The competition field of Confucianism is very large, and for this martial arts conference, Confucianism also specially built some rings to meet the needs of emergencies. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

One hundred and four sects, fifty-two groups of competitions were held at the same time, and the disciples of Confucianism were the judges, only on the victory or defeat, regardless of life or death.

"Next, I announce that the first round of the martial arts conference has officially begun. As his words landed, the people representing all sects who participated in the conference all stepped into their respective rings.

Gu Feng is facing the Double Knife Society, because it is a small sect, Gu Feng has never heard of it.

The representative of the Double Knife Club was a man who looked to be in his fifties, with a full beard and a thick beard, and he looked a little violent.

"Li Yifeng, president of the Double Knife Association, I asked. ”

"The valley, the ancient wind. Gu Feng responded lightly.

"Kill!" Li Yifeng roared, and the two cobalt ingot swords in his hand were tiger and tiger, slashing towards the ancient wind.

In the face of Li Yifeng's attack, Gu Feng seemed very calm, and did not take out the Floating Dream Sword, and dealt with the menacing Li Yifeng with his bare hands.

Li Yifeng was furious, this was obviously looking down on himself.

With two knives in hand, Li Yifeng slashed at Gu Feng fiercely, he was still afraid of Gu Feng's identity, Li Yifeng still had his hand, but now seeing Gu Feng looking down on himself so much, he couldn't help but be angry in his heart, took out all his strength, and attacked Gu Feng.

Gu Feng smiled lightly, his body was like a swimming dragon, and he came first, the tiger fist led the wind, avoided the knife swung by Li Yifeng, and hit Li Yifeng's body with a punch.

This punch, Gu Feng used seventy percent of his strength, but he also directly sent Li Yifeng flying a long way, directly under the ring, all this from the beginning to the end of only a few seconds, when the other ring battles just started, Gu Feng's side was already over.

However, this did not cause much surprise, in the eyes of these onlookers, Gu Feng is the valley master of the valley, and the valley is one of the top ten sects in the rivers and lakes, and it is too common for everyone to kill this little-known president of the Double Knife Society in seconds.

Of course, it is not only the ancient style group that ends the game so quickly.

The six major sects of the Sword Gate, the Sect, the Buddha Gate, the Dao Gate, the Confucian Gate, and the True Gate and the Three Sects of the Holy Fire, the Hundred Poisons, and the Three Sects of Tianfu also ended the game at about the same time.

Now the rest of the ring are some small sects of equal strength who are still fighting, of course, there are some of them who end the game relatively quickly, and they are dark horse players who are not known in the competition.

The fifty-two groups of competitions all ended in less than an hour, and all the ten major sects entered without exception.

After lunch, the players who entered the second round of the competition drew lots again to choose their opponents for the next match.

This time, the valley represented by the ancient wind was drawn together with the real gate.

"Hmph... Gu Feng snorted coldly, but he made a decision in his heart.

The second round of the game in the afternoon is still very interesting, in addition to the valley represented by the ancient wind against the real gate, there are also the Holy Fire Sect vs. the Daomen, the Hundred Poison Sect vs. the Sword Gate, and the rest are still the big gate party vs. the small sect This kind of game does not have much to see.

The game started on time, and the representative sent by the real door was Li Linming, an "acquaintance" of the ancient style.

The disciples sent by the main sect are all proud disciples in the sect, and only some disciples of the small sect who really don't have a shot will send the head of the sect to participate in the war.

Although there is no hard and fast rule that the martial arts conference must be a disciple in the sect, but after all, this is related to the face of the sect, so that the colleagues in the rivers and lakes know that even if the head of their sect is gone, there are junior disciples who can support the sect.

The game started on time, and Li Linming, who was against Gu Feng, also walked to the ring.

"Hmph... I won't let you go. Li Linming shouted at the ancient style.

Gu Feng smiled lightly, and did not reply to Li Linming's words, and a sharp aura emanated from Gu Feng's body.

Zhenmen and Gu Feng have a deep blood feud, and Gu Feng naturally will not let each other go as easily as he did with the Double Sword Society.

The second round of the competition began at the same time, and the personnel of all factions began to fight.

And Gu Feng and Li Linming also started a fight.

"Death. Li Linming roared angrily, it was a well-known thing that he liked Ling Yi, but the woman he liked was now snatched away, how could he not be angry.

Now that the person who snatched his beloved was on the opposite side of him, Li Linming used two hundred percent of his strength to attack the ancient wind.

The ancient style smiled evilly, and a cold killing intent emanated unabashedly.

In the ring, only win or lose, regardless of life or death, today this Li Linming will die in his own hands.

However, in the face of garbage like Li Linming, Gu Feng did not need to use the Floating Dream Sword.

In the same way as the Twin Blades, the ancient style is still bare-handed.

Seeing that Gu Feng was still so big in the face of a big sect like Zhenmen, the people in the audience couldn't help but be surprised and let out a voice of discussion.

Only the people of the valley seemed very calm. Qingfeng Mingyue and the others knew the horror of the ancient wind, and a little Li Linming was not a problem at all.

I'm afraid that the only one in the entire True Gate who has the ability to fight against the ancient wind is their master.

"You're looking for death. Seeing Gu Feng looking down on himself so much, Li Linming was even more annoyed.

The long sword in his hand stabbed mercilessly towards the ancient wind.

Gu Feng moved, he didn't wait where he was, the hatred in his heart made him want to kill this person from Mato immediately.

The fist broke through the air, bringing up a chilling wind, and hit Li Linming's chest hard.

Gu Feng's speed was extremely fast, it was incredibly fast, it was obviously Li Linming's hand that made the first move, but he was hit by Gu Feng's hand, and he hit his chest directly.

"Poof... Li Linming spat out a mouthful of blood, and Gu Feng's blow exerted ten percent of his strength, without mercy.

However, this blow did not kill Li Linming, but only seriously injured him.

Li Linming fell to the ground, but Gu Feng did not stop, and came to Li Linming's body in an instant, raised his big foot, and stepped on Li Linming's head fiercely.

If you step on it this time, Li Linming will definitely die.

"Stop. A loud voice sounded from the audience, and a palm wind slapped towards the ancient wind.

Gu Feng frowned, he could only dodge and dodge, otherwise he would inevitably suffer a lot of internal injuries if he was hit by this palm.

The person who came out of charge was Sun Sun, the head of the real sect, and Li Linming was his most proud disciple, and Sun Sung couldn't see him die like this.

"Mato is really a decent family. Gu Feng sneered. The two sides competed, and suddenly attacked, if it wasn't for his timely response, he would have been on the road.

"It's just a martial arts competition, you don't have to be a killer. Sun Yan said coldly, flew up to the stage, helped Li Linming up, and handed him over to the disciples of the real sect in the audience to take care of.

"In the ring, just win or lose, regardless of life and death, his own skills are not as good as others, who is to blame if he dies, if you are really afraid of death, don't come to this martial arts conference. "The ancient style is-for-tat, and there is no fear.

Sun Song was annoyed and scolded Gu Feng, "Since this is the case, then let the old man learn your skills." ”

With a whisk of dust in his hand, Sun Sun's bamboo shoot directly attacked the ancient wind...

The knot said: The world is full of heroics, and it is difficult to distinguish between the right and the evil