Sun Wukong's handsome face was as cold as frost, and his sharp eyes looked at the man.

This man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was born with a handsome face and a graceful demeanor. But his face is domineering and superior.

Seeing Sun Wukong looking at him, he held his head even higher, his eyes were also extremely cold, and his face was contemptuous!

He didn't put Sun Wukong in his eyes at all!

Even if Sun Wukong killed He Fatzi at the beginning, and the person he killed with all his strength before falling off the cliff!

He thought in his heart that being opportunistic and winning by luck was not the same thing as fighting head-on!

"I, Pang Yuan, I hope you won't die in the hands of others in advance!"

Pang Yuan's spiritual power was running, and the cultivation of the peak of the late ninefold period was undoubtedly revealed. He looked down at Sun Wukong with his head held high, and his tone was full of extreme confidence.

But the surrounding students have no doubt about this, even Sun Wukong is not bad!

Sun Wukong still didn't pay attention to Pang Yuan's arrogance, just closed his eyes on the sidelines, and tried to face any opponent in the strongest state!

Although he has confidence in himself, he is not so blind that he is empty-eyed!

Pang Yuan snorted coldly, and no longer looked at Sun Wukong.

A Taoist disciple flew up to the middle arena and announced in a loud voice, "The first round of the first contest starts now." I declare the rules of the tournament, and both sides can use weapons. But you may not use the magic weapon. Violators will be disqualified and will never be allowed to enter our Taoist Academy. If the opponent admits defeat, he is not allowed to make another move, otherwise, he can live or die. Those who fall off the battlefield will be defeated! For each group of students, the person who gets the number from one to eight will be the person who will play the first game of the first round. Each person is in a group with neighbors, one and two, three and four. I'll give you a quarter of an hour to prepare!"

Many people who got these numbers looked like they were all warming up at the last moment.

As for the students who didn't make it, they stood still and watched and waited!

Sun Wukong looked at the small piece of wood in his hand, his word count was twenty-eight, that is to say, his opponent was number twenty-seven!

No matter who the opponent is, he will urge him, Sun Wukong's eyes are extremely determined!

"When the time comes, all those who have won the number plates of the 1-8 competition will come to the stage!"

The words of the Taoist disciples fell, and among the four groups, each had eight figures walking out and going straight to the battle platform!

Sun Wukong's eyes froze, and in his group, Pang Yuan was on the stage!

His eyes fell on Pang Yuan without blinking, and the demon forest had never really faced each other in the previous battle. Now it's just right to observe its combat effectiveness!

As for Zhang Fan's other three, they are not on stage at the moment!

Pang Yuan, standing on the first platform, his opponent is a fat man.

I saw that the fat man's cultivation was running, it was the cultivation of the early stage of the Gathering Spirit Realm, and in his hands, he was holding a pair of huge meteor hammers, which looked extremely domineering!

But Sun Wukong could only shake his head secretly, he knew that Pang Yuan's cultivation was the peak of the late stage of the Gathering Spirit Realm.

Facing Pang Yuan, no matter how strong this fat man's combat power is, it is difficult to match, the two of them are not at the same level!

The gap in the realm, unless you meet a demonic person like Sun Wukong, there is no luck!

Pang Yuan looked disdainful, only to see that his spiritual power was running, and he was not even ready to use his weapons.

But his cultivation momentum at the peak of the late ninefold stage of the Gathering Spirit Realm had already made the fat man's face in front of him very ugly, and before he fought, his momentum was already weak!

In his heart, there was not even any fighting intent left!

The peak of the late stage of the Gathering Spirit Ninefold, but, the peak person of every class of students!

There are not many people who cultivate this kind of behavior, but they all have the qualifications to compete for the top ten!

The eyes of many students fell on this platform, among them, if some people want to move forward, they must defeat more powerful people, and they must understand Pang Yuan's combat effectiveness.

The rules of the competition in the Daomen Academy are very cruel, and those who were defeated in the previous knockout round have a chance to challenge at the end!

The people who can challenge are all within fifty.

Five hundred and twenty-four people, eliminated to the last fifty people, what weak hands are there?

