Xia Fan returned victorious, and all the disciples of the Martial Academy surrounded him and congratulated him in unison. Xiao Renyuan held a wooden plate, with four chicken legs and two boiled eggs on it, and said to Xia Fan: "Not bad, yes!

Xia Fan took the plate with a smile and said with a smile: "I kicked two kicks just now, which was quite exhausting, and I just ate chicken thighs to make up for it." "Pick up a chicken leg and bite down a large piece of meat.

Liu Yanfeng's eyes showed a look of approval, and said: "Xia Fan, your martial arts have grown, if you are interested in officially joining my Tianxing Gate, the old man can vouch for you!"

Master Liu said such a thing, as long as Xia Fan agreed, joining the Tianxing Sect and becoming an official disciple would be ironclad. Xia Fan was overjoyed in his heart and said, "Thank you Master Liu for your success! I am willing to join the Heavenly Star Gate!"

Liu Yanfeng bowed slightly, and said to Yuan Ye, Shangguan, Jiang Haoran, Wu Gang, and Chen Qin: "You are all outstanding disciples of my Tianxing Martial Academy, and if you work hard in the future, my Tianxing Gate will also open the door for you." ”

Several disciples bowed together and said in unison: "Thank you Master Liu for your attention!

The schedule of the Junying Tournament is two in the morning and two in the afternoon, but today is the first day, and there is only one event in the morning when the principal speaks, and the two matches in the afternoon remain unchanged.

The Tianxing Martial Arts Academy ended this game quickly, and there were still more than ten units still in progress on the field, and if you want to know the opponent of the next round, you must wait until all the games are over before arranging it.

Xia Fan won the game, and his mood was very relaxed, sitting in the wooden shed, holding chicken legs, eating and competing in the stands.

Chen Qin saw that he was eating sweetly, and he was so leisurely and comfortable, he was so envious, and he wanted to follow his example. ran over and grinned: "Xia Fan, there are still two chicken legs on the plate, can I share one with me?" I'll exchange candied melon seeds with you." ”

Seeing that she looked like a little gluttonous cat, Xia Fan smiled and said, "No problem! You can take both! Just leave me a boiled egg." ”

Chen Qin took out candied melon seeds from his bag and put them on the table, picked up a chicken leg, and nibbled on it deliciously.

The disciples were also not polite, eating the snacks brought by Chen Qin and watching the competition on the stage.

*

After about a cup of tea, all the competitions on the field ended. The disciples of several famous sects all won, and most of the results were expected by everyone.

Among them, a burly teenager from Suzhou Baishengmen played two games in the morning and afternoon in a row, and won both battles.

Xiao Renyuan and the others felt strange. Generally speaking, the participating disciples of each martial arts academy take turns to fight, so that everyone has a chance to compete, but this Baishengmen only sent him to play, is it because he wants to rely on him to kill all the way to the end?

If this is the case, then this young man must have extremely high martial arts skills to be so confident.

Li Longyan picked up the roster beside Liu Yanfeng, looked through it for a while, and said: "It turns out that he is the only one participating in Baishengmen, this young man's name is Zhuang Yong, and he is a disciple of Baishengmen. ”

Xiao Renyuan waited for a while, thinking that since Baishengmen sent him to participate in the competition, then this Zhuang Yong must be the most powerful of the young disciples of Baishengmen, and most of the others were too far away from him to be qualified to be selected, or they had other important matters and could not participate in the competition.

Baishengmen is also quite famous in Suzhou, and there are many famous masters in the gang. The Junying competition requires that the age of the contestants should not exceed 20 years old, and this Zhuang Yong is about the first person under the age of 20 in Baishengmen.

Seeing that he was competing on the stage, his martial arts were really good. His opponent was also an outstanding disciple of a large gang, and the two fought for more than eighty moves, and finally Zhuang Yong knocked each other out with an inverted curtain stroke.

At this time, a judge of the competition came over and asked the Tianxing Martial Arts Academy to report the names of the contestants in the next game.

According to the rules, each school must submit the names of the contestants before the competition, and then announce them together at the beginning of the competition. This is also one of the means to demonstrate fairness.

Otherwise, if you know in advance who your opponent will be next, you may deliberately arrange your own players, which would be unfair.

The Heavenly Star Martial Academy had already determined the candidate and reported Shangguan Junfeng's name.

Shangguan seemed a little nervous. Xiao Renyuan said: "That Zhuang Yong has played two games in a row, and he may not play again in the third game; ”

Shangguan coughed and nodded.

