Everyone at the scene looked over and couldn't help but take a breath.
I saw Wang Yuanjian, who was originally wearing a white shirt and had a cool posture, now half-kneeling on the ground, with disheveled hair and blood stains on his body.
There is a bloody hole the size of an egg on the abdomen, and even the internal organs can be seen, which is shocking!
The most famous Wang Yuan Sword in the southeastern martial arts world, which was on the Tiger List at the third level, was unable to block the two swords of Jiang Chi, a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect!
Is the gap between the martial arts in the Southeast and the martial arts in the Central Plains already so big?
Jiang Chi looked at Wang Yuanjian, who was covered in blood and was in a state of embarrassment. He did not continue to draw the sword, but said calmly, "You can take two of my swords without losing your life. Your strength is already considered considerable. If you meet other disciples of the Central Plains sect,
There is still no hope of victory.”
"ah!"
Wang Yuanjian suddenly roared.
Just when everyone thought he would fight for Jiang Chi, he suddenly turned around and ran away from the stage, then hid his face all the way down the mountain and ran away!
He couldn't accept this ending.
For the proud Wang Yuanjian, his original goal was to get first place in the Skyfire Conference and make the Ice Soul Sect famous, but he didn't want to suffer such a disastrous defeat!
He couldn't accept this ending. He couldn't imagine the way everyone looked at him. He was too embarrassed to face his companions in Jiangcheng, so he ran away down the mountain!
Wang Yuanjian's sudden move made Jiang Chi, who had always been calm, look shocked.
However, he quickly reacted, put the matter behind him, looked at the people at Chizhu Peak with a blank expression, and then walked directly off the stage.
At this time, everyone in the audience was already excited. The voice that the martial arts of the Central Plains was stronger than that of the Southeast had completely overwhelmed the other side and gained an absolute advantage.
"The heroes of the Central Plains are more than a step ahead of those from the Southeast!"
"Wang Yuanjian is already one of the few capable figures in the southeastern martial arts world. If he is so vulnerable, won't Chizhu Peak lose even more miserably?"
"Tsk tsk, if you don't tell me, it's true. The opponents of Chizhu Peak are not only the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect, but also Baihua Sword Sect, Mingjian Villa, Golden Bell Sect..."
Thinking that Chizhu Peak had offended so many Central Plains sects, even Jiang Chi named him and said he wanted to clear the obstacles.
Many people looked at Chizhu Peak with a hint of pity.
At this time, the thin old man Huang Jifeng was finally about to draw lots for token No. 13.
"The opponent of No. 13 Chizhu Peak is No. 57 Oriental Ape Peak."
Not to mention the two aboriginal disciples at Man-Ape Peak, their cultivation level is really average, and their assisting fist is also a third-level disciple of a little-known sect.
Seeing this, Li Bingqiang and Yang Zhe became more energetic and proposed to Liu Mang to prepare for the game.
They also knew that the enemy would get stronger the further they hit, and it would be difficult for them to take action again, so they prepared to take this opportunity to experience the sense of participation.
Liu Mang's request to the two senior brothers was all right. After all, as long as he did not fall, Chizhu Peak would not lose.
The first battle at Chizhu Peak immediately became the focus of the audience.
Many enemies of Chizhu Peak have never seen Chizhu Peak take action, and they are ready to observe with blazing eyes.
Li Bingqiang walked onto the martial arts stage, politely exchanged names with the disciples from the Oriental Ape Peak opposite, and then started fighting.
The two of you punched each other and kicked each other, and it was so exciting to fight against each other. It was like meeting an opponent and meeting a good talent.
However, an expert can tell if there is a problem as soon as he strikes. Everyone present saw Li Bingqiang's boxing skills and strength and roughly understood his strength, and they were disappointed.
"Is this the oldest disciple of Chizhu Peak? It can't be possible. The disciples of Mingsu are so weak?"
"I am a hero and my son is a lot of rubbish, even famous masters may not be able to teach every disciple!"
On the martial arts stage, Li Bingqiang and his opponent exchanged hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye, making everyone at the scene drowsy.
"Flying into the dream!"
Li Bingqiang used all his strength to throw a simple straight punch, hitting his opponent directly in the chest and knocking him down. In the end, he won the first match with difficulty!
This is destined to be a victory without applause or praise.
However, Li Bingqiang's expression remained as usual, sitting cross-legged on the ground, waiting for his second opponent.
Li Bingqiang consumed a lot of energy in the first game, so he took a defensive stance in the second game.
However, Ren Yuanfeng's opponent was very impatient after losing the first game. Li Bingqiang found a flaw and hit the waist, quickly winning the second game.
In the third game, Li Bingqiang did not hesitate to fight more and more bravely. After continuing to fight for hundreds of rounds, he actually defeated Ren Yuanfeng's assisting punch and won three consecutive victories!
Everyone in the Chizhu Peak lineage applauded and applauded, and the young senior sister Huang Saixian even blushed with excitement.
The scene was filled with boos, and many people made sarcastic comments.
"What is this about David and Goliath?"
"It's so boring that I dozed off watching it!"
