The chief true disciple of Luoxia Sect and the second true disciple are both over twenty years old. Murong Yu is still one month away from twenty. Therefore, this time, he is the leader of Luoxia Sect to participate in the competition.

"You are from the Murong family." He Zhixian blurted out.

The Murong family is one of the aristocratic families in Luoxia City. The head of the family Murong Liancheng is a martial artist who changes the bones of the eighth level after the acquired world.

"Not bad." Murong Yu's face showed a sense of arrogance.

"Okay, let me see how strong the martial artists of the two martial arts of the Murong family Qingyunpu and Luoxia Sect Chihongquan are in this episode." He Zhixian's expression was shocked, and he knew that this person was powerful and went all out.

"You will soon realize that the disciples of the Martial Arts Academy will never beat the disciples of our sect." Murong Yu was full of confidence.

He Zhixian’s legs were released, and the moves of the sixth level of the wind-chasing leg in Songhe Martial Arts Academy were used.

call out.

The sound of explosions came from the air.

"You can also take me and take a look." Murong Yu also punched.

A fierce fist force stormed away with a strong wind, like a touch of red, cutting through the sky.

Although it is also the sixth level of Chihong Fist move, it is obviously much stronger than the thin disciples just now.

Bang.

He Zhixian's legs collided with Murong Yu's fist, and no one could do anything to anyone.

"Come again."

He Zhixian and Murong Yu made another move in an instant.

Crash.

Hu, Hu, Hu.

The air seemed to have been torn apart, and bursts of sounds of cracking the air sounded.

He Zhixian and Murong Yu competed several moves again.

It seems to be comparable.

However, the face of the Songhe Martial Arts Academy in the stands gradually became a little unfair, and a trace of gloom slowly appeared on the face that was originally full of joy.

"I know this Luoxia Sect disciple, Murong Yu, the legitimate son of the Murong family. I really didn't expect that he would also practice the Red Rainbow Fist to the sixth level. He Zhixian was a little hungry." Mo Huaishan explained the reason why President He's face changed.

Obviously, Dean He also saw it.

Murong Yu's realm is actually the same as He Zhixian, and it is the sixth level of success. It is a practice technique.

Dean He felt that his expectations might be shattered.

Songhe Martial Arts Academy is most likely to defeat Luoxia Sect and lose one chance.

"Oh, He Zhixian's talent is no worse than Murong Yu. The only difference is that he practices the exercises." Dean He said in a little resentment.

"No, Murong Yu's Red Rainbow Fist has also been practiced to the sixth level, just like me. However, the Red Rainbow Fist he practiced is the top eight-level martial arts, and my Wind Chasing Leg is only the top seven-level martial arts. After all, I am a little worse in the martial arts. I can compete with him in a short time. After a long time, I may not be able to waste him." As a person in the game, He Zhixian immediately realized something was wrong.

At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that Daqian martial artists are so talented that they should not be arrogant. Although they are in Songhe Martial Arts Academy and even the three Martial Arts Academy, they are extremely talented and powerful, but among the sects, there are no worse than themselves.

The talent of Murong Yu in front of him should not be inferior to him.

Thinking in his heart, He Zhixian was a little helpless, and he had no choice in the gap in his martial arts.

"Drink." He Zhixian kicked Murong Yu again.

Wow.

However, this time, Murong Yu did not fight He Zhixian head-on. His figure flashed and avoided it. Then, taking advantage of the moment when He Zhixian's outbreak, his body shook and suddenly appeared in front of He Zhixian and attacked him with a punch.

"So fast." He Zhixian was shocked. He tapped his feet gently, flew backwards, and then kicked it horizontally. Unfortunately, he was a little hurried.

Bang.

He Zhixian was defeated by Murong Yu several steps back.

Just as He Zhixian fell steadily, Murong Yun's figure appeared again and punched him again. His speed was so fast that he was like a shadow.

He Zhixian was forced to resist in a hurry.

"This is the seventh-level martial arts of the Murong family, Qingyun Step." He Zhixian immediately remembered that Murong Yu also practiced a top-level martial arts of the family.

