The elder of the ring looked left and right, saw that both of them bowed slightly, and said, "The agreement between the two parties takes effect, Zhou Ling will compensate the other party for his defeat, and Wang Li will compensate the other party for his failure." Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After the elder finished speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Young Master Wang, this kid fooled himself last time, and he didn't know what kind of trick he was going to play this time.

"This time...... You don't need to set any more rules", Zhou Ling hurriedly took the initiative to attack, this time he must be full of firepower, so that your mother doesn't recognize you.

"No need, no need, if you still have to set the rules, then I really don't have the face to see people", Wang Li waved his hand again and again with some embarrassment.

"It's good to know", Zhou Ling snorted coldly, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and as soon as the magic trick moved, a pale cyan flying sword immediately jumped out behind him and stabbed at Wang Li on the opposite side.

"Yo he, I got a flying sword again, and I still know how to hide it", Young Master Wang smashed his mouth, looking at the imposing flying sword unmoved, he moved his muscles and bones, and the bones up and down his body crackled, and the soreness left over from yesterday's purple qi empowerment has not completely subsided.

Seeing that the flying sword was about to pierce the former's chest, and Wang Li was still stretching lazily, the audience exclaimed again and again, "Is this Wang Li stupid?

The corners of the tomb on the stage were filled with a slight smile, and none of the people who offended me could live comfortably.

A crisp sound of "ding" came out, and some timid disciples had already covered their eyes, just afraid to see the scene of flesh and blood flying.

But when they opened their eyes, they saw Wang Li still standing there intact, and in front of him there was a flying sword with golden light shining all over its body, trembling slightly, making a crisp sword sound.

Zhou Ling's flying sword was naturally knocked away.

"Didn't you say that the flying sword blew itself up?", Zhou Ling felt that his innocent heart had been deeply deceived, and shouted.

"Yes, your Lingshuang Sword was indeed blown up by me, but I didn't say I didn't use the flying sword", Wang Li spread his hands, a little innocent.

The elder of the ring shook his head with a wry smile, "This kid, a ghost, I'm afraid Zhou Ling will have to go home again this time", at this time, he looked at Zhou Ling with a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

"Okay, good", Zhou Ling's lips trembled, and he pinched the sword trick again, controlling the flying sword to kill Wang Li, while the latter waved his robe, and the flowing gold sword burst out, entangled with Zhou Ling's flying sword.

"Is there any other means?", Wang Li rubbed his hands with a smile, feeling a little unpleasant.

"Do you dare to underestimate me?!", Zhou Ling's face was as red as blood, and his feet kicked like an eagle falcon with its wings outstretched, pounced on the former.

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"Compare your kung fu with me, it's really confident", Wang Dashao smiled slightly, his right hand turned into pure gold, and he slapped it with one palm, with a force of more than 10,000 catties, bringing up the rumbling palm wind, whistling away.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Wang Li swept his robe, but did not move, on the other hand, Zhou Ling spat blood, flew back upside down, and rolled on the ground until the edge of the ring slowly stopped, sweeping up the dust.

"Such a huge difference in strength ......", the elder of the ring looked at Wang Li, whose face was as heavy as water, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Could it be that you have advanced to the middle stage of Qi training?" But this is also too fast, and it hasn't been long since the last competition."

Zhou Ling struggled to get up, spitting blood, his face full of disbelief, but this shock immediately turned into fierceness, "Impossible, you can't have such an improvement in a short period of time, I don't believe it!"

I saw that he took out a purple gold gourd from the storage bag, this gourd was brilliant, purple gas, and it was not an ordinary product at first glance, Zhou Ling viciously took off the purple jade stopper at the mouth of the gourd, and aimed the mouth of the bottle at the young master Wang.

"Goodong" swallowed his saliva, this time the eldest young master Wang was a little scared, he was really afraid that Zhou Ling would shout with a serious face, "I called you, do you dare to respond?"

It's too embarrassing to mess into an episode of Journey to the West, if he really shouts like that, should he pretend to be the walker Sun and shout, "Grandpa is here"?

Fortunately, Zhou Ling did not shout out the lines he was familiar with, but just injected his true qi into the gourd, and suddenly the purple light burst out, and a large amount of flames erupted from the mouth of the gourd, surging like ocean waves.

Wang Li breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, took out the immortal net in the storage bag, and threw it violently.

After the immortal net was released, it was good in the wind, and in a blink of an eye, it became several zhang in size, and shrouded towards the surging fire wave.

The disciples were fascinated by it, they rarely saw such a method once in several years, just like when Wang Li was in the outer gate, he was also envious of this kind of monk's method, who would have thought that he was now standing on the stage and became the object of envy of everyone, and the life experience was really wonderful.

The big net enveloped the entire fire wave, and the fire wave constantly changed the shape of the black net, but it was never able to break through the limit, which made Zhou Ling very unhappy.

I saw that he took a deep breath again, and injected another piece of true qi, the purple light on the gourd was even more dazzling, and the flames that spewed out already had a faint purple and gold color, and the boundless heat scorched the disciples around who were watching the battle and retreated one after another.

"Senior Brother Zhou Ling's magic weapon, what kind of terrifying power"

"I'm afraid it's a third-order magic weapon, Wang Li seems to be going to defeat this time, after all, the cultivation time is still short, and his background is not as good as others."

The conversation of the disciples in the audience came into Zhou Ling's ears, which made him feel proud in his heart, he stepped up his strength again, leaving no trace of the true qi in his whole body, and punched it into the gourd, his face was full of madness, "Wang Li, this is the third-order treasure of my Zhou family, you will definitely lose today."

"Hehe", looking at the purple gold fire waves struggling like fierce beasts in the net, Wang Li suddenly laughed, "Treasures are good treasures, but it's a pity that the strength of the people who use them is too poor"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Li finally let go of the true qi in his body, and the vast true qi firmly locked on Zhou Ling in front of him like a awakened beast.

"Plop plop", the powerful true qi pressed those low-cultivation quenching disciples to the ground, unable to move, and their faces were full of horror.

"In the late stage of Qi training, Senior Brother Wang actually broke through to the late stage of Qi training", a disciple shouted at a sharp voice, and even he didn't notice that his address to Wang Li had changed to Senior Brother Wang.

Strength is always the most direct means to gain respect.

Wang Li looked at the stunned Zhou Ling, smiled, slowly stretched out his right hand, and squeezed it violently, only to see the black light of the Immortal Net, under the blessing of the huge True Qi, it contracted rapidly, and finally pressed the sea of fire into pieces of flames and dissipated in the world.

"Da da da", Wang Li walked towards Zhou Ling step by step, very slowly and calmly.

"What are you going to do, don't come here", Zhou Ling retreated again and again, gritted his teeth and gathered the little true qi he had left, wanting to do a dying struggle.

Wang Li sneered again and again, and his true qi pressed against the former like a mountain, directly crushing Zhou Ling's protective true qi in a rough way, blasting him out of the ring.

"I'm sorry, I won again"