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The Large Competition was in full swing, and the audience cheered in delight. Some people had exquisite sword techniques, some had unparalleled, domineering boxing skills, and there were even people with all kinds of magic treasures that dazzled others.

With a loud bang, a strong and sturdy man was slammed into the arena by his opponent's magic treasure. The most surprising thing was that his opponent was a delicate girl.

This woman had a petite figure, but she was holding a three-hundred-pound, six-pointed hammer. She raised the hexagonal sledgehammer high in the air and looked extremely shocked.

Fortunately, she had stopped her attacks in time to smash this strong man to death. The strong man was carried away to be treated. The woman laughed heartily and bravely blew a kiss in every direction.

This caused the group of male disciples to cry out loudly. The referee immediately announced the result, "Sixteen, Sun Xiaoxiao wins!"

Someone chattered, "This Sun Xiaoxiao is not someone to be trifled with. She is a fierce woman. In the past, her lover had tried to find a lover behind her back and let her break him on the spot. "

"Sun Xiaoxiao chased after her brother and beat him up. That brother ran three mountains naked. "In the end, Sun Xiaoxiao caught him and beat him up. Even his eggs were smashed by the hammer."

The audience suddenly felt a chill between their legs. This was way too ruthless!

Just as Bai Xiaochuan was listening to the other party's gossip, he heard a loud shout from the stage, "Two hundred and twenty-three against ninety-five!"

Bai Xiaochuan was startled, "It's my turn!"

Zhang Hui and the others patted their shoulders to encourage Bai Xiaochuan, while Wang Yan blushed and softly cheered him on. Bai Xiaochuan chuckled and slipped away into the ring.

He saw that the 95th person was a elegant young master who was holding a fan. He smiled as he saw Bai Xiaochuan walk up to him. He first cupped his hands in a salute, appearing to know his limits.

Bai Xiaowang reminded Meng Hao that with the great circle of the eleventh level of Qi Condensation, he should not underestimate his opponent.

Bai Xiaochuan, of course, did not hesitate and cupped his hands in greeting. Unexpectedly, the moment this elegant young master lowered his head, he said in an extremely low voice, "Trash, I'll tear you apart later!"

Bai Xiaochuan was not angry and his eyes lit up. Oh wow, you even brought me this kind of literary scum.

The elegant young master raised his head and smiled again. He spoke loudly, "It is my honor to be able to compete with my junior brother. It is truly a happy occasion for me, Zhao Junlin."

The crowd burst into an uproar; the young master of the White Fan, Zhao Junlin! He was extremely famous in the Falling Cloud Sect. He was the grandson of a Core Formation elder. He was extremely talented. Although his cultivation started late, he broke through to the great circle of Qi Condensation in just three years.

Everyone looked at Bai Xiaochuan and shook their heads, "This little brother is really unlucky. He met Senior Brother Zhao as soon as he came up!"

The other person also sighed, "There's nothing we can do. Senior brother Zhao is the cultivation genius of our Falling Cloud Sect. "It would be hard even if he could last three moves against Senior Brother Zhao."

Another person answered, "He was lucky to have met Senior Martial Brother Zhao. "He shouldn't be seriously injured, if he were to meet other fierce people, it would be hard to say."

No one was optimistic about Bai Xiaochuan; Zhao Junlin seemed to be an invincible existence in their hearts.

Zhao Junlian was also a handsome man. He had a white fan with him. She looked elegant and elegant, directly attracting the approval of the young juniors.

All of the female disciples cheered loudly, "Senior Brother Zhao, do your best! Senior Brother Zhao, you can do it! "

Zhao Junlin gave a warm smile to the female disciples. All of them stared at him with their eyes wide open, screaming so much that they almost fainted.

He turned his head to look at Bai Xiaochuan and gave a provocative and contemptuous smile.

Bai Xiaochuan immediately became infuriated. "Alright, alright, alright. I'll let you be so arrogant first. I'll tell you later that there won't be any consequences for you."

As for the others, they were fine, but Wang Yanxin could not stand it any longer. She waved her hand and shouted loudly for Little Chuan to cheer for her, bringing Zhang Hui and the others to try their best to support Bai Xiaochuan.

The female disciples looked at Wang Yanxin, Zhang Hui, and the others and sneered, "You don't know what's good for you. After a while, Brother Zhao beat him up to the point that all the teeth in his body fell out!"

With a command from the referee, Zhao Junlin retracted his fan and was about to make his move, but Bai Xiaochuan raised his hand: "Wait!" I have something to say. "

Zhao Junyin staggered and almost stopped his feet. He suppressed his anger and looked at Bai Xiaochuan.

With his hands behind his back, Bai Xiaochuan shook his head, "It is my honor to be able to compete with Senior Brother. This is truly a happy occasion for me, Bai Xiaochuan. In this situation, I would like to give a poem. "

"Cough cough, your aura is as fierce as a tiger or wolf, but you should be less arrogant in front of me. "The unsharpened horse is too thin, you don't have the qualifications to fight me!"

