The referee on the side heard Long Wu mention him and understood that this was because he did not stop Lei Yong in time and was reminding him that he could not help but look up to Long Wu a little bit.

Then the referee said angrily: "Lei Yong, don't make mistakes. This game is over. The opponent you draw... I see, it should be Song Hong." After looking at the roster, the referee said again: "In the second game, Lei Yong vs. Song Hong."

Although Lei Yong felt unhappy, he had to swallow it when he saw the referee getting angry. His face turned red and white, and he hummed in his mouth: "Well...this...this..."

Then Lei Yong's eyes turned and he shouted loudly: "Song Hong, Song Hong, why are you a turtle shrunk, why haven't you played on the stage yet? Are you afraid?"

As soon as Song Hong came on stage, he did not take action immediately. He had a trace of relentlessness on his lips. Looking at Lei Yong in front of him, he said without hesitation: "I have wanted to compete with you for a long time. Look at your first person in the Foundation Establishment Stage!"

Lei Yong was defeated just now, and now he was just going to be angry. He didn't answer. He turned his hand and a shiny black machete appeared in his hand. He clasped his hands tightly. From top to bottom, a black ray of light brought a long light tail in the air and slashed towards Song Hong head-on.

At this moment, Song Hong took out a blue flying sword without hesitation. As soon as the blue flying sword appeared, it rose to a size of one meter in the wind, it faced the falling black light, "clang", and the sound of the intersecting iron came out.

When Song Hong saw that the two magic weapons were equal, it was difficult to decide the winner for a while. After a few flashes, he came to Lei Yong. A water ball the size of a bowl in his palm rushed towards Lei Yong...

After more than a dozen breaths, Lei Yong and Song Hong had fought for more than a dozen rounds. After repeated violent collisions, the two appeared and stood on the athletic stage.

At this moment, Lei Yong made a gesture in his hand, pointed at the machete in the air, and shouted "Go", and saw the shiny black machete, which immediately turned out two identical machetes, and two afterimages passed through the air and chopped towards Song Hong.

Seeing the two machetes slashing at him, Song Hong was not panicked and used a blue shield to levitate in front of him. The shield turned into a size of one foot in front of Song Hong, completely blocking Song Hong behind him.

At this time, the shiny black machete had already cut onto the blue shield. The shield just shook slightly, and after a rippling circle, it actually took on this round of attacks.

Seeing that his machete didn't work, Lei Yong looked surprised on his face. It seemed that Song Hong's shield was a top-level magic weapon, and why wasn't his?

Lei Yong kept pinching the magic tricks in his hand. After the machete in the air rotated, the black light shone brightly. When he cut towards the blue shield, it was even more intense than before.

The roar sounded throughout the competitive arena. The mana power in Song Hong's body was constantly instilled into the blue shield in front of him, and he received two consecutive waves of attacks, and fine beads of sweat were already flowing down his forehead.

At this moment, Lei Yong took out two talismans from the storage bracelet and sprinkled them into the air. He immediately transformed into two golden flying swords, making them shine with golden light, making people unable to look directly. Then one of the flying swords that transformed into pieces slashed towards Song Hong with a harsh sound of breaking through the air.

This time, Song Hong hurriedly mobilized his magic power in his body and chanted the spell. A water-attributed body light shield appeared. A loud bang was heard in the earlobe. The body light shield was broken, and Song Hong was shocked and retreated more than three meters away, rubbing two trenches more than one foot deep on the athletic platform.

Before Song Hong could stand firm, he saw the machetes and golden swords in the sky slashing on the blue flying sword together. Song Hong's eyes flashed with strange colors. Unexpectedly, Lei Yong, a kid, deserved to be a talisman, and the talisman in his hand was of a high level.

It seems that I can't fight hard. If this continues, my blue flying sword will be damaged.

Then Song Hong took back his blue flying sword, snatched the ground on his toes, and then he arrived at another place in the competitive arena.

At this time, Lei Yong hung in the air and laughed proudly, "I have collected the magic weapon, do you want to admit defeat?"

Song Hong's eyes flashed with a strange look and said, "Absent you? Don't dream. I heard that the younger sister opposite you have a special liking, but she fell in love with someone else."

Lei Yan said furiously: "You fart, she likes others, why don't I know?"

"Can you know? Do you think others are as stupid as you?"

Song Hong completely angered Lei Yong. Lei Yong sacrificed another talisman and immediately split into a red short sword and slashed Song Hong, but the magic power contained on it was obviously weaker than the previous illusioned golden sword.

The talismans sacrificed by Lei Yong fell sharply, and it must be because of the end of his skills. Song Hong thought this way, and a hint of joy flashed across his face.

The short sword above half a foot was less than ten feet away from Song Hong's body and suddenly stopped falling. Seeing this scene, Lei Yong's face froze. Why was it still fierce just now that the elusive short sword could not slash at Song Hong?

