Looking at the fist getting closer and closer, Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He squatted slightly, his toes lightly, and his whole person ejected away like an arrow from the string. The long sword in his hand swung quickly, bringing up countless sword energy.

This is the Fierce Wind Sword Technique that Pei Gan taught him. When he waved the long sword in his hand, he blocked all the fist shadows that came to him.

Seeing his first move, Xiao Chen easily cracked it, Zheng Xun frowned fiercely.

Unexpectedly, in the first game, I met a strong enemy.

No, he has been preparing for so many years just to enter the inner door before he was twenty-five. This year is the last chance.

Once he is over twenty-five years old and has not won the victory in the competition and enters the inner sect, even if he has a higher cultivation level in the future, he can only be a manager in the outer sect. If there is no special opportunity, there will be no possibility of entering the inner sect again in this life.

How could Zheng Xun be content with this?

Zheng Xun gritted his teeth, his eyes became extremely fierce, and he shouted loudly, and his aura grew, becoming like a ferocious tiger, whistling like Xiao Chen.

As long as you get close to him and fight him closely, Xiao Chen's long sword will be useless.

This is Zheng Xun's purpose. He only wanted to stick to Xiao Chen and ignored the scars on his body that were scratched by Xiao Chen's long sword.

Zheng Xun's purpose is not only for Xiao Chen to see it clearly at a glance, but also for the disciples in the competition stage to see through it at a glance.

Those outer disciples who supported Zheng Xun couldn't help but feel happy and began to be happy for Zheng Xun.

"This time, Senior Brother Zheng will definitely be able to enter the inner door."

"Yes, he has been working hard for eight years. Since he entered the Dongchen Sect, he participated in the competition every year, just to enter the inner sect. After so many years, Senior Brother Zheng has got what he wants."

"So what if Xiao Chen is a personal disciple? Once Senior Brother Zheng's fist is close, he will undoubtedly lose with a small fragile skin!"

"I haven't heard of Xiao Chen's name before. It must be a new disciple who just entered the door last year. I probably haven't figured out the skills in my hands."

Because of the special competition method of Dongchen Sect, every outer disciple has the opportunity to enter the inner sect, and the inner disciple has the possibility of falling out of the outer sect.

Every disciple has the opportunity to upgrade, so the class conflict between those inner and outer disciples is not very large. The disciples of Dongchen Sect admire the other party's force, not the identity of the other party's personal disciple.

Therefore, the disciples off the field value Zhao Xun more, hoping that he would win this game, and then become the champion step by step, transforming from an outer disciple to an inner disciple, becoming their pride.

Xiao Chen didn't know the thoughts of the disciples off the court, but even if he knew, he would admire their nature and thoughts, but he would never give up the victory in this game.

They have their desires, and he has his persistence.

Seeing Zheng Xun's boxing technique coming in a fierce manner, the momentum of each punch shook his long sword. The opponent got closer and closer, but the long sword in his hand became more and more difficult. Finally, Xiao Chen simply put away the long sword.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Xu on the field widened his eyes, and the disciples off the field couldn't help but take a breath, thinking, could this Xiao Chen be stupid?

He held the weapons and had no ability to resist Zheng Xun's fist. Now he put away his sword, his hands were unarmed. Isn't this waiting to die?

Originally, Zheng Xun thought so, until the two fists collided with each other and made a crisp sound, the sand and soil around the ring were shaken away. Under the impact of the violent force, the guardrails on the competition were shattered.

"Fist, fist?"

"Didn't Xiao Chen use a sword? He is only aged so old, why is he so qualified and knows sword skills, but he can even know boxing!"

"Not only that, you see, his fist can completely block Senior Brother Zheng's fist, which shows that his strength is not inferior to Senior Brother Zheng at all..."

"Hiss... This Xiao Chen is so powerful!"

Zheng Xun widened his eyes in surprise, full of disbelief: "You, do you actually know how to box?"

Moreover, this is not only a boxing technique, but also a body refining technique.

After all, when practicing boxing and fighting melee, it depends on the strength of the body, and it is necessary to train the strength of the body.

"Learn a little by chance."

Xiao Chen's mouth raised slightly, with light in his eyes. He clenched his fists and muttered something in his mouth, using a boxing technique that was completely different from Zheng Xun.

The two of them collided with each other, igniting one force after another, forming a circle of qi waves between them, dissipating around them, and the hard stones on the martial arts platform suddenly cracked and turned into shatter.

The dust was flying, blocking the view, and I couldn't see clearly what was happening on the field. I saw the two people who were constantly moving, and there were harsh sounds in my ears, which attracted the attention of the people in the field.

They were extremely eager to know what was going on in this competition.

In the end, even the sound disappeared. When the flying dust gradually fell, the outer disciples on the field immediately began to cheer when they looked at Zheng Xun, who was the first to show his body.

"It's Senior Brother Zheng!"

"Senior Brother Zheng is still standing. Did Senior Brother Zheng win?"

"It must be Senior Brother Zheng, after all, he is much older than Senior Brother Xiao..."

Before the words were finished, the disciples on the field saw a bright red blood streaming slowly from the corner of Zheng Xun's mouth.

He looked at the dusty sky with a broken face until a straight figure appeared inside.

Zheng Xun reached out and wiped the corner of his mouth rudely, wiped the blood off it, and he looked at Xiao Chen and said.

'"I, Zheng Xun, lost with confidence."

"Thank you for your advice from senior brother."

Xiao Chen bowed to Zheng Xun gracefully, and Zheng Xun also reached out to salute, and finally jumped out of the competition venue in a casual manner.

The referee on the competition court immediately announced: "In this game, Dongnanshan Xiao Chen won."

"Senior Brother Zheng, what's going on? Are you going to lose to Senior Brother Xiao so much?"

"If you lose, you lose. It's not that I can't afford to lose." Zheng Xun said in a rough voice.

"But Senior Brother Zheng, this inner sect..."

Zheng Xun knew what the other party wanted to say, so he patted his chest, coughed and said, "The inner door is like this again? I am used to living in the outer door. If I suddenly enter this inner door, I will not be used to it."

"No need to worry now. I can live in this outer door all the time. You just wait for me, Manager Zheng, to take office..."

Standing on the competition arena, Xiao Chen looked at Zheng Xun who was leaving and the sound floating in his mouth. His pale lips couldn't help but pull them.

"This Zhao

Zheng Xun, he is optimistic..."

"Xiao Chen, you are injured."

Zhongli, who was in the secret realm of space, said anxiously.
Chapter completed!