As soon as Yi Qiu said this, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.

After three breaths, there was a "boom" and Wan Xiu started talking.

Tang Long, on the other hand, glanced at Yi Qiu, smiled faintly, and then disappeared from everyone's eyes.

There was a wave somewhere on the edge of the arena, and Tang Long's figure slowly emerged.

Teleportation! It was actually teleportation again, and judging from its appearance, it did not rely on the power of magic weapons like Yi Qiu!

When Wan Xiu saw Tang Long's exposed hand, he was horrified and started talking crazily.

"Hmph, you are looking for death, you actually dare to challenge Senior Brother Tang Long!" This is what the brothers from the Tiangan lineage said to each other. In their words, Yi Qiu was like an ant in front of Tang Long.

"What? Did I hear you correctly? This Yi Qiu actually dares to challenge Tang Long? This Tang Long is my sect senior brother. Even ordinary Nascent Soul masters can't do anything against senior brother Tang!" He was a member of the Jiuding Sect. The person was also extremely surprised and said.

After seeing that Tang Long was indeed as rumored to be able to use the magical power of teleportation that could be used by Yuanying experts, he was even more puzzled by Yi Qiu's challenge. This was clearly seeking death!

"What's going on with Yi Qiu from the Thousand Fingers lineage? Even if there is any gap between him and the Heavenly Stem lineage, he should still challenge the few people behind him. How come he challenges Tang Long right from the start?" A monk shouted to the people around him.

"Senior Brother Gu, don't you know, the cause and effect of Yi Qiu and Tiangan have long been connected. We have also seen Yi Qiu's methods before, whether it is the fourth-level black stone rat or the heavenly bird demon fire. These are not something that ordinary Jindan cultivators can deal with, and it seems that Yi Qiu himself has not yet used any real methods..."

"Yes, although this Tang Long is the senior brother of the Jiuding Sect, I don't think it is that easy for him to defeat Yi Qiu. After all, the fourth-level black stone rat and the sky bird demon firebird are both extraordinary!"

"It's ridiculous, what do you know? It is said that in the Jiuding Sect, Tang Long and Lei Meng were only slightly disadvantaged in their competition with Master Nascent Soul!"

"What? This is actually happening? This is impossible. How can one really fight against Master Nascent Soul in such a big realm?"

"This is indeed the case. Although they cannot defeat the Yuanying master, the two people who are competing with these two people are monks who have just advanced to the realm of Yuanying. And just now everyone has seen that although Tang Long has not advanced to the He is in the realm of Nascent Soul, but with his qualifications and Fengyun Art, he can already display the magical power of teleportation!"

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"Brother..." Seeing Yi Qiu directly challenging the first place, Qinglan couldn't help but exclaimed.

Wen Renxiang was slightly surprised at first, then couldn't help but laugh, and then comforted Qing Lan.

When Zhan Tiankuang heard that Yi Qiu challenged Tang Long, he couldn't help but was shocked. Then a sword was pointed at Tang Long, as if he was directly challenging Tang Long. Tang Long seemed to feel it, and his body shook slightly, and Zhan Tiankuang's momentum was no longer there. Unable to lock it, he was so horrified that he couldn't help but worry about Yi Qiu. This Tang Long was indeed worthy of the name of the senior brother of the Jiuding Sect!

"Hahaha, what a good boy, you dare to challenge my senior brother from the Tiangan lineage. Senior brother, I will see how you die!" Xiao Pan laughed wildly and looked at Yi Qiu hatefully.

"Jiejie, that's interesting!" Jiuyou, the demon from the Nether Sect, said with a smile.

"Okay!" Shui Han from the Jian Yizong shouted flatly.

"Interesting little guy, I didn't save him by mistake at first!" Bai Xiaoji of Fang Cun Sect chuckled.

…

People with excellent qualifications in the golden elixir cultivation of his sect said one after another.

"Tang Long, it seems that in this sect, besides Lei, Junior Brother Yi also doesn't take you seriously!" Lei Meng shouted loudly.

Tang Long smiled faintly and didn't answer at all.

Suddenly, the crowd shook in the direction of Tiangan, and Cao Mengni appeared among them again.

However, after the past few days, Cao Mengni came here again after suppressing the injuries she sustained.

Then he saw Yi Qiu and Tang Long confronting each other, and couldn't help but sneer again and again.

Although Wan Xiu was surprised that Cao Mengni, the True Thunder Spirit, came back so quickly when he went back to heal his wounds. Could it be that the pills from the Jiuding Sect are really that effective?

Previously, Cao Mengni not only had real energy, but also suffered a huge loss of soul power. When I saw him now, although his face was covered with a veil, his face could not be seen clearly, but since he was able to come here to watch the battle to capture the tripod, he must be in good health. It's not a big deal.

Now Yi Qiu and Tang Long are about to compete. Although Cao Mengni is here again, he is not as curious as before. At this moment, Wan Xiu's mind is focused on Yi Qiu and Tang Long. Next, let's see what happens between these two people. What is the result of the competition?

"Haha, okay, Junior Brother Xiaoxiang, your disciple is indeed extraordinary, he actually challenged Tang Long directly!" Lei Hong laughed.

"Senior Brother Lei is just kidding, this little disciple is just messing around." Xiaoxiang Haihu said with the same smile.

"Humph, what nonsense!" Nangong Ximen shouted coldly.

"That's right, it's not just nonsense, it's simply courting death. This Yi Qiu actually dares to challenge Tang Long, who is from my Tiangan lineage!" Gu Yuan said with a sinister smile.