This is also one of the reasons why sect disciples are stronger than sect disciples. Even if they are of equal talent, the accumulation of cultivation techniques and resources can make sect disciples better.

He Zhixian slowly fell at a disadvantage.

"Damn it, I don't believe I will lose." He Zhixian felt a little angry.

"Get out." He shouted angrily, and He Zhixian kicked Murong Yun with endless anger.

"It's useless to be angry, you are no match for me." Murong Yu sneered.

He fought a punch head-on and was equal to He Zhixian. Murong Yu used a light cloud step to approach He Zhixian and punched him several times.

He Zhixian tried hard to force Murong Yu to retreat, and gradually became a little panting, which was too much consumption.

...

"He Zhixian is going to lose." Everyone in the stands could guess the ending when they saw this situation.

"These two are quite talented, maybe they are the two with the highest talent in this Luoxia City competition." The mysterious young man said slowly.

"It seems that only these two disciples from the Third Academy and One Sect of Luoxia City can barely get to the eyes of Mr. Ren." The city lord Dugu Ao smiled.

"It is enough for these two people to be proud of themselves. In the entire Qinghe Mansion, fifty-four cities, hundreds of martial arts sects, there are a few disciples who can be the eyes of Ren Gongzi." Xuanjia Guardian said coldly.

"This is naturally. Mr. Ren is only in his early twenties and is ranked 89th on the list of people. Not to mention Qinghe Mansion, even in Qingyun Prefecture, there are a few more people who can compare with the entire Qingyun Prefecture. There are not many warriors who can reach Ren Gongzi's eyes." Sun Fuhu, the leader of Luoxia Sect, also complimented on the side.

The mysterious young man's surname is Ren, and he is a super strong man on the 89th day of the Daqian people. Now he is twenty-three years old and is already a martial artist in the ninth level of the acquired Nine-level Leakage Realm.

Although He Zhixian and Murong Yu are both talented, they are far behind when compared with him.

...

At the martial arts competition stage, He Zhixian had difficulty supporting it.

"Fall me down." Murong Yu shouted lightly. His huge fist was hitting He Zhixian.

"I won't lose." He Zhixian gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

Raising his legs and emitting his feet, He Zhixian kicked Murong Yu in a seemingly ordinary way. At this time, a strange wind seemed to stir up around him, forming a circle of one or two meters in a radius. Within this circle, He Zhixian's moves gave people a round feeling.

Bang.

With a loud noise, in Murong Yu's extremely surprised gaze, He Zhixian kicked Murong Yu several meters away.

"Is this?" Murong Yu's eyes widened, but he didn't expect that He Zhizhang's moves suddenly became much stronger.

"Complete realm." President He, Songhe Martial Arts Academy, screamed in shock.

"This is the sixth level of the perfect state of the Wind Chasing Leg."

"I actually broke through the battle." Mo Huaishan also said with a hint of surprise.

"I broke through." He Zhixian was also extremely happy.

"Huh." Even the mysterious man, Mr. Ren, was slightly surprised.

"Ah, be careful." Suddenly, a scream came from the competition platform.

Just when everyone was extremely surprised by He Zhixian's breakthrough, a figure appeared on his left side, waving his fist and hitting his shoulder.

Before He Zhixian could resist, he was beaten out of the competition stage.

It turned out that just when he was competing with Murong Yu, the other disciples of Luoxia Sect had already defeated all the disciples of Songhe Martial Arts Academy on the martial arts stage. In addition to the thin warrior, Luoxia Sect also had a disciple of the sixth level of acquired level, who was also a disciple who beat He Zhixian out of the martial arts stage.

"Bastard, he actually attacked." President He of Songhe Martial Arts Academy said furiously.

Originally, because of He Zhixian's breakthrough, the fire of hope for victory appeared again, but he didn't want it to be extinguished in an instant.

In fact, even if this disciple does not attack He Zhixian, He Zhixian will not be able to win. He has already consumed a lot. Even if the chasing wind legs break through, one person will face Murong Yu and another sixth-level disciple with no chance of winning.
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