Shang Zhengyu's appearance on the field suddenly woke up those Kunlun disciples who had cultivated their artistic conception from their boredom, and they all looked at the field one by one.

"Shang Shaoxia, please advise!"

Shang Zhengyu's opponent was a young man of about eighteen years old, with his left and right feet stepping out of the bow shape one after the other, his fists clenched horizontally in front of him, obviously good at boxing, and this was a move that defended more than attacked.

Shang Zhengyu smiled: "How old am I older than you, I can be regarded as taking advantage, in this way, I will let you attack three moves, and after three moves, I will fight back, how about it?"

The young man was a little nervous when he heard that his opponent was actually Shang Zhengyu, he himself was just in the late stage of the situation, and he was definitely no match for Shang Zhengyu, but he wanted to show himself in front of many elders, Shang Zhengyu's words were on his heart.

"Okay, the little brother will ask for this cheap!"

As soon as the words fell, the young horse galloped like a meteor, and his inner strength was concentrated on slamming his fists into Shang Zhengyu's middle door, and there was a faint tiger phantom with a big mouth of blood and devouring Shang Zhengyu angrily!

Shang Zhengyu said lightly: "The first move." ”

When—

The expected muffled sound did not appear, but there was a sound like a bell, Shang Zhengyu's body did not move at all, a faint golden light gushed out from Zhou's body, and the young man's fist smashed into Shang Zhengyu's three-inch talisman outside his body, and it was instantly invisible.

Before the boy could react, a huge force suddenly surged out of the place where his fists fell, and the explosion suddenly shook him away!

The first trick was so confused.

"What's the matter with this faint golden light?"

"I don't know, could it be that Shang Zhengyu is internal strength is originally like this?"

"Maybe it's his exercises. ”

......

Shang Zhengyu raised two fingers: "Second move." ”

The young man shouted violently, this time he urged the strength to ten percent, the green tendons on his fists bulged, and the momentum was even more powerful.

Another heavy punch slammed in, this time it was Shang Zhengyu's lower abdomen!

When—

It was still the sound of communication like a bell, Shang Zhengyu still didn't move, but the anti-shock force was even worse than the first move, and he directly flew the boy out, retreated more than a dozen steps one after another, and retreated to the edge of the competition before he was about to stop.

"There's only one last trick left. ”

Shang Zhengyu's voice fell, and the young man had already begun to run wildly, his fists tightened on both sides of his lower abdomen, and the moment he cut into Shang Zhengyu's middle door, he suddenly twisted his body and twisted across, and his palms blasted out like lightning, hitting Shang Zhengyu's heart and dantian right up!

This time, the two bells are directly mixed into one!

Shang Zhengyu still didn't move, but the young man suddenly burst backwards, smashing directly into the field like a kite with a broken string!

"Go. ”

Shang Zhengyu's body did not move, and the sword was already unsheathed in the rain and twilight snow on his waist, and it drew an arc in the air to detour the back of the young man, and lightly supported the young man's body with the sword body, and the young man turned over in an instant in the air with his strength, and finally landed steadily on the sidelines.

At this time, the sword has been sheathed.

Shang Zhengyu smiled and bowed his hand to the young man: "Accept." ”

"It's the little brother who is defeated, and I'm convinced!"

The boy returned the salute and returned to his seat.

"Do you see anything?"

"No, there aren't many ways to show off, but this sword technique is a bit amazing, and it seems that it is rumored that he is well versed in a sword technique. ”

"Let's take a look at it again, it's just a junior disciple of the Potential Realm, and I can't test his depth. ”

............

In the crowd, Shi Rui's gaze at Shang Zhengyu was a little sharp, he was also good at boxing, and he naturally saw more than others.

"Senior brother, tell us about it, what is this Shang Zhengyu?" asked with a smile from a Kunlun disciple beside Shi Rui.

Shi Rui said lightly: "If it is not bad as expected, this golden light is the "Tai'a Handscroll" that he repaired. Moreover, Shang Zhengyu's strength in each shock is twice as strong as Sun Xi's, no more than no more, no less, which shows that he has mastered this "Tai'a Handscroll" to an extremely high and profound realm. ”

Watching the ring, Xuan Kongzi sat upright and chuckled at the surrounding elders: "This is the "Tai'a Handscroll", I didn't think that after less than a year, Shang Zhengyu has been able to cultivate it to such a realm, and it was not so easy at the beginning. ”

"Senior brother, if you want to boast that you have vision, just say it, don't hide it like this, hahahaha. ”

Yun Shou's words made the surrounding elders chuckle.

Liu Fuchen continued: "Next, seventy-three, eighty-five. ”

............

For three rounds in a row, Shang Zhengyu directly shook the opponent out of the ring like this, never moving half a step, even if he finally met a peak of the situation, the Kunlun disciples who had already condensed the true meaning in half a step were still like this, so that those Kunlun disciples who wanted to see what Shang Zhengyu had means were disappointed one by one.

The preliminary examination is finally over, and finally thirty disciples enter the follow-up stage, starting from the fourth round, Wang Yi and their Kunlun disciples who have cultivated their artistic conception will all end up at one time, and the main drama is finally here.

The first to end up was Wang Yi.

However, his opponent was a little junior sister who had just condensed her artistic conception, and seeing the little junior sister's unwilling face, Wang Yi could only finally close her eyes and push her off the ring with a palm wind. fervor

If it was in the past, Wang Yi would not have been so easy even if he won, but during this time, he and Shang Zhengyu have experienced so many life-and-death battles in Yongzhou, and his combat power has unconsciously improved too much.

Zhuge Haoming and Yan Kuan also went down in turn, and they both won easily, but Lin Xin's fate had a little episode, because her opponent was a junior brother at the peak of the situation, and she actually admitted defeat directly for the beginning.

