The arena is actually a small magic circle that has been arranged in advance. The space inside is a hundred feet, which is more than enough for competitive fighting. In addition, the light curtain around the magic circle can withstand various attacks from disciples in the Qi training period. Enter

In the arena, Long Wu said to Xuan Yan: "Junior brother is making his debut on stage, I hope he will show mercy!"

Hearing Long Wu's words of weakness, Xuan Yan showed a proud smile, cleared his throat and said: "Junior brother, I didn't tell you that this is the place where you, a ninth-level disciple in the Qi training period, should come. Senior brother advises you to come early.

Leave so that you won’t be embarrassed.”

"Now that it's here, let's take care of it! I hope my senior brother can give me some advice."

"If you don't know good from evil, then don't blame senior brother." After saying this, Xuan Yan's eyes flashed with a stern look, he raised his hand, and held out a seven-star sword. He muttered something in his mouth, and shot a magic spell at the seven-star sword. Only this sword was seen.

It suddenly swelled to about ten feet, and the whole body glowed with a blue cold light, and slashed towards Long Wu fiercely with the sound of breaking wind.

At this time, Long Wu's mouth had long been filled with pleasant Sanskrit sounds. There was a hint of cunning in his dark eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up. The golden inscriptions in his body were quickly activated, and a light golden color appeared on the dark skin. A dozen golden

Yellow runes were wandering all over the body, with a little golden light. Long Wu shouted loudly, made a fist with one hand, and with an astonishing aura, he struck hard at the falling Seven Star Sword.

"Clang!" A crisp sound of fine iron clashing sounded instantly. Then with a "Whoosh!" sound, the falling Seven-Star Sword was knocked away by Long Wu's fierce attack, spinning and flying dozens of feet away.

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This scene was beyond everyone's expectations. Xuan Yan was even more surprised. His proud mid-level magical weapon was actually knocked away by Long Wu's simple punch! Some of the watching disciples outside the light curtain were even more shocked.

Eyes closed, mouth opened into an O shape...

In a fight between cultivators, a single breath can determine life and death, let alone a momentary loss of concentration. Seeing Xuan Yan in a daze, Long Wu dodged, using his left hand as his palm, and struck Xuan Yan's chest diagonally.

, the right fist hit his face hard. The two pale golden fist shadows were carried by the strong wind, making a loud tearing sound, and struck Xuan Yan away.

Xuan Yan was stunned when he saw Long Wu launching a fierce attack on him. Looking at the fist that was close at hand, he felt a terrifying strong wind sweeping in. In panic, he hurriedly threw out a small shield in an attempt to block it.

Long Wu's attack, however, was a step too late, and his small shield only blocked the oncoming blow.

There was a loud "Bang!". As soon as Long Wu's fierce fist touched the shield, it immediately made a muffled rebound sound. The small shield was shaken violently by a terrifying force carried by the fist.

, spinning and spinning in mid-air as if out of control.

The blow from Long Wu's right hand was blocked, but his left hand did not pause at all, and went straight towards Xuan Yan to strike hard.

Xuan Yan's face suddenly turned blue, and he made a few strange sounds in his throat, then roared angrily, and used his fists to confront Long Wu head-on.

"Crack!" The sound of broken bones could be heard clearly. Xuan Yan's fist, in front of Long Wu's pale golden palm, was like residual snow meeting boiling oil. With one blow, it hung softly on his side. Long Wu

The giant golden hand, enlarged several times, hit Xuan Yan's chest like a broken bamboo.

"Ah!" Xuan Yan, in a mixture of shock and anger, let out a scream with a line of blood, his body drew an arc, and hit the light curtain heavily.

From the time the two entered the arena to the time they fought, it only lasted a minute. However, in this minute, the winner was decided.

There were sounds of air-conditioning all around. Long Wu, who everyone thought was a failure, actually won, and a complete victory!

"No way! How did Xuan Yan lose?"

"How is this possible?"

"What spell did Xuan Yi use? Why isn't he afraid of Senior Brother Xuan Yan's frontal attack with the Seven Star Sword?"

"This kid is simply not human. The Seven-Star Sword slashed his fist, but it didn't even hurt him at all!"

However, while the surroundings were filled with exclamations and discussions, Ling Yunzi, who was sitting in the middle, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and it took him a long time to speak: "The Golden Ming Jue has been completed! I didn't expect that after more than fifty years, there would be someone from the Yuntian Sect.

Can practice the Golden Inscription Technique to the point of small success."

"The two fought against each other and treated their opponents as useless. Xuan Yan's underestimation of the enemy made him the loser. I just didn't expect that Xuan Yi would turn on the enemy at once!" Master Lingxu murmured with an unbelievable look on his face.

After hearing what the two said, Taoist Lingxiang chuckled and said: "In the Qi training period, the ninth level defeated the eleventh level. It seems that this Jin Ming Jue really cannot be underestimated!"

Under the fiery gazes of everyone, Long Wu slowly walked out of the arena. Xuan Kong and Xuan Ming set up Long Wu Dao on the left and right: "Are you human? Why are you not afraid of the frontal attack of the magic weapon?" "Are you?

Not made of meat?”

In response to the two people's extremely shocking inquiries, Long Wu smiled and said: "This victory is really a fluke, a fluke!"

Seeing Long Wu walking out of the arena, Taoist Qing Ran, who was the referee, said, "On the twelfth arena, Xuan Yi wins!" After saying that, with a wave of his hand, two registered disciples hurriedly ran into the arena, knocking him unconscious.

Xuan Yan was lifted out when he woke up.

In the following time, Long Wu eliminated distracting thoughts and concentrated on watching other people's battles in the arena...

