After Gao Qingyi left, the referee said loudly: "In the first game, Ling Jun of the Blood Knife Fort will come to fight against Yan Weifeng of the same door. When the audience saw the start of the game, they applauded and applauded. Yan Weifeng got out of the tent with a hard head, walked up the steps with Ling Junlai, and came to the middle of the martial arts arena. Everyone in Bloody Knife Castle knows that this is a game without suspense.

The two bowed and the referee called the game to begin. Ling Junlai smiled and said, "Attack me with all your might, let me see your progress." Yan Weifeng respected Ling Junlai like a god, bowed down again, and thought that the castle lord intended to let me show my martial arts, otherwise there would be a chance to make a move, so he said: "My subordinates are ugly." "Shake the water dragon sword in his hand, the sword is out of the sheath, and the wind and breeze sword are out of the wind, and the nine sword flowers dance out of the sword flower cover to Ling Jun, and Ling Jun came and said: "Okay." As soon as he moved his feet, his body floated away like the wind. Yan Weifeng did his best, without reservation, the sword wind was as fast as thunder. His water dragon sword is one of the seven famous swords, and there is a blue water-like light flowing on the blade, and the dance will be very good-looking, only to see the blue light, like a sky full of stars. The audience applauded, thinking that Yan Weifeng had the upper hand. Yan Weifeng was also performing in front of so many people for the first time, his heart was excited, his fighting spirit was high, he attacked dozens of swords in a row, but he didn't even touch the corners of Ling Junlai's clothes, Yan Weifeng knew that this was an inevitable result, he was not discouraged, he shook his sword, took a step back, and the water dragon sword came out of his hand and stabbed out like a meteor. The sword is equivalent to a poisonous snake to seven inches, so desperate can be said to have given up the game, Ling Junlai smiled slightly, and was about to reach out to catch the sword, who knew that suddenly the sword volley changed direction, and slammed downward, changing the stab to Ling Junlai's waist, his hand flying sword stunt learned from Gu Yao's 'butterfly fan', can change the route of the flying sword in mid-air, the first time I met I was afraid of a big loss, but unfortunately the opponent was Ling Junlai, who was about to hit the lower abdomen, he clamped his two fingers like lightning, and the water dragon sword was difficult to advance half an inch, and he took the sword in his hand and looked at it for a while, and said: " Legend has it that two hundred years ago, a Taoist priest surrendered a water dragon and collected it in this sword, the sword body is like water, blue and frost, worthy of the world's famous sword. After speaking, he threw the sword back to Yan Weifeng. Yan Weifeng took the water dragon sword, bowed deeply to Ling Junlai, and said, "Thank you for the mercy of the castle master's subordinates, his subordinates admit defeat." The magistrate then declared Ling Junlai the winner. Some viewers were quite puzzled, it was obvious that Yan Weifeng had the upper hand just now, but why he suddenly admitted defeat, and they all felt very unpleasant.

The second match was played by Li Xiuzhi against Duan Changxiao. As the head of Emei, Li Xiuzhi has a great reputation, and as soon as he signed up, he attracted countless cheers. Duan Changxiao, as a nobleman in Dali, has won the true legend of a yang finger, and is also one of the best masters in the younger generation of the Duan family, he is twenty-seven or eighteen years old, thin, elegant, courteous, dressed as a scholar, and Li Xiuzhi met the courtesy, and fought on the spot.

Each palm of the Lingyin palm has the sound of 'bell bell bell' breaking the wind, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, which is very good, and the palm method is also named. The pure yang finger wind of the first yang finger also made a 'snort' sound, and the two forces collided like a drum, and the fierce battle was forty rounds without a win. The heroes were all impressed by Duan Changxiao, knowing that it was rare for him to be able to fight Li Xiuzhi undefeated in twenty moves at such an age. But after reaching the fifty times, Duan Changxiao's strength was weak, and he gradually felt exhausted, and the wind of the Yiyang Finger was getting weaker and weaker, so he could only use his body to maintain his undefeated. Li Xiuzhi was still as calm as a mountain, he was at ease, and he didn't seem to have done his best, and after a while, Chang Xiao really couldn't support it, jumped back, signaled Li Xiu to stop his hand, and panted and said: "It's not as good as people in the next skill, and I have learned it." Li Xiuzhi also arched his hand and said, "Accept." ”

After the two got off the field, the third game was played by Liu Shaoqing against Tie Ying. Although Tie Ying's injuries improved slightly, his face was still pale and he was in a cold sweat, and everyone was very worried and persuaded him to abstain. Tie Ying shook his head and said: "I still have the strength to fight, and I will never admit defeat, let alone lose my father's face." With that, he got up, straightened his clothes, and strode onto the competition platform.