Lei Yong suppressed the doubts in his heart, calmed his mind, and let out his mind to look at the opposite side, but saw a blue wall blocking Song Hong, "water wall"? When did he set up such a water wall?

Seeing Song Hong on the opposite side looking at him with a smile on his face, Lei Yong was furious and controlled the machete to chop the water wall again and again.

Everyone looked at the tug-of-war with fatigue, one slashed and the other slapped. If this continues, it will be just waiting for both sides to admit defeat first.

Lei Yong on the field obviously knew the consequences of this. His heart suddenly lit up. A ferocious look appeared on his burnt face. He opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of essence and blood at the shiny black machete. After the machete, his body shape was more than doubled than before. Then he attacked the water wall again.

When everyone in the audience saw this scene, their eyes shrank. It seemed that this tug-of-war was finally over. Lei Yong was not just at the level of competition this time.

Song Hong, who was not willing to be outdone, made a decision in his hand, quickly retreated, and cast a blue flying sword and hovered over his head.

At this time, a look of embarrassment surged on the referee's face, hesitating whether to decide whether to draw between the two sides to stop this almost crazy competition. He looked up at the center of the stands and saw that the leader Han Xin was silent and had no intention of ordering to stop it. Then he withdrew his gaze and moved to the athletic platform.

After another dozen attacks, the water wall became faintly thinner and gradually showed signs of losing power. Seeing this, Song Hong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Lei Yong, the name of the first person to build foundation, was indeed not vented.

He was also a great enemy for a long time. Faced with such a situation, Song Hong hurriedly recited a spell and saw a blue flying sword floating above his head, blocking him with a "swish" and then rotated continuously thirty or sixty degrees.

Long Wu in the audience saw this scene and his eyes widened a little. He also saw many cultivators who practiced water-attributed martial arts, but not many of them could use them so vividly.

However, Zou Fang showed a look of worry. She knew that the man who was with him day and night had a sharp decline in his body. Even if he won this battle, he had to cultivate for a few months before he could recover.

Lin Xueer held the jade hand, Zou Fang's hands trembling, and felt that Zou Fang's jade hand was very cold at the beginning. Then Lin Xueer comforted her and said: "Senior sister, don't worry, senior brother wouldn't do this if he wasn't sure."

Feeling the concern in these words, I was very sincere, and Zou Fang's beautiful eyes trembled, and she didn't know what to say.

Jin Long and Cui Longji almost said in unison: "It's the eldest sister, the senior brother will not be thrown down like our brothers."

Lin Xueer glanced at the two of them and said, "Will you two comfort people? Close your crow's mouth?"

Lan Hao didn't notice the scene next to him at all. He focused all his attention on Song Hong on the field. He spoke out inappropriately: "This senior brother looks a little uneasy!"

"Ouch"

"Are you looking for death?" Lin Xueer just finished speaking of Jin Liang, Cui Long and the others. Lan Hao said this again. In a hurry, the woman stomped her jade feet, and Lan Hao immediately covered her right foot and jumped up.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Zou Fang couldn't help laughing out loud, and then said, "Okay, you two are flirting here, who are you showing it?"

"Senior sister, you... I kindly advised you, but now you bite me, and I will ignore you in the future." Lin Xueer was so angry that she puffed up her cheeks and turned around because of Zou Fang's insignificant jokes.

Zou Fang pushed Lin Xueer with a smile and said, "Okay, okay, senior sister will accompany you, okay?"

"That's right, who flirts with him? We have nothing to do with each other." When Lin Xueer said something, her beautiful eyes actually looked at Long Wu.

Long Wu stared at the stage with his eyes. The level of care was even better than Zou Fang's. He didn't look here after he pressed down. Lin Xueer couldn't help but think in his heart: After this man started, he had a close relationship with his senior brother, and the two secretly went down the mountain. The relationship between the two was unusual.

After a while, Lin Xueer looked at Long Wu with a strange expression. She didn't know what she thought of, but she actually covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Restrain yourself, don't be fooled, that person has no intention at all." Lan Hao said jealously after watching Lin Xueer's actions.

Lin Xueer said with a pretty face: "Flower fool? Who are you talking about?"

"What about you?" Lan Hao looked at Lin Xueer and bickered with him, but was happy because the woman finally stopped staring at Long Wu.

Zou Fang looked at the two of them with a righteous expression: "Stop making trouble for you two, okay? Look."

Lei Yong finally broke through Song Hong's water wall defense and slashed at the blue flying sword like a broken bamboo.

As Song Hong's magic tricks continued to be shot, the blue flying sword's speed became a little faster, and more and more afterimages of the flying sword were added, and the last four or five afterimages were superimposed together.

Looking at this strange scene, Lei Yong couldn't care too much now. Now that things have come to this, he can only see whose magic weapon is stronger.

"Dang" black and blue light intertwined, and the aftermath of the magic power of the two top-level magic weapons directly made the two men retreat and set a distance of five or six feet apart.
Chapter completed!