Chapter 1106

Zhao Yuqiang is still thinking about how to beat Luo Feng out of the challenge arena. He is not prepared to defend himