There are ten circular competition stages on the west side of Lingshui County Square, about one foot high and five feet in diameter. Each competition stage is surrounded by a large group of people.

Zhu Jie was the first to jump onto the competition stage and looked down upon the audience, looking like a handsome young man!

Qin Su cursed in a low voice: "What are you pulling? If you touch my hand, you will be beaten so hard that your own mother won't recognize you, huh!"

Zhu Jie's eyes happened to glance at Qin Su at this time, and his face immediately turned ugly. He would not forget the situation when he was knocked unconscious three months ago.

"Hey, boy, be careful. I remember what happened last time. You'd better pray that you don't meet me. Otherwise, I will beat you to the ground and avenge your shame!" Zhu Jie pointed at Qin Su and gritted his teeth.

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"Hey, sir, I'll wait. Don't let anyone carry you down again, quack!" Qin Su said.

"You..., hum!" Zhu Jie's face turned red with anger and he wished he could eat him alive!

"Where is Xia Feng of the Luoying Sect!" At this time, there was a young man on the stage, it was Xia Feng, a disciple of the Luoying Sect. He clasped his fists and said: "Master Zhu, please show mercy!"

Zhu Jie glared at Qin Su and turned away from him.

"It's easy to say, since it's a martial arts competition, you must do your best." Zhu Jie crossed his arms and said, "But I will finish it off, don't worry!"

Xia Feng said: "Well, thank you very much, Master Zhu, please!" He made a gesture.

"Flying Snow and Wild Waves"

Zhu Jie stopped being wordy and directly slapped Xia Feng with his palm. The wind of his palm was faintly mixed with the sound of waves.

Xia Feng's face straightened, and he did not dare to make a direct attack. He took three steps to the side to avoid the opponent's attack. Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he didn't know that Zhu Jie twisted his waist, flew into the air, and suddenly kicked out, hitting Xia Feng.

Wind left shoulder.

Before Xia Feng came to his senses, he was kicked off the martial arts platform and fell to pieces. The pain in his left shoulder made Xia Feng break into a cold sweat, and his entire left arm could no longer move. Apparently, he was kicked by Zhu Jie.

Kicked off!

Zhu Jie stood on the stage, looked down at Xia Feng and said: "You lose!"

With a look of pain on his face, Xia Feng lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Master Zhu, for showing mercy!"

Qin Su was already impatient and shouted: "What the hell are you doing too harshly, Zhu? You're going too far with what you say, that's hypocritical!"

Zhu Jie said angrily: "I didn't try hard at all, it was because he didn't beat me. Huh!" After saying that, he turned over beautifully and jumped off the stage, walked away, and ignored Qin Su.

Qin Su clenched his fists tightly, his teeth itching with hatred, and he punched the air several times.

On another competition stage, Pan Xiaofang was fighting fiercely with a young man of similar age. Miao Aiya and the others were staring nervously at the two fighting men in the audience, so that they did not notice Lan Ye not far away.

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It has been more than a year since Pan Xiaofang entered Beiming Academy, and she has been carefully taught by Miao Aiya. Coupled with her high talent and willingness to work hard, her strength has improved by leaps and bounds, ranking among the top five students in the same period, and she is considered Miao Aiya's proud disciple.

I saw Pan Xiaofang flying up and down on the stage, like a butterfly, nimble and light. The other boy was very aggressive, and he was very precise, and every move and every move was very powerful. Pan Xiaofang would not confront him head-on, and would dodge a lot.

Over attack.

"Xiaofang is very smart. She will definitely win in a short time!" Jiang Yang couldn't help but nodded and said to Miao Aiya with a smile.

Miao Aiya smiled proudly and said: "Of course, we don't care who taught the students, haha!"

"You're so proud of me when you praise her a few times." Jiang Yangdao smiled and scolded: "Oh, I still miss those days when you were poisoned. You were really gentle, unlike now..."

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Miao Aiya didn't wait for him to finish speaking, her eyes widened in anger, her hands on her hips, and she said, "Are you cursing me? I'm like this, do whatever you like, hum!"

Jiang Yangdao was stunned by her. He stretched out his hand to touch his forehead and said, "Pretend I didn't say anything. You have just recovered. Don't be angry!"

Miao Aiya glared at him and ignored him.

At this time, the two people on the stage had passed more than thirty moves. There was sweat on the young man's head, his chest was rising and falling, and the moves began to become chaotic. But Pan Xiaofang was still calm and calm, and could endure it. Suddenly, Pan Xiaofang looked at

When he found a flaw in the opponent's body, he flew up and kicked the opponent's Tanzhong point on the chest. The young man fell to the ground and fainted with a "Ah" sound.

"In the ninth group, Pan Xiaofang of Beiming Academy wins!"

The military attache preached loudly in the audience.

Everyone in Beiming College cheered. Pan Xiaofang was even more excited. She jumped off the stage and took Miao Aiya's hand and said, "Teacher, I win!"

Miao Aiya said lovingly: "Well, you played well, but don't be proud, keep working hard!"

Pan Xiaofang nodded seriously and said, "Well, don't worry, teacher, I will work hard!"

Jiang Yangdao cleared his throat and said: "However, it took you one hundred and thirty moves to defeat him. In fact, you had a chance to defeat him in the forty-second move. It took too long. If

In a real life-and-death battle, the longer it goes on, the greater the variables, so you should decide it quickly!"

Pan Xiaofang blushed and said: "Oh, thank you Teacher Jiang for your guidance. This is my first serious competition with others. I just want to hone myself more."

"Hey, when will it be your turn to dictate to my students?" Miao Aiya said with a sullen face, "You'd better teach your own precious disciples first!"

Jiang Yangdao shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

Lan Ye also came over at this time and said: "Sister Xiaofang, congratulations!"

Pan Xiaofang didn't expect Lan Ye to be here, and she was so happy that she almost jumped up and said: "Brother Lan Ye, are you here too? Did you just see me competing in martial arts? How about it, I'm awesome!"

Miao Aiya and others were also surprised when they saw Lan Ye appear.

"Lan, Young Master Lan, are you here too?" Miao Aiya said softly, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much!"

Jiang Yangdao grinned and murmured: "You are so gentle to others, but you are so cruel to me. Did I dig your ancestral grave in my previous life?"

Miao Aiya turned her head and glared at Jiang Yangdao, and shouted: "What are you muttering to the side?"

Jiang Yangdao rolled his eyes at him and quickly looked away, pretending that nothing was wrong.

Lan Ye suppressed her laughter and returned the greeting: "Young man has been at the Royal Auction House these days. Thank you, Teacher Miao, for thinking about me. I wonder if your injury will get better?"

Miao Aiya said: "My injury has healed a long time ago. This life-saving grace will never be forgotten by this little girl. If I can be used in any way in the future, please feel free to give me your orders, young hero!"

Lan Ye said: "Teacher Miao's words are serious. Don't worry about trivial matters. Pan Xiaofang is my only relative in this world. You care about her so much. I want to thank you!"

Just as Miao Aiya was about to speak, the military attache's voice came: "Second round, first group, Royal Auction House Northern Branch Lan Ye vs. Absolute Poison Sect Dugu Piaoran!"

Lan Ye cupped his fists at Miao Aiya and the others and said, "It's my turn to come on stage. Let's talk about old times with everyone after the competition!" After saying that, he exerted force on his feet and jumped onto the stage.

"You'd better be careful, that guy is full of poison!"

Tang Xiaoliu's voice came over. It turned out that he had been hiding in the crowd.

Lan Ye looked at Tang Xiaoliu gratefully and nodded.

A thin boy in green clothes jumped onto the competition stage, with a collar hanging around his neck. He looked like a child of six or seven years old.

"Are you ready?" Dugu said angrily, "Quack, another unlucky guy!"

Lan Ye looked at the strange boy in front of him and said, "You, are you ten years old?"

These words seemed to touch Dugu Piaoran's back scales, and his face suddenly sank.

"Spirit Mist Crazy Flower!"

Dugu Piaoran let out a low roar, stepped forward, waved his hands, and two streams of dark green mist spewed out like long snakes.

Lan Ye didn't dare to be careless and quickly launched the "Peacock Ming King" movement technique, and in an instant he was behind Dugu Piaoran.

Dugu Piaoran was shocked when he saw Lan Ye disappear. He retracted his hands and quickly made several seals, hiding himself in a thick cloud of green smoke.

Lan Ye was about to make a move, but he didn't expect the opponent to suddenly disappear in the thick smoke. He was afraid and backed away two feet.

"Teleport?"

Dugu's floating figure slowly walked out of the green smoke.

Lan Ye looked confused and said: "Teleport? What teleportation?"

Dugu Piaoran said: "Those who can move instantaneously can only be Xuanling masters. There is absolutely no chance that you are Xuanling masters. Then there is only one possibility. You have used a superb movement technique!"

"Yes, I used body skills." Lan Ye said: "What can you do to me?"

"Haha, ignorance!" Dugu floated away the thick smoke and sneered: "Today, Master Japan will let you taste the price of arrogance!" After saying that, he raised his hands above his head and quickly formed a strange seal, and green smoke enveloped his whole body again.

Lan Ye frowned. Faced with this situation, he was helpless and didn't know where to start. A faint disgusting smell passed into his nose, and he suddenly felt dizzy.

Dugu floated in front of Lan Ye like a ghost, and struck out with a palm, hitting Lan Ye's chest.

"Bang!" Lan Ye fell to the ground hard, with stars in his eyes. He shook his head desperately, trying to wake himself up.

"How do you feel?" Dugu Piaoran walked out of the thick smoke and said: "You'd better admit defeat now, at least it won't be too ugly. Hehe!"

Lan Ye stood up with difficulty and shook his head: "Don't even think about it!"

Dugu Piao said calmly: "Okay, I have the guts! In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Lan Ye slapped himself, forcing himself to wake up, and said: "After the beating, you can talk nonsense again!"

"Haha, what's the use of beating yourself? It's better to just kneel down and admit defeat! Hahaha!" Dugu laughed happily.

Lan Ye's figure disappeared again, and quietly appeared on the left side of Dugu Piaoran, throwing out a punch. Dugu Piaoran saw Lan Ye disappear suddenly, and he was alert in his heart. When he was about to form another seal, he saw Lan Ye's fist already in front of him, and he had no time to think about it.

He just rolled around and dodged the punch.

Dugu Piaoran said angrily: "Looking for death!"

"Spirit Mist Crazy Flower—disperse!"
To be continued...