After the five sects of holy water were assembled, the heads of the five sects returned to their seats, and Master Xinguan announced: "Next, Senior Brother Xinzhi will announce the rules of the competition and preside over the competition!"

Master Xinguan sat down, and an old monk with deep-set cheeks stood up, his cold and electric gaze quickly swept over the audience, and said: "In this competition, there are a total of 100 disciples from the five sects, and they will face off in pairs, divided into fifty games, twenty-five in the morning and afternoon. There are a total of five competition venues www.biquge.info the central Houtu field, which is the main field, the Eastern Langfeng Field, the Western Tianlei Field, the Southern Shengyan Field, and the Northern Xuanbing Field, four of which are located in the corresponding directions outside the Zen Temple, and the five venues each conduct five competitions. ”

Lu Xiaoyuan looked at the old monk and thought, "Is this the Xinzhi monk who once embarrassed the master?" Seeing that his face sank like water, he was not angry and arrogant, and he thought that this person's popularity was extraordinary.

"The disciples draw lots to determine their opponents, there are a total of fifty numbers, one hundred wooden lots, and the two who draw the same number are opponents. Zero-0-04 ...... in this game"

This is the fifth session of the martial arts conference, and the rules have been the same since the first session, and every session of the heart must be announced once. Everyone was familiar with it, and few paid attention to what he had to say.

After the 100 people drew lots, they each walked to their arenas. Shou Rong drew the No. 3 lot, which was the third game in the Houtu field, and Shou Xiong drew the No. 16 lot, and competed in the Tianlei field. Lu Xiaoyuan is the twenty-ninth, and the competition is approaching dusk.

Shouxiong's opponent is Dazhi, a disciple of three generations of Buddha Awakening Temple. Dazhi is the first disciple of the first disciple of the Master of Xinguan, and his cultivation is extraordinary, and like Shouxiong, he is a master of the Holy Throne.

Shouxiong and Dazhi stood opposite each other, and saw that this Dazhi had a wide face, a straight nose and a square mouth, and a heroic expression, like a buffalo. Seeing that his arm muscles were knotted and his eyes were blazing, he knew that he was also practicing strong martial arts, so he bowed and said, "Senior brother, please give me more advice." ”

Dazhi waved his hand, and said in an urn voice: "You're welcome, it's good to have a fight." "With a loud shout, like a thunderbolt out of thin air, the big fist of the vinegar bowl smashed straight into Shouxiong. The martial arts he practiced belonged to the outer door, and he did not have high requirements for true qi cultivation, and he relied on his physical strength to hurt the enemy, so he did not have the strength to send out.

Shouxiong held the ball with both arms, and the red, blue, blue, su, and Xuan five colors of true qi gathered into a ball, circling between his hands, and he also shouted, and pushed out his palms, and the five gases turned into dragons, forming a four-way seal, and was pushed by Shouxiong to rush towards Dazhi.

Dazhi's iron fist intersected with the Demon Breaking Seal, and the Demon Breaking Great Seal fell into a trap, and the five dragons roared together, Shouxiong shouted: "Good strength!" Dazhi was shocked by the true qi surging from the Demon Breaking Seal and took three steps back, shouting: "It's amazing!"

The two of them each shouted again, and continued to fight hard, "Donkey Kong Fist" and "Five Dragons Breaking the Demon Seal" can be described as chess opponents, iron urns meet copper cylinders. The two of them became more and more courageous, gritting their teeth and looking fierce.

The iron fist rampage, the five dragon scales and claws flew, shouting and shouting, fighting for dozens of rounds, Dazhi suddenly rolled on the spot, dodged the attack of breaking the demon seal, and flashed in front of Shouxiong, before he got up, the "broken golden palm" slammed into the ground, and a crack cracked between Shouxiong's feet.

Shouxiong jumped up, stood in mid-air, pulled out the Sky Splitting Blade, and shouted, "Senior brother, I'm going to use a weapon!"

Dazhi shouted, "Okay, come on!" Half-kneeling on the ground, he took off the demon-slaying pestle behind his back, held both ends with both hands, and tried to meet the Sky Splitting Blade with the momentum of Huashan. The Sky Splitting Blade and the Demon Slaying Pestle intersected, and there was a loud "dang" sound, which shook the eardrums of the audience in the audience.

Shouxiong volleyed in the air and landed on the field, Dazhi also stood up, this fight was equal, both of them praised "Good!", and at the same time bullied the front of him, the Sky Splitting Blade split vertically, and the Demon Descending Pestle was crossed, and there was a thunderclap-like sound, and everyone in the audience frowned slightly, and a few people left.

The two danced and fought with weapons in their hands, and the beginning of the "dangdang" sound was sparsely issued, as if more than ten thunderbolts sounded in a row, and then the two moved faster and faster, and gradually the sound became one, like a giant pestle hitting the heavenly bell, the sound was strong and loud, and it was endless for a long time.

Lu Xiaoyuan said: "Senior brother, do you think senior brother is sure of victory?" asked a few times, but there was no answer. Turning his head, Shoubai and Shourong secretly lucked their true qi, and the cyclone formed between their ears, preventing the sound of the two people fighting on the stage from penetrating. The norm is like himself and blocks his ears.

I couldn't hear this earth-shattering sound, but I saw the two people on the field fighting each other, and the two weapons turned into a large light mask, which was composed of blue and gray color bars, and the color flowed, and the slightest strong wind came out of the light mask, which was a spectacle.

This fierce battle lasted for half an hour, the blue-gray stripes gradually thinned, and the light mask was also scattered, it seemed that the true qi and physical strength of the two had consumed a lot. After fighting for a while, everyone in the audience could see the movements of the two clearly, and the sound was much quieter, which was still shocking to the eardrums.

