Although he is arrogant and fierce in the sect, he also respects the strong.
"Hu Yiba, Junior Brother Le. Which one of you will go up? If you want to hit the top three, you must pass me."
Zhou Xing was still standing on the stage.
Still fighting?
All the disciples in the audience were stunned and in disbelief.
"Senior Brother Zhou, I'm coming."
A handsome young man with flowing long hair fell onto the stage.
Zhou Xing versus Le Feng!
The duel between the two immediately attracted everyone's interest.
One is an outside talent who is rising strongly, and the other is a dark horse who is shining like a comet.
Le Feng stood on the stage, looking at the unstoppable Zhou Xing opposite, with extremely complicated emotions.
"Junior Brother Le, before we fight, I want to thank you for giving me the opportunity to fight the Iron Brown Bear, as well as the Outer Sect Trade Fair, and the Yuanzhu Grass you gave me..."
Zhou Xing said with a sincere face.
Although at this moment, the two are competitors, and Le Feng even resorted to some tricks.
But deep down in his heart, Zhou Xing does not hate Le Feng.
Competing with the top three will not only give you extremely generous rewards, but it will also be an opportunity to leap over the dragon's gate.
If you have the ability, who wouldn’t fight?
Within the permission of the rules, Le Feng launched a wheel-and-wheel battle against Zhou Xing. This was a fight for fate.
"grateful?"
Le Feng murmured, realizing these two words.
Zhou Xing said silently in his heart: Thank you for the iron brown bear mission, you brought me generous contribution points and yuan stones; thank you for the battle with the Bear King, and the "Ling Yun Step", which made up for my body skills; and thank you for that piece of yuan.
Pearl Grass, let me advance to the level of Bronze Skin Dacheng faster.
If any of these links were missing, Zhou Xing might not be as strong as he is today.
The details and charm in it are not enough for outsiders to understand.
With Le Feng's intelligence, he could probably think of something from the word "thank you".
"In the past, I admired your talent and strength, Junior Brother Le. Today, I am honored to meet you in this 'battle of fate'."
After Zhou Xing finished speaking, the boxing technique was in full flow and was operating silently.
"Ling Yun Bu!"
As their eyes intertwined, their bodies moved quickly.
Swish! Swish!
Two elegant and extremely fast figures missed each other on the competition stage.
The two attacks failed at the same time!
"The movement technique is exactly the same!"
"They are both "Ling Yun Step", and the level of fire is similar."
The disciples below all looked at this strange battle with astonishment on their faces.
On stage.
Two figures with almost identical footwork intersect on the field, like a person dancing in front of a mirror.
After several passes, neither of them managed to hit.
Yun Sha Fist!
Zhou Xing took the lead in breaking the balance, stimulating the power of the mysterious heart and suddenly speeding up a few points.
call!
He suddenly came closer and punched out the evil cloud of Mohu. The air flow exploded, and the invisible power of the evil energy caused the energy and blood in Dele Feng's body to stagnate.
Amplify yourself with evil energy and suppress your opponents.
——This is the advantage of "Yunsha Fist" as a branch of Zhenzong Kung Fu.
"Soul-Chasing Sword!"
The broken sword in Le Feng's hand drew a long and narrow cold arc, bringing out an afterimage of the sword's light, making it unclear.
At the same time, his footwork combined with the strange cuts of his swordsmanship.
Bangpeng!
The fists and swords crossed each other in mid-air.
Among them, Le Feng's body gracefully took a few steps back.
Huh!
Zhou Xing was slightly surprised that the attack just now did not suppress the opponent.
After thinking about it for a moment, he quickly understood that through Le Feng's clever coordination of swordsmanship and footwork, the blow was not a complete head-on collision, and even tried to cut through.
only.
Zhou Xing's punch was too powerful, and Le Feng's skillful use of it did not go smoothly.
On the other side, Le Feng felt his arms go numb and his heart was frightened. In the confrontation just now, he was not completely head-on, so he suffered a bit.
Ding Ding! Dang Peng!
