The next day came soon, and seeing that the hour was getting to noon, Fu Yu also swept out of his seat and headed towards the stage.

Seeing that the game on the stage was over, a referee shouted: "The preliminary round of the 40th group starts now, and the first pair of monks is on the field!"

The order of the game had already appeared in the token, and Fu Yu looked at his order, which was twenty-four.

The referee's voice fell, and two figures flew into the ring.

"Feng Xincong of Bishan Prefecture has seen Taoist friends. ”

"Zhang Shiyong of Xilongzhou has seen Taoist friends. ”

The two of them hugged their fists, and then each withdrew a few zhang, which was related to their own results, naturally no one hid their clumsiness, and both of them sacrificed their spiritual weapons.

The ban on the stage rose, and the referee shouted, "Game on!"

As soon as the voice fell, Feng Xincong moved, moving his body quickly, and in his hand, there was also a surge of spiritual power, a spiritual power burst out, and the long sword in his hand was already shooting out several zhang long, and he slashed towards the opponent with a wave of his hand.

And Zhang Shiyong was not afraid, with a roll of the spear in his hand, he drew several spear flowers, and the spear skyrocketed, and an invisible force gushed out, facing the long sword.

Rumble!

A violent collision sounded, and the two were also divided into two sides, this time it was just a slight attempt to understand each other's strength. Then, that Zhang Shiyong laughed, stepped out, his body unfolded, and the spiritual power under his feet exploded, and then he saw that he disappeared there, and the next moment, he was already close to Feng Xincong.

Without the slightest pause, the tip of the spear flashed with devouring light, piercing through the space and stabbing towards Feng Xincong's chest.

Zhang Shiyong's speed was extremely fast, and even Fu Yu only discovered the trajectory of his movement after concentration, Fu Yu's heart sank, it was really extraordinary, these monks from Dazhou were indeed stronger than the monks of Yunzhou.

In the face of Zhang Shiyong's attack, Feng Xincong's eyes froze, and he shouted urgently: "Out!"

In an instant, a defensive shield appeared in front of him, and suddenly a powerful spiritual power shield rose up, protecting himself from it, and without pausing in his hand, the long sword flew out, soared, and slashed at Zhang Shiyong fiercely.

Boom!

The spear hit the shield, Feng Xincong flew upside down with his strength, and his long sword also slashed down at the place where Zhang Shiyong was standing, Zhang Shiyong flashed, and the long sword hit the ground, flooding with countless spiritual light, which was the prohibition of the stage A fluctuation of the blow dissolved this blow. Otherwise, the stage will inevitably be cut in half by the sword.

The two of them fought in one place, and in the blink of an eye, they passed by a few moves.

Rumble!

It was another more intense collision, and with such a high-intensity spiritual power mobilization and spell casting, the two of them were also a little consumed, and their speed gradually slowed down. Zhang Shiyong laughed: "Brother Feng, it seems that you are going to lose!"

"Is it? Could it be that Brother Zhang still has some tricks at hand? Feng wants to see it. ”

"Okay, just like Brother Feng said, there is another trick in the next one, please appreciate Brother Feng. If Brother Feng can take this move, he will admit defeat in the next one!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Shiyong shook his hands, and a spiritual power surged out, and a great power suddenly emanated from the spear, and a strong aura erupted from the spear, and the tip of the spear trembled and made a rapid hissing sound, which also made Feng Xincong dignified.

"Lotus Moon Flying Rainbow Spear!"

Hearing Zhang Shiyong shout, the spear in his hand ran out upside down, spun in the air, and directly enveloped the entire arena, and an extremely brilliant half-moon-shaped light wave flashed out, as soon as this light wave appeared, a palpitating danger suddenly enveloped the arena, and the momentum that cut the sky and the earth seemed to divide this space into two, completely blocking all Feng Xincong's moving space.

Feng Xincong's face changed, and he didn't show weakness, since I can't dodge, then I'll defend, you attack in such a large area, the natural strength is scattered, and everyone is equally powerful, can't I still defend against your move.

The dantian spirit exploded, and a huge spiritual power poured into the defensive shield, and the shield was supported by this spiritual power, and it also suddenly emitted a brilliant brilliance, and countless mysterious textures flashed on the shield, protecting Feng Xincong in it.

"Hehe, hey, if you think of my Lotus Moon Flying Rainbow Spear as simple, then accept the bitter fruit of failure. ”

Seeing Feng Xincong's reaction, Zhang Shiyong snorted coldly, the law changed, the tail of the spear trembled suddenly, and the entire lotus moon turned into a flying rainbow, and together with the spear, it slammed into Feng Xincong's shield.

When Feng Xincong saw Lianyue turn into a flying rainbow, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he suddenly felt bad in his heart, if he let all the forces gather together to attack, he was afraid that he would not be able to defend himself.

Faced with such a predicament, Feng Xincong's eyes also flashed a trace of fierceness, and he poured all the remaining strength of the dantian into the long sword in his hand, and shouted: "Speed Sword Stab!"

At the same time, in a flash, the figure was about to leave the place where the shield was protected.

Bang!

Two different voices came from the front and back, and when everyone saw it, it turned out to be a defeat for both sides.

Before Feng Xincong could get out of it, he was hit by a spear on his shield, and even the person with the shield flew dozens of feet away. And Zhang Shiyong was also stabbed by his unexpected speed sword, but fortunately, Zhang Shiyong dodged in time and only pierced his right arm.

And Feng Xincong was not so lucky, in the huge impact, he directly injured his internal organs, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out continuously, obviously extremely injured.