After a few more rounds of fighting, suddenly there was a loud noise, everyone was startled, the two of them retreated, Shouxiong stood on the ground, the blade of the Sky Splitting Blade in his hand pointed obliquely at the ground, panting, and Dazhi was on the ground with a demon pestle, his bare arms and muscles trembled, and his head couldn't lift anything, and beads of sweat dripped down the tip of his nose.

Obviously, the victory and defeat have been decided, and the host of this venue is the first Master Xincheng of the Life and Destruction Academy, who walked between the two and announced: "In this competition, the Shenglang faction Shouxiong wins!"

Lu Xiaoyuan and the other four were very happy to see Shouxiong's victory. The rest of the spectators breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the end of this thrilling competition, and they felt that it was worth watching.

Dazhi relieved his breath, walked in front of Shouxiong, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to also practice fierce martial arts, and you can also fight with me, this one is so happy!" Suddenly feeling that the demon pestle in his hand was different, his eyes swept over the demon pestle, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

Shouxiong looked at it, and his face was full of apologies, and he said: "Senior brother, I blindly fight bravely, relying on the advantages of weapons, and damaging my senior brother's weapons, this is unbearable." "It turned out that the Demon Suppressing Pestle had touched the Sky Splitting Blade hundreds of times, and the body of the pestle was cut by the Sky Splitting Blade with dense slash marks, varying in depth, and the deepest cut into one-third of the pestle's body. If the demon pestle is damaged like this, it is naturally scrapped.

Dazhi stared at Shouxiong with wide eyes, but there was no anger, his face was full of surprise, and there was a little admiration, and after a while, he said: "I really convinced you!"

Master Xincheng walked up to Dazhi and said, "You usually can't bear to meditate and practice qi, and when you practice martial arts, you only rely on your arm strength and don't run your true qi, you know that this is powerful, right? At present, this Xiaodao is on par with you, what about thirty or forty years later? At that time, your physical strength is gradually declining, but other people's true qi cultivation is increasing day by day, do you still dare to do it with others?"

Dazhi's Demon Suppression Pestle is considered a superior weapon among his peers, and the power and strength of the Sky Splitting Blade are not much different, if his true qi cultivation is comparable to Shouxiong, the Demon Suppressing Pestle will never be cut out, only because he specializes in exercising physical strength, and the true qi gathered on the pestle when using the Demon Suppressing Pestle is very weak, it will be destroyed by the Sky Splitting Blade.

His master had said similar things before, but he felt that his physical strength was not weaker than the other senior brothers and disciples in the temple, so he took those teachings as a deaf ear, and after this battle, he truly realized the lack of previous cultivation.

Shouxiong's victory can be described as a victory, which greatly washed away the frustration of the five people who lost to the three monks of Dayong last night. Lu Xiaoyuan and the four cheered happily.

The five are back on the back pitch, where the second game is reaching its climax. A man and a woman are fighting fiercely on the field.

The men's purple short robe, embroidered with white patterns, the material is smooth and bright, and there are several swords and weapons hanging on the brocade jade belt, and the whole person looks handsome and capable under the background of luxurious clothing.

The woman is wearing a blue gown, holding a jade flute, and her gestures are elegant and chic.

The man first used the long sword, the swordsmanship was light and agile, and the long sword seemed to have become a living creature in his hand, and it could be bent at will, like a long snake. The jade flute in the woman's hand was swung and struck, her body was elegant, and the long sword and the jade flute were on par.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves have been dismantled, the sleeves of the man's robe are flicked around the waist, the long sword is back sheathed, and the wind splitting knife is started.

The woman also changed her tactics, no longer resisting, and simply dodged with her body, without any haste. Her feet are suspended in the air, her toes are floating on the ground, and when she steps out, there will be a burst of air ripples on her toes, and the blades always pass by, and the cold blue shirt is close to the woman's delicate body.

Lu Xiaoyuan saw that this woman's posture was elegant, elegant as the wind, and he knew that she was a disciple of Feng Yage, that man could change all kinds of weapons, and the wind splitting knife lasted for several rounds, and then successively changed to an iron whip, a judge's pen, a wand, and a stabbing ring, and each weapon in his hand always had a corresponding martial art to match. I've never seen this kind of play, and I guess it's a disciple of the Seven Kills Sect.

The situation on the field changed again: the purple wind patterns around the disciples of the Seven Killing Sect were coiled, and the frequency of changing weapons suddenly accelerated, the first move was a sword move, the second move was a staff method, the third move was a mandarin duck double blade, a chain of invitations, and the fourth move became a whip method, with fluttering sleeves and fluttering shadows, and the technique was swift, as if it was a trick.

The woman of Feng Ya Ge put her lips on the jade flute and played a soothing and pleasant music, the music was clean, refreshing, and the hearts of everyone watching the battle were calm, without a trace of killing intent, and the disciples of the Seven Killing Sect on the field were affected by the music, and the offensive slowed down.

While the woman was playing music, her skirt was fluttering, like a fairy, but from time to time she attacked each other with her leg skills, the blue skirt flew up, and the smooth jade legs were fleeting, but she attacked the key point of the disciples of the Seven Killing Sect.

Seeing that the protracted battle was unfavorable to him, the disciples of the Seven Killing Sect burst out with their true qi on their feet, their bodies pulled up, the momentum of the purple wind pattern swirling increased, and they whined, holding double-edged flying eagles and swept towards the Wind Pavilion woman.

Seeing that the double blades of the mandarin duck were about to cut into the woman, at the last moment, the woman's body leaned back, her back almost touching the ground, avoiding this blow like wind and thunder.

The disciple of the Seven Killing Sect missed a blow, and when his body swept over the woman, he secretly screamed in his heart. Sure enough, there was a pain in the lower abdomen, and then I was kicked more than ten times, but it was only a moment.