Cheng Tianyun smiled and nodded, saying: "Tiange, get up. Are these four young friends the martial arts geniuses you told me before that you want to join Yuxu Palace?"

"Reporting to Master, yes." Chu Tiange bowed and replied.

When the four of them saw this, Shen Hao also bowed slightly. After all, the other party was a strong martial artist, so the courtesy should be indispensable.

"Not bad." Cheng Tianyun glanced at the four of them, and then said to the old man on the left: "Elder Duanmu, the candidates for the competition have been finalized, so I will trouble your Duanmu family this time."

Elder Duanmu didn't say anything, he just picked up the tea cup, blew on it gently, and drank the tea.

On the contrary, a young disciple behind him took a step forward and said respectfully to Cheng Tianyun: "Senior, this junior is bold and wants to ask for a place in the competition."

"This junior has a grudge against Bingchan Palace for killing his sister. Please ask the leader to fulfill his wish. This junior is willing to pay any price."

Cheng Tianyun looked embarrassed. The quotas had been determined. Moreover, this was a competition between two major sects. How could the Duanmu family get involved?

The young disciple glanced at Shen Hao and the other four, and then said: "Senior and junior are willing to prove their strength and compete with the disciples participating in the competition."

Before Cheng Tianyun could speak, Elder Duanmu put down his tea cup and said slowly: "Master Cheng, why don't you call a participating disciple and let him compete with Qingyun. Regardless of winning or losing, my Duanmu family will stand on the side of Jade This side of the Xu Palace."

"Okay then, Tiange, go and call your junior brother Gao Pengju and let him compete with this genius of the Duanmu family." Cheng Tianyun thought about it again and again and decided to accept the challenge.

"Yes, Master." Chu Tiange handed over his hand, and not long after, a bald man wearing a military robe came to the main hall with Chu Tiange.

Gao Pengju touched his bald head and said, "Master, you asked me to fight again?"

Cheng Tianyun glared at him and said: "Compete with this genius of the Duanmu family. If you lose, don't participate in the martial arts competition."

"Oh, I'm convinced." Gao Pengju sighed, and with the circulation of his true energy, Shi Xiaoyao's third-level martial arts cultivation was clearly visible.

The four of them, Shen Hao, stepped aside and felt the oncoming momentum. They were surprised. They didn't expect that this bald man's cultivation was not weak, and his true energy was very strong.

Duanmu Qingyun stood opposite Gao Pengju with a pair of swords on his back and an indifferent expression, his posture upright.

"I've long heard that the Duanmu family's two-sword deer-slaying technique is very powerful, and I'm going to give it a try today."

Gao Peng raised his ten fingers to form claws, and a faint golden light flowed on the surface of his arms.

"boom!"

The golden claws shot out and grabbed Duanmu Qingyun's neck.

Duanmu Qingyun was extremely fast. He turned his body sideways to avoid the golden claw marks, and then drew out his two swords. He turned his left arm slightly, moved the sword backward, and stabbed Gao Pengju's waist with his backhand sword.

Gao Pengju's arm lowered and he used his palm to block the tip of the sword.

The palm and the tip of the sword collided together, hitting golden light spots and making a loud "bang" sound.

At this moment, Duanmu Qingyun retracted his sword, spread his feet slightly, and held the sword in front of him with his arms, making a strange posture.

"Such a strong sword intent." Shen Hao's mind moved. It seemed that the warriors in the inner space were indeed not comparable to the outside world.

Duanmu Qingyun waved his sword with both hands, and his body rotated rapidly, making a whistling sword sound, as if it had turned into a rapidly rotating windmill.

The sword light flashed, and there were sword shadows in all directions.

"Bang bang!"

Gao Pengju only blocked four of Duanmu Qingyun's moves before being knocked away. Fortunately, his defense was strong, otherwise he would have been seriously injured.

"You lost." Duanmu Qingyun pointed at Gao Pengju with the tip of his sword and said with an indifferent expression.

Gao Pengju was a little confused, he didn't expect that he would be defeated like this.

"Okay! Master Cheng, what you said before is true. Are you going to give up this competition spot to Qingyun?" Elder Duanmu said with a smile while stroking his white beard.

Cheng Tianyun's face looked a little ugly, but he still nodded. Who said his disciples were inferior to others?

"Senior and junior also want to ask for a place in the competition. Bingchan Palace kills my father. This hatred is irreconcilable!"

"Senior, my junior's relatives were also killed by the Bingchan Palace. Please help me, senior!"

"Senior, this junior's whole family was killed by Bingchan Palace, I want revenge!"

"senior..."

The four disciples behind Elder Duanmu also took a step forward, hoping for a spot in the martial arts tournament.

When Cheng Tianyun saw this scene, his eyelids twitched and his expression gradually darkened, but he couldn't get angry. After all, the two families could be said to be allies now.

"Brother Chu, is Bingchan Palace so heinous? Killing people and whole families everywhere?" Shen Hao asked in a low voice.

Chu Tiange smiled bitterly and said: "The leader said before that as long as the Yuxu Palace wins, you can enter the Spirit God Altar to practice."

"What is the spiritual altar?" Mu Xi asked.

Chu Tiange said: "The spiritual altar contains the blood of powerful spiritual beasts, which can enhance the warrior's physical strength. The true energy is extremely abundant. This is a rare opportunity."

At this time, under Cheng Tianyun's instructions, Gao Pengju brought three more disciples from Yuxu Palace, but they were all defeated by the warriors of the Duanmu family.

Cheng Tianyun's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a dead fly, and at the same time he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Outside the Yuxu Palace, there are strong men and women, and there are no young and old men. There are fewer and fewer young strong men in the palace. Now only Chu Tiange is left without taking action, but if he can't take action, what's the point.

Elder Duanmu was in a good mood and said: "Master Cheng, the Duanmu family does not want the last spot. In this case, I will take my leave."

"Wait a minute!" Shen Hao suddenly said.

Elder Duanmu's expression darkened, he did not expect that this junior would dare to block his way, but this is Yuxu Palace after all, and things should not be done too much, otherwise Cheng Tianming will be pushed to the point where no one will end well.

Shen Hao said: "Junior and my friends also want to participate in the martial arts competition. I wonder if you are eligible to participate as long as you defeat the genius of your family?"

Elder Duanmu narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "You are right, but are you disciples of Yuxu Palace?"

"They are now." Cheng Tianming's voice came slowly from behind.

Elder Duanmu cursed secretly and began to think about how to refuse. He didn't want to cause trouble.

Duanmu Qingyun suddenly said: "Elder, since they want to compete, let's compete. It's nothing. It will be resolved in five minutes at most."

The other disciples of the Duanmu family also looked eager to try. After the previous battle, their confidence had greatly increased.

Even the orthodox disciples of Yuxu Palace are no match for him, so what kind of excitement can these four warriors who have just entered the palace create?

"Okay, in that case, let's compare." Elder Duanmu nodded.
Chapter completed!