Han Niyi, the best of the first batch of disciples of the Extreme Dao, was promoted to an elite disciple at the same time as Mu Qinglan, and his temperament was perverse, and he was a battle maniac. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In the past few years, he has picked the second generation of disciples of the extreme way, no matter how high the opponent's strength is, he will be like a mad dog, bite and not let go, even Ning Sansi, the first person of the second generation, has a headache when he encounters him.

Huang Ziqian on the martial arts platform naturally didn't know the heroic deeds of Han Niyi, and he was still complacent, thinking that he had picked up a bargain.

"The martial arts fight begins!" Xun Lie gave an order and retreated to the stage. Huang Ziqian raised his long sword, and with a flowing sword, he went straight to the throat of Han Yanyi. In the face of Huang Ziqian's extremely fast sword, Han Niyi's smile was still the same, seeing that the opponent despised him so much, Huang Ziqian couldn't help but be angry, sped up his pace, and killed Han Niyi.

Just as the sword move was approaching, Han Nitrate Clothes suddenly lowered himself, and a sliding step flashed in front of Huang Ziqian, and a heavy palm hit Huang Ziqian's abdomen, Huang Ziqian hurriedly put away his sword and blocked Han Nitrate's heavy palm.

"Hey, hey, hey..."The cold armor monster laughed, his figure flashed, and another heavy palm hit Huang Ziqian's armpit, how could Huang Ziqian let the cold armor succeed, forced him to take a step back, and used the long river sword technique against the enemy.

The Changhe Sword Technique, as its name suggests, under Huang Ziqian's vigorous exertion, the sword light suddenly turned into a nine-day long river and attacked the cold gun.

On the stands, Liu Guangkun looked at Huang Zhe, the head of the Huang family, with a look of surprise: "Master Huang, you are really hiding deep enough, Ziqianxian's nephew's attainments in the swordsmanship of the Long River are not low." ”

"Master Liu, I praised it. Huang Zhe said modestly, but the faint smile on his face betrayed him.

Huang Ziqian is the fourth son of Huang Zhe, but he is only seventeen years old, he has a third-rate high-level cultivation, and he has also practiced the family heirloom Changhe swordsmanship to the realm of practice makes perfect, it can be said that among the younger generation, there are few opponents. can get such a tiger, how can Huang Zhe not be proud.

On the martial arts platform, Huang Ziqian struck with extreme attacks, the cold clothes were full of true qi, his toes touched the ground, and his body rotated rapidly, turning into a tornado hurricane, which actually swept Huang Ziqian's sword qi into the tornado. Han Niyi skillfully resolved Huang Ziqian's "Long River Sword Flow" with a style of "wind and wind scroll".

After resolving the other party's extreme moves, Han Niyi also put away his moves, and the wind dispersed, Han Niyi looked at Huang Ziqian with a smile on his face, and said lightly: "Is there any stronger move? If not, then I will fulfill my promise and beat you into a pig's head." ”

"You, looking for death!" Huang Ziqian was already young and vigorous, how could he endure the provocation of Han Niyi, shouted, raised the sword in his hand, and quickly killed Han Niyi.

In the stands, Huang Zhe's smile was no longer there, and he shook his head: "Ziqian is still too smooth, I hope this failure can make him have a snack." ”

Seeing that Huang Ziqian's heart was already in turmoil, Han Niyi no longer provoked him, flew up, kicked Huang Ziqian's long sword, reflexively and quickly kicked Huang Ziqian's right wrist, Huang Ziqian suddenly felt a sharp pain, the long sword in his hand flew out of the martial arts platform, Han Niyi was unforgiving, a heavy punch hit Huang Ziqian's left face, Huang Ziqian hit Meng with a punch on the spot, and looked at Han Niyi blankly, and then, Han Niyi thundered down dozens of punches like a storm, and the disciples who watched the battle lowered their heads and couldn't bear to look at it anymore。

Han Nitrate Yi seemed to have had enough, and pushed Huang Ziqian off the martial arts platform with one palm. Seeing this, Xun Lie immediately announced: "Winner, Extreme Dao, Cold Armor!"

