strength to break in!

The top five of the Danzong Inner Sect Competition, except for Han Ming and Bai Yi, had some illusions about the top ten of the three major competitions on the way here, but now as soon as they fought with the Qi Sect, the Array Sect and others, all the illusions of wanting to compete for the top ten were gone.

Everyone in Danzong, including the sect master, set their sights on Han Ming and Bai Yi, these are the last two Danzong who did not play, and they are also the two strongest in Danzong, all the hopes of Danzong are on them, if these two lose again, then Danzong will become a joke!

Danzong's unbearable situation made the monks on the four peaks around the Dharma Arena laugh and laugh, and the monks gathered together in twos and threes, either openly or sarcastically, basically talking about Danzong's "glorious achievements".

There are even small gambling games that have been opened in some places, and a few people can win in the first round of the gambling Danzong, or none of them will win, and all of them will be brushed down.

Many of the people who made bets looked at Han Ming and Bai Yi from afar, with a sense of scrutiny in their eyes, wanting to estimate whether the combat strength of the remaining monks of the two Dan Sects could complete the ten consecutive defeats of the Dan Sect.

"I don't think it's possible to lose ten in a row, but it's possible to lose nine in a row, you see that old man, although his body is withered, he is a real fake Dan stage monk, and his strength should not be underestimated, as for the rest of the person, although he is a late-stage monk, he is a blind man, and it is unlikely that he will win one game!" said a monk from the Instrument Sect.

"Heh, do you know who that blind man is, it is the monk named Han Ming who was rumored a few days ago, but the monk who escaped under the claws of the dark beast in the Dan period, don't look at him blind, but the top of the Dan Sect's internal competition, although the old man took the initiative to admit defeat and give up the top spot, but his strength is powerful!" A monk wearing the costume of the Array Sect shook the folding fan in his hand and said objectively.

"Oh, he's that Han Ming! I've heard a little about it, many low-level disciples in the sect have passed it on these days, saying that he is still at ease under the claws of the dark bones in the Dan Formation Period, and his strength is very strong! But I don't think he is very powerful, at most he is better at escaping!" said the monk of the Instrument Sect with a slight sneer.

The folding fan monk raised his eyebrows, and didn't say anything else to persuade him, but said slightly provocatively: "Then why don't we make a bet, I bet that this blind man can break into the top five of the three major competitions, and the bet is only thirty medium-grade spirit stones, how about you!"

"Top five, you're afraid you're crazy, Danzong hasn't gotten a top five for decades!" The Sect Sect Cultivator frowned, looking at the Folding Fan Monk with a foolish look.

"Dare, don't dare to say it directly, and I won't force it!" was more provocative in the Fan's words.

"Why don't you dare, I haven't seen you for several years, you just rushed to send the spirit stone, how could I refuse, but I want to see what waves this little Dan Sect can turn over, and really break the record of decades and win the top five in a big competition?"

"It's so good, don't go back!" The corners of the folding fan monk's mouth curled up slightly, and he silently prayed in his heart that Uncle Yunshang would not look away.

The main reason why the young man who folded the fan dared to bet on three thousand spirit stones once was that their Uncle Yunshang returned from Danzong a few days ago and warned the disciples of the Formation Sect who came to participate in the Great Competition to pay special attention to Bai Yi and Han Ming of the Dan Sect, especially the blind Han Ming. After that, he also asked the Formation Sect to prepare more means to deal with the blind man than the top three, so that he could have more victory rate when fighting against the blind Han Ming!

On the four mountain peaks, some of the Array Sect monks who knew the reality of the Dan Sect had more or less bets on the Array Sect Han Ming and Bai Rebellion.

Unconsciously, Danzong's side became the focus of the monks' eyes on the four mountain peaks.

Han Ming was blind, he couldn't see the actions of the spectators on the mountain peak in the distance, and he didn't bother to take care of it, he always remained motionless, quietly sitting cross-legged and pranayama, while Bai Cheng was the same as Han Ming, with his cloudy eyes closed and not moving!

