"Speaking of this fellow Taoist Li Feiyu is also very brave. He has just participated in the Wucheng Martial Arts Competition for the first time, but he actually dared to provoke the No. 1 Xuan Fighter in Xuan City in public. He is also a very good seedling, worthy of the Lord of Chenyang to cultivate one or two." Erqi glanced at the Xuan Fighter below and said calmly.

After hearing this, Qin Yuan smiled unabashedly, and a trace of unpredictable expression flashed in his eyes when he looked at Chen Yang.

"What Lord Er said is that Qingyang City is not as good as the other three cities, and its foundation is still shallow. Some good seedlings need to be cultivated well." Chen Yang said with a smile on his face.

Having said that, he knew in his heart that Feng Wuchen would definitely not give him the opportunity to cultivate "Li Feiyu" in the future, and all this could only depend on him.

Han Li and others did not pay attention to the situation on the high platform. After the audience bought the bet, the battle between the "Dan" and "Kun" platform had begun.

Since there is no suspense in Zhu Ziyuan's battle against Jin Gong on the Ganzitai, and the odds are set very low, so there are very few people who bet on the betting stage there, and most of them bet on the Han Li vs. Feng Wuchen.

Han Li and Feng Wuchen, one is an unknown newcomer in the Xuan Fighting Arena, at most a dark horse that entered the top 16, and the other is the chief combat power of Yicheng, which is in full swing. The difference between the two is obvious, so Han Li's odds are far higher than Feng Wuchen.

The higher the odds, the smaller the chance of winning. Therefore, almost more than 90% of the people who bet here are betting on Feng Wuchen.

As for the remaining less than 10% of the people, most of them were those who watched Han Li’s previous two battles. Their bet on him was not acknowledging his strength, but more of them were lucky enough to win the big bet.

Amid the cheers of the audience on the stands, Gu Qianxun and other non-strifes of Xuan fought back all retreated to the "Xun" and "Gen" stations near the two "Qiankun" stations.

Before leaving, Gu Qianxun suddenly sent a message to Han Li and said, "Fellow Daoist Li, if possible, please severely damage Feng Wuchen. It would be better if he could kill him. There will be a good reward in the future."

"Haha, fellow Taoist Gu really respects Li... but judging by Feng Wuchen's attitude, he didn't plan to fight peacefully with me. Since that's the case, I naturally won't be lenient." Han Li replied with a smile.

He roughly knew a little about the grudge between Gu Qianxun and Zhi Xuancheng, so he didn't find it strange.

"Then wait for the good news for fellow Daoist Li." After Gu Qianxun said that, he jumped on the Gen platform in the distance.

In the stands, although Du Long and others' injuries have not recovered, they are generally able to act on their own. So they all gathered together today to watch the battle between Han Li and Feng Wuchen.

Among them, the ones who were most injured were Tu Gang, who was the first to fight Duan Tong, and Yi Liya, who had just fought with Feng Wuchen.

Both of them need help from others before they can come to the stands.

After everyone sat down, Yao Li looked at Han Li at Kun's desk, his eyes a little unstable.

When he first met Han Li in the Xuan Fighting Arena in Qingyang City, he could not see any advantage of the average human race, but Gu Qianxun attached great importance to it.

Now it seems that she is indeed her own slutty. This fellow Taoist Li is much stronger than she thought. It is no wonder that Gu Qianxun reminded her early on that even if she doesn’t like Li Feiyu, don’t deliberately make grudges and anger him.

"Fellow Daoist Poison Dragon, do you think Fellow Daoist Li is sure to win?" Yao Li asked the poison dragon beside him.

After hearing this, the poisonous dragon glanced at Yi Liya beside him with a embarrassed expression, and said, "This... is really hard to say. When I was in Qingyang City before, this fellow Taoist Li hid his strength, so I can't see it..."

"Hmph, so what if you hide your strength? Even Gu Qianxun may not be Feng Wuchen's opponent. He also wants to have a chance to win? I'm delusional!" Yi Liya was in a very bad mood and snorted coldly.

"Haha, if you can't beat me, you can't say that others can't... I don't know if Fellow Daoist Li can beat me, but Fellow Daoist Gu will definitely beat him." After hearing this, Yao Li sneered and mocked mercilessly.

"Fellow Daoist Gu should defeat Fang Chan first, and then talk about the others." Yi Liya said disdainfully.

When Yao Li heard this, she was suffocated and felt angry, but she couldn't vent her feelings.

Gu Qianxun did lose to Fang Chan back then. Now it is probably difficult to beat him...

"You two should stop arguing, both mysterious fights are about to begin." Poison Dragon coughed lightly and reminded.

Yao Li snorted coldly, turned her head and stopped talking.

"This time I want to see if you can still be lucky..." Yi Liya murmured to himself in a low voice.

A little far away from everyone, the Crab Taoist also sat in the crowd.