Bai Xiaowang laughed like a madman, "Pah! What poem is this? "

Bai Xiaochuan raised his head, "This is the social quote of a group of spirited youngsters at my hometown. Although it is plain and simple, it is concise and concise. "

Zhao Junlin growled, "Insanity! What nonsense are you talking about?"

He took a big step forward and his body shot up from the ground. He punched towards Bai Xiaochuan and said, "Crimson Wave Fist!"

As the punch was thrown out, hot sparks flew in all directions. Bai Xiaochuan pushed off the ground with his feet and easily dodged the attack. But this was not the end.

Zhao Junliang threw out more than ten punches in quick succession. Dozens of fiery red fist shadows spread out like a fiery peacock and attacked Bai Xiaochuan with an overwhelming force!

Bai Xiaochuan shouted, "Good job!"

He took out a pure black treasured sword from his storage pouch. The treasured sword was three feet long, and the blade emitted a threatening cold light. Bai Xiaochuan swept out his spirit energy sword and immediately set off a whirlwind.

Wind Speaker Sword! Bai Xiaochuan had bought a top grade human-step treasure sword from the pavilion. It could follow the will of the sword person and activate several wind attribute abilities.

However, there was a need to inlay the wind attribute spirit stone into the sword hilt in advance. Bai Xiaochuan had also made his preparations.

The tornado was exceptionally powerful. With a "peng" sound, it collided with the Crimson Flame Fist Force. The Crimson Flame Fist Art scattered into sparks that filled the air like fireworks.

With a snort, Zhao Junyin strode forward, and Bai Xiaochuan's body flashed as he stuck close to Zhao Junlin. Zhao Junlin backed off in a hurry, looking a little flustered but secretly fanning himself with his white fan.

This white fan was a low-grade earth-step magic treasure. It had always been successful in battles. This was also the reason why Zhao Junzhu's name, Young Master Bai Fan, was called.

Zhao Junlian was secretly preparing his strongest attack, but Bai Xiaochuan threw out a handful of yellow paper talismans with a wave of his hand.

Fire bullets, ice awls, wind blades, and huge logs of wood … All of them lunged at Zhao Junlin.

Zhao Junlin quickly dodged to the side. Bai Xiaochuan seized the opportunity and shot the last talisman at Zhao Junlin's feet.

The talisman flashed with a white light, and a violent whirlwind sprang up beneath Zhao Junlin's feet. He didn't have enough time to react before his body suddenly became light and was sent flying into the sky by the tornado.

Whirlwind Talisman!

Bai Xiaochuan waved his sword, "Hatha!"

He then leaped with all his might, soaring through the air to land directly above Zhao Junlin. Zhao Junlian reacted at this moment. He took out his fan and was about to fan it.

A trace of ridicule appeared on the corner of Bai Xiaochuan's mouth, "Wind Bind Technique!"

Zhao Junlian's four limbs froze, unable to move a muscle. Countless gusts of wind had bound him! Even though it was just a split-second, it was enough.

Bai Xiaochuan placed his sword horizontally and used all his strength to slap it down. "Ah, it hurts!"

The long sword whistled through the air and smashed into his head!

Zhao Junlin watched helplessly as the black blade smashed through his protective barrier, slamming violently into his face.

"Zhao Junliang fell like a meteor to the ground, crashing into the ground outside the ring at breakneck speed." With a "tut", dust flew everywhere!

Bai Xiaochuan landed lightly on the ground; his figure was elegant and unrestrained.

Bai Xiaowang asked curiously, "What kind of move is that? What are you screaming for? "

Bai Xiaochuan gave a mysterious smile. "I've never heard of the joyous male sword of the ancient Sword God, Toronso, right?"

Bai Xiaowang chuckled disdainfully.

The referee announced the result, "Two hundred and twenty-three, Bai Xiaochuan wins!"

Zhao Junlin struggled to get up, his hair in disarray and his face covered in dust. His face was ferocious, "I refuse to accept this! I refuse to accept this! How could I lose to this trash! "

The referee's face turned cold and was about to open his mouth. Bai Xiaowang laughed, but spoke first, "Tie Tieao, remember one sentence of mine. The playworld is so dazzling, if you don't have strength, you can forget about it. "

Zhao Junlin spat out a mouthful of blood, but he was actually angered into unconsciousness by Bai Xiaochuan!

The entire Martial Arts Practice Hall was silent. Everyone stared at Bai Xiaochuan with their mouths agape, unable to believe their eyes. The cultivation genius Zhao Junlin lost? Defeated by this kid in front of him in one move?

Bai Xiaochuan's chin slightly lifted as he lightly said, "Arrange."