The two of them performed dozens of moves in succession on the competition stage, which was dazzling to watch.
When it comes to body skills, both of them are masters of "Ling Yun Step".
However, Le Feng has been practicing this footwork for a longer period of time and has realized its essence. The footwork appears more elegant and perfectly matches the sword technique.
Zhou Xing is slightly inferior in terms of elegance and subtlety; but he has a physical advantage and outperforms his opponent in terms of absolute speed.
Bronze Statue Kung Fu! Yun Sha Fist!
Zhou Xing's arms have a layer of simple copper patterns, which have reached the level of copper bars, and his boxing skills and strength have further improved.
Dangdang!
After several consecutive blows, Zhou Xing was able to force him hard, beating Le Feng to the point where he was defeated and his blood boiled.
After fifty moves.
Le Feng's hand holding the sword went numb, and with a "clang" sound, the broken sword fell to the ground.
"Junior Brother Zhou, I lost."
Le Feng looked ashamed and fell off the stage.
He suddenly regretted his plan of launching a wheel battle against Zhou Xing.
"Hu Yiba!"
Zhou Xing looked at the fierce man with yin and yang heads in the audience with a smile on his face.
Hu Yiba, the top player in the outer sect, was fourth in the last competition and almost entered the inner sect.
"Zhou Xing!"
Hu Yiba took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Hu is impressed by your strength and courage. If I read correctly, your goal is no longer the top three."
"Yes, number one is my goal."
Zhou Xing did not deny it.
Wow!
There was a commotion on the field, and all the disciples looked at Zhou Xing in surprise and excitement.
Fight for first place!
I'm afraid this is the only person who dares to take the first place openly and honestly outside of the two-dragon battle for supremacy.
If it were in the knockout rounds, everyone would feel that Zhou Xing was overestimating his abilities.
but now.
Zhou Xing defeated the three powerful factions Yuan Beitong, Cheng Yun, and Le Feng in a row, and he was able to do so with ease.
If everything goes well, it won't be difficult for him to defeat Hu Yiba again.
This strength is so terrifying.
"Haha, it's getting more and more fun. This guy is indeed qualified to challenge us."
Nangong Li slapped the folding fan in his hand.
Duan Xiaolong looked serious, looked at Zhou Xing, nodded and said: "First, there is one more opponent."
The two dragons fighting for hegemony all recognized Zhou Xing's strength.
this moment,
The place suddenly became excited, and many eyes were fixed on this dark horse from the outer sect.
He has gone all the way and is now in the top three. Is he expected to win the first place?
If it can, this will be a great miracle for the outer sect!
"You must succeed..."
Mu Xueqing clenched her fists tightly, as if she had returned to her childhood memories of that strong boy standing beside her, standing up for herself.
"Brother Yu, if you can succeed, I may be able to convince my parents to help us!"
There was a trace of mist in Mu Xueqing's bright eyes.
Hope arose in her heart.
Before, she made the biggest decision to cut ties with Zhou Xing, which was mostly due to the pressure from her family and parents.
"Zhou Xing."
Hu Yiba laughed at himself: "You are indeed the number one swordsman. What we did before is really nothing to mention, and we fell into the inferior position. Hu is deeply ashamed and has no intention of fighting with you. It is better to... pave the way for you!"
"
paving?
Zhou Xing was startled.
"I challenge the first place, Duan Xiaolong!"
Hu Yiba took a deep breath, shook the Overlord Halberd in his hand, and pointed directly at the first name on the formation board.
Challenge Duan Xiaolong!
The court was once again in an uproar, looking at Hu Yiba in great surprise.
Zhou Xing was also surprised.
Paving the way for you?
Hu Yiba, an outsider bully, actually made such a decision.
"good."
Duan Xiaolong looked calm, his body swayed, and he landed on the competition stage.
Zhou Xing looked weird and had no choice but to step off the stage.
On stage.
Duan Xiaolong and Hu Yiba are about to start a battle.
"The overlord will never return!"
