At three o'clock in the afternoon, the surface temperature began to drop gradually. After resting for a few hours, the crowd regained their spirits.

Three of the five groups have already competed, and there are still two groups left, as well as more than 100 people who want to take the extra test of archery, and if everything goes well, they should be able to complete it before dark.

In the fourth group, Luo Rongjun and Fang Han met together. Luo Rongjun was very unhappy that his friend Ling Zhen had robbed him of the opportunity to "take revenge" on Cheng Kun, and even looked at Fang Han with a very unkind look, as if he was ready to take out his anger on him.

Although Fang Han was stared at a little inexplicably, he didn't think about these details, and he was even more pleased with the vague hostility revealed in Luo Rongjun's eyes. The battle between Cheng Kun and Ling Zhen hooked up the fighting intent in the hearts of the remaining people, and he couldn't wait to try his edge with the "sword" in his hand!

The Fang family's Storm Sword Technique is known as "Shocking Clouds and Rain, Water Curtain and Sky Falling", and it is unfolded, fast and thorough, pervasive, and the best at group attack. And Luo Rongjun, in addition to the Shaoyang True Qi that he is best at, also learned a set of Yanyang Sword Techniques with his master, and the two of them fought, and others had no room to interfere at all.

The battle between the two was heated from the start.

The true qi in Fang Han's body kept circulating in the Hand Three Yin Meridian and Hand Three Yang Meridians, stimulating a few specific acupoints, making his sword speed far beyond that of ordinary people. A long stick was slashed by his hand, cut off at the waist, and turned into an alternative sword without a blade, turning into a rain of smoke and rain that sprinkled Luo Rongjun's whole body.

No one can stand in this drizzle without getting wet, and such a drizzle-like swordsmanship is really unstoppable.

But Luo Rongjun did not retreat, but instead slashed at Fang Han with a long knife in a mysterious arc, not caring at all about the "sword blade" that was about to fall on him. Although he is still far from condensing the Yanyang Sword Intent, with the bonus of Shaoyang True Qi, he still simulates the charm of three points with this knife.

Such a knife, in the eyes of others, is like a scorching sun, its majesty, its momentum.

After breaking Fang Han's sword like a drizzle, the sword momentum turned around when it was about to be exhausted, and slashed towards Fang Han's arm, which was clumsy and clever, showing Luo Rongjun's profound sword cultivation.

Fang Han didn't expect Luo Rongjun to be so tough, attacking with attack, responding with strength, he swung out thirteen swords with a style of "Xiaoxiao Twilight Rain", covering Luo Rongjun's thirteen key points, which is not exquisite, but he was still broken by the other party's sword, and he couldn't help but praise it secretly in his heart.

Not to be outdone, after flashing a knife from Luo Rongjun, the sword path changed, and suddenly became a storm, abandoning all unnecessary moves and changes, and taking a quick word, one sword after another, a sword is faster than a sword, and for a while, the long sword in his hand seemed to have taken off its tangible entity and turned into a white rainbow that seemed to be real and illusory.

Fang Han's offensive could be said to have achieved the extreme of his sword moves at this stage, and Luo Rongjun's single move speed was really dwarfed. But although his speed of sword delivery was far inferior to Fang Han's, he still miraculously supported it in this stormy sword momentum, and he still kept it tight.

Although he is slow to make a knife, every knife is full of spirit, attacking the enemy will be saved, forcing Fang Han to interrupt the continuous offensive like the Yangtze River, fighting fast with slowness, clumsy and clever, looking at ease, full of master demeanor. Only Cheng Kun and a few others saw the sweat oozing from his sideburns, obviously he was not as relaxed as he seemed on the surface.

The two of them may not be the two of the seven with the highest martial arts, but when it comes to the excitement of the fight, no one can match it. They exchanged swords and swords, but they suffered the others in the ring.