"Hehe, it's not a joke to compete with Senior Sister Lin. Wang Yi whispered in Shang Zhengyu's ear: "Senior Sister Lin has always been serious, if the competition starts, unless the opponent is exhausted, Senior Sister Lin will not even give him the opportunity to admit defeat, some people have experienced it personally I don't know how many times, right, hydrangea." ”

Wang Yi's light tone made Yan Kuan can't help but let out a cold snort: "That was before, and now I may not have no chance of winning!"

Li Suixin suddenly spoke: "Lin Xin, this girl is good at everything, but she is too serious, and every time she scares others to admit defeat in a hurry, hey." ”

Xuan Kongzi said with a smile: "Feel free, Yan Kuan seems to be good today, his cultivation has also improved a lot, and the spirit of the whole person has been raised to a higher level." ”

"Hey, hey. Li Suixin was a little proud: "But this is also thanks to Shang Zhengyu, in that valley, several of them young people are together, Yan Kuan's kid can't steal even if he wants to be lazy!"

"Shang Zhengyu, Zhuge Haoming. ”

Yes?!

Zhuge Haoming was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at Shang Zhengyu coldly.

Shang Zhengyu shrugged with a smile: "I'm sorry, you heard it right. ”

Zhuge Haoming suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

However, in the martial arts arena, Liu Fuchen himself was exactly the same as Zhuge Haoming's expression when he pronounced his name.

Shang Zhengyu and Zhuge Haoming took the stage together.

"Brother Shang, you can start lightly and save me some face. Zhuge Haoming couldn't help but transmit the sound, but he was immediately caught by Liu Fuchen and glared at him hatefully.

Shang Zhengyu arched his hand: "Let's show our strengths." ”

"Okay, okay. ”

Zhuge Haoming smiled bitterly, and the Mu Zhenren behind him was slowly pulled out by him, but this time Shang Zhengyu did not use the Listening to the Rain and Twilight Snow Sword, but flatly rolled out his palms.

The meaning is obvious, this is not wanting to expose his swordsmanship realm so soon!

Zhuge Haoming comprehended it, but he was so happy, Mu Zhenren danced several sword flowers in front of him, and the huge sword body was carried by the wind hunting and waving, and it became a momentum in an instant!

"Brother Shang, be careful!"

Zhuge Haoming soared into the air with a loud shout, and Mu Zhenren's strength penetrated through a thousand jun, and smashed down with a sword at Shang Zhengyu!

At the same time, endless wind and sand waves swept in, engulfing all the ten zhang where Shang Zhengyu was located.

"Senior Brother Zhuge has won the true inheritance of Master Liu, and it should be a dragon fight. ”

"No, Zhuge Haoming is a leader even among my generation, I think this Shang Zhengyu may not be able to pass this level. ”

"Not necessarily, you see, he didn't use a sword, but met the enemy with both palms, and he still seems to be at ease?!"

............

The surrounding discussion did not affect the two people on the stage, Mu Zhenren was about to smash down, and the smoke and dust in the sky suddenly poured out a gust of wind in public, like a sharp knife from the middle of the whole piece of smoke and dust!

I saw Shang Zhengyu standing upright, his palms pushed out one after the other, and then suddenly clapped in front of him!

The palm wind that split the smoke and dust suddenly re-converged, and it directly included Zhuge Haoming and the Mu Zhenren in his hand, and for a while, it actually blocked the trend of Mu Zhenren's fall, as if it fell into a quagmire, and it was difficult to move his body!

"Haoming, take it!"

Shang Zhengyu let out a long laugh, and clasped his palms in the air, as if he had buckled the falling Mu Zhenren, making the whole Mu Zhenren tremble! And Zhuge Haoming even felt a huge force coming from the hilt of the Mu Zhenren sword in his hand, Shang Zhengyu's hands twisted instantly, and Zhuge Haoming felt an irresistible rotation force surging into his arm!

"What is this!" Wang Yi and the others naturally saw the changes in the field clearly, and soon even they saw Shang Zhengyu use such a trick of aerial photography for the first time!

Only Zhuge Haoming has the most real experience!

"This is "Nineteen Great Captures"!

"Let's take a good look, Haoming!"

Shang Zhengyu clasped Mu Zhenren with both hands, twisted his waist and directly threw Zhuge Haoming out with a sword, and then there was a confusion under his feet, and the whole person was stunned, but it was just a phantom left in place, and the real body had already pounced on the place where Zhuge Haoming fell!

Zhuge Haoming took a deep breath, forcibly reversed Mu Zhenren's sword sweep, and directly shot out a majestic sword gang in front of Shang Zhengyu!

A huge chessboard condensed above Shang Zhengyu's head in an instant!

The white son is settled!

At the same time, Shang Zhengyu's hands had already collided with the oncoming sword gang.

The wind was fierce, but it couldn't break Shang Zhengyu's protective qi, a faint golden light enveloped his whole body, Shang Zhengyu's body made a muffled sound of gold and stone blowing, and then Shang Zhengyu's claws were divided left and right, and he forcibly tore this majestic sword gang, and he didn't even take half a breath before and after!

But this half breath is enough for Zhuge Haoming to change his moves!

Zhuge Haoming's whole body was even more condensed, and then a sword aura rushed into the sky, suddenly enveloping the audience!

In this sword qi, Shang Zhengyu felt a strong vitality, and the root was in the Mu Zhenren in Zhuge Haoming's hands!

"Brother Shang, take my move, three thousand troubles, dust!"

With a roar, the rich vitality suddenly turned into tenacious fingers like wicker buds, winding towards Shang Zhengyu!