Gu Zhikun was about to shake his head and refuse, but Tang Haishan took the lead and said, "Elder Zhikun! Isn't your disciple Du Xuan majoring in demon fighting? His lip service is so good. I heard that this time you encountered an assassin on the road, and Du Xuan has been in the limelight, why not let him try it?"
"Brother Haishan's words are so great that my disciples from Demon Valley are not strong enough to compete with martial artists. It's just a life-saving three-legged cat kung fu." Gu Zhikun hurriedly said, afraid that Du Xuan would not be able to stand the agitated general, so he volunteered to fight.
At this time, Du Xuan, who was standing behind Gu Zhikun, stared at Tang Haishan and bowed and smiled: "Gang Master Tang, you are old, and you must know that there is a world of difference between martial arts and demon fights. Are you always saying this? Is it because you angered your seniors just now and want to embarrass me, or are you trying to take this opportunity to kill me?"
Du Xuan didn't speak loudly, but everyone in the hall could hear it clearly and couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.
"Haha, Mr. Du is really smart!" The hall was silent for a moment, and Sun Batian suddenly burst out laughing, "It's better to be careful about the people of the Tang Gang. Bullying a demon cultivator, hum, it's a joke if you tell it!"
"You!" Tang Haishan was speechless and was speechless, but he was helpless when he blew his nose and stared at him.
Old Tong's face darkened and said, "Okay! You are all the best people in ASEAN. Isn't it a joke to young disciples here?"
“Yes, yes.”
"Old Tong is right, we are reckless."
Sun Batian also smiled and quickly apologized, but his heart was very happy, and he still glanced at Tang Haishan who was in anger with pride.
"The Demon Valley has withdrawn, and there are eight bamboo slips here. Come and draw lots." Mr. Tong went straight to the point and said no more.
Soon, the order of the competition was announced.
Wumen and Shangguange won the card of A, Sunjiabao and Jiudian won the card of Yi, Du Fu and Yan clan won the card of C, while Tang Gang and Sha Wangzong won the card of D.
No one else had much objection to this result except Shawang Sect. Especially the Tang Gang, as long as nothing unexpected happened, almost booked a seat for the final decisive battle. The Du Mansion and the Yan Clan did not pose any threat at all, and only Shawang Sect might have to take it seriously.
It is not a big problem for Sunjiabao to make the first round. Although he will face the Wumen, as long as he defeats the Wumen, he will have great hope of winning the new position of leader.
However, the league leader competition is to decide the final winner, and the ranking has no effect at all. Therefore, the draw of lots does not have much practical significance.
The Du Mansion is expected to pass the first round this year, because it is facing the weakest Yan clan, which is barely a progress.
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In the afternoon, the sun shines on the top of the martial soul, but the cold wind blows by the top of the mountain, and it does not appear warm at all in this autumn.
After lunch, everyone gathered here to prepare for the first round of four competitions.
The competition to win the leader of the league naturally requires that you do not harm your life. However, there is no eye to the fist and foot moves, and it is inevitable that you will suffer casualties. Especially the two families that have grudges against each other, they even use harsh moves when they come on the court, hoping to kill and cripple the other party.
The venue for martial arts competitions needs to be very wide, not to mention that the competitions are now all outstanding heroes from the younger generation of ASEAN, so even the martial soul tops that are hundreds of feet long and wide can only accommodate a set of competitions.
The first ones to appear were naturally the Martial disciples and Shangguan Pavilion disciples who drew the A-shaped card.
"Brother Huang Xi, please show mercy." The disciple who went to Shangguan Ge held a spear and took the initiative to show his weakness.
Wu Huangxiu wore a white robe, holding a long stick in his hand, bowed his hand, and said, "Brother Yuntian, please be polite, please."
Wu Huang Xiru is only twenty-nine years old this year, but his cultivation is already at the Eighth Realm of the Dharma and an inner disciple of the Wu Sect. If Du Xuan had been able to practice martial arts at the beginning, he would have a very likely chance of reaching such a level of cultivation, even higher than such achievements.
