Under the martial arts arena, Chen Xinzhu slowly looked away, his eyes full of energy.
"Yes, another good opponent!"
Master Xuan Ning did not waste any time and quickly announced the result of this battle.
"The third round of the top eight, the winner - Wudang Clan Tong Ze."
As soon as he finished speaking, the audience was filled with excitement.
"Fairy Ziyue actually lost? I really didn't expect it."
"I didn't expect that, now Taoist Tong Ze has avenged the previous term."
In the eyes of everyone, Taoist Tong Ze's chances of winning in this battle are definitely not high. After all, he had already lost to Fairy Ziyue once in the previous competition.
But now it seems that Taoist Tong Ze is still young, and based on his performance in this battle, he still has a great chance of reaching the final battle.
Not far away, a veteran of the Wudang Sect with white beard and hair looked at Tong Ze with joy.
"Junior brother, well done."
Beside him, a tall middle-aged Taoist priest was also a little excited.
"Great, Junior Brother Tong succeeded!"
Not only them, it can be said that most of the people present were shocked by the outcome of this battle.
Looking back, Ji Tianhan sighed softly, feeling a little emotional.
"Is this Wudang Tai Chi? It is indeed well-deserved! It seems that this is the reason why Tong Ze has not advanced to the Xiantian realm for so many years."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man in blue shirt from the Murong family also nodded.
"Although I had some guesses before, I didn't expect that Tong Ze would actually practice Tai Chi. You know, Wudang Tai Chi is also the top secret skill in the world."
…
While everyone was still in shock, the final battle of the top eight began.
"The fourth round of the quarter-finals, Xuan Ming versus Murong Xiu."
Compared with the previous three battles, this battle also attracted everyone's attention.
Shaolin Xuanming, in the last popular ranking, defeated all the strong players and won the first place in the popular ranking with an absolute advantage.
This also caused his reputation to spread throughout the thirteen states in the world, and even to the wild lands outside the thirteen states.
It can be said that he is an absolute strong man in the world!
On the other side, although Murong Xiu lost to Tong Ze in the rematch, it was the result of him voluntarily admitting defeat.
As one of the four dark horses in this session, everyone present has great expectations for him, hoping that he can be like Chen Xinzhu and the other three, and he also has powerful hidden cards.
"The competition—begin!"
After the words fell, Murong Xiu waved the folding fan in his hand and launched the attack first.
Whoosh!
Arriving in front of Master Xuanming, a faint blue light emitted from the folding fan. Murong Xiu held the folding fan in his hand and swept out.
Like a sharp blade, the air wherever the folding fan passes is instantly split.
Facing this extremely frightening blow, Master Xuanming clasped his hands together, with his right hand in the shape of a palm, and quickly faced the folding fan with a faint golden light.
clang!
Like the clear sound of gold and iron clashing, the sound echoed throughout the audience. Master Xuanming steadily received Murong Xiu's sharp blow.
Murong Xiu's expression remained unchanged.
This is natural. As the number one person on the list, Master Xuanming is so easy to deal with.
(However, the final winner must be me!)
With a firm heart, Murong Xiu slightly closed the folding fan in his hand and swept it out again.
clang!
Master Xuanming's golden right palm once again blocked the folding fan.
Murong Xiu was not discouraged. As the blue light flashed, the folding fan passed by quickly, and he kept launching fast attacks.
but--
Master Xuanming still stood firmly on the spot, easily receiving Murong Xiu's stormy attack without moving a step.
Seeing this scene, Chen Xinzhu's eyes flashed with interest outside the competition arena.
He could see that Master Xuanming's powerful Vajra Palm had reached the state of great achievement, and there was an aura accompanying each palm.
If the boy from the Murong family had no other trump card, he would definitely lose this battle.
(However, you won’t let me down...Murong Xiu.)
…
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Murong Xiu and Master Xuanming exchanged dozens of moves in the blink of an eye. As the air flow surged, from time to time, streams of true energy would rush out of the battle circle, causing a commotion.
Bang!
One blue and one gold, two palms striking each other.
However, it was obvious that Murong Xiu's blue zhenqi was completely at a disadvantage. He did not dare to neglect. Taking advantage of the moment when his left hand temporarily held Master Xuanming back, the folding fan in Murong Xiu's right hand swept across again.
In an instant, a dazzling blue light lit up from the folding fan, carrying murderous intent in the sky. The folding fan was like a blue thunder, falling heavily on Master Xuanming's face.
After fighting dozens of moves, Murong Xiu finally used the killer move of folding fan martial arts.
clang!!
The golden palm shadow flashed past, the blue light dispersed, and the folding fan was slapped back hard by King Kong's palm.
Without giving Murong Xiu time to react, Master Xuanming's free left hand instantly struck out five palms. The five golden palm shadows struck Murong Xiu heavily with the fury of King Kong.
Murong Xiu felt awe-struck and quickly dodged away.
However, because the distance between the two was too close, Murong Xiu only had time to dodge three palms, and the angle of the last two palms was extremely tricky.
No matter what, he will at least have to bear one palm for his whole life.
Seeing this scene, Murong Jiang's eyes tightened in the competition arena.
"Little bastard, if you can't do it, just admit defeat!"
Although Murong Xiu made it to the quarterfinals, against Master Xuanming who was number one on the Master List, even though Murong Jiang really hoped that his grandson would win, a calm analysis would reveal how slim the hope is.
(Don’t be brave!)
Under everyone's nervous gaze, two golden palm shadows hit Murong Xiu's chest heavily.
Bang!!
Right on target!
but……
Murong Xiu, who was hit head-on, seemed not to have suffered any injuries.
Chen Xinzhu looked carefully and realized that a layer of faint blue air had enveloped Murong Xiu's body.
Master Xuanming's two golden palm shadows did not materialize, but were quickly surrounded by light blue air currents.
"This is……"
Master Xuanming also noticed the abnormality. He quickly retracted his palms and stepped back quickly.
but--
It's already too late!
Murong Xiu's free left hand was seen slapping the palm of his hand, and in an instant, stars appeared around him.
Boom!!
The power of this palm was extremely terrifying. The air in front of Murong Xiu was instantly torn to pieces. In an instant, a dark blue palm shadow shot out and caught up with Master Xuanming in an instant.
Master Xuanming was not good at light skills, so he couldn't dodge. He clasped his hands together and his eyes widened.
"Vajra is immeasurable!"
With a roar, Master Xuanming's right palm shot out instantly, in the dazzling golden light...
boom!!
The two palms collided together instantly.
In an instant, the impact air waves spread far in all directions.
Bang!
After a moment of stalemate, the blue palm shadow was powerless and was smashed to pieces by Master Xuanming's powerful Vajra Qi...
Seeing this scene, Chen Xinzhu's eyes suddenly lit up.