On the other side of the cloud, there were two figures, like meteors shining with flames, suddenly falling to the ground.
Those originally flat stone slabs were hit by some heavy objects and shattered into pieces.
The originally cool competition ground suddenly became hot. The unnecessary and annoying heat undoubtedly came from the two people who fell from the sky.
There was an old man and a young man.
The older one seems to be approaching his twilight years, with his head covered with silver-frosted hair. The younger one seems to have just grown up, with a trace of childishness still remaining on his handsome face.
The two of them are very similar: their bodies are very similar, their faces are very similar, and even their funny and seductive temperament are very similar.
They are indeed a father and son.
The elder who is nearing his twilight years is called 'Yun Zhenyu'. He is the great elder of 'Ziyun Hai'. He is a low-level black practitioner and has the most terrifying combat power in 'Ziyun Hai'.
His son is called ‘Yunfeng’.
This Yunfeng, like his father, is also a madman obsessed with martial arts.
They came to participate in the competition this time, not to compete for the position of the sect leader. Their purpose was simple: to win the title of "number one" in the new generation of "Ziyunhai".
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"You are a grown-up man, but you still love to play tricks." On the second floor of the Donglai Hall, Murong Yelun sighed helplessly.
"Hey, boys and girls, how are you?" Yun Zhenyu said suddenly without giving anyone any room to think...
Almost everyone's faces were covered with black lines at this moment, and their faces were full of doubts and confusion.
I don't know how serious it is.
"Who are these two guys?" Ye Junlin approached Guan Ping and asked in a low voice.
"This is Yun Zhenyu, the great elder of Ziyunhai." Guan Ping wiped the sweat from his forehead and said helplessly.
The direct disciples of the five sect leader candidates have all arrived at this moment.
Jiang Mu, the tenth elder of Ziyunhai who was responsible for hosting this competition, coughed and said awkwardly: "Since all the contestants have arrived, the competition will begin now. First, draw lots..."
After Jiang Mu finished speaking, a wooden box appeared in his hand: "You five, come over and draw lots."
The five people walked over slowly, reached into the box, and pulled out a playing card with a number written on it.
Yunfeng drew 'one', Song Miaoyu 'two', Gao Changgu 'three', Ye Junlin 'four' and Yang Gongcheng 'five'.
Jiang Mu took back his number plate, wrote something on a piece of paper, and then said slowly: "According to the order, the game will be divided into seven games, which are..."
"Oh, Uncle Jiang, don't make it so troublesome. I have a better way to decide the outcome at once..." Yunfeng said carelessly before Jiang Mu could finish.
"Oh? Yunfeng, do you have any good ideas?" Jiang Mu said.
"The way is..." Yunfeng said as he jumped onto the ring with a whoosh, raised his arms and shouted: "I will come on stage first. Whoever of you can beat me will stay on the stage."
"If you are defeated by me, just go down obediently. The last person left behind will be the 'number one'!"
After Yunfeng finished speaking, a smug look appeared on his face.
On the second floor of the Donglai Hall, the elders, including Murong Yelun, frowned slightly. But Yun Zhenyu didn't care at all.
He just heard him shouting loudly: "Feng'er, that's well said! Your father is my role model!"
Sweat, sweat!
"If you have a funny father, then you must have a funny son!" Everyone said in their hearts.
"Uh-" Jiang Mu looked at Murong Yelun who was on the second floor. Murong Yelun nodded gently. Since the sect leader agreed, he had nothing more to say.
Things like rules have always been set by people.
"Since Yunfeng said this, let's change the rules: adopt the 'challenge leader system'. Now Yunfeng is the challenger, whoever can defeat him can become the new challenger, and the last person left on the stage will be the winner.
He is the winner. Note: Everyone has only one chance. As long as you lose once, you are completely defeated." Jiang Mu said solemnly.
"There seems to be some loopholes in this rule!" Ye Junlin was thinking as he quietly approached Yang Gongcheng: "You must be the last one to go up."
"Okay." Yang Gongcheng looked confused, but he agreed without hesitation.
"I'll meet you!" Just when everyone was thinking about the rules, Gao Changgu shouted and jumped onto the ring.
"Cang Gu!"
Luo Yi, who had always been unsmiling, suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.
After Luo Yi shouted, Gao Changgu suddenly came to his senses: "I should be the last one to come up!"
What happened has happened, and it's too late to retreat. The word 'regret' is written all over Gao Changgu's face.
"You have courage! I like it!" A sledgehammer suddenly appeared in Yunfeng's hand. He shouted loudly and hammered it down towards Gao Changgu.
The whole body of Yunfeng's sledgehammer is red, as if it is burning with flames. The body of the hammer is extremely large, about seven feet long. On the handle of the sledgehammer, half a wavy line is faintly visible.
"It's actually a 'semi-spiritual weapon'." Everyone secretly marveled.
Even Ye Junlin's eyes were attracted by the half wave pattern.
"drink!"
Yunfeng's hammer struck down with such force that the mountain collapsed.
Gao Changgu saw it, but was unmoved.
A strange smile appeared on his cold face.
"Netherworld Xuanjia Jue!"
Weird black energy emanated from his body and instantly condensed into a set of pitch-black armor.
"boom!"
Yunfeng's sledgehammer hit him, arousing a burst of spiritual energy that knocked both men back a few steps.
When Ye Junlin saw this scene, his face was full of shock: he knew better than anyone else the origin of this 'Netherworld Mysterious Armor Technique'!
"It seems that Luoyi and the 'Red Ghost Sect' really have a lot of connections!" Ye Junlin thought to himself.
Luo Yi looked at Ye Junlin with interest, a trace of strangeness flashing on his face.
However, it was said that Yunfeng failed to hit the target and became violent instantly like an enraged beast.
"Flame Hammer Technique!"
Yunfeng roared with rage, and large flames suddenly sprouted from the red sledgehammer he was holding tightly. These flames were like pieces of clouds, roaring towards Gao Changgu.
Gao Changgu's stern face finally underwent a subtle change.
The space ring on his hand flickered, and a dark and gloomy dagger appeared in his hand.
"This is?" Ye Junlin seemed very excited because he recognized this dagger-like dagger and it belonged to Luoyi.
"Dark Demon Assault Technique!"
Gao Changgu shouted loudly, and the endless black energy surged around his body...