Luo Rongjun has a domineering temperament, and he doesn't care if he will be injured by mistake. As for Fang Han, he also played a real fire, and he couldn't take care of others with all his strength. Fortunately, after all, the two of them are only cultivating in the meridian period, and their true qi cannot be released, otherwise the sword qi will fly, but there will really be no way for these people to live.

But even now, this group of competitions is about to go unchecked. On the ring, a large piece of space was vacated for Fang Han and the others, and the others were huddled together, for fear of being involved in the battle between the two.

Instructor Tie Niu frowned when he looked at it from the audience, but Fang Han and Luo Rongjun didn't break the rules, and he couldn't say anything.

After five minutes of fierce fighting between the two, Fang Han's sword speed inevitably slowed down. This type of "Shower Sword" consumes the most true qi, Fang Han has already struck the sword more than a thousand times in this short period of time, on average, more than three times a second out of the sword, which can be imagined the consumption of true qi and physical strength. In contrast, although Luo Rongjun's true qi also consumed a lot, it was still much better than Fang Han.

Fang Han was still inexperienced, and he accidentally fell into the trap of the other party, he seemed to take the lead, attacking and defending freely, and firmly suppressed Luo Rongjun, but in fact, he lost control of the rhythm of the battle, and it was not until the true qi in the meridian dantian was only thirty percent that he suddenly realized, but it was already a little late at this time.

This time the battle has already had a result, although Fang Han can fight again, it will be difficult to recover the defeat. He didn't dwell on it anymore, and immediately put away his sword after finding that the defeat was decided, but he was a little unwilling in his heart, and said to Luo Rongjun:

"No need to fight anymore, I lost this battle. But I just lost in inexperience, not that my Rain Sword was defeated by your Flame Sun Sword. ”

Luo Rongjun laughed after hearing this, and was very disdainful of his behavior of making excuses to cover up after failure, in his opinion, defeat is defeat, how can there be so many reasons to talk about.

After the two of them stopped, the others let out a sigh of relief and looked at each other, finding that there was some helplessness in each other's eyes. But Dabi still has to continue, Fang Han and Luo Rongjun have already locked two places, and there are still eight left, so they can't afford not to work hard.

This is somewhat similar to the battlefield, where the generals are first heads-up, and then the petty soldiers are scuffling. I have to say that the long-lasting recruit Dabi of the Joyama Army seems simple, but in fact there is a reason behind it.

After another ten minutes, the remaining eight places were all in place.

In the end, the fifth group came to power, and Xue Ren, the only remaining Lelang County Xue Ren in the family, was naturally in this group. His martial arts are different from several others, and what he is best at is the family heirloom "Eight Great Styles of the Dragon", which integrates the body and leg methods of this martial arts, which is a must.

When he came to the stage, his body did not shake, his legs did not shake, but he just stepped lightly and "floated" into the ring like a floating cloud, needless to say, this chic energy is needless to say, in terms of appearance alone, Xue Ren can throw several other people out of the eight streets.

Cheng Kun who watched it was a little jealous and red-eyed, lying down, light work, and awesome!

If you say what martial arts in martial arts novels make readers yearn for the most, light skills are definitely a point that cannot be left unmentioned.

Flying has always been one of the dreams of human beings, and although the emergence of airplanes in modern times allows people to touch the high blank clouds above 10,000 meters, it is still separated by a layer of iron after all. However, light work can fly the eaves and walk on the wall, step on the snow without a trace, and a little bit can also be volleyed into the void, allowing human beings to get rid of the shackles of the ubiquitous gravity on the earth with their own strength, which can be said to satisfy all the fantasies of human beings for flying and freedom.

But Cheng Kun didn't learn such an awesome martial arts, and his master Tang Zhong never mentioned anything like light martial arts in the three years he taught him martial arts, and he didn't know if he forgot to teach it or he didn't know it himself. Cheng Kun secretly thought that the latter was the truth, you must know that he had even learned the three-style hammer method at the bottom of Tang Zhong's box in the end, and there was no reason to hide light skills.

