Two disciples came up to the stage in response, each holding a folding fan. They had handsome faces and jade-like skin, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that captured the hearts of the junior sisters. With warm smiles on their lips, they greeted those junior sisters from time to time.
The junior sisters were all fascinated and wanted to rush over directly. On the other hand, the other person was bare-handed and had an indifferent expression. He didn't care about the outside world at all. No matter how he looked at it, he gave the impression that no strangers should be allowed in.
"Senior Brother Chen Wenxuan and Han Jinglun are both newcomers. I wonder who wins and who loses between these two?" A disciple muttered under the ring, looking at the two figures above.
"Who knows, anyway, I support senior brother Chen Wenxuan, he is so handsome!" A female disciple held her chin with both hands, perhaps to avoid drooling, her eyes were full of light.
"Nympho!" The disciple raised his forehead slightly and turned his head. Then the king moved away, as if he was disgusted.
"Who do you think the two of them will win?" An Ruxue looked at Mo Chu next to her, and saw that Mo Chu had been in a daze, wondering what he was thinking, so An Ruxue pushed Mo Chu out of his trance.
Pull back from the state.
"Ah..." Mo Chu suddenly turned his head and looked at An Ruxue.
"Which one of them do you think will win?" An Ruxue asked again.
"The two of them..." Mo Chu looked at Chen Wenxuan and Han Jinglun, the Supreme Court, and frowned slightly, then lowered his head and thought, and then looked at Mu Fengtian and others on the upper floor. The reason why Mo Chu did not go up to the next level was
An Ruxue is still there, and she can't leave him alone.
Mo Chu withdrew his gaze and looked at An Ruxue, "Chen Wenxuan will win."
"No way, I feel like the ice face like yours will win!" An Ruxue said slowly, holding her chin.
"We'll see." Mo Chu said with a smile. It was the first time someone called him an ice cube face. Mo Chu looked a little embarrassed and touched his face. "Am I really like an ice cube?" Mo Chu shook his head and said
His eyes moved to the arena.
"Come on Han Jinglun..."
"Chen Wenxuan, come on..."
The cheers from the audience came one after another, including friends of the two on stage and passers-by who were attracted by him. Anyway, it was extremely enthusiastic.
"Okay..." An Ruxue shouted listlessly, then fell asleep with her chin in her hands, a smile on her lips.
When Mo Chu saw this, he smiled helplessly, with a gentle smile.
"I've met senior brother!" Han Jinglun clasped his fists lightly. Han Jinglun entered the profession a few months later than Chen Wenxuan, so he called him senior brother.
"Junior brother" Chen Wenxuan clasped his fists slightly.
"Let's begin!" the elder's voice came out. The two nodded gently, Chen Wenxuan suddenly opened the folding fan in his hand, and an invisible momentum suddenly erupted, just like the stars and the moon descending from the sky. Han Jinglun turned into a fist with five fingers, punched with both hands, and crossed
In front of him, momentum was gathered in his fists, and his breath was like a mountain torrent erupting.
The two people "Zhan" looked at each other. Chen Wenxuan's face turned serious for a moment, and his aura suddenly increased. Then he fanned his hands upwards and downwards, and a beam of light shot out, with an extremely powerful aura, hitting Han Jinglun.
Han Jinglun's complexion changed slightly, his fist force became stronger, and there were strands of indifferent fist intention. The aura exuding from it was like a mountain, making it difficult to breathe, like a stone stuck in the chest.
Bang....
Divine lights flew out one after another, and the fierce fists collided. The two of them took a step back, testing the difference between them with one blow.
"Not bad!" Chen Wenxuan said with a smile, and then he suddenly exerted force with his feet, shooting towards him like a sharp sword, and swung out.
Han Jinglun crossed his arms in front of his chest to resist.
Bang....
Chen Wenxuan slapped the fan, and there was a dull sound. Han Jinglun took three steps back, his arms shaking.
Han Jinglun suddenly exerted his strength and forced Chen Wenxuan back with one punch, and then punched him again with his backhand. Chen Wenxuan's expression changed slightly, and he put his fan in front of him. Han Jinglun punched the fan, and then kicked it out.
Bang....
Chen Wenxuan did not dare to take a hard hit, so he flew backwards and slapped out a fan. A powerful beam of light shot out, colliding with the kick, and both of them fell backwards.
After a breath, the two men rushed forward, and a raging battle broke out instantly. Divine lights flew across the sky, and explosions followed one after another, like rocks rolling down, causing a shocking loud noise.
"These two are also rare good talents!" The leader looked very happy, looking at the group of disciples with hope in his eyes.
"My Tongtian Sect will definitely prosper." The great elder turned his eyes slightly and then said.
"Yes! Our Tongtian Sect will definitely prosper!" Elder Jian responded.
"Didn't you say that Chen Wenxuan will win? How come we haven't decided the winner after fighting for so long!" An Ruxue looked at Mo Chu. At this time, the situation on the stage was that there was no winner, and then it was evenly matched. No one could win.
Can't win anyone.
"Almost!" Mo Chu uttered two words softly, and then looked at An Ruxue, "You should watch carefully and study hard. You have just broken through the void realm. You need to improve your cultivation."