All, the first few rounds of elimination, it depends on luck!

But obviously, this fat man is very unlucky!

I saw Pang Yuan staring at the fat man, arrogantly stretching out three fingers, with extreme contempt on his face!

He didn't speak, but his demeanor said it all.

He wants to defeat the fat man in three moves.

Seeing this, the fat man's face was extremely ugly, his fat body trembled slightly, and his eyes were like wanting to breathe fire.

He was enraged by Pang Yuan's humiliating contempt!

Even if he had no chance of defeating, he was, after all, a cultivator in the early stage of the Ninefold Spirit Gathering Realm. At this age, this kind of cultivation is already rare. How can he be regarded as a little genius, how can he stand such contempt and insult!

"Ahh

He kicked his feet on the battlefield with both legs, and his fat body burst out with an astonishing speed that was completely inconsistent with his size, and pounced on Pang Yuan like electricity!

The meteor hammer in his hand burst out with an astonishing force, smashing towards Pang Yuan's head like a meteor!

But Pang Yuan didn't move, just looked at the nearby meteor hammer with contempt.

Seeing this, the fat man was even more ashamed in his heart, and the speed was mentioned out of thin air, and he approached Pang Yuan in an instant.

"Medium!"

A loud shout came out of his mouth, and the meteor hammer also smashed towards Pang Yuan, domineering and fast!

Everyone's eyes are staring, fat, want to make a meritorious service with one blow, and the humiliation in Xue's heart!

This blow made many students who had cultivated in the middle of the Ninth Fold of the Spirit Gathering Realm also feel sorry for them, and after changing them, they definitely chose to avoid it, rather than dare to hit it hard!

In the solemn gaze of everyone, just as the meteor hammer was about to hit Pang Yuan's head, Pang Yuan moved!

I saw him casually raise his hands and face the fat man's two meteor hammers!

'Bang Bang'

With two loud bangs, Pang Yuan was actually hit by the fat man's blow, and his body shook suddenly, and he took a few steps back in a row, his face was pale!

The fat man's full force blow is really not to be underestimated! But he was too conceited, and although such a result did not hurt him, he lost face!

The fact that he was actually repelled by the fat man in the early stage of the Ninefold Dynasty is like being slapped hard by the fat man!

And the fat man, who was also blocked by Pang Yuan, also took a few steps back, and his face flushed!

But he was not afraid, and he took the initiative to chase after him again without retreating, and the meteor hammer in his hand also smashed towards Pang Yuan like a meteor again!

"Extinguish!"

Pang Yuan's face was gloomy, his eyes were as cold as ice, and his whole body erupted with a strong killing intent!

This time, he did not passively accept it, but took the initiative to raise his hand to meet it!

On the palm of his hand, there was an icy aura.

The fat man's pupils froze, and before he got close, he felt cold all over his body, and his movements were also stagnant.

Pang Yuan took the initiative to strike the first blow, using martial arts, ice attribute martial arts.

All the students didn't blink, they wanted to see, how was the combat power of Pang Yuan, who used martial arts?

'Bang'

Pang Yuan's palms slapped at the Meteor Hammer again, and two different forces erupted from the two of them, filling the entire battle platform!

One is strong and domineering, the other is cold as ice, both are extremely strong!

"Get out!"

Pang Yuan's mouth spat out an extremely angry low drink, and the momentum on his body immediately increased.

"Ugh"

The fat man's figure was also shocked because of this, and he fell out a few feet away and landed on the edge of the battle platform, but Pang Yuan did not move at all.

"Poof"

In the fat man's mouth, a stream of blood spurted out, and his face was suddenly as pale as paper!

All the students were shocked, is this Pang Yuan's true strength?

The fat man in the early stage of the ninefold is actually powerless to resist, and the peak of the late ninefold stage is worthy of stepping into the level of the martial arts realm with one foot!

Before the fat man could stand up, Pang Yuan's figure moved again, pounced on the fat man like lightning, his face was full of murderous intent, and in his palms, he condensed the terrifying power!

Pang Yuan, I want to kill the fat man who made him lose face!

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