"The luck of Chizhu Peak cannot always be so good. If we meet a weaker one this time, I'm afraid it will end tragically!"
After Chizhu Peak came on stage, many more peaks came on stage.
Almost all the original disciples of each peak have become foils, and the strength of the assistant fist completely determines their ranking of victory or defeat.
Due to the impact of the famous battle, this is destined to be a martial arts tournament completely different from the past!
It was not until late in the evening that the first round of competition came to an end, and the first fifty-nine peaks were selected, and then the second round began.
There were densely lit torches around the martial arts stage, and almost everyone present was a martial arts practitioner, with eyesight far beyond what ordinary people could see even at night.
The second round of drawing began immediately, and the first one to appear was Wei Xiutao, a disciple of the Admiralty Sect who had just won the first round in the first round.
Wei Xiutao's opponent was Rong Xinghua, a disciple of Jiangcheng Jiquan Sect. He was about twenty-five or six years old, with a white cloth band on his head, and an extremely strong build, no less than that of Wei Xiutao.
I saw Rong Xinghua roaring loudly, and his energy and blood were stimulated, and a silver-gray metallic luster appeared. He had already entered the fourth level of bone forging realm!
"I have long heard that the horizontal kung fu of the Jinzhong Sect is quite powerful. I, the Ji Quan Sect, also practices external kung fu, so I would like to ask for some advice!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Rong Xinghua looked extremely confident and showed no sign of being afraid of Wei Xiutao.
Of course, he also has the capital to be confident. After all, the realm of bone training is no worse than that of Wei Xiutao!
However, in the face of Rong Xinghua's provocation, Wei Xiutao simply grabbed him, as if he was treating him as a little chicken that could be ravaged.
"court death!"
Rong Xinghua was furious and punched him hard too!
when!
There was a sound like violent metal knocking, and several weak people who were closer to the martial arts stage couldn't help but cover their ears with their hands.
"Haha! Okay! It's rare to find someone who can make me happy!" Wei Xiutao laughed.
The sounds of 'dang, dang, dang' were heard one after another as two humanoid ferocious beasts fought fiercely on the martial arts stage!
The special white stones on the floor of the platform made a clanging sound when they stepped on them, as if they would be overwhelmed and break at any time.
Smoke and dust were everywhere on the ground, and gas explosions were heard one after another in the air.
After more than ten rounds of fierce fighting, Rong Xinghua from the Ji Fist Sect was suddenly picked up by Wei Xiutao's neck and lifted up!
His whole body was covered in bruises and it was obvious that he had just been at a disadvantage. He tried to slap Wei Xiutao's arm hard, but it was in vain. Finally, Wei Xiutao lifted him up and hit him hard on the stone ground, causing him to bleed heavily from his mouth and nose and fainted!
"Not strong enough, not strong enough!"
Wei Xiutao slapped his chest violently, and his eyes were like swords directed at the people at Chizhu Peak, "I hope your bones are strong enough and you won't fall apart if I hit you!"
Wei Xiutao showed a ferocious smile, but it soon became stiff on his face.
"Aren't you nicknamed Wei Wuquan? You just punched dozens of times." Liu Mang's incarnation Qian Kun said lightly, looking at Wei Xiutao with disdain, "Don't brag if you can't do it."
"Huh, let me let you be proud for a moment longer!" Wei Xiutao's face turned pale. He wanted to explain that he just saw Lie Xinxi and couldn't help but fight for a while longer, but he felt that this was like showing weakness, so he had to throw away his sleeves angrily.
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However, everyone at the scene was not as serious as Liu Mang, and was amazed by Wei Xiutao's strength.
After all, Rong Xinghua of Jiquan Sect, as a fourth-level horizontal practitioner, is not weak, but Wei Xiutao is stronger.
After that, mountains continued to draw lots, and young masters from all walks of life appeared one after another, continuing to shine their own light in the competition.
Li Qing from the Wan Du Sect still defeated his opponent belonging to the Great Sun Sect of Wucheng without even using a single move. He knocked the opponent to the ground and shouted crazily at the same time.
"The people from Chizhu Peak wash their necks and wait for me!"
Tang Sanfeng of the Tang family in Hecheng used the latest hidden weapon developed by the Tang family, the Blood Sunflower.
Once the hidden weapon is released, it blooms like a sunflower, and all kinds of tiny needles fly out, making it difficult for people to detect it.
After easily knocking down his opponent, he also shouted loudly, "My family has developed a new type of hidden weapon, just for the people of Scarlet Peak!"
Others, such as Wang Xanning from the Baihua Sword Sect, Xiong from Cuiwei Temple, Gongsun Fang from the Famous Sword Villa, and Kang Qing from the Blood Wind City, seemed to have formed some kind of tacit understanding after easily defeating their opponents, and they also released vicious attacks towards Chizhu Peak.
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For a moment, Chizhu Peak was like a small boat sailing in the stormy waves, fearing to capsize at any time!
At this moment, under the spotlight of everyone, Chizhu Peak also started the second round of drawing lots.
"Crimson Peak's opponent this round is..."
The old man Huang Jifeng took out a bamboo stick from the dark box and looked at the two red words written on it, with a look of surprise on his face.