"What? Junior Brother Gu, is it possible that this boy from Tang Long, Yi Qiu, can't challenge him?" Lei Hong yelled at him.

Seeing that a group of Yuanying monks from the Jiuding Sect seemed to be making trouble, fellow Yuanying monks from other sects looked at it curiously.

Feeling the gazes of his comrades, Gu Yuan straightened his chest and smiled coldly: "It's just a frog in the well. I don't think Yi Qiu can sustain three strikes in the hands of Tang Long, who is from my Heavenly Stem lineage!"

"Fart, how powerful is your Tiangan lineage? Before the battle, you said that Junior Brother Xiaoxiang's disciples are not the enemy of Tang Long's Three Strikes!" Lei Hong yelled angrily.

This Leihong is really the same as the martial arts he practiced. He has a violent temper. Even if he is a Nascent Soul, he is different without seeing it. Normally, Tang Aotian doesn't even pay attention to it. If he wants to fight with him, how can he look at it? Gu Yuan has just advanced to the intermediate realm of Nascent Soul?

"What? Junior Brother Lei thinks that Yi Qiu can withstand three strikes under his apprentice's hands?" Junior Brother Gu blushed at the sight of his true nature, and Tang Aotian said in a deep voice.

"Not to mention three strikes, it is thirty-three hundred strikes. Then Tang Long may not be able to truly defeat Yi Qiu!" Lei Hong said loudly, but Lei Hong's words also said that if he is not optimistic about Yi Qiu, he will only be optimistic about Yi Qiu. Qiu was able to sustain a few blows in Tang Long's hands.

Nangong Ximen suddenly said: "Junior Brother Lei, Yi Qiu is definitely no match for Tang Long. It just depends on how long he can hold on!"

Then he turned to Xiaoxianghai Lake and asked: "Junior brother Xiaoxiang, Yi Qiu is your disciple. According to you, where can Tang Long support three strikes?"

Then everyone couldn't help but look at Xiaoxiang Haihu, and even the hundreds of Nascent Soul monks from his sect were silently waiting for Xiaoxiang Haihu's words.

Xiaoxiang Haihu smiled casually: "We will know this later, so why should I tell you in advance?"

"Haha, Senior Brother Xiaoxiang, it seems that Yi Qiu cannot withstand Tang Long's third blow. Otherwise, Senior Brother Xiaoxiang, how could you avoid talking about it?" Gu Yuan suddenly laughed.

"Fart!" Lei Hong roared.

Then he said to Tang Aotian: "Yi Qiu can definitely survive three strikes. Can Senior Brother Tang dare to stand against Junior Brother?"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but smile.

Every time the leader of the Lei Zhen line wanted to challenge the leader of the Tiangan line, he failed. Whenever the two people had different opinions or had different views, they started betting!

Tang Aotian shook his head: "There is no point in fighting for a sure-win bet. If you really want to bet, let's bet that Yi Qiu can withstand a blow from my disciple Tang Long..."

"What? A blow?" Lei Hong cried out.

Originally, the competition was about to begin at this moment, but I heard the senior brothers of our sect talking about something, and Tang Long and Yi Qiu did not show any signs of urgency in the field, so they did not announce the start.

No matter what other sects say, the seniors of this sect and their own masters are all talking about themselves, so Yi Qiu and Tang Long also listen to what they are saying.

No matter whether they heard three strikes or one strike, whether it was Tang Long or Yi Qiu, there was no change in their expressions.

For Tang Long, in his heart, he might really not be able to take his own blow.

As for Yi Qiu, taking one of Tang Long's three blows? No, if it wasn't just the first round, Yi Qiu really wouldn't mind fully displaying his methods in front of Tang Long.

Xiaoxiang Haihu seemed to be slightly angry, and said in a deep voice: "Even if my disciple can't defeat that Tang Long, he can still take a few blows without any problem!"

"Haha, Junior Brother Xiaoxiang is angry?" Tang Aotian laughed.

Xiaoxiang Haihu looked at Tang Aotian, the black flames in his eyes flashing silently, and then said solemnly: "If my disciple really uses all his means, even if Tang Long wants to win, he will not be able to accept the challenge of Master Nephew Lei intact!"

"Haha, Junior Brother Xiaoxiang is right." Lei Hong laughed.

Tang Aotian's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at Xiaoxianghai Lake: "Are you that confident in your disciple?"

Xiaoxiang Haihu and Lei Hong glanced at each other and said calmly: "We'll know after we take a look."

Tang Aotian nodded, looked at Tang Long in the field, and then moved his lips slightly.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but be startled.

With Tang Aotian's cultivation level, there was no need to move his lips if he wanted to transmit sounds with his spiritual consciousness. This would clearly put pressure on Lei Hong and Xiaoxiang Haihu in front of him.

Seeing this, Xiaoxiang Haihu shook his head without any indication, while Lei Hong moved his lips towards Yi Qiu.

"Boy, give me three strikes under that Tang Long. It will be to your advantage. Of course, don't use the thing your master gave you yet!"

A sound like thunder came from Yi Qiu's consciousness.

Leihong's spiritual consciousness was really like thunder, and in an instant, hundreds of years entered his sea of ​​consciousness. If this person wanted to attack him, he really had no power to resist. He was so horrified that he hurriedly bowed to Leihong and said: "Uncle Lei, don't worry!"

"Senior Brother Tang, let us see if Tang Long can really defeat Xiaoxiang Haihu's disciple Yi Qiu with one blow!" Then he said to Tang Aotian.

Tang Aotian nodded, and Nangong Ximen also nodded to Hua Yu.
Chapter completed!