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Chapter Eleven No suspense

Chen Yuxiang's body rushed towards the ten huge sword lights that almost covered the entire front at a speed faster than those sword lights.

Under the observation of the Sharingan, the seemingly extremely fast sword light was ridiculously slow. Without using any power of the Demonic Immortal Golden Body, Chen Yuxiang floated out from the gaps in the sword light like catkins.

Pass.

Under his feet, he was stepping on the Cold Smoke Steps taught to him by Qing'er!

Everyone in the stands saw their eyes blurred as Chen Yuxiang passed through the heavy sword blockade and continued to rush towards the people of Qiufeng Society!

"What!"

Yan Ziling's eyes widened in disbelief: "How is this possible? How is this possible!"

The golden elixir monk who served as the referee naturally understood Chen Yuxiang's series of actions, and the corners of his mouth trembled involuntarily: "To be able to use Han Yan Step to this extent, this kid is really extraordinary!"

While Yan Ziling was in a daze, Chen Yuxiang had already rushed in front of him!

The ten members of the Qiufeng Society stood together. When they saw Chen Yuxiang breaking through the sword radiance blockade, they all shouted angrily. The ten Qingling Swords with various dazzling sword radiances came over Chen Yuxiang's body!

Chen Yuxiang let out a long laugh, and brought out a blur of his body in front of everyone. After quickly circling around everyone, he stopped in front of everyone.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang..."

Every member of the Qiufeng Society felt their wrists go numb at the same time, and the flying swords in their hands fell to the ground involuntarily. Ten Qingling Swords collided with each other on the ground, and the crisp chirping sound echoed all over the ground.

In one move, all the members of Qiu Feng Club were knocked off their flying swords by Chen Yuxiang!

From the time Yan Ziling's sword light was released first to the time Chen Yuxiang knocked out 10 people's flying swords, less than a breath of time passed! And the audience in the audience couldn't see Chen Yuxiang's movements clearly at all!

The 10 members of the Qiufeng Club stood there blankly, and they had no idea what was happening. Everyone's wrist veins were extremely painful. They knew that if it was not a competition between sects, but a life and death confrontation, their own

I'm afraid this hand will be useless long ago...

After the sudden silence in the stands, a huge roar suddenly erupted again.

"Oh my god! One move!"

"With just one move, Qiu Feng Society was defeated!"

"Exaggeration! It's too exaggerated!"

"I didn't see anything clearly. How did Senior Brother Chen do it?"

"..."

In the stands, the excited monks in the Qi Refining Stage were talking a lot. It was obvious that Senior Brother Chen was much more powerful than when he set up traps to gain points a few months ago...

And Chen Yuxiang's fighting style is remembered by people again. That's right! Senior Brother Chen is originally the best at combining secular martial arts, Five Elements Taoism and magic weapon attacks...

Ignoring the 10 monks from the Qiufeng Society who were as dumb as a chicken, Chen Yuxiang turned around calmly, looked at the referee and said: "Senior! Is this game over?"

The referee looked at Chen Yuxiang with a strange expression, but did not answer. But he thought to himself, he is a rookie after all! There is no such thing in the rules of the club challenge.

The rules of the club challenge are not to end after winning one and a half moves, but to beat the opponent to the ground. Unless the opponent voluntarily admits defeat, as long as there are still people left standing in the field, the game will be over.

Just keep going!

"Isn't it over?" Chen Yuxiang seemed a little unclear, scratching his head and saying: "But I have obviously defeated them. Even if they have the magic weapon, now they don't have the magic weapon, is there any suspense in this game?"

Yan Ziling stood there in a daze. He knew that he was really overconfident this time! This guy named Chen Yuxiang was an absolute piece of iron!

If he loses this game and cannot participate in the club challenge for ten years, it means that he, Yan Ziling, ruined the Qiufeng Club!

Seeing Chen Yuxiang turn around, a stern look suddenly appeared on Yan Ziling's face!

For the sake of Qiufeng Society, he didn’t care about his face!

"Boom!" The huge fist was covered with strong metallic spiritual power fluctuations. Yan Ziling suddenly punched Chen Yuxiang's back. At such a close distance, almost in an instant,

The fist has already reached Chen Yuxiang's back!

Seeing this scene, even the referee at the peak of the Golden Core Stage was shocked. At such a close distance, even if he wanted to stop it, it was too late!

"Seeking death!" Chen Yuxiang seemed to have eyes behind him. He suddenly squatted down and dodged his fist, and at the same time, he swept back with his sweeping leg and hit Yan Ziling hard!

"Peng!"

Yan Ziling's punch missed, but his body was kicked up hard, flying backwards like a cannonball, and hit the light screen heavily, and even the light screen was shaken violently by the impact.

one time.

"ah!"

Yan Ziling fell from the light curtain to the ground of the high platform. He only felt the excruciating pain in his legs, and couldn't help but howl loudly! He knew that his legs had been kicked to pieces by Chen Yuxiang, and he wanted to completely

Recovery will take at least several months.

The remaining members of the Qiufeng Society stood there looking at each other, not knowing what to do. It was obvious that Yan Ziling's injury had greatly shocked them.

However, Chen Yuxiang obviously would not give them another chance to take action. He quickly flew out like a phantom and kicked everyone on the buttocks of everyone who was standing there. His speed was too fast. The audience in the stands looked like,

They flew up almost at the same time, hitting the light curtain like cannonballs. When everyone fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and their breath became extremely weak.

But it was only then that the audience reacted again and started talking about it!

"Qiu Feng Club, just failed like this?"

"Two moves! Just two moves in total!"

"It's so powerful! It's so powerful!"

"Eh? Why do I think Senior Brother Chen is using the Little Princess' Cold Smoke Step?"

"..."

On the high platform, when the referee at the peak of the golden elixir stage saw that the winner had been decided, he immediately shouted loudly: "The challenge is over! The Sword Alliance has won! The Qiufeng Society will not be allowed to participate in the club challenge for ten years!" After saying this, several spells were heard.

As soon as the secret was played, the light curtain disappeared immediately!

There were dozens of members of the Qiufeng Club present. When the light curtain disappeared, many members immediately rushed to the high platform to rescue their injured companions, while some chose to leave directly. These people were determined to leave Qiufeng.

Club!

How can a club like this be able to retain people if it has been unable to participate in club challenges for 10 years and has no chance of receiving club rewards?

"Haha! We won!"

At this time, everyone in the Sword Alliance cheered loudly. Looking at Chen Yuxiang, who was standing proudly on the high platform, the excitement in his eyes was clearly visible.

Even Shangguan Bing'er, who has always had a cold expression in front of outsiders, has a look that cannot be concealed in her beautiful eyes: "This guy! He is getting more and more interesting..."

Chocobo reacted very quickly at this time, shouting loudly: "Sign up! Sign up on the spot! On-site interview! The number of places is limited, first come, first served!"

Hearing Chocobo's words, the monks in the stands immediately rushed over, and in an instant, everyone in the Sword Alliance was surrounded.

With the support of their companions, the ten injured members of the Qiufeng Society left Challenge Field No. 1 in silence. The expressions on their faces were more desolate than the autumn wind and lonelier than the fireworks. However, no one paid attention to their departure.

.

Everyone knows that Qiu Feng Club, a long-established club with a long tradition, will probably never be able to make its mark from today onwards...




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