"Ladies and gentlemen, I will preside over the next competition. I believe that if you join our faction, you will also be able to refine the exercises, spread the righteous path, and guard sentient beings. ”

Tianxuan Peak was in charge of the disciple's entry matters, and Liu Shan, as the true disciple of Tianxuan Peak this time, slowly spoke with a straight face.

The people present had already contacted the people of the Taixuan Sect in private, and some had even decided which line they wanted to go to, but there was one exception. At the moment, many people quietly looked at Qu Bingtong.

At this time, Qu Bingtong was blind, depressed, and looked very haggard.

There is only one ring left in the square now, but it is more than ten times larger than the original, and above the ring are several true legends sitting on stone chairs.

"This competition is just for everyone to exchange exercises and martial arts with each other, and sharpen their minds and skills. When competing, remember not to hurt the harmony, let alone go against the right path in order to win, if you want to kill and use any radical means, don't blame me for being too ruthless!"

Liu Shan slowly glanced at everyone present, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a bamboo tube containing dozens of jade slips floated in front of him.

"One person, drawn at will, holding the same number plate as the opponent. ”

Everyone went on the field in order, and each drew a jade slip and came back.

"Thirteen!"

At the bottom of the white jade slip, there are two black numbers.

"It looks like we're going to be in the afternoon, and noon won't be the turn. ”

Chen Ziang took the jade slip and fiddled back and forth.

"Number one on stage!"

Liu Shan returned to his stone chair and spoke slowly.

It is also a coincidence that the two people who got the number one are women, one is dressed in palace clothes, looks beautiful, and holds two short swords. One person is wearing a Taoist robe, with a pretty face, eyes and eyes, but holding a whisk.

The two stepped forward and saluted, and immediately started to move.

The woman with a short sword in both hands has a sharp sword light and a fast body, although she is a strange soldier, she is taking a dignified and righteous path.

The woman in the Taoist robe was ethereal and ethereal, her body shape was like smoke and fog, full of dust, but she was a congenital person who understood her thoughts.

The two of them fought back and forth, and with their extraordinary appearances, they looked even more pleasing to the eye.

'It's too fake, isn't it?'

Chen Ziang complained silently in his heart, these two people really obeyed the rules, but they didn't hurt their harmony by learning skills. A congenital actually fought fiercely for a stick of incense for a long time, and only then did he win by a thin line.

"The second one!"

The battle continued, this time the two of them were both men, and their martial arts were also domineering, but they were a little more intense, which also made Chen Ziang interested.

The battle continued, and by the end of the ninth game, Yanagiyama announced that the competition had been suspended and continued in the afternoon.

"Your opponent is called Cui Ling, the son of a state herdsman with a deep background. ”

At the foot of the mountain is the city, there are many restaurants in the city, and the invitation of a few people declined, and Chen Ziang and the two entered a room.

"Innate master, upright, solemn and steady, such a boxing method is the most difficult to understand. Except for overwhelming people with force, other methods are not easy to use. ”

A simple dish, Qu Bingtong ate it in her mouth without saying a word, and I don't know if she listened to it.

"Anyway, you can do it yourself. ”

Chen Ziang shook his head, there were many people here, and he didn't say much. Besides, there is nothing to say, everything that needs to be said has been said yesterday.

"The eleventh game! Yanshan Qu Bingtong, against Liangzhou Cui Ling!"

"Yanshan Qu Bingtong, please advise!"

"Liangzhou Cui Ling, please advise!"

Cui Ling is tall, luxurious, and meticulous in a brocade costume. With thick eyebrows and big eyes, a bronze complexion, and thick hands, he stood in place like a green pine rooted in the rock, standing still.

"Zheng ......"

Qu Bingtong stepped forward, the long sword suddenly unsheathed, and the bright sword body pointed forward. Cui Ling stretched out his fist, and a dignified, mighty and unyielding artistic conception rushed straight to the other party.

A scream sounded, Qu Bingtong's eyes began to shine, the sword body shook rapidly, the stone surface under her feet cracked, and the fist strength gathered by the innate true qi was broken by her.

