Two half-step innate monks jumped onto the stage and bowed to each other.

"Brother, I have no eyes on my fists and feet, I have offended you!"

"Come on, let's start!"

The two attacked each other from left to right.

Bang bang! Two muffled sounds came, and the two monks flew backwards at the same time.

One of the monks flew backwards with bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and the other one took a few steps back and his face turned pale.

Obviously, the two of them have already tied, or lost to both.

Many monks watching the game from the audience exclaimed: Wow, two and a half-step innate masters were eliminated like this?

It's incredible! On the other arena, there was only a youngest boy standing. The boy looked like he was not old last year, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, but the aura emitted from his body was very strong. His strength was probably at least the peak of the innate level! Such a boy is definitely not simple! The boy smiled and looked at his opponent, and said softly: Your qualifications are pretty good, but you are still not qualified to be my opponent.

As soon as the words were finished, the boy moved! The boy rushed to his opponent like a cannonball, and the boy grabbed him.

Before the other party could react, he kicked the other party away.

Everyone in the audience was stunned. This was too fast!?

This young man actually subdued his opponent with one move?

What kind of strength is this! The monk was about thirty or forty years old, and he was a competitive age.

At this time, he was knocked away by the boy and furious. He turned over and got up, and fought with the boy again.

After more than a dozen moves, the two of them were still equal in size and no one could do anything to each other.

In the audience, the monks with lower cultivation were shocked. They had never seen such a powerful boy.

So awesome, who is this boy?

I have never heard of such a powerful boy! Yes, is he the legendary prince of the lord of Yunshen City?

The first genius in Yunshen City?

But why have I never seen him? If it were him, then this person would not be unfair to lose! Everyone was talking about it.

The young man seized a flaw of the monk and suddenly went downstairs, and the monk fell to the ground.

Just as he was about to fall to the ground, the boy turned around beautifully, hugged his opponent's waist with his arms, and pulled his opponent to the ground, not causing him to lose in a very embarrassing way.

The young man looked at his opponent with a smile.

The opponent looked ashamed. After being subdued by his opponent just now, he felt unwilling to accept it. He struggled again and again, but was defeated by his opponent.

The boy looked at his opponent, smiled slightly, then let go of his hand, turned around and walked off the stage.

As soon as the boy left, warm applause burst out from the audience. This time, not only those who watched the game, but also the monks sitting below clapped together.

The boys are really too strong. They have never seen such a monk before. They are simply too evil.

And not only that, he did not kill all his opponents, but instead gave them politely and decent.

Such upbringing is even more rare! After the boy walked out of the audience, an elder walked up to him: Congratulations, for entering the academy.

Thank you senior! The boy bowed deeply and expressed his gratitude.

Someone else was talking about it in the audience: "What's the situation?

Will such a monster actually be in the array of disciples waiting to be selected in the yellow rank?

Shouldn't it be the mysterious level?"

A perverted person whispered: "You don't know that when this young master was practicing, he was a little greedy for me and made a lot of effort, but his foundation was a little damaged. If this was not the case, he would be at a stable level.

Now they are playing steadily, you see, they must be the first in the yellow ranks."

The discussions gradually dissipated, and soon it was the next group's turn.

"One person wins, next group!"

Soon, two more monks came to power.

One of these two monks is older, his name is Liu Qingyang, and the other is younger, Li Yunxiao. They are brothers and they learn from a sword master in Yunshen City. They have become famous since childhood in Yunshen City.

No one expected that this time, these two brothers would be piled up on the same ring.

Everyone was very excited and wanted to see who was better at these two brothers.

Liu Qingyang and Li Yunxiao looked at each other, and their eyes were full of solemn expressions.

This competition was a competition between fellow disciples.

The two of them are basically comparable in strength at the same stage.

The two of them went on the ring. Liu Qingyang looked at Li Yunxiao and said: You and I have been learning art together since childhood and grew up together. I hope you don’t disappoint me! Haha, let me come over! Li Yunxiao smiled indifferently, his eyes full of pride.

Liu Qingyang snorted coldly, held the sword in his hand, and waved it at Li Yunxiao.

The sword light shone out and turned into a rain of swords.

Li Yunxiao's body shook, and he disappeared from the spot, appeared on Liu Qingyang's back, and punched him in the back.

Liu Qingyang felt a huge force attacking and was immediately shocked.

He hurriedly turned around and slashed with a sword.

Li Yunxiao's body flashed, dodged the attack, and continued to slap it with one palm.

The palm slapped Liu Qingyang on the chest and immediately knocked him out, hitting him on the wall, spitting blood in his mouth, staring at Li Yunxiao in horror.

You... cannot! Liu Qingyang's face showed an incredible look. Although he had never seen Li Yunxiao's full strength, this time the move was extremely strange, which was a routine trick that he was completely unfamiliar with.

This is impossible! Li Yunxiao looked at Liu Qingyang with a smile and said: Do you know my trump card now?

Liu Qingyang swallowed with difficulty. He finally understood why his former junior brother Li Yunxiao was so confident in standing in front of him this time.

Liu Qingyang couldn't believe it and said: No...it's impossible, I don't believe it. You and I have been studying art together since childhood. I am still your senior brother. How could you have such ability?

Could it be that you have changed to his teacher?

Li Yunxiao shrugged and said: This is just something I figured out by myself. Master has never taught me anything. If you don’t believe it, you can try it again.

Liu Qingyang looked at Li Yunxiao's confident smile and a hint of timidity arose in his heart.

What's wrong?

Li Yunxiao asked in confusion.

Liu Qingyang smiled bitterly and said: With just one move, I had already discovered the truth and reality. If we continue to fight, we will lose face. I will take the initiative to admit defeat.

After Liu Qingyang finished speaking, he shouted to the audience: I abstain! Li Yunxiao sneered, teleported to him, grabbed his collar and lifted him up, and said: Want to abstain now?
Chapter completed!