The Overlord Halberd in Hu Yiba's hand swept away, bringing with it huge power and deep inner breath. There was a sense of domineering and heroic spirit in his moves that would never return.
Off stage.
Zhou Xing, Le Feng and others were moved by it.
In terms of strength and strong internal energy, Hu Yiba is still above Le Feng, and the Overlord Halberd in his hand is still a semi-treasure weapon.
"You are qualified to let me use the sword."
Duan Xiaolong held a simple broadsword in his hand. With a slight shake, the sword's light flashed, and the faint sound of electric shock could be heard.
Before the sword was released, everyone present felt the pressure of a huge wave coming.
"This feeling of oppression is comparable to the refining stage..."
All the disciples were stunned and speechless.
This is the first time Duan Xiaolong has used a knife since he participated in the competition.
The sword was slashed out, dragging a shadow of the sword light, and a dazzling sword light was vaguely visible to the naked eye, and it flashed away in the violent air current.
In mid-air, there was a faint sound of thunder.
Dang~
The Overlord's Halberd, which was as heavy as Wanjun, collided head-on with the Thunder Blade. All the disciples present felt their energy and blood boiling, and their minds were shaking.
"This knife!"
Hu Yiba turned pale in horror and took a few steps back, his arms numb.
Duan Xiaolong held the ancient sword in his hand and remained motionless; while Hu Yiba's clothes were somewhat damaged and torn.
"The Overlord Dances!"
There was a hint of madness in Hu Yiba's eyes, and the Overlord Halberd in his hand roared and danced wildly, creating a wild stream of shadows, almost causing a small whirlwind.
Clang clang clang!
In an instant, the Overlord Halberd and the simple sword clashed several times in mid-air.
Buzz!
In the final blow, the sword in Duan Xiaolong's hand was as bright as thunder and thunderous, possessing supernatural power.
Dangchi——
A terrifying knife struck the Overlord Halberd, causing sparks to fly out, directly cutting out a half-inch gap.
Wow!
Hu Yiba vomited blood and fell back several feet, leaving a trail of blood and burn marks on his shoulders.
"That sword seemed to bring out thunder and lightning. I'm afraid this is beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts..."
Zhou Xing looked solemn.
Duan Xiaolong, the reputation of the outer sect's number one combat force is a bit more terrifying than imagined.
I'm afraid that those who are almost in the Zang refining stage may not be his opponent!
"Thunder Blade!"
"This man has actually mastered the "Thunder Sword" to the point where he is close to perfection. This kind of understanding is rare even in the inner sect."
On the stage, some senior members of the sect expressed surprise and suspicion.
"Zhou Xing, I can only do this one step." Hu Yiba stumbled and came down from the stage.
Zhou Xing's body was full of fighting spirit, and he felt the mysterious heart in his body beating faster with excitement.
He was just about to take the stage to challenge.
"Wait a minute." came a familiar voice.
Zhou Xing looked sideways and saw that the person who spoke was Le Feng.
"I have one more chance to challenge. I challenge the number one ranked Nangong Li!"
Le Feng took the stage.
Um?
Nangong Li was stunned, his body flipped in the air and landed on the stage.
"Le Feng is going to..."
Zhou Xing was startled and a little surprised.
"Senior Brother Zhou, if I had known you were capable of fighting for first place, I wouldn't have resorted to such means. Just think of it as my compensation."
Le Feng came on stage silently, with long hair flowing, and met Nangong Li, the first genius of the outer sect, facing the wind.
Tushan, Xixin Peak, the top of the mountain has beautiful scenery.
"Let's hurry up. If we miss the time and fail to reach the top of the mountain, it will be a lifelong regret." A middle-aged man said.
"Exactly, we need to hurry up."
"Go quickly, go quickly" several voices echoed, and then they quickened their pace and ran towards the mountain. There were eight people in this group, the older one
They are already sixty years old, and the youngest is only seventeen or eighteen years old. They are all wearing coarse cloth and short clothes. They are holding a long sword, showing that they are swordsmen.
