Dongfang Ming was choked by Yang Xiaofeng's indifferent gesture, and was even a little angry. www.biquge.info He didn't understand why this person didn't have the kind of grateful look on his face like the people he had met before, like he had been. At that moment, he snorted coldly and said: "This is what you asked for, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

As he spoke, he threw down the long sword in his hand, and then a punch slammed into Yang Xiaofeng's chest with great swiftness.

It's not that he's afraid of hurting the other party, it's just that he doesn't want people to say that he can't win.

Of course, for such a person, it seems that there is no need to use a sword, there is no need for this at all.

Since the other party does not accept his mercy, then he will defeat the other party with absolute strength, and he will watch this person crawl like a dog at his feet and wrest his tail and beg for mercy.

Another point is that since he came to power, he has not asked the other party's name for a long time. Perhaps, in Dongfang Ming's eyes, Yang Xiaofeng is just one of the losers under him, and all he has to do is defeat this person, that's all.

He didn't need to remember who this loser was, and he didn't have to, let alone the name of the loser.

Even if he knew, he would not remember the name of a loser.

Dongfang Ming's punches are very fast, and his body is faster. In an instant, it was in front of Yang Xiaofeng's eyes. This punch is very steady and accurate. Even the onlookers in the audience seemed to be able to feel the strong momentum that burst out of this punch.

These Ethereal Peak disciples were very curious, how should this person deal with such a domineering punch?

In the face of this punch, Yang Xiaofeng seemed to have no power to fight back at all, and all he could do seemed to be to admit defeat obediently.

"Okay", the many Qingge disciples who were watching in the audience immediately cheered loudly, it seemed that they were still quite confident in the strength of Senior Brother Dongfang.

Seeing that Dongfang Ming's fist was less than half a foot away from Yang Xiaofeng's chest, but he still stood in place and did not move at all, as if he had been completely suppressed by Dongfang Ming's punch.

He seemed to have been suppressed by the momentum of this punch, and the victory seemed to be already predestined.

It's a pity that there are always accidents in everything.

Just when Dongfang Ming's fist was about to hit Yang Xiaofeng's chest, Yang Xiaofeng's person suddenly disappeared. However, just now he was obviously still standing in place, and he didn't see any movement, so how could he suddenly disappear.

Dongfang Ming's punch naturally fell short. Losing his goal made him stunned, what's going on, where did that person go just now?

After staying for a while, Dongfang Ming finally relieved himself again. Even if he missed a move just now, he didn't panic, it was a big deal to make a new move.

It's a pity that it's too late!

Just when Dongfang Ming was about to look around for an opponent to shoot again, he only felt a pain in his buttocks, as if he had been kicked, to be exact, he was kicked firmly, and then, his people involuntarily rushed towards the stage. Immediately, I only heard the sound of "poof", and landed perfectly in an upside-down posture.

"Uh......", the cheers of the ethereal disciples instantly choked in their throats, and the expressions on their faces were very strange. The smile froze on his face, so that his whole face turned red, in short, how weird and weird it was.

In the cheers of everyone, I saw Dongfang Ming suddenly fly straight out of the table like a leather ball, and an upside-down green onion fell on the ground several feet away.

Everyone didn't react for a while, this ...... What's going on? It wasn't until a long time later that someone with sharp eyes finally discovered that Dongfang Ming had a faint sole print on his back waist, and it was obvious that their poor Dongfang Senior Brother was kicked off the stage by his opponent.

Although Dongfang Ming had been kicked off the stage, Yang Xiaofeng still stood in place, as if he had never moved. Of course, there was no joy on his face at the moment after winning this competition.

Maybe the scene changed too quickly, and the disciples of the Amorous Pavilion in the audience were all stunned all of a sudden, and they looked at each other with an incredible look, you look at me, I look at you. If it weren't for Dongfang Ming, who was still lying on the ground and moaning in pain, to remind them, everyone would have thought that they had just been dazzled.

After a long time, everyone who came back to their senses looked at the stage together, but saw that the stage was already empty, and the person who had defeated Senior Brother Dongfang with one move just now had no whereabouts to be exact. And they didn't even see what that person really looked like.

At this moment, these Ethereal Peak disciples who thought they were high on weekdays seemed to understand a truth.

There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people.

