The two fought hard, Changsun Yue's sword technique was fierce and fierce, the follower's footwork was flexible, and the figures were intersecting, and it was difficult to decide the winner for a while. After fighting for a few minutes, Changsun Yue's sword technique became more fierce, and his footwork changed, and he took strange steps, hindering his opponent everywhere. Seeing this, the opponent stopped wandering, and his boxing skills were unfolding, opening and closing.

After a while, the two fists and palms intersected, and Changsun Yue was shocked several steps away. The stalker was unforgivable and pressed him step by step. Seeing that Changsun Yue retreated, the stalker attacked with all his strength. Chu Xiang knew that the outcome was decided, so he no longer watched the two fights, and turned to look at the mountain in the distance.

After a few more moves, Changsun is forced to kill him again. The two of them fucked each other head-on. Changsun Yue took a few steps back. When the third time the two punched each other hard, the follower let out a painful hum, his finger bones were broken, and his shoulder blades were broken. Then Changsun Yue pressed to kill him tightly. The follower struggled to resist two moves, and his neck was cut by Changsun Yue.

The body of the great witch is stronger than the body of the demon. The muscles and bones are as strong as iron and the qi and blood are as strong as red. They retreat twice in a row. The other party thought he was sure to win, but he didn't expect that Changsun Yue, a woman, had such a strong body, and she would never blame others if she died.

"It's okay." Chu Xiang came out of the woods, glanced at the dead, and continued to go into the mountains.

Changsun Yue glanced around, grabbed the deceased's feet, threw them to the hillside, and then followed Chu Xiang.

When he arrived at a secluded and deserted place, Changsun Yue used the unique power of praying for heaven to awaken the witch clan's bloodline to communicate with the world. Suddenly, dark clouds gathered above his head and the grass and trees around him bowed their heads.

"It's as you wish." After making the vow, the condensed dark clouds dissipated, and Changsun Yue looked at Chu Xiangdao.

"Are you afraid that I will use you to make such a vow? I will only be my puppet in the future?" Chu Xiang looked up at Changsun Yue and said.

"I can be responsible for my decision." Changsun Yue said solemnly.

"Very good. If you have the awareness of death, things will be easier." Chu Xiangdao, his expression a little weird.

"Release the news. I will be teaching martial arts at Banyueting at 4 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Anyone can come and listen to the lecture." Chu Xiang said.

After a moment of silence, Changsun Yue's expression changed again and said, "You are more ambitious than I thought."

Chu Xiang did not refute that he was not ambitious, but wanted to build momentum and take on the Shanke Alliance as a leader. I don’t know how much trouble there will be next. As long as the general trend is 100% true, the Shanke Alliance will not dare to move to his people any longer. At that time, anyone who wants to do it must weigh the pros and cons clearly. Changsun Yue obviously doesn’t understand.

Chu Xiang said: "From the future, you will be the headmaster of the martial arts hall, and you will be responsible for everything. Remember, you are a spontaneous organization, not my subordinates, and you cannot call me my name. I will only take action when necessary."

Changsun Yue's eyes lit up. She understood what Chu Xiang meant. From now on, she would be the king of the martial arts hall. Chu Xiang was the regent emperor, and she was under her own and above ten thousand people.

"You are a smart person. I don't need to say more about what you should do. Do what you should do." Chu Xiang said.

"Yes." Changsun Yuedao, and his way of saying it to Chu Xiang changed.

Changsun Yue is not bad at all. With the strength of Yijin level and the awakening of the Great Witch, ordinary Yijin masters are not her opponents.

Changsun Yue secretly followed Changsun Yue. After returning to a dilapidated building in the north of the city, he did not come out again. The building was surrounded by women on the bottom floor, and many houses had the most primitive human movement sounds, and many men in the house were abused by women.

Ninety percent of people who have undergone major changes have psychological problems, and Chu Xiang is no exception. Many men vent these problems on women, but women can only bear them silently. This is the sorrow of the weak. They not only have to bear their own pain, but also have to bear the pain imposed on themselves by others.

Ninety percent of the women in Wucheng live in this area and are all engaged in the same industry. This is the current situation of weak women in this world and the only way to survive. There are not many women like Changsun Yue, and even fewer are as lucky as Leng Ruyue.

Sighing, Chu Xiang quietly left. He couldn't change some things. He was not an almighty god. Human power had its limits. It was difficult for a person's power to fight against a trend.

However, some people and some things, knowing that they are difficult, will still do them.

Since the Martial Arts Conference, no one has collected all the information about the martial arts conference, and named it the list of masters of the martial arts conference to print and publish it. Everyone has a copy on the streets and alleys, which is very popular. Everyone is discussing the masters who may win the championship and are studying which game who can qualify and who can win the final victory so that they can bet.

Before the game started, the most popular thing in Wucheng was to place bets. Countless dealers of all sizes opened, from the qualifiers in each game to the final champion, there were handicaps, some bought short-term games, some bought the final champion, and some people also developed some combination betting methods that said they were guaranteed to lose money, all kinds of complicated and complicated.