Han Yanyi grinned at Xun Lie, jumped off the martial arts platform, and returned to his seat.

Huang Ziqian slowly got up, and at this time, everyone realized that his originally handsome appearance was beaten alive by the cold clothes, and he really became a pig's head. Huang Ziqian, with tears in his eyes, silently returned to his father's side.

"Daddy. Huang Ziqian handed over softly.

"Alas... Let's go back and talk, and now focus on the game. Huang Zhe sighed and said lightly.

"Yes. Huang Ziqian lowered his head and sat quietly beside his father.

The next eight matches were all duels between Extreme Dao disciples, and they had fought each other in private, so each one was inseparable, and the winner won by a narrow margin.

After deciding the top 32, Zhou Muyu announced the lottery, and Yan Shaoyou immediately took out a closed box containing 32 balls with numbers written on them, representing the number of 32 people. The contestants stepped forward to draw lots.

After the draw was completed, Zhou Muyu announced the adjournment and asked everyone to leave the martial arts arena, go back to eat, regulate their true qi, and conduct the next round of competition an hour later.

Hearing this, the disciples saluted and retired, and Zhou Muyu also took a group of giants to dine.

After lunch, Zhou Muyu took a group of giants to visit the Extreme Road, chatting a few words along the way. Calculating the time, Zhou Muyu led the group back to the martial arts arena, and just in time, the disciples also rushed to the time.

Zhou Muyu saw that everyone had returned to their seats, and got up and announced: "The second round of the exchange competition starts now!"

Xun Lie, as the referee, immediately stepped forward and announced: "Exchange match, the second round, the first game, please invite the No. 1 player and the No. 32 player to the stage." ”

As soon as the words fell, the two Extreme Dao disciples jumped onto the martial arts platform. "The specific rules are still the same as in the morning, do you still have any questions?" Xun Lie asked the two seriously.

"Elder, the disciple has no doubts. The two spoke at the same time with a tacit understanding.

"Okay, the competition begins!" Xun Lie nodded, and after loudly announcing the start of the competition, he immediately retired from the martial arts platform.

"Senior Brother Zhang, please!"

"Senior Brother Zhao, please!"

The two stepped forward to each other, saluted each other, and then shot at the same time, and the two fought together. These two people are the disciples of the first time that the Extreme Dao opened the mountain and accepted, and the sect that the two entered at the same time was promoted at the same time, and the two knew each other well.

In the end, the disciple surnamed Zhao took a punch from the disciple surnamed Zhang, kicked him off the martial arts platform, and won the first competition with an injury.

The next one was Ning Sansi fighting against the elite disciples of the White Dragon Gate. Don't look at the domineering name of Bailongmen, but it is only a second-rate sect, because it is close to Bailongchuan and occupies a geographical advantage, so it is named Bailongmen.

This competition was not very exciting, and the elite disciples of the White Dragon Sect were only in the middle of the third-rate cultivation, and they were not as strong as Huang Ziqian. Or when Ning Sansi deliberately released the water, he didn't survive twenty moves, and was knocked down by Ning Sansi's punch.

"Winner: Extreme Dao, Ning Sansi!" Xun Lie announced on stage.

"Agreed!" Ning Sansi clasped his fists and saluted.

"Senior Brother Ning is polite, he is inferior in his skills. The White Dragon Sect disciple returned the salute with his fists, returned to his seat, and continued to watch the competition.

Ning Sansi also stepped back from the martial arts arena and waited on the side.

The next few games, most of them were civil wars of Extreme Dao disciples, and since there was not much difference in strength, each one was very intense, making people dizzy, for fear of missing the wonderful moment.

"Exchange match, the second round, the thirteenth, please the thirteenth and twenty players on the stage. Xun Lie announced loudly.

A beautiful shadow was like a nine-day fairy, floating on the martial arts platform, it was Mu Qinglan, and on the other side, a black shadow flashed quickly, falling steadily on the martial arts platform, this person was Gu Yuezhou, the proud disciple of Liu Qing, the head of the Wushan faction.