Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Battle for the Top Three

"Hehe, Hua Rong and Ji Zixiang, it's okay if you two don't accept it, I'm at this level, but it's okay to fight you two, go down!" Bi Sheng said, and swept towards the two of them again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The two immediately rolled to the ground, intending to pick up their swords and fight again, but who knows, the other golden-clothed disciples didn't give the two of them a chance at all, not only did they each use their sticks to fly their swords, but they also used sticks to drive the two of them to the stage again.

"The Getaway team was beaten down by two members again, and this time, the balance of victory has been tilted heavily on the side of Haoran Zhengqi. The disciple in the audience said.

Gongsun Hu glanced at it and didn't say anything, he still had to deal with Fang Botong and put a lot of pressure on him, so he couldn't take care of this side for the time being.

And after Bi Sheng gained momentum, he led all the gold-clothed disciples to sweep all the disciples of the Freedom Clan off the stage in one go.

Gongsun Hu had to be distracted, if he was really the only one left in the waiting field, even if he won in the end, he would feel disgraced.

"The sword of freedom, the sword of the sword is directed at the heart - the sword of the heart. Gongsun Hu said, and released the sword, so the sword was like Fang Botong's stick again, slashing towards Fang Botong and the gold-clothed disciples, but this sword seemed to have a smell of silence. It hurts in people's eyes and makes me want to cry.

How could this Asking Heart Sword be so strong? If he stood close, the disciple with low skill could not help but burst into tears.

I saw that under the powerful spiritual power of Gongsun Hu, the speed of Bi Sheng and the gold-clothed disciples had slowed down like a snail, and finally, it stopped.

"How could he have such a deep internal force, it's amazing. Fang Botong was secretly surprised, he alone was equivalent to the internal strength of two Jindan stage disciples, how did this Gongsun Hu practice, why was the internal force so strong?

Although Gongsun Hu only showed the size of a grape grain on the outside, the strength of this internal force was beyond everyone's expectations.

"The sword is directed at the heart - the sword of inquiry. The eight disciples began to perform the free swordsmanship, and with the deep internal force from the master, they turned defeat into victory in one fell swoop, and at the same time, they also drove the gold-clothed disciples down to the stage.

"The hateful Sword of Questioning the Heart! Ask what kind of heartbreaking, you can defeat the four disciples on Lao Tzu's side, ahhhhh Fang Botong thought angrily.

"This time it seems to be evenly matched. "Someone said.

This time, the little boss has returned to his previous results. Someone else said.

"How much internal strength does Gongsun Hu have to change such an unfavorable battle situation?" Li Aoran began to think with his hands on his shoulders.

"Gongsun Hu's sword of inquiry--the sword goes straight to the heart! Good swordsmanship! I Qian Lang has been taught. Although Qian Lang had tears in his eyes, it was not caused by the Questioning Heart Sword, but excited.

Of course, there were countless disciples in the audience who also shouted excitedly: "Ask the heart sword, ask the heart sword technique, ask the heart sword technique, the sword sword points directly to the heart, and the good sword technique ......." ā€

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"Flying Tiger Divine Skill!" shouted Gongsun Hu.

So everyone immediately performed this stunt, and Fang Botong shouted: "Fang wants to stick a stick, the stick is like a coiling dragon, and the dragon travels all over the world!"

Fang Botong was really talented, he sublimated Bi Sheng's move again, so he led a team of six, wielding a stick, and had the most fierce collision with the flying tiger magic technique led by Gongsun Hu.

"Although Fang Botong is shameless, if he played so extraordinarily against me at that time, maybe I would really have to lose to him, right? Okay, Fang Botong, I am convinced of you. Qian Lang thought to himself.

"Ah, it's so exciting, it's really a vicious battle, and the feeling of never dying. Zhou Yang shook his round head and said.

If you don't look at the picture, you think that you are carrying out a percussion, but many disciples in the field are all clenching their fists tightly.

Extremely nervous in their hearts, they seemed to be more excited than the disciples in the field.

But no one shouted, for fear of alarming these celestial pride. The disciples in the field flew around, swords and sticks walked one after another, and none of them would work without help.

"The sword is like the wind, and the wind is like the clouds. Gongsun Hu once again used a new trick, and the two of them did not give in.

At this time, Gongsun Hu's sword and Fang Botong's stick confronted each other in the air again, sometimes attacking, sometimes lingering, sometimes colliding, sometimes the sword shadow and stick shadow fell apart, only to hear a burst, and the sound of weapons resonating endlessly.

At this time, the two of them are not only fighting for endurance, but also innovative moves, as well as strength, energy, mental strength, and so on.

At this time, Fang Botong's face turned pale, and he had no strength to hold on any longer. Although he was in the middle of the Jindan period, he was really speechless when he was a pervert like Gongsun Hu in the early stage of the Jindan period.

In terms of strength, he was a little weaker, so he had to withdraw his troops and endure it, but in the end he accidentally spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Gongsun Hu, I admit defeat!" Fang Botong raised a hand and said.

"Okay!" Gongsun Hu stopped attacking, he was almost unable to hold on, and for a moment, he wanted to lie down. But the honor of the sect made him have to persist again.

In fact, he also wanted to spurt out a mouthful of blood, but he endured and endured, in order to fight for this breath, in order not to get into the upper hand in front of Fang Botong, he swallowed the blood back.