Twenty days later, the first round of competitions ended. During these twenty days, Long Wu gained a deeper understanding of the strengths and weaknesses of Yuntian Sect's skills, as well as how to apply magic weapons and spells through battles between strong men.

Know.

"Field No. 5, Xuan Yi vs. Xuan Xuan!" The referee's clear voice echoed in the arena.

Hearing Qingran's voice, Xuankong looked extremely ugly and said with concern: "Xuanyi, I think it's better to admit defeat. This Xuanxuan is the direct disciple of the ancestor of the Ling generation, and his cultivation is even more outstanding.

It is rare to find an opponent among the Xuan generation." Long Wu heard this and smiled calmly. Facing Xuan Kong, Xuan Ming nodded heavily and strode towards the No. 5 arena.

Looking at Long Wu's back, Xuan Kong and Xuan Ming were stunned on the spot. The path of cultivation is to go against the will of heaven, so there is no absolute safety!

Entering the arena, Long Wu saw Xuan Xuan already waiting for him. He was tall and as strong as an ox, just about half a pound to his own.

Seeing Long Wu's arrival, Xuan Xuan's eyes narrowed: "Xuan Yi, let me also experience the power of Jin Ming Jue. I hope you don't disappoint me!" After saying that, without waiting for Long Wu's answer, Xuan Xuan made a big move.

Yang, a golden purple-gold Demon-Conquering Sword suddenly flew out, and as a spell hit the sword, the Demon-Conquering Sword made a buzzing sound, and then split into four, trapping Long Wu in it.

Facing the dragon martial arts at the ninth level during the Qi training stage, Xuanxuan also took a preemptive approach, which obviously failed to be his status as a direct disciple at the 12th level during the Qi training stage!

Seeing this scene, Long Wu didn't dare to be negligent. He hurriedly ran the Golden Inscription Technique, and a light golden color appeared on the surface of his dark skin.

At this time, thousands of golden lights surged out from the Demon-Conquering Sword and turned into countless golden arrows, sweeping towards Long Wu in the field.

Looking at the rain of arrows in the sky, a stern look flashed in Long Wu'er's eyes, and he raised his head fiercely. The pale gold color on his two arms was strong, and dozens of pale golden fist shadows roared out from the Taoist robes, facing each other.

The arrows fired suddenly counterattacked.

Before the arrows rained down from the sky, they were blocked by dozens of pale golden fists in mid-air. The sound of "Dang, Dang, Dang!" was like rain hitting banana trees, resounding in the ears.

The pale golden fist shadow and the golden arrow were intertwined. After dozens of breaths, they both collapsed and disappeared in a flash at the same time.

"Jin Ming Jue is indeed well-deserved!" Xuan Xuan, who originally had a hint of contempt in his eyes, immediately shrank his pupils and said. This result obviously surprised Xuan Xuan! Although his attack just now only used five or six points.

With true strength, if one uses a frontal and forceful approach to resolve an attack, even an ordinary disciple at the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage would find it difficult to accept it without going all out. However, Xuan Yi, who is only at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage, can easily defeat the attack.

He received his own blow easily, and it seemed that those dozens of punches were not using his full strength.

Seeing the subtle changes on Xuan Xuan's face, Long Wu deliberately showed a kind smile and said: "Thank you, senior brother, for showing mercy!"

After listening to Long Wu's words, Xuanxuan was not angry but smiled and said: "Haha, very good! Although it was just a test just now, your strength is really not weak, and it is enough for me to consider you as your opponent."

At the same time, he could be seen making secrets with one hand, obscure spells sounded from his mouth, and his fingertips were constantly changing spells.

The Purple Gold Demon-Conquering Sword suspended above Long Wu's head made a loud sound, and shot out thousands of golden lights from four directions from the southeast, northwest and northwest. In an instant, the golden lights gathered in one place, and a golden lion that looked like a real thing suddenly appeared in front of Long Wu.

Within Wu's sight, with a deafening roar, the golden-haired lion pounced down on Long Wu.

Feeling the majestic and terrifying mana fluctuations from the huge golden lion, Long Wu was sensitive to a danger that penetrated deep into his bones. That feeling made his heart feel faintly cold.

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The smile on Long Wu's face faded, and what emerged was a cold killing intent. He saw Long Wu roar, the light golden mana condensed on his fist, and his body jumped up, violently rushing towards the fierce enemy.

The rushing golden lion.

Seeing that Long Wu refused to dodge, he instead adopted a head-on approach to fight against the golden lion he had transformed into. Xuan Xuan had a playful look on his face and murmured: "Don't overestimate your own capabilities!"

"Bang!" Long Wu's fist hit the lion's body hard. At the same time, the lion's claws also hit Long Wu's shoulder. However, the scene of blood and flesh flying did not appear. The lion's

The sharp claws left only a few shallow scratches on Long Wu's body, and then disappeared.

In the martial arts arena, many figures gathered in front of Arena No. 5, and at this time, their eyes were all fixed on the light curtain covering the arena. "The Golden Inscription Technique practiced by Xuan Yi is really powerful! And the Golden Retriever Lion

Even in a head-to-head confrontation, he didn't fall short." Beside the light curtain, an elite disciple with an eleventh level of cultivation in the Qi training period frowned and looked at the man and beast in the arena who looked like a hand-to-hand fight, and said in a low voice.

"Senior Brother Xuanxuan's Tianyan Technique is so versatile! It's just a basic level and it can transform such a ferocious monster. I want to see how long Xuanyi can last this time!" said a man who was only in the Qi training stage.

The sixth-level disciple said with excitement.
Chapter completed!