On the No. 1 stage, the people who were fighting against Duanmu Xuan had been completely suppressed, and the whole person was completely shrouded in Duanmu Xuan's sword shadow.

It seems that the winner has been decided.

Duanmu Xuan took out a sword and stopped when it was an inch away from the opponent's throat, but although the sword had stopped, the opponent's skin had already been pierced by the sword qi, and a trace of bright red blood flowed out.

The opponent suddenly fell to the ground with a weak body, and the sword in his hand had already been thrown away, and he said tremblingly: "I...... I threw in the towel."

At this moment, facing Duanmu Xuan, he had completely lost his fighting spirit. However, although this man abandoned his sword and admitted defeat, no one in the audience made fun of him. There are even people who nodded secretly, facing Duanmu Xuan, it is not ashamed to abandon the sword and admit defeat, it should be said that it is a wise move, if he still wants to continue to struggle, it is boring to be self-deprecating!

Now that the opponent has conceded defeat, this competition is over.

Duanmu Xuan looked at his opponent with a playful look, and the expression on his face was indescribably sneering and contemptuous. Then he put his sword back into its sheath and waved at everyone in the audience. The audience erupted in thunderous cheers and, of course, applause.

Lan Xiaorui looked at the scene on the stage and asked Luo Qingyu beside him: "Brother-in-law, in your opinion, how is Duanmu Xuan's martial arts?"

Luo Qingyu thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid that among today's martial arts peers, there will be no more than three people who can be on par with Duanmu Xuan."

"Oh......", Lan Xiaorui was curious for a moment, and asked, "How does that compare to you." In other words, if you and Duanmu Xuan face each other, what are the chances of winning"?

Luo Qingyu smiled faintly and was noncommittal.

Seeing that his attitude was ambiguous, Lan Xiaorui didn't want to ask anything more, and after a while, he said, "But I don't know how many people will be able to win in today's duel with the Ethereal Seven Shows?"

Luo Qingyu said directly: "Just now, this person is not at the same level as Duanmu Xuan at all, and the other six are about the same, so I think that in today's few duels, there will never be more than three of those scattered disciples who can beat the Ethereal Seven Shows, or, less."

"That's not necessarily ......", Lan Xiaorui didn't agree with his brother-in-law's opinion, and said: "You know, the seven people who fought against the Ethereal Seven Show are all the top seven who stood out from the audition of 1,800 people, and it won't be too bad."

"Hehe......", Luo Qingyu smiled faintly, shook his head, and said: "What about the first seven, is the ethereal seven shows an ordinary person?"

"That's just as well."

Not far away, Yang Xiaofeng glanced at Luo Qingyu and the others intentionally or unintentionally, and then glanced at Duanmu Xuan on the stage, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a very light smile, and then walked away slowly.

"Ethereal Qixiu, hehe...... , in fact, it is only ......".

As the other competitions on the other stages came to an end, the day passed.

Before you know it, it's getting late.

The Ethereal Peak Hall.

The hall was brightly lit, but it was probably so empty that it felt a little eerie.

Duanmu Xuan looked at the junior brothers and sisters around him, and his face was very satisfied.

Looking at the appearance of the younger brothers and sisters at this moment, I know that most of today's competitions have won, and this is expected. Of course, he didn't notice Dongfang Ming, who was full of loss and frustration on the side.

"Well, not bad...... not bad", Duanmu Xuan nodded and said with a smile: "Junior brothers and sisters, although I won today, the people who will play tomorrow are all powerful characters." Luo Qingxue of Luoxue Valley, Lan Xiaorui of Orchid Gate, these people are not inferior to you in terms of reputation or martial arts, so tomorrow's game is the time to really test your strength. Although I am very confident in your strength, you must not be careless, and I hope that when we face off tomorrow, you must give me a 12-point spirit, and I must go all out to win. In a word, don't let me down, let alone disappoint the teachers, you know"?

"It's ......", Ethereal Qixiu said in unison: "Please be relieved, senior brother, we will never disgrace our Ethereal Peak."

"Well, it's ......", Duanmu Xuan nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "That is the case, I am relieved." I won't say anything else, so go down and rest early and prepare for tomorrow's game."

"It's ......", everyone answered and was about to leave. Suddenly, a person said with some trepidation: "Senior brother, that I ...... I lost today".