"Eleventh, twentieth, twenty-first!" the golden-robed old man announced loudly again.

The two Instrument Sect monks flew out at the same time, and after glancing at each other, their faces were stunned for a while, they were familiar people!

.......

"Fourteenth, twenty-seventh, to twenty-eighth!" the golden-robed old man announced.

A Formation Sect monk and an Instrument Sect monk flew out separately and landed on the fighting platform, Han Ming and Bai Yi sat cross-legged and did not get up, causing an uproar on the four mountain peaks.

The bet that Danzong will lose a few games has been decided, there are a total of ten people, eight people lose, and the remaining two are opponents, no matter how they fight, Danzong will win nine losses and one win, unless Han Ming and Bai Wei are tied.

Such a result made it unacceptable to many monks on the four peaks who had gambled on Danzong's ten consecutive defeats!

Han Ming held the bamboo slip in his hand, there was a trace of weirdness on his face, he didn't expect it to be so coincidental, his first opponent was the fellow sect monk Bai Yi!

He turned his head slightly, and his spiritual power probed over, wanting to see how Bai Yi not far away performed, but he happened to meet Bai Yi's spiritual power probe.

Bai Wei narrowed his cloudy eyes slightly, looked at Han Ming's side, frowned slightly, and squeezed out a series of wrinkles.

Similar to the monks on the four mountain peaks, the other monks of the Dan Sect were also very surprised, the first and second of the two Dan Sect's internal competitions, and the hopes of the two Dan Sects this time were about to collide in the first game.

If it is in the sect, the other Dan sect monks are happy to see Han Ming and Bai Zong fight, but in this instrument sect competition, it is a different matter, the two big masters collide at the beginning, if they want to decide the winner, they will inevitably reveal their hole cards more or less, so that the other two sect monks will be cheaper.

"Uncle Shi, are you sure!" Ran Qixi moved to Han Ming's side and asked in a low voice.

Han Ming didn't answer, just got up slightly and walked straight in the direction of Bai Rebellion.

Ran Qixi pursed his lips and muttered, wanting to follow quickly, but was stopped by Han Ming's transmission, so he could only sit honestly in place, stretching his neck and staring at Bai Yi's side, and at the same time pricking up his ears to hear something!

"Senior Brother Bai Yi!" Han Ming bowed his hand slightly.

"Senior Brother Han!" Bai Yi squeezed out a smile on his face, but the wrinkles on his face were piled together, which was even more ugly than crying, and his voice was also old and abnormal, as if it came from his throat, and it was blurred.

"Senior Brother Bai Yi's whole body is dry, I'm afraid it's not good to fight!" Han Ming said lightly.

"As Senior Brother Han said, I was fantasizing before I came, but don't meet a big master like Senior Brother Han in the early stage, but I didn't expect to be afraid of anything, and I met Senior Brother Han in the first game!" Bai Yi said helplessly, his voice was still old and abnormal, and it was blurred.

"Then what is Senior Brother going to do?" Han Ming asked lightly.

"What else can I do, Senior Brother's whole body is dry, it's not good to admit defeat again, if you admit defeat this time, if you want to break into the top five, but you have to play four or five more games to make up for it, Senior Brother doesn't have so much energy, and he can only learn Senior Brother Han's tricks!" Bai Yi continued to speak helplessly.

"Okay, junior brother knows what senior brother means, then it can only be solved on the fighting platform, farewell, senior brother should breathe well!" Han Ming said with a light smile, and then got up directly and returned to his original position.

The other monks of the Dan Sect all looked over, their faces curious, and they all wanted to know what was going on between the two great masters, Han Ming and Bai Ying.

Not long after Han Ming sat down, the winner was decided on the fighting platform, and the monk of the Formation Sect had a slight advantage and defeated the monk of the Instrument Sect, until no one was injured, and the two of them got off the fighting platform as soon as they gave up.