Liu Shaoqing is already waiting, he has always been that condescending posture, his cold and arrogant temperament is by no means pretentious, it is the swordsman temperament cultivated since childhood, and the confidence that comes out of his bones. He glanced at Tie Ying lightly, and said calmly: "You are not my opponent, not to mention that you are injured, and my interrogation sword does not bully the weak, go back." "It turns out that his black jade saber is also one of the seven famous swords, called 'intercession'. Tie Ying stared at him and said, "You say I'm a weakling?" Liu Shaoqing bowed his head and said, "Compared to me, you are a weakling." Although his words were wild, his tone was calm, as if he were stating a fact. Tie Ying smiled a little fiercely and said, "Then bother to point out to me, a weak man." Saying that he pounced like a leopard, with a monk's iron palm, his left palm shook his face door, covering his sight, and his right palm slammed his chest, there are many changes after this move, no matter how the other party dodges, he can deal with it, he knows that it is difficult to fight for a long time when he is injured, and he must take the lead and fight quickly, thinking that Liu Shaoqing is the same age as himself, and he has been practicing martial arts since childhood, so why be afraid.

Tie Ying has been studying martial arts diligently since he was a child, thinking that as long as he sweats more than others, he can be more capable than others, which is also Tie Han's teaching. Since Liu Shaoqing was eighteen years old, the time to learn the sword has been longer than the practice of the sword, and he pays more attention to spiritual training, and his talent is far better than ordinary people, which is beyond the reach of Tie Ying.

Tie Ying's right palm just hit but disappeared Liu Shaoqing's trace, the strong wind behind him was stunned, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, something smashed on his back, he fell to the ground in front of him, his back was painful, and he turned his face to look at him, and saw Liu Shaoqing looking at him lightly, all he used just now was the scabbard. Tie Ying jumped up, pounced on the other party regardless of the pain, and attacked up and down with both palms, trying to fight with Liu Shaoqing. Liu Shaoqing dodged slightly, and at the same time shot like lightning, hitting his heel with the scabbard, knocking him over again, his back hurt even more, and it was difficult to get up for a while. Liu Shaoqing said lightly: "You are defeated, let's end it." Seeing that the other party neither drew his sword nor hurt himself, Tie Ying thought that he intended to tease, he was very stubborn, and he jumped up in pain, waving his palm and rushing straight at Liu Shaoqing. Liu Shaoqing snorted coldly and said, "The courage of the horseman." Sideways avoidance, with the scabbard on his left ribs, Tie Ying stepped forward and kicked his wrist, Liu Shaoqing's stab was a false move, the scabbard hit him three times in a row, this time he added internal force, Tie Ying sweated in pain, his hands supported the ground, and he fell down several times when he wanted to get up. The Blood Knife Castle group is anxious, you must know that the backbone is extremely important to the martial arts, if you fall into the wounds, you are afraid that the martial arts will end, and they all hope that the iron eagle will admit defeat. But Tie Ying just refused to bow his head, and stood up again, he made up his mind in his heart that even if he was killed, he would never admit defeat. Liu Shaoqing glanced at him coldly, saw that his eyes were resolute, his fighting spirit was tenacious, and he showed disdain, thinking that there was no difference between such nonsense and scoundrels in the market, and said impatiently: "Do you really think that I won't kill people." Iron Eagle gritted his teeth and said, "Come and kill." Liu Shaoqing's eyes were murderous, he stopped talking, held the hilt of the sword, and prepared to draw the sword. Iron Eagle barely even stood up, unable to dodge at all. Ling Junlai thought that he must not let Tie Ying have three long and two short, even if he was banned, he would save Tie Ying, and was about to use light skills to jump on the competition platform, when he suddenly heard a crisp and bright voice say: "Liu Gongzi's subordinates are merciful, don't hurt his life." ”