Chu Xiang bought a list of experts. The original version of this thing was very expensive. Chu Xiang bought a pirated copy. Even if it was a pirated copy, it cost Chu Xiang fifty points to contribute. Compared with the prices in Wucheng, it was already a sky-high price, which was enough for ordinary people to eat simple food for ten or eight days. He only contributed 500 points to be a referee a day, and he could risk his life. If he sold ten pirated copy lists, he could earn 500 points.

The author of this list of experts is very professional, and the information of more than 3,000 advanced masters is very complete. Not to mention the names and photos, they all have their origins in sects. Some of them are even marked with the martial arts and skills, and the approximate combat power level of each person is marked according to the combat power level of the military government. Finally, the names and contact information of all referees are attached.

Chu Xiang took a look and knew that this list must have been created by the military government. The number of people who have promoted more than 3,000 people is separated by 100 arenas, and the information can be sorted out in just half a day. It is still so clear and accurate that no one can do it except the military government.

Chu Xiang was a little confused about the purpose of the military government doing this, whether it was to make money or to increase the unpredictability of the game, or both, or neither, but some ulterior motives.

Gongsun Qi's combat power level is divided into twelve levels, but the highest combat power in the list is not level twelve, but level thirteen, and there are more than one person, as many as four. Chu Xiang's eyes lit up, and he wrote down the names of the four people. He wanted to know what level these four people had, whether they were like this, or a completely different path.

Leng Ruyue’s combat power level is level 8, one of the lowest combat power levels among the more than 3,000 people who have advanced. The three brothers Wang Ming have all advanced, and the combat power levels of the three are level 10, which belongs to the level with the largest number of people who have advanced.

On the way back to the Nanhua Villa, Chu Xiang heard many people talking about his martial arts talk at Banyueting. Unexpectedly, Changsun Yue's movements were so fast, which surprised Chu Xiang.

When he returned to the Nanhua Villa, Chu Xiang immediately went to see the young monk. After all, he occupied other people's places all day and did not meet. He was really embarrassed. And now he brought a crisis to the Nanhua Villa and needed some consultation. The young monk is a very wise man. Although he was a little confused, he saw many things more accurately than Chu Xiang and more thoroughly than Chu Xiang. He could become the abbot of a temple at the age of thirteen and keep the Nanhua Villa standing in two years of troubled times, but instead became more prosperous. How could he be an ordinary person?

The two of them ended with a sentence from the little monk, who said, "Sleep for a night, get up tomorrow and things will be different."

Chu Xiang nodded and no longer thought about those messy things. The little monk was not afraid of causing trouble. He was worried about anything.

As soon as they woke up, when the three of them were having breakfast, Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng told him to teach Leng Ruyue. Shi Wuzheng had no words and nodded in agreement.

After Shi Wuzheng read the list of masters, he pointed out the names of the other four level 13 masters to Gongsun Qi.

"Liu Boyong, a Tianshan swordsman, a young genius, became famous at the age of fifteen. He did not leave the world for the next seventeen years. He did not expect to have reached this level." Shi Wuzheng pointed at one of the thirteen-level masters and said.

"Sun Ying, a master of Xingyiquan, became famous at the age of 25 and has not lost for seven years. She is known as Nine Thousand Wins. She is said to be a descendant of Sun Lutang."

"Chen Qingtang, the descendant of Tai Chi, is also familiar with gossip. He became famous at the age of 36, but he has no record of fighting with anyone. He is 42 years old this year."

"Lu Feng, the master is unknown, and his nickname is like a shadow. I heard that he practiced the Boy's Kung Fu, who is extremely smart, and he can tell the martial arts of each sect at a glance. He is very proficient in all kinds of martial arts. No matter what kind of martial arts, there is almost nothing he can't do. No one knows his strength."

Shi Wuzheng knew everything about his knowledge and revealed the origins of the four thirteen-level masters one by one, many of which were information that was not on the list.

"Liu Boyong and Chen Qingtang are likely to have both broken through this level and are your good opponents." Shi Wuzheng told Gongsun Qi.

"I want to meet them too." Chu Xiang said.

"After you said this, I want to go on stage to verify it and see if I can make a breakthrough." Shi Wuzheng said.

"The Elite Challenge in March is your chance." Chu Xiang said, and he also wanted Shi Wuzheng and Gongsun Qi to break through so that they could better confirm each other.

"Maybe it won't take March." Shi Wuzheng said with some longing.

"Of course it's better." Chu Xiangdao, Shi Wuzheng belongs to the type of accumulation and development, and Wudang's martial arts are steady and steady. He has been in this realm for more than a year without any progress. In the past two days, there are so many experts who can be observed and confirmed by being a referee, and there is a high possibility of breakthrough.

After leaving the gate of Nanhua Villa, walking with Shi Wuzheng, feeling the hot gazes of the women around him, Chu Xiang had to sigh that the women's world was indeed terrifying. Fortunately, there was Gongsun Qi, a fierce guy like a terrifying person, otherwise those women would definitely pounce on him. I guess those women were jealous of Leng Ruyue and could see Shi Wuzheng every day.

In addition to the woman staring at Shi Wuzheng, many people on the road were pointing fingers and talking about Chu Xiang, all about Chu Xiang's upcoming martial arts talk at Banyueting.