"Fifteenth, twenty-ninth, thirtyth!" the golden-robed old man announced again.

As soon as Han Ming turned over his hand and put away the bamboo slip, as soon as the green cloud wings behind him spread, he flew towards the Doufa platform and landed on it lightly.

With a slight arch of his hand to the golden-robed Dan Stage monk on the side, Han Ming stood still.

After a few breaths, Bai Cheng, who was described as withered, flew over slowly, and landed on the fighting platform slowly.

Bai Yi also arched his hand at the golden-robed old man, and then stood still.

The golden-robed old man glanced at Han Ming and Bai Yi, and laughed in his heart, this Danzong is really broken, ten people came to participate in the big competition, the first eight lost, and there were two left, one was a half-dead old man, and the other was a blind man who couldn't see anything, but the old man's realm was good, and the peak of the fake Dan period was higher than all the monks who participated in the big competition.

"Let's get started!" said the golden-robed old man.

Before the old man in the golden robe finished speaking, Han Ming bowed his hand slightly, and said softly: "The junior admits defeat!"

"I'll admit defeat before I fight!" the golden-robed old man was very surprised and asked directly.

"The master and nephew knew that they were not opponents, so they directly admitted defeat!" Han Ming said naturally.

The golden-robed old man nodded, and probably had some guesses in his heart, this blind twenty-ninth is afraid that the Danzong has found a number, and the ranking should be in the bottom few of the Danzong Dabidu, there is no late realm, but the strength is not very good.

"You are self-aware, knowing that although the other party's qi and blood are dry, they are also genuine fake Dan period monks!" The golden-robed old man said a rare word, and then announced loudly: "The fifteenth game, the thirtieth victory, the first round of the foundation building competition is over, and the second round will be tomorrow." ”

"Senior Brother Bai Shun, let's go. Han Ming said with a slight smile, beckoning Bai to walk towards the Doufa stage.

Bai Yi looked surprised, and stared at Han Ming with a frown, obviously not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Han Ming's gourd.

"Senior Brother Han, what do you mean by this!" Bai Yi asked.

"It's nothing, senior brother's qi and blood are dry, and the mana is still used to deal with the people of the Instrument Sect and the Formation Sect, I don't care, just fight a few more games, but if there is still a chance to meet again, the junior brother will not admit defeat easily." Han Ming said lightly.

"Thank you, junior brother, this time it can be regarded as a big favor owed to junior brother!" Bai Yi said with a grateful hand.

Han Ming nodded slightly, it's not bad, he earned Bai Rui's favor, although Bai Wei may not live for a few years!

"Since the first round is over, then the junior brother won't stay and leave!" Han Ming arched his hand, spread his Qingyun wings, and flew away directly, not mentioning that Yunni had vaguely hinted at him, so that he would try to admit defeat when he met Bai Yi in the early stage.

The monks on the four peaks were even more noisy, and many monks who bet on how long Han Ming and Bai Yi could fight had gloomy faces, the strength of this Danzong fighting method is not good, but it is quite capable of being a demon, even if you can't beat it, you can at least make one or two moves, so you can admit defeat directly, don't you lose face!

The Danzong monk is also a lot of weirdness, this Uncle Bai and Uncle Han Ming are really able to toss, the two of them have two games, the first game Bai Wei will admit defeat if he doesn't fight, and the second game Han Ming will admit defeat if he doesn't fight, they don't seem to be facing a big competition, but a gift from you to me, you give me one, I will return you one.

.......

Sitting on Ran Qixi's flying boat, Han Ming's face was indifferent and motionless.

"Uncle Shi, even if you can't beat it, why do you have to symbolically fight two moves, you admit defeat like this, and let the people who gamble on the spirit stones on the four peaks lose a lot!" Ran Qixi thought about it again and again, but still said with courage.

"Gambling Spirit Stone!" Han Ming turned his head slightly, with a hint of interest on his face. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?