After another half of the incense time, the list of contestants was posted on the public list, Chen Qin ran to check it again, and came back and said, "Shangguan, you have a disciple named Fang Changqing in the Black Tiger Sect. ”

Shangguan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The Black Tiger Sect is a second- or third-rate sect in eastern Zhejiang, which is inferior to the Tianxing Martial Academy, and its disciples are not very strong.

As for Zhuang Yong of Baishengmen, as Xiao Renyuan expected, he did not appear again.

More than 70 sects participated in the competition, and they had to take turns with each other, and one sect could not be allowed to occupy the ring all the time.

Blue Moon Gate has appeared twice, and this round also has a bye.

After a short time, the host summoned the participating disciples to enter the competition venue, and the third round of the competition began.

Shangguan Junfeng's opponent was a swarthy young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a somewhat worried expression, and when he saw Shangguan coming to power, he hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Please give in to Senior Brother Shangguan...... No, no, a lot of advice!"

Shangguan nodded slightly, seeing that the young man looked nervous, very jerky, he didn't expect to have seen anything in the world, and his heart was even more stable.

With the gong at the start of the game, the two pulled out the stance. Shangguan struck first, and attacked with three consecutive moves of the Flying Phoenix Fist, this series of three moves was his proud move, agile and fast, and varied; the black-faced young man Fang Changqing raised his hand to parry, and retreated again and again.

Shangguan saw that although he was busy parrying, his backward footwork was quite fast, and he couldn't play all kinds of backwards, so he accelerated his pace at the moment, followed step by step, and forced him to dismantle the move with himself before he could use the subtleties of Feifeng Fist.

Fang Changqing used the Black Tiger Fist and circled around the platform, not confronting Shangguan head-on; Shangguan occasionally showed flaws, and Fang Changqing only attacked tentatively, and when he felt that something was wrong, he immediately withdrew his move. The two fought for more than ten years, Fang Changqing seemed to be in a big downturn, and Shangguan couldn't help him for a while.

After another seven or eight moves, Shangguan's heart was anxious, secretly thinking that you are blindly avoiding the battle, what kind of fighting method is this? From the battle just now, he has already noticed that this Fang Changqing's martial arts are not as good as his own, but the foundation is relatively solid, although he has fallen behind, his fist technique is not chaotic, and the gate is guarded very strictly; at the same time, he is circling and dodging, and seven out of ten moves are on defense, and it is not easy to defeat him at once.

Shangguan was eager to win, highlighting the dangerous moves, and when he saw Fang Changqing retreating three feet back, he shouted, jumped up, pounced forward, and struck down in the air with a move of Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens. This move was a nirvana move, and his palms had already enveloped Fang Changqing.

Fang Changqing's eyes showed a look of surprise, he didn't expect the other party to make such a ruthless move, seeing that his palms had hit in front of him, he didn't have time to think about it in the crisis, his body suddenly turned in a circle, and he actually sold his back to Shangguan, leaning forward with his body, kicking his back legs, only to feel that the wind behind him was squeezing, Shangguan had already swept past his back, and his leg was kicking Shangguan's calf.

This scorpion hook was used at this moment, and it was actually wonderful, not only avoiding Shangguan's volley, but kicking the opponent. Shangguan swooped into the air with a blow, dived to the ground, supported the ground with both palms, and rolled forward to dissipate the downward momentum. Before he got up, he heard an exclamation from the martial arts brother in his ears, and his heart sank, and when he squatted up to look, his left foot had stepped on the edge of the white line.

Cold sweat broke out on his back, it was really dangerous, as long as he moved one more step, his body was out of the white line.

Fang Changqing probably didn't expect his move in a hurry, and he almost sent the other party out of the circle, and he was still glad that he had avoided the other party's killing move, and when he saw Shangguan half-squatting next to the white line, he didn't expect to come forward to attack.

The disciples of the Black Tiger Gate watching the battle were in a hurry, and shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Fang, go on, what are you doing in a daze?"

Shangguan secretly screamed: "Shame! Fortunately, this kid is inexperienced, otherwise Lao Tzu would really capsize in the gutter." If he pounces at this time, he doesn't need to make any subtle moves, he only needs to attack me with a few palms, and he can push me out of the circle. Seeing that Fang Changqing was already eager to try, he hurriedly got up, somersaulted sideways, jumped aside, slid three more steps, and returned to the center of the field.

The disciples of the Black Tiger Sect were disappointed and sighed together.