The people in the same group in the audience also had palpitations, the first battle was so tragic, and the battle below was probably extremely dangerous, maybe someone would die because of it.

"Zhang Shiyong wins!"

With the referee's order, someone carried the injured down, and that Zhang Shiyong also walked down with grinning teeth, this victory can be described as extremely difficult, there are still four games behind, I don't know if he can hold on.

Then another pair of monks came into battle, but the strength of this pair of monks was very different, and it didn't take long to decide the winner.

Fierce battles unfolded on the stage, and watching the battle so closely was even more subtle, and many combat skills fell in Fu Yu's eyes, and Fu Yu used them one by one to confirm what he had learned.

Since he absorbed the experience of Qi Liansha Old Demon, although he has gained a lot, his experience is too high-end, and the techniques he needs to perform are extremely incommensurate with Fu Yu's current cultivation, plus many of them are demon exercises, and many experiences can only be used for reference.

This is not to say that these experiences are not very useful, in fact, they are really a great gift, with the gradual improvement of Fu Yu's strength, various techniques can also be integrated, and then integrated into their own things, it can be said that standing on the shoulders of giants, the benefits obtained are of course extraordinary, and they are naturally extremely strong.

Every time he understands a little, Fu Yu's strength is greatly improved. Even if you don't participate in the competition, it is of great benefit to you to be able to see the exercises and applications of young heroes in various states. It's no wonder that every time the Desolation Contest attracts so many monks, the entire Imperial City is crowded.

Finally, it was time for Fu Yu to play.

Fu Yu's opponent was a Jindan monk from Chuyuan Prefecture, and after the two of them hugged their fists and informed each other of their names, Fu Yu stepped back and took the Yangke Sword in his hand with a move.

The young man named Xiang Zhaisheng looked at it and said, "It turns out that Daoist friends are also fellow Daoists who use swords, so please correct." ”

With a touch of his hand, he also took out a long sword, and Fu Yu saw that the other party's long sword was obviously much better than his own Yang Ke sword. Fu Yu has not made much progress in swordsmanship recently, and he has not deliberately purchased a powerful sword weapon, this sword was purchased when he first arrived in Donghuan City, and it has been used for a long time.

However, Fu Yu didn't want to expose the Crazy Demon Stick Method, and used the long sword to fight with the opponent, just to verify his idea of watching it for a day and a half.

With a flick of the sword, a spark flew out and attacked the opponent. At this time, Fu Yushi showed the spark to fall, which can be said to be a change from the heart, and in an instant, the entire space was shrouded in a starry spot, which was extremely amazing.

"Good!"

Xiang Zhaisheng on the opposite side saw Fu Yu make a move, and shouted, showing a look of great interest on his face. The sword trick in his hand was unfurled, drawing a mysterious trajectory, and the last one came first, and a sword was pointed out, hitting the spark crash.

Countless sword sounds resounded in the sky, and violent clashes came.

The next moment, the two swords suddenly separated, changed in the air, and then fought each other again. Fu Yu relied on his strong divine sense to control the Yang Ke Sword, and the other party's mysterious swordsmanship was also extremely good, and both of them seemed to be fully engaged in the battle.

Dozens of moves passed, Fu Yu had already mastered Xiang Zhaisheng's swordsmanship, the spiritual power in his hand changed slightly, and the sword momentum had changed.

It was a little like Feng Xincong's sharp sword stab, although the moves were different, but the artistic conception was extremely similar.

This change also made Xiang Zhaisheng busy for a while before he could stabilize the battle situation, and he had to burst out with a more powerful sword technique to confront Fu Yu.

The battle was again stalemate.

And in the stands, the Yunzhou monk frowned, originally everyone was still very optimistic about Fu Yu, but they didn't expect the first game to be so difficult, and many monks couldn't help but sweat.

Only the faces of Chu Lao and Zang Lao remained unchanged, obviously seeing Fu Yu's thoughts.

The two of them continued to burst out with fierce attacks, and once Fu Yu saw Xiang Zhaisheng's swordsmanship clearly, he immediately strengthened his persecution, forcing Xiang Zhaisheng to continue to launch fierce attacks.

The monks in the audience kept changing color, but the two referees shook their heads helplessly, this Fu Yu actually confirmed his swordsmanship in the game, I really don't know what he thinks

Xiang Zhaisheng was the most aggrieved, and his heart was extremely angry.

It seems that he has been attacking fiercely, and it seems that he has the absolute upper hand, but there is bitterness in his heart that he can't say, he always feels that as long as he stops a little, Fu Yu's long sword will stab him in the next moment, making him defeated.

However, no matter how desperately he tried to perform new moves, in less than a moment, he felt that his moves were seen through by Fu Yu again, and he felt that his whole body was full of loopholes, and he had to change his moves again.

This battle took half an hour, and in the end, no matter how Fu Yu exerted pressure, Xiang Zhai Sheng could only burst out with the sword technique he had just used. Fu Yu knew that his opponent was already poor in donkey skills, so he no longer kept his hand at the moment, and knocked his long sword away with one move.

Xiang Zhaisheng was not injured, but he looked more embarrassed than being severely injured, not only was his spiritual power exhausted, but also there was no chance to relax and breathe from the beginning of the battle, a feeling of being killed at any time enveloped him like a nightmare, no matter how desperately he struggled, there was no relief in the slightest, that kind of panic and trembling was really unforgettable for a lifetime.

Standing on the stage at this time, the battle ended, and the heart was indescribably tired. Watching his long sword fall to the ground with fixed eyes, Xiang Zhaisheng looked at the opponent in front of him, mechanically raised his hand and hugged his fist, and said bitterly: "Defeated in the next!"