Hearing the discussions from others, Gongsun Qi looked at Chu Xiang and frowned and said, "Old Chu, why don't you discuss such a big thing with us?"

"It is because it is a big deal, and I don't know what the consequences will be. I dare not drag you into the water." Chu Xiang shook his head and said.

"Publicly speaking martial arts, since the end of the Republic of China, the only one who dares to do this is Xue Dian. The danger is unpredictable. Lao Chu, you must be mentally prepared." Shi Wuzheng said cautiously.

"Don't worry, I'm responsible." Chu Xiang said.

"This is a big deal, but it has been decided, and the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. Now it is useless to discuss these things. We must prepare for it as soon as possible. When will it start?" Gongsun Qi said in a deep voice.

"Four o'clock in the afternoon." Chu Xiangdao.

"Then we will come back to prepare for the response after the ring." Gongsun Qi said.

Shi Wuzheng nodded.

Chu Xiang didn't understand why Gongsun Qi and Shi Wuzheng were so nervous. Are there any taboos in teaching martial arts?

The four of them arrived at the ring area, and more than 3,000 people stayed in the 50 ring-wide competition area. The scene seemed much sparse, but there were more people outside the competition area than before, and they were crowded with people, afraid that there would be hundreds of thousands of spectators.

Hundreds of thousands of people were crowded together, one by one, and the whole field was filled with buzzing noises, as if there were thousands of mosquitoes in their ears, which was unbearable.

There are two referees in each ring, three drones, six porters, three doctors, and one recorder. There are as many as 600 on-site staff alone, not including other logistics service personnel.

Before the competition began, almost everyone was present. Although there were more than twenty games in each ring and those who were in the back had to wait for a few hours to start, no one was willing to miss the opportunity to watch others fight. This was a good opportunity to confirm their own martial arts and a good opportunity to study others. Peerless martial arts cannot be practiced by one person behind closed doors. At this level, if you want to go to the next level, you must observe, learn from and communicate.

The competition began on time, and the first match of the No. 17 arena is a duel between three marrow refining masters.

Three to one, this is a very cruel rule and an elimination method that is difficult to predict the results. Unless the strongest can fight against two, it is hard to say who can qualify.

The weak two may join forces to defeat the strongest one, and then fight for life and death. It is also possible that the strong two will eliminate the weak one, and then fight for life and death. It is also possible that the three of them will fight together and all of them will be eliminated. Any situation may happen, and no one can predict how the battle situation will develop.

Three marrow refining experts came on stage and stood on one side. No one took action. All three knew that everyone was of the same level. Whoever took action first was the most likely to be eliminated. The one who took action in the end would definitely take advantage.

The three of them looked at each other, and for a moment, one of them said, "How about fighting each other's internal strength?"

"How to spell it?" said another person.

"Let's take action together." said the proposer.

"Okay." The other two nodded.

This is the fairest way. The one who fights for personal cultivation is completely different, without any tricks. The three of them approached, sat down on the horse, slowly stretched out their hands, and a light sound, the six palms touched each other, and each of them attacked the other two at the same time, and also suffered the internal impact of the other two at the same time.

Unexpectedly, the three of them competed in this most dangerous way. The marrow refining masters were strong enough to open the monument and crack the stones and kill people invisibly. If they were not careful, they would die. Thinking that the organization asked to minimize casualties in the competition, Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng looked at each other, and both of them had the same concerns in their eyes and walked onto the ring together.

From the beginning, this kind of dangerous competition was the most dangerous competition. Everyone was waiting for the stage to concentrate and dared not be distracted. For them who were about to play, the result on stage is likely to be their result.

The ring was trembling, and a stream of force seemed to be spreading around, and the force surged, and ten thousand pounds of force were pressing under six feet. The three of them slowly sank and embedded in the hard ring. For a moment, blood was overflowing from the corners of their mouths, and then blood was also overflowing from the corners of their mouths. Suddenly, with a click, the ring made of ice and snow cracked several gaps.

The power of fluctuations is getting stronger and stronger, and the outcome is about to be decided. The blood overflows from the corners of the three of them, and even their noses and ears are bleeding. Many other players from the arena have watched it, and the surroundings are silent, watching the most dangerous competition.

"The situation is not good." Shi Wuzheng said in a deep voice, his face very serious.

The three of them have already died together. There is no winner in this competition, so they must be separated. However, the three of them competed with internal strength and their strength entangled. They must use the same force to separate the three at the same time, and they have to bear the backlash of their strength, which is very risky.

At the intersection of three points, if you want to separate them with the same power, you can only take action by one person. Shi Wuzheng knew that he could not do it. He was at the same level of marrow refining. If he forced the separation of three people, he would definitely be injured in the strength of three people and might not be able to save the three people.

Everyone in the audience was moved when they saw this situation. More and more masters from the arena were watching and nervously paying attention to the results of the competition. It was related to the lives of three marrow refining masters. This was probably the most tense game since the beginning of the martial arts conference. This was just the first game of this round of competition. The subsequent battle situation can be imagined.
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