In the blink of an eye, the tenth competition began.

This competition was conducted at the same time by ten groups of competition platforms, and many sect disciples began to hesitate, some wanted to watch the first group of Senior Brother Li Hu's competition, and some wanted to watch the first group of Senior Brother Cheng Lei's competition, because it was difficult to give up, so there was a tangled shout on the Shenwu platform.

However, when he saw the competition platform of the ninth group, even the sect masters of the four major sects in Hanzhou wanted to scold the street, only to see that there were many people there, and it had almost reached the point of crowding.

"It seems that the competition of the ninth group has attracted the most attention!" Sun Yu, the palace master of the Shadowless Palace, said lightly with a pair of cold eyes.

"See, this is my brother in the Iron Stable! Chen Shenming...... Haha, I don't think anyone would dare to say that he is a waste material brother!" "On the elder seat of the Double Sword Sect, Ximen Wushuang was extremely excited, Chen Shenming was like a bamboo, and successfully entered the tenth competition, as long as he went further today, he was the ranked brother of the inner gate of the Double Sword Sect.

The lowest is also tenth!

"Chen Yuanyuan, you must not lose!" beside Ximen Wushuang, Xu Liu, who was dressed in green clothes, had a heavy face and thought viciously in his heart.

Under the ninth group of competition platforms, because Feng Erdao was going to the tenth group to fight Lin Zhou again, only Ling Yun came with Chen Shenming.

"Big brother will definitely win!"

Ling Yun looked at Chen Shenming's back and said with great firmness in his heart.

"I can finally fight you!"

As soon as Chen Shenming stepped onto the platform, Chen Yuanyuan on the opposite side said lightly: "Your strength is not bad, you are qualified to fight with me!"

"You're not weak either!"

Chen Shenming's voice was very soft, when he said this, the audience was suddenly dumbfounded, Chen Shenming dared to say such a big thing, Senior Sister Chen Yuanyuan's strength is just not weak? No matter how powerful you Chen Shenming is, no matter how much you don't use the soul of the soldiers, you can't be so arrogant, right?

Who is Senior Sister Chen Yuanyuan? Can she be compared to the previous inner disciples?

"Hehe, it's not good to be arrogant! Today, you will definitely lose in my hands!" Although Chen Yuanyuan recognized Chen Shenming's true strength, she also believed in herself very much, Chen Shenming's palm technique was sharp, and he may have also cultivated a relatively powerful body refining method, but in terms of speed method, Chen Yuanyuan was quite confident, and Chen Shenming could not defeat himself at all.

As soon as his figure flashed, Chen Shenming saw a flash of golden light, and in the next second, Chen Yuanyuan's figure had already lost its trace, as if it had blended into the wind, and it was also like a feather, floating and flying.

Chen Shenming's voice did not move, his eyes were slightly condensed together, "Whew!" With his right hand, he slammed his palm to the right, and "Peng!" waved out his palm, and suddenly made a dull sound, like muffled thunder.

I saw the palm of Chen Shenming's right hand collide strongly with the punch of Chen Yuanyuan's right hand that suddenly appeared.

"The reaction is very fast!" Chen Yuanyuan didn't succeed in a move, a cold glint flashed in her eyes, and she lightly praised Chen Shenming, but Chen Shenming's reaction was beyond her imagination.

"But it's more than that!"

The figure disappeared again, leaving only Chen Yuanyuan's words on the platform.

"Whew!"

On the platform, there was no tall figure of Chen Yuanyuan at all, only a slight sound of breaking the wind.

But no matter how Chen Yuanyuan quickly used the speed method, Chen Shenming was defending and attacking, and in the next time, Chen Yuanyuan relied on the advantages of the speed method to carry out more intense skills on Chen Shenming.

Among them, there is the excitement of the mandarin duck knife of the soldier's soul, and at the same time, there is also the strength of the fist, and the fingers are ......

But Chen Yuanyuan herself has never shown her figure.

In the face of Chen Yuanyuan's endless attack methods, Chen Shenming defused them one by one, and after a while, Chen Shenming finally ran out of patience and said lightly: "Do you have to play the speed method? Then I really haven't been afraid of anyone!" While speaking, Chen Shenming's figure suddenly disappeared from the competition platform.

"Bell!" With a bang, just where Chen Shenming's figure had just disappeared, a mandarin duck knife with orange light flashed into the air, plunging heavily into the boulder, breaking a deep crack.

"What! Chen Shenming's little man still has such a quick body!"

On the elder's seat, Zhao Long's eyes were about to pop out, and he was very surprised to see that there was no one on the competition platform at all.

Chen Shenming's endless methods made him feel that he still underestimated this young man.

"Him!"

And Xu Liu, who was on the side, after seeing this scene, had a face exactly the same as a pig's liver, with iron and iron blue.

"There is still this hand!" In front of the Shenwutai Hall, whether it was Chi Ming, the master of the Golden Light Gate, Sun Yu, the palace master of the Shadowless Palace, or the abbot of the Earth Tiger Temple, the killing intent in his eyes became even colder after seeing this scene on the ninth group of competition platforms.

Only the Twin Swords Sect Sect Master Yi Dai was shocked.

"Bell!"

"Bump!"

"Phew!"

On the competition platform of the ninth group, nothing can be seen, only the strong collision of fist strength and palm power, as well as the stone chips that are shaken by the finger force breaking through the boulder, and the scene of the mandarin duck knife of the soldier's soul being messy and excited.

The competition between Chen Shenming and Chen Yuanyuan, because the speed of the two is faster, so the platform looks very weird, and only the brother with high skill can see a trace of phantom.

"Damn, fucking fake! Senior Brother Chen Shenming's nine-thallathlon? The palm technique is fierce, and the flesh is strong, and now even the speed method is so perverted, and he still doesn't let him pull it alive!"

"Senior Sister Chen Yuanyuan shouldn't have moved her real character yet, right?"

Chen Yuanyuan had no way to hear the discussion of the sect disciples in the audience, because at this time, she already had a feeling of helplessness, because Chen Shenming brought her a deep shock.

Among the inner disciples of the Double Sword Sect, even Senior Brother Li Hu, who ranked first in the inner sect, could not beat her in the speed method, and now, Chen Shenming actually surpassed her in the speed method.

"Mandarin ducks playing in the water!"

The mandarin duck knife in Chen Yuanyuan's hand volleyed out of the air, and in the void, the sword light was like a wave of water, and the knife came out sharply, bringing a slight sound of flowing water, endlessly.

"Whoa......

Chen Shenming's figure was shattered by this volley in an instant, but that figure was only an afterimage left by Chen Shenming.

"That's how you do it!"

Suddenly, Chen Shenming's voice appeared behind Chen Yuanyuan, sounding very close, but when she swung out a knife and turned around at the same time, she found that Chen Shenming's figure was already far away.

Chen Shenming's words made Chen Yuanyuan grit her teeth angrily, annoyed and angry, and her body suddenly moved, like a flying feather, and flew up lightly, "Brush, brush!" Chen Yuanyuan's body turned faster and faster, and in one breath, he rushed out a mandarin duck knife of the orange sè sixth-class soldier soul in all directions, and the stone chips that hit the boulder platform flew wildly, and they were swirled into mist.