Normally, the first skill that the master teaches his apprentice is how to escape, stay in the green mountains, and not be afraid of running out of firewood. No one can always win, and if you learn to run away, you won't lose everything because of one failure. But Tang Zhong didn't play according to the routine, and Cheng Kun had no choice.

Actually, Cheng Kun guessed correctly, Tang Zhong really didn't know how to work lightly. There are few masters in the army, not that there are no light cheats in the barracks, but these people prefer war horses to travel, not to mention the effort, people on the battlefield borrow horsepower, and it is easier to kill the enemy. Therefore, Tang Zhong couldn't teach it even if he wanted to, but it was too face-saving to say this, so he simply didn't mention it.

To get back to the point, after Xue Ren came to power, he also followed the "tradition" of Cheng Kun and others and began to clear the scene. Although he was carrying a wooden knife in his hand, he didn't use it at all, he just used it as an ornament, and when someone rushed up and kicked it straight, like a dragon flicking its tail.

The martial arts he has practiced since he was a child is only this "Eight Great Styles of Wandering Dragons", and his attainments in leg art in the past ten years can be imagined, and it is easy to use it to clear the field at this moment. He stood where he was, not moving outward, his legs as if they had become two long whips that could be rigid and soft, and when they were pulled out, there was a crisp sound. The strength of each leg is light or heavy, and the strength changes freely, but the person who was kicked by him finally couldn't help himself, his feet did not move and slid backwards, and his shoes rubbed on the ground with a "snort" and "snort" sound, and he did not stop until he stepped back from the ring.

This hand can be said to be extremely popular, and some recruits in the audience were amazed.

Cheng Kun looked at Xue Ren's eyes a little unkindly, this kid seems to be more skilled in pretending to be more skilled than me, damn, the pressure is so great!

After watching the competition of the first four groups in the audience before, these people in the fifth group also have experience in dealing with guys like Xue Ren. They all recognized the reality one by one, and soon no one went over to kick Xue Ren stupidly, and they all tacitly acquiesced that he occupied a qualifying spot, and instead went to fight for the remaining nine.

Seeing this, Xue Ren shook his head a little boredly, closed his eyes in the ring, and went to cultivate his true qi. Being able to guard the spirit of the underworld and run the exercises in such a noisy environment, I don't know if he is nervous, or if he can really surrender his mind anytime and anywhere and sink into a state of concentration.

After the results of the fifth group came out, Xue Ren opened his eyes directly, and before stepping out of the ring, his gaze swept over the other six people, and his essence flickered, only these few people could be regarded as his real opponents.

The senses of the six people in the audience were quite sensitive, and they responded one after another when they were stabbed by his gaze.

Cheng Kun's muscles and bones exploded, the golden rooster shook its feathers, and a fine crackling sound sounded all over his body, like the aftermath left after the summer thunder. was so shocked that Deng Xiaoxian took a step back.

Fang Han was playing with a real spear in his hand, his wrist seemed to shake a few times unintentionally, and after a small piece of dust flew, the word "Xue Ren" was carved on the ground, the font was flying, and the pen was like a sword.

The expression on Luo Rongjun's face seemed to be a little disdainful, but the temperature within a foot of him quietly climbed a little.

Tian Huayu has a harmless smile on his fat face, his mixed yuan skills are unpretentious and do not show his appearance, but everyone knows that this is an opponent that should not be underestimated.

Ling Zhen's eyelids drooped, and his hands were behind him, as if he was carrying two invisible swords on his back, quietly vibrating.

Duan Feipeng clenched his fists, and the surface of the skin on his hands was white, just like the color of jade, which was a sign of the success of the broken jade fist.

The qi of the seven people were staggered with each other, and the others who were accidentally caught in the middle felt an inexplicable sullenness, and only returned to normal after walking away.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. Martial arts competition, who can stand on the top of the peak, overlooking everyone, all the results are in the final battle tomorrow!