"Madam, look, there are so many people on the mountain paths to Xixin Peak today. Are there any rare and strange sights on the mountain? I am here in Tai
I have lived at the foot of the mountain for half my life and have never seen it before. Let me go and have a look." A man wiped the sweat from his forehead and put down the hoe in his hand.
Boss, it was this farmer who spoke.
"Oh, madam, please spare my life." I saw the man howling, his left ear already being pulled red.
"You stupid pig, look at how these people are dressed, and all of them carry knives and guns. It's obvious that they are martial arts people who use knives and guns. Where are these rough guys?
Do you have the pleasure of climbing to the top to admire the scenery?" A woman in peasant clothes shouted at the man.
The woman spat, and a stream of thick phlegm fell into the field. She continued: "They are swarming like this today, so there must be nothing good going on. How many do you have?"
How dare you go up the mountain with a small life? When you are stabbed to death by random knives, it will be too late for you to call your ancestors!" After listening to this, the farmer felt that what she said was reasonable.
Thinking about it carefully, if he went up the mountain and was immediately cut into several pieces, he would not even know how he died, and he would break out in cold sweat.
The eight people who were going up the mountain heard the sound, stopped for a moment to look at the middle-aged farmer couple, smiled, and passed by the couple.
Then he ran up the mountain again. As soon as he ran, he saw a group of people on the mountain road in front of him wearing strange clothes, red and green, all wearing cloth robes.
"I didn't expect that the Four Elephants Sect of the illusion sect would also join in the fun!" The middle-aged man among the eight people stopped and said this, with a tone of voice.
Very dissatisfied.
"Master Cui, I have long admired your name." The middle-aged man said to a white-haired Taoist priest in red robes.
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. It turns out that Yan Xifeng, the head of the Kongtong Sect, is also here. Our sect has always studied the mysterious laws of heaven and earth. It is difficult for Xixin Peak to flourish for thousands of years today."
As soon as they met, he brought his disciple Tu Zhao to join in the fun. I didn’t know whether the leader of the Great Sword Sect, Yan, brought his disciples to secretly learn swordsmanship? Or did he come to worship?
Master, I would like to ask for advice." It was Cui Buyou, the head of the Sixiang Sect, who said this.
When Cui Buyou said this, his tone was very slow. Yan Xifeng's face turned red, knowing that the other party was making fun of him. When his subordinates saw their master being humiliated, they immediately pulled out the
The sword was unsheathed. There was anger on his face.
Yan Xifeng waved his hand and signaled his disciples to put away their swords. He snorted, "The devil is crooked, even you don't dare to make trouble on the top of the mountain!" He then led his disciples.
We went straight to the top of the mountain. It turned out that the Four Elephant Sect behaved strangely and was good at some weird spells. They were also not afraid of dead people and rotting corpses, and could often summon spirits and rotting corpses to come back to life.
He was born and walked upright. Therefore, he was regarded as evil and crooked by outsiders. Yan Xifeng had always hated evil and wanted to ridicule the people of Sixiang Sect. Unexpectedly, he
Instead, he was humiliated. The Sixiang disciples laughed loudly and followed him.
After another moment of running, Yan Xifeng vaguely heard the noise in front of him, and thought to himself: I must be not far from the top of the mountain. This Xixin Peak is called
It is the most dangerous peak in Tushan Mountain, and it is well-deserved. The mountain road is winding and winding, which is really demanding on physical strength. But it is also great to catch up with this grand event today.
It's worth it." Thinking of this, Yan Xifeng smiled slightly and said to his disciples: We are now at the top of Xixin Peak. We will meet with the leaders of each faction later.
Understand etiquette and don’t let others look down upon you!”
"Yes, please listen to Master's teachings." Disciple Ning said.
Sure enough, after only running for a short while, I saw clouds and mist shrouding the mountain, and the mountain was full of rare and rare grasses. Then I reached the top of the mountain. "Ah, Dong Dong
The head of Pai Yan has also arrived." I saw the crowd surging, and then these words came out from the crowd, and I didn't know who it was. This chapter has been completed!