"Good!"

Cui Ling nodded, stepped forward, and a single fist slammed out again, and the punch was gushing endlessly, one after another, sweeping several feet in front of him, forcing the opponent to resist hard.

In the past few days, he has used this set of winning punches to force the opponent to win.

Although the Qu Bingtong in front of him is also extraordinary, he is not congenital, and the two cannot be compared at all!

The sword shadow crossed the sky, the sword shadow roared wildly, and the sword body crossed a graceful arc in the air, and finally turned into a stab in the chest, pushing it forward.

"......"

The sword body trembled, and the stone surface under Qu Bingtong's feet shattered, but she took two steps forward again.

Cui Ling's eyes condensed, and his body stepped forward, opening and closing his fists, and striking at him vertically and horizontally.

Qu Bingtong's delicate body soared into the air, carrying the Dao Dao sword shadow, the turbulent void air flow surged, and the Dao Dao sword shadow slammed down with the strong wind.

"Boom ......"

The strong wind was agitated, the fist strength dissipated, Cui Ling's face was unmoved, and as soon as his true anger was mentioned, his fist suddenly erupted like a raging storm.

And Qu Bingtong's face turned pale, and there was even a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"She's gone!"

Above, Wei Lei couldn't help but sigh.

"When she arrives here, it's already her limit, and it's already surprising to be able to confront Cui Ling's fist technique head-on with the incomplete cultivation of the Heavenly Realm!"

Hua Xiaofu also nodded slowly.

And behind them, in an elegant and simple stone pavilion on the mountainside, there were also two people who looked down with their hands down.

One of them was none other than Lu Yunxiao, the elder of Shaking Light Peak.

"Senior Brother Lu, the one in the audience is the one you have taken a fancy to?"

Beside him was a man with a sleazed face, like an old peasant.

"Well, this girl has good potential, and there may be someone behind her. ”

"Really, the swordsmanship is a good one. Huh......"

The man smiled lightly, and suddenly his voice paused, and a sound of surprise came out of his mouth.

"Sword Intent!"

A satisfied smile also appeared on Lu Yunxiao's perennially cold face.

"It's indeed sword intent! And it's a very pure sword intent!"

Qu Bingtong, who had just fallen, saw Cui Ling on the opposite side punching his debut, and there was a domineering attitude in the grandeur, wanting to suppress people's hearts and surrender.

"Didn't my Yanyan return well that day?"

Qu Bingtong was puzzled.

"It was a good day, but it wasn't good. ”

Chen Ziang shook his head.

"You need a kind of anger, anger from the heart! You forget that the swallows of Yanshan are only crazy when they are angry, they can make people fearful, and they can burst into their amazing potential. ”

"The power of anger, the belief in victory, and the will to be fearless!

The punch struck, Qu Bingtong's body swelled suddenly, but the pain in her body under the burning technique was like an introduction, igniting the grief and indignation in her heart.

A figure appeared in her heart, the hope of her father and brother, the hatred of destroying the door, the ruthlessness of Qi Ning, and the injustice of the Taixuan faction, all turned into a sad cry in the end.

A sword light with a decisive momentum burst up under the shadow of the fist, and the light sword technique turned into a rage and fierceness.

Under the strength of the storm, a swift howled angrily, and the swift flew in the wind and rain, slamming into the strongest point of the fist with a fearless faith.

Pursuing the instinct in swordsmanship, Qu Bingtong turned his twenty years of life into this decisive sword and poured out.

Time seemed to be quiet at this moment, the crazy waves of qi were stirring around the body, and everything in heaven and earth seemed to become so clear and different!

"Innate!"

Hua Xiaofu on the stage opened her eyes and stood up suddenly.

'Incredible!'

Offstage, Chen Ziang also let out a wry smile in his heart.

"Boom ......"

There was a bang in the ring.

Cui Ling flew out upside down and fell heavily to the ground, his eyes closed tightly and he had fainted.

And Qu Bingtong was like a proud Feiyan, standing on the ground with a sword, looking up at the stage with his proud head.

"I won!"