At this time, the whole arena was quiet, and Feng Xiuquan said with a smile: "The game is over, this team led by Xiaoyaomen Gongsun Hu against the team led by Haoran Zhengqi Sect Fang Botong, the final result of the game is: Xiaoyaomen wins." ā€

"Oh, we won the Xiaoyao Gate, oh, long live the Xiaoyao faction, long live the young head of Gongsun Hu, long live the young master, long live the Xiaoyao faction...... The disciples in the audience all shouted loudly.

"Brother Fang, it doesn't matter to you, right?" Bi Sheng asked with concern.

"Well, it's okay, we've done our best. Fang Botong said. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help but glance at Gongsun Hu, and thought indignantly in his heart: Grandma's, this kid is all right! Damn, really hateful, Gongsun Hu, you wait, I won't let you go.

Gongsun Hu didn't look at Fang Botong, but he sensed it clearly, including this kid's heart, he also read it clearly, hum, I'm angry with you, it's a little sample, in Lao Tzu's territory, it's a dragon, you have to give Lao Tzu a coil, and a tiger has to lie down for Lao Tzu, so I bullied you, I'm not convinced, hum, let's vomit three more liters of blood.

However, after Gongsun Hu saw Fang Botong leave the scene angrily, he immediately jumped up, ran to a remote corner, and vomited out the blood again, which made him feel much more comfortable. So I started meditating here and repairing.

Next, the other sects each lost a game to compete for the second and third places, and for a while, the arena entered another round of climax.

The disciples below are all discussing, this time, the champion of Xiaoyaomen should be settled.

The remaining few battles were extremely exciting, especially the encounter between Qian Lang and Xuantianmen, which was also a bitter battle, but Qian Lang still relied on his superb martial arts skills and exerted his supernatural strength, and finally fought Xuantianmen.

"It's over, and the show is finally over. Shi Poxing said.

"How does Brother Aoran feel?" Wu Zhanfeng asked.

"Hehe, what do you think, we just played with the disciples of various sects and sects for more than a month, and there are only three people in my deepest memory, Gongsun Hu is mysterious and dangerous, and people are unexpected everywhere, Fang Botong is shameless and cunning, and takes the lead; Qian Lang is a scholar, and he is not a good bird, and the others are cannon fodder like you and me, play with others and quietly wither!" Li said with a smile.

"Cut, look at a man as big as you, how can you also have a feeling of sadness and sadness, doesn't it fit your personality?" Wu Zhanfeng said.

"I'm impressed by more than these three, I think Xuantianmen Han Wei is very stylish, he took thirty-six disciples to meet the thirty disciples of Gongsun Hu, good guy, the momentum of that game is really grand, Xuantianmen's martial arts are originally mysterious and mysterious, I originally thought they were going to win, hehe, I don't know how Gongsun Hu could let those decrepit boys use some tricks in front of everyone, calculate Han Wei and them, Gongsun Hu, this guy, is actually super shameless!" Ke Yunlu said.

"Yes, how many times, in terms of strength, their team should be the master who was swept down, but under his encouragement, they persevered, and finally turned defeat into victory! Let's just say that little girl Ye Xuemeng, you said that you will step down when you get off the stage, she is still unyielding on the verge of death, and when she stepped down, she also pulled the other party into the water. Zhan Wei said.

"I just can't figure it out, how many teams have suffered a lot from that Qin Liang's earth-shattering roar, but the Gongsun Tiger team has done it very easily, do you know what the reason is?" Zhou Yang said with an expression of disgust.

"What is the reason?" many people asked.

"Hehe, a tael of silver, if anyone gives up a tael of silver, I will say. Zhou Yang said with a smile.

"You give Lao Tzu a go, deliberately come to hang the appetite of Lao Tzu, and you don't want to beat!" Li Aoran said, grabbing Zhou Yang's arm and wanting to beat him. He also made a gesture with his foot to kick his ass.

"You little one, this little ass, it's itchy again, brother, I'll kick a guy for you, let you lose weight!"

"I said, I said immediately, please don't kick, in fact, I analyzed it later, that Gongsun Tiger is really powerful, don't they have that Flying Tiger Divine Skill? In the process of the Flying Tiger Divine Skill, they dispersed the noise superimposed by those disciples, and at the first time, the little fat man Tai Er didn't have time to open his mouth, no, just when he opened his mouth, he had already taken measures to intercept the air flow coming from the sound of the earth-shaking roar. Zhou Yang said.

"Oh, it should be like this, I guess they also took a lot of precautions against the team's uniform roar. Li Aoran said.

In the end, Kou, Ya, and the third runner-up are respectively the Xiaoyao faction, the Haoran Righteous faction, and the Snow Mountain faction.

The battle finally ended in the afterglow, and the representatives of all parties on the field were still unsatisfied, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Representatives of all factions, thank you for coming to my free faction to participate in this sect martial arts competition, it is getting late today, tomorrow at 8 o'clock in the morning, everyone can come to the martial arts stage, we will hold an award ceremony. I have good news to reveal to you in advance, in addition to our martial arts participants can get 1,000 high-grade spirit stones, we can also select outstanding individual players on the spot and also have bonuses. Elder Nangong said with a full breath.

People left the scene one after another, planning to go back to rest and prepare for tomorrow's award ceremony. Countless new disciples were very happy when they heard this, and maybe their team would also be rewarded.

Although new disciples only have one or two lower grade spirit stones a month, for a disciple who has just come from the world, this is the first major wealth in their lives.

At this time, as soon as Gongsun Hu recovered, he saw a figure running upwards and flying towards him.

"Master, it's not good, there are a lot of evil cultivators in fancy clothes at the bottom of the mountain who want you to go to war by name! Mao Dahai ran up in a panic and said.

"Okay, you lead the way, and I'll be there later. Gongsun Hu said.