"Oh!" An Ruxue was a little unhappy when talking about practicing. You must know that An Ruxue is not very willing to practice among the Snow Clan. Even so, An Ruxue easily reached the Sky-breaking Realm without encountering any obstacles.
, leaving everyone in the Snow Clan stunned.
Bang bang bang....
Explosions came one after another, and the two figures kept colliding. Every collision was like a star exploding, filled with light, making people's hearts tremble.
Han Jinglun's face became solemn, his fists became messy, and there was no structure at all. The more he fought, the more frightened he became. The man in front of him was much stronger than he thought. No matter how clever he used, he could be neutralized and then counterattacked.
, for one or two breaths, he was pressed and beaten by it, and there were scars on his body, with blood flowing freely.
"Junior brother, you are going to lose!" Chen Wenxuan said with a smile, and then he suddenly exerted force in his hand, and a rainbow light shot out. Han Jinglun was caught off guard and was hit in the body, flying backwards, his face turned pale.
Chen Wenxuan took advantage of the victory and pursued him, dodged forward, closed the folding fan in his hand suddenly, and hit him on the back. Blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground helplessly, with unwillingness in his eyes.
"You lost!" Chen Wenxuan said, his face returning to his usual smile.
"Junior brother, learn from me!" Han Jinglun endured the severe pain and slowly stood up, clasping his fists slightly, looking at Chen Wenxuan one last time, and walked off the ring.
"Chen Wenxuan wins!" The elder's voice sounded again, and the label of victory was once again placed on Chen Wenxuan.
"He is my next opponent!" Mo Chu looked at the light screen high in the sky and found that Chen Wenxuan's name was already next to his.
Mo Chu looked at Chen Wenxuan and found that Chen Wenxuan was also looking at him. The two looked at each other and smiled, and the reason was tacitly understood.
After a while, the two disciples slowly walked onto the ring, clasped their fists and saluted each other, and held out their weapons, their momentum rising steadily.
"war"
The two men quickly stepped forward and started fighting. One was named Bei Hanhai, holding a sharp sword that exuded cold air. The other was named Zhou, who had a mirror hanging on top of the stone. From time to time, he shot out divine light towards it.
Bei Hanhai stabbed out his sword, pointed directly at the hanging area above his head, and an icy sword light flew out and hit him.
Zhou Shi gritted his teeth, activated the treasure realm hanging above his head, and bursts of divine light shot out, shattering the icy sword light. Then the treasure realm erupted with bright light, and dozens of divine lights as thick as arms exploded.
It shot out and hit the northern sea.
Bei Hanhai lightly stomped his feet, his body shot out, and he kept jumping in the air, constantly dodging the flying divine light.
puff....
A ray of divine light hit Bei Hanhai's shoulder. Bei Hanhai forcibly stabilized his body and stabbed out with a sword. The cold sword hit Zhou Shi like a meteor, shattering the divine light and stabbing directly into Zhou Shi's body.
Shi's body staggered for a while, and then the treasure mirror above his head dimmed a bit.
Zhou Shi remained silent and forcibly mobilized his spiritual power, pouring into the mirror. The mirror once again regained its original brilliance, but it was not as stable as before, dimming and brightening.
Bei Hanhai snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to recall his sword, and streaks of icy sword light flew up. It was unknown how much more powerful than before, and even the arena was covered with ice.
"Cut!" Bei Hanhai shouted, slashed with the sword in both hands, and flew towards him.
bite.....
Zhou Shi's complexion changed dramatically, he mobilized more spiritual power to integrate into the treasure realm, and the light became brighter, striking at the sword light.
Bangdang....
The mirror was knocked down from the sky by the sword light and fell dimly on the ground. Zhou Shi also spurted out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.
"Not bad!" Bei Hanhai looked indifferent, holding the sword forward and thrusting out without giving him the slightest chance.
Bang bang bang....
Zhou Shibao's realm was broken, and he could only fight the enemy with his fists. However, he soon fell into a disadvantage, with blood marks on his body one after another, and the heavy blood was frozen without even flowing out.
"Bingshuang" Bei Hanhai shouted, slashed out with his sword, and a sword light as wide as an arm shot out, and the sound of the sword exploded.
Zhou Shi's expression changed drastically, and he put his arms in front of him, and the remaining spiritual power poured in, as if he was wearing a piece of iron armor.
boom....
The sword light struck directly at his arms, and Zhou Shi flew backwards, falling weakly to the ground. His body was covered with frost, and his arms were completely torn, revealing his white bones, which made people take a breath of air, and he stood up.
It can't be.
"Bei Hanhai wins!" The elder declared victory. Bei Hanhai's face was pale and there was a blood hole on his body, but it was sealed by ice and the blood could not flow out.
Bei Hanhai clasped his fists slightly, raised his feet and walked off the ring.
"I didn't expect to find people practicing the Ice-Cold Technique here." An Ruxue said with a smile.
"The world is so big, it's not surprising that the same thing appears, but it's you, practice well!" Mo Chu picked up An Ruxue and walked slowly towards the high platform.