"Players No. 4 and No. 25 are invited to the stage!" Xun Lie said lightly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's finally me!" Xue Wenzhao smiled indifferently, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, like an eagle falcon, shooting towards the martial arts platform.

At the same time, an elite disciple of the Sword Alliance also jumped up with the "dry land plucking onions" and landed steadily on the martial arts platform.

"Are you two ready?" Xun Lie looked at the two of them expressionlessly.

"Hmm!" both nodded at the same time.

"Okay, the fourth competition, start!" Xun Lie waved his hand, and then retreated from the martial arts platform, quietly watching the performance of his disciple.

"Extreme Dao, Xue Wenzhao, please advise Brother Tai!" Xue Wenzhao said lightly.

"Sword Alliance, Cheng Cheng, please advise!"

"Be careful!" The words fell, and Xue Wenzhao slammed a straight punch into Cheng Cheng's chest.

"Heh!" Seeing Xue Wenzhao's fierce attack, Cheng Cheng let out a low sigh, and the sheathed long sword was across his chest, blocking Xue Wenzhao's fierce straight punch.

"Go!" Xue Wenzhao sighed, his right shoulder suddenly shrugged, and at the same time, the power of his right fist increased exponentially...

"Not good!" Cheng Cheng was suddenly startled, hurriedly put away his sword, and dodged the attack.

"Is it so simple to hide?" Xue Wenzhao smiled faintly, his body was low, and he flashed to Cheng Cheng's side with a sliding step, and a simple straight punch slammed into Cheng Cheng's left shoulder...

"Click!" only heard a crisp sound, Cheng Cheng's left shoulder joint was dislocated on the spot, and his entire left arm could no longer lift half of his strength.

"You have lost your average combat power, admit defeat!" Xue Wenzhao kindly reminded.

"Heh, the hand holding the sword is still there, I may not lose!" Cheng Cheng endured the severe pain and gritted his teeth.

"Heh, come on, draw your sword!" Xue Wenzhao said lightly.

"You, be careful!" Cheng Cheng shouted angrily and suddenly pulled out his sword. The sword was unsheathed, and Cheng Cheng's momentum changed suddenly, fierce, and killing, which was daunting!

In the stands, Zhou Muyu's eyes flashed, and he smiled and whispered: "Congratulations to the master of the Guo League!"

Guo Yiling naturally knew the meaning of Zhou Muyu's words, and smiled modestly: "The experience is still shallow, and it is not as good as the disciples of Sect Master Zhou." ”

"The experience is really shallow, but after today, it should be back to growth!" Zhou Muyu said.

"Hopefully!" Guo Yiling nodded.

"Sword sweeps a thousand autumns!" With a low sound, the sword in Cheng Cheng's palm swung violently, and a sword qi burst out of the air, with unparalleled might, and slammed towards Xue Wenzhao.

"Not bad!" Xue Wenzhao praised lightly, and then squatted half-squatting, holding his fists in a breath. "Overlord Kaishan!" A decent straight fist suddenly blasted out, the surrounding air shook suddenly, and Cheng Cheng's sword move broke in response!

"It's so strong!" the disciples in the stands sighed silently.

"Is this 'Ba Fist'?" asked an Extreme Outer Sect disciple

"It's 'Baquan'! It must be 'Baquan'!" the person next to him replied excitedly.

"Is it really 'Ba Fist'? But why do I keep hitting a stake?" the disciple asked again.

"What realm are you capable of comparing with Senior Brother Xue?" the man explained again.

"Uh... That's what I said, hehe, it seems that I didn't choose the wrong "Ba Boxing"!" the disciple said proudly.

"Cut, I don't believe it, you can practice "Ba Boxing" to the realm of Senior Brother Xue!"

"How do you know if you don't try it?"

"Well, I'll wait and see!"

"Okay! I'm sure you won't have to wait long!"

On the martial arts platform, Xue Wenzhao withdrew his fist and quietly looked at Cheng Cheng, who was sweating profusely, "Admit defeat, otherwise, your hand..."

"Try one more move, the last move, I want to know, how big the gap is between us, and please Brother Xue to fulfill it!" Cheng Cheng endured the pain and pleaded.

"Okay, just one move!" Xue Wenzhao nodded, "Let's make a move!"

"Well, Brother Xue, be careful! Sword Dance Qianqiu Cold!" The words fell, Cheng Chang's sword sword light was great, and the cold and piercing sword qi gushed out, turning into flowers of ice and snow blooming, and the sword qi entrained with sharp ice flowers poured down, and suddenly rolled towards Xue Wenzhao.

"Sword Dance Thousand Autumn Cold!Sword Alliance Town Sect is peerless, this young man can master such a superb move at such an age, and his future future is immeasurable!"

"Alas, I'm anxious, but it's okay, I hope you can grow up after today, and the mantle of all junior disciples will depend on you to inherit it!" Guo Yiling looked at the stubborn young man on the martial arts platform and said silently.

"Sword Dance Qianqiu Han!Good name, good trick, then Xue will use this trick to pay tribute to you!" Xue Wenzhao smiled, crossed his hands on his chest, and suddenly urged the extreme yang true qi of "Yang Scroll", "Yang Scroll, the first style, the sun is rising!"

With a deep sound, the Extreme Yang True Qi suddenly erupted, and at the same time, Xue Wenzhao's body was surrounded by golden flames, his fists were clenched, and he blasted out with all his might, and a round of blazing sun suddenly appeared in the world, facing the pouring down ice wind sword stream.

"Explosion!" Xue Wenzhao let out a deep sigh, squeezed his hands violently, and then heard a cracking sound, and the scorching sun exploded, turning into a flowing fire in the sky, scattering the ice flowers that bloomed in the air...

"I lost!" Cheng Cheng stood with his sword on his sword and said with a wry smile.

"Promise! There is a chance, and we will compete again!" Xue Wenzhao's pale face showed a hint of a smile.

"Hmm!" Cheng Cheng nodded, then turned around and was about to jump off the martial arts platform.

"Wait!" Xue Wenzhao suddenly stopped him.

"Brother Xue, what else is wrong with you?" Cheng Cheng turned around and looked at Xue Wenzhao suspiciously.

"Your hand, I'll pick it up for you!" Xue Wenzhao said with a straight face.

Cheng Cheng looked at Xue Wenzhao, then at his left shoulder, then nodded, and said with a smile: "Okay, there is Brother Lao Xue!"

"Where!" Xue Wenzhao responded, then stepped forward and moved to restore Cheng Cheng's dislocated left shoulder. Cheng Cheng moved his left shoulder, smiled faintly at Xue Wenzhao, and then simply adjusted down the martial arts platform.

"Sword Alliance Cheng Cheng admits defeat, winner, Extreme Dao Sect, Xue Wenzhao!" Xun Lie came to the stage to announce the result.

"Senior Brother Xue, congratulations!" Under the leadership of the heroic female disciple, the extreme disciples in the audience happily congratulated Xue Wenzhao.

Xue Wenzhao felt a headache, hurriedly said goodbye to Xun Lie, jumped off the martial arts platform, and hurriedly left the martial arts arena...

"Next, please invite the No. 5 player and the No. 24 player to the stage!" Xun Lie continued to announce.

As soon as the words fell, two figures jumped onto the stage, among which the fifth contestant was a warrior monk from the Fulong Zen Academy, and the twenty-fourth was a true disciple from the popular sect.

The competition between the two was not as dazzling as before, you punched, I kicked it, which made the disciples watching the battle very unhappy. After a fierce battle of "inseparable", the warrior monks of Fulong Monastery defeated their opponents with solid basic skills and successfully advanced!