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On one side of the duel arena came twenty monks, one of whom was placed on the corresponding arena. When they were all on the arena, the radio of the duel arena called out again: "the first challenge player, Cheng Fei, is No.21."

At this time, Cheng Fei also heard his name called in the radio, so he stood up and walked to the preparation area beside the challenge arena. There was an old man in a void state in the preparation area of the challenge arena. The old man saw Cheng Fei come and asked, "are you Cheng Fei? I'm the person in charge of preparing for this trial. You can call me Yi Lao. "

Cheng Fei nodded, took out his jade stick and handed it to Mr. Yi, saying, "next, am I going to pick my opponent?"

Mr. Yi nodded and said, "yes, of the 20 contestants, No. 3, No. 4, and No. 8 are all Yuanying's level 3 players. No. 1, No. 5, No. 11 and No. 20 are Yuanying's level 4. The rest are Yuanying's level 5. The contestants of Er No. 9 arena are the strongest. Which arena do you choose

Cheng Fei said with a smile: "of course, I choose the third level of Yuanying, on the eighth bar, listen to Geely."

Old Yi nodded and told the man next to Cheng Fei's chosen arena. After that, the radio of the duel field rang out again: "the first duel match, Cheng Fei vs. Qiu Yan, will start within 10 minutes."

"No. 21 Cheng Fei, if he doesn't play within three minutes, he will be regarded as giving up the game automatically." The radio of the duel arena remembers that Cheng Fei has been in the preparation area for a long time, and has not been on the stage to challenge.

"Ha ha, I'll tell you, how can a second-class Yuanying guy be Qiu Yan's opponent? Look, I don't even have the courage to compete now. What a waste! "

"I said, with Cheng Fei's strength, how can I win this game? Alas, it's a pity that I'm too slow to start, and I haven't even reached the point. It's better to be sure that you can make a profit without losing money."

"Look, Cheng Fei is on the ring!" The friars watching the match said when they saw Cheng Fei go to the arena.

"In the first round of one-on-one competition, any means of attack can be used. If someone admits defeat, he is not allowed to attack again. If someone withdraws from the arena, he will be judged to lose immediately. If..." The radio of the duel arena recalled that it introduced the rules of the contest.

When Cheng Fei stepped on the challenge arena, Qiu Yan on the challenge arena arched his hand and said, "Cheng Fei? From the Royal seminary? Do you dare to enter the arena

Cheng Fei saw that Qiu Yan seemed to be laughing at himself and said, "is the third stage of Yuanying just like a cow's nose? I don't agree with that? But don't worry, I'll have fun with you. "

When Qiu Yan heard Cheng Fei's provocative words, he was furious. Naturally, he believed that how could he not win the second level of Yuanying with his third level strength. "I'll take a direct move to defeat the enemy. I'll see what you can say."

"Competition begins" when Cheng Fei and Qiu Yan have finished their own ceremony, the radio will ring again.

Qiu Yan raised his head fiercely, and his anger and fury for a long time broke out. His whole body was like a wild animal with angry hair, showing his fangs and trying to choose a man to eat.

"Boom

The huge axe in Qiu Yan's hand suddenly turned into the size of a mountain. The power of the fierce and killing Dao Yi was wrapped around the surface of the axe. The destructive power released from it was clearly felt thousands of feet away.

"Asshole! Get out of the challenge arena! The axe will destroy heaven and earth Qiu Yan suddenly drank and stepped forward, like a mountain axe cut off in the sky. His momentum was frightening, like a torrent of beasts pouring down from the nine days. His strength was extremely fierce and extremely domineering.

This is his family treasure. He will not use it until he is alive and dead. Even his brothers don't know the existence of this treasure.

But at this time, in order not to let himself become a joke on the selection contest, in order to throw that damned bastard on the opposite side out of the arena in one move, he has not considered so much.

As expected, seeing Qiu Yan directly blow out his magic treasure, all the people around the challenge arena suddenly turn pale. This axe shaped spirit treasure contains the real spirit of fury. The axe is like a mountain and collapses into the void. It is obviously a kind of extremely powerful spiritual treasure. Its power is afraid that even the sixth level monks of Yuanying dare not attack its edge.

This guy goes all out with one move. Is he trying to defeat the enemy? Cheng Fei is only afraid of danger. Qiu Yan was originally Yuanying's third level cultivation. As soon as he started, he used his assassin's mace. It would be hard to resist any monk of Yuanying's third level.

"Qiu Yan is said to be a disciple of the Qiu family in Yanzhou, central China. He has excellent qualifications and great strength. Unfortunately, Qiu family lost the true story of seven axes to shake mountains as early as 1000 years ago. Otherwise, the power of this axe should be increased by at least twice." Some people in the stands argued that Qiu Jiaben was good at using axes.

The seven axes of shaking mountain is a very powerful skill. It is said that it originated from the powerful sect of Zhenshan ax sect in ancient times. The ancestor of Qiu family in Yanzhou, Central Plains, was a disciple of this sect. With this skill, the Qiu family had reached the height of brilliance. Unfortunately, with the fall of this skill, all the brilliance was beaten away by wind and rain, and the Qiu family went into decline 。

Cheng Fei also felt the terrible power of the attack, but he didn't resist it. Instead, he took the initiative to rush forward!

Being beaten passively is not his style. What's more, in his eyes, Qiu Yan's axe is powerful and powerful, but it is full of flaws. He can't help himself."Brush!"

Cheng Fei didn't use the flash of space, but he was like a transparent shadow that was faster than lightning. When Qiu Yan's axe was an inch away from his head, he suddenly disappeared.

"What a fast speed!"

The people in the stands only feel a flower in front of their eyes, and they lose Cheng Fei's figure, and they can't lock in any more.

"Chant!"

The sharp sound of sword chanting sounded. Qiu Yan's confident cheek suddenly burst out a look of surprise, because in his pupil, there appeared a sharp and cold sword, which made his eyes ache like needles.

Not good!

Qiu Yan's reaction is very quick, without hesitation, he cuts out with one hand, and swims with his right hand axe to wipe out the sword. However, in the middle of his actions, he suddenly froze there.

A sword, less than an inch away from his throat, contains but does not reveal. The fierce sword spirit, which is not scattered but coagulates, forces a layer of cold chill between his neck and freezes his blood.

Never before had Qiu Yan felt that death was so close to him. In addition to his fright, there was also a kind of unwillingness and perplexity in his heart. How could this happen? Is your assassin's mace so easily evaded?

The crowd around the challenge arena were also stupefied. It was true that the winner or loser was identified in one move, but the loser became Qiu Yan, which they never thought of.

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