Although Shangguan Yuntian is only a disciple of Shangguan Pavilion, he is an extremely outstanding young disciple in Shangguan Pavilion. He is only twenty-seven years old this year, and his cultivation has just broken through to the seventh level of Dharma, and he is also a rare martial arts genius.
Without further ado, Shangguan Yuntian, who knew his strength was at a disadvantage, took the lead in taking action. He jumped into the air, holding a spear, and jumped towards Wu Huangxie on the opposite side like a wild horse.
Wu Huang was shy but was slow. He kicked the ground with his toes and flew backwards, and the stick in his hand seemed to be waving casually.
clang!
The hard and straight long stick was like a flexible long snake at this time, pushing away the seemingly domineering spear again and again, forcing Shangguan Yuntian to continuously adjust the sharp edge of the spear.
The direct attack was not possible. Shangguan Yuntian quickly changed his moves, and the spear in his hand was like a cat's claw, and the track was erratic and twitching the long stick.
"This move looks a bit like this." Wu Huang chuckled shyly, still waving the long stick casually, but he easily picked up Shangguan Yuntian's spear attack every time.
He stared at Du Xuan, who was competing on the field, and was amazed in his heart. This martial artist was not only agile, but his moves were endless, and any move could kill people. And these strange moves contained endless power, which was far from comparable to those magic moves he had mastered.
After more than ten rounds, although Shangguan Yuntian seemed brave in the offensive, Wu Huangxiu had been calmly resolving it, and had not even taken the initiative to attack.
With such a competition, everyone watching the game naturally knew the outcome.
"It's almost done."
Suddenly, Wu Huang was facing the spear that was attacking like a tide, but did not block left and right, but instead met him with a long stick in his hand.
Shangguan Yuntian was stunned. He used a wooden stick to the spear made of fine iron? Is Wu Huang so confident?
Soon, Shangguan Yuntian discovered that although the strange long stick seemed to be shooting straight, the stick tip kept cleverly avoiding the spear at an extremely fast speed.
Almost instantly!
The long stick was almost about to hit Shangguan Yuntian's chest, but Wu Huangxiu himself had already turned sideways and avoided the spear that was shooting at him early.
Shangguan Yuntian was shocked and hurriedly turned sideways, avoiding the long sticks that followed one after another, and then tried to swing a spear to split the long stick in front of him.
However, the strange long stick was also extremely flexible even in Wu Huangxiu's hands, which was leaning sideways. The long stick that was originally shot straight suddenly swept across.
Bang!
Shangguan Yuntian, who could no longer dodge, ate a stick, flew away from the distance, and fell heavily to the ground.
"I lost." Shangguan Yuntian struggled to stand up, covered his left waist, and said helplessly.
Du Xuan, who saw it very carefully, was only slowly shocked at this moment. The ordinary long stick was so flexible in Wu Huangxi's hands, and the changes in his moves were simply superb.
The stick that was originally shot directly could avoid the spear tip that had been tricky and accurate so quickly and accurately. In the end, it could immediately change to direct strike to sweep, and even failed to let Shangguan Yuntian avoid it.
Not to mention Wu Huang's shame, even the defeated Shangguan Yuntian knew that he was far from his opponent.
Although the magic spiral thorn is extremely fast and can control the path by the heart, facing the strange and unpredictable spear, it is afraid that it will be picked up in one or two breaths, not to mention the wooden stick in Wu Huangxi's hand.
Wu Huang, a disciple of the Wumen, won easily, and then Sun Xin from Sunjiabao faced Ninth Palace Ninth Palace Ninth Palace.
Sun Xin is the nephew of Sun Bayin, the third elder of Sunjiabao, and the leader of the younger generation of Sunjiabao. She has only been thirty years old for more than a month, and she is already in the eighth level of Dharma cultivation. This conference of the leader of the alliance was also highly expected by Sunjiabao.