He heard Yi Liya's words, frowned slightly, turned his head and glanced at him, shook his head and chuckled without saying a word.

...

The two Xuan Doutais of "Qiankun" are facing each other from afar, and the four Xuan Dous who participated in the battle have all stood still.

With the appearance of the two referees, the cheers of the audience in the stands gradually subsided.

On the Qiantai stage, Zhu Ziyuan was covered in bone armor as white as snow, holding a long bone spear in his hand, with a bright light on it, obviously containing the powerful star power, which is a very powerful star weapon.

The man standing opposite him was tall and two feet tall, with a high muscle and a layer of green fluff on it. He looked like a strong green ape, but he was Jin Gong who came out of Xuancheng with him.

Jin Gong put a white bone fist glove on his right arm, which seemed to be sewn from some kind of animal skin, and was inlaid with star bones of different sizes. Although it was not as good as the star instrument level, it seemed to be not vulgar.

After the referee standing in the middle announced the rules of the game, he announced that the Xuan Dou began and withdrew from the Xuan Dou stage by himself.

"roar……"

Jin Gong heard a roar that was almost a beast from his mouth, and he stomped his feet with his fists tightly.

With a loud "boom", the earth shook, and more than 80 mysterious orifices on Jin Gong's body lit up one after another. A powerful qi rushed out on his body and swept out in all directions.

A starry light also lit up on the fist gloves he carried on his right hand, and the flowing light gathered at the end of the fist, shining brightly.

"I've told you more than once, right? The leak of momentum will only cause the power of the boxing gloves to be lost. It is of no use except for being better-looking." Zhu Ziyuan looked at this scene coldly and reminded with an expressionless face.

When Jin Gong heard this, his face changed slightly. He took a deep breath from his mouth. The energy emitted from his body suddenly became much more restrained, and it seemed as if he had insufficient energy and suddenly lost his strength.

But as long as you are a discerning person, you can see at a glance that the starlight on his boxing gloves has become much more solid and restrained.

"It's almost the same, but unfortunately it's not enough..." Zhu Ziyuan nodded first, then shook his head and said.

After hearing this, Jin Gong couldn't help but look bitter on his face.

The two of them didn't look like they were fighting on the Xuan Fighting Arena, but they seemed to be fighting on weekdays. Zhu Ziyuan looked like he was guiding Jin Gong to practice, and he didn't look at all distorted.

"Okay, it's almost the same, come on." After a while, Zhu Ziyuan finally said.

After he said this, Jin Gong nodded, stepped on the steps of the sway, rushed out and called him.

Seeing this, the audience in the stands felt speechless and booed for a moment.

...

On the other side, Han Li and Feng Wuchen were also confronting each other from a distance.

Feng Wuchen was wearing a white dress, and was still holding his willow-leaf narrow sword in his hand. He stood sideways, with a bit of outspoken temperament, which made the audience in the stands applaud.

Han Li was wearing a simple black suit, his hands were slightly clogged in his sleeves, standing there in a row, not looking very nervous.

"Before I'll give you a chance to kneel down and beg for mercy. Otherwise, if you want to beg for mercy later, I'm afraid you will be difficult for you to speak." Feng Wuchen's face was deserted and he said lightly.

"If you want to fight, you can beat me, there is no need to say much nonsense." Han Li said with a chuckling.

"Okay, you are seeking death by yourself, but you can't blame others." Feng Wuchen said with a cold expression.

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of mysterious orifices on his legs lit up first, and his legs leaped forward at the same time, and his figure disappeared blurredly in an instant.

In the stands around, everyone was dazzled and couldn't help but exclaim.

Han Li's eyes were shining with light, but he could see it very clearly. The moment he jumped out, he also moved.

The mysterious orifice on his legs also lit up instantly, and the feathering ascension power began to operate. His feet were also blurred, and his figure also disappeared from the spot.

As soon as his figure disappeared, a loud bang came from the place where he was standing. Hundreds of slender snow-white sword lights as thin as willow leaves were stirring and exploded there.

Feng Wuchen's figure swept past there without stopping, and rushed towards Han Li who was avoiding it. He stabbed out quickly and fiercely with another sword. Countless sword lights condensed by the power of stars splashed out, which made people dazzling.

For a moment, two blurred figures on the Xuandou platform chased and hid, and kept dodging, and the sword light burst out like a firecracker.

At first, I looked lively, but it became boring when I was too many times. The stands suddenly booed and they all started to drink.

Feng Wuchen suffocated and stopped. His eyes were staring at Han Li who was also stopping in the distance. He almost burst into flames. He originally thought that he was better than speed, and with this advantage alone, he could only suppress Han Li to fight. But he didn't expect that the other party's speed was not slow. Even if he barely increased his speed, it would not be of much significance.

"What's the ability to just hide?" Feng Wuchen sneered.
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