Nine Mencius is also quite good. He is the grandson of Jiusan, the deputy sect leader of the Nine Palace. He is now twenty-eight years old and has a cultivation level in the sixth level of Dharma. Among the young disciples of the Nine Palace, he is already the best disciple under the age of thirty.
The battle has not started, and the gap in strength and cultivation between the two sides has become more obvious, so the outcome will naturally be clear.
Sun Xin did not have the kindness of Wu Huangxi, a disciple of Wu's sect, and he forced Nine Mencius to surrender and admit defeat after less than ten moves.
In recent decades, only Wumen, Tang Gang and Sunjiabao have been extremely competitive in the position of leader. Secondly, Shawang Sect can barely cause some trouble for the three of them, and the rest have few opportunities.
The one who fought for Du Mansion was Du Ye, a disciple of a sideline. Now he was twenty-eight years old and had just broken through to the seventh level of Dharma. Du Ye’s ability to make such a breakthrough is also the result of Du Man’s new secret training system.
Over the years, the Du Mansion has not only greatly improved the children's exercise intensity, but also trained and trained the children of the Du Mansion in advance, but also strengthened the cultivation requirements of these young martial arts disciples.
The Yan clan is fighting on the side of the battle, Qi Moyan, the grandson of Qi Yanlie, the third elder of the Yan clan. Now he is twenty-eight years old, and has a cultivation level of the sixth level of Dharma.
The Du Mansion Conquest for the League Leaders' Meeting has almost failed in the first round in the past few decades. This year's draw is extremely favorable and there is great hope of a breakthrough.
Du Xuan, who was watching the game, naturally hoped that the Du family disciples could win, but he knew that with Du Ye's cultivation and strength, he could at most pass the Yan clan level. Facing the next round of the Tang Gang disciples, there was no hope of winning at all.
After dozens of fierce battles, Du Ye still had to be slightly better and pass the level with a dangerous means. Although Du Ye had the seventh level of Dharma cultivation, after all, the breakthrough time was short and the cultivation level had not been fully reflected in his strength.
The last round of the day was between Tang Xuefeng, a disciple of the Tang Gang, and Wang Linglan, a disciple of the Sha Wang Sect.
Tang Xuefeng, a disciple of the Tang Gang, is now twenty-nine years old, and has a cultivation level of the eighth level of Dharma.
However, Wang Linglan is the only woman among the eight people who participated in the battle this time, the granddaughter of Wang Jun, the third elder of the Shawang Sect. He is now twenty-seven years old and has a cultivation level in the seventh level of Dharma.
In terms of cultivation, Tang Xuefeng is naturally better. Although the seventh level of Dharma and the eighth level of Dharma are only one level apart, breaking through each level will bring about a significant increase in strength.
However, Tang Xuefeng entered the eighth realm of Dharma less than a year, and Wang Linglan had entered the seventh realm of Dharma more than two years ago. In the next one or two years, there is great hope of further progress. Therefore, the actual strength of the two is probably not too disparity.
The actual situation also confirmed this point. Tang Xuefeng saw that the other party was a woman and had low cultivation. He was careless and negligent at the beginning, but suffered a lot of losses. Both sides fought for hundreds of rounds, but they failed to decide the outcome.
Fortunately, Tang Xuefeng had a higher cultivation level and was a man, so he was better at long-term battles. In the end, he barely defeated Wang Linglan and did not make the Tang Gang capsize in the gutter.
All four competitions on the first day ended, and the results were all expected.
The next afternoon, two second rounds of competitions began.
Sun Xin of Sunjiabao faces Wu Huangxi of Wu Sect. If Sun Xin can defeat Wu Huangxi, it will almost be considered as the leader of the alliance. However, how can Wu Sect disciples be so easy to defeat?
Facing Sun Xin, Wu Huangxi was not as proud as yesterday. But after a hundred rounds, Wu Huangxi still put the long stick on Sun Xin's chest in a casual manner.
If this round of competition is amazing and everyone, including Du Xuan, nodded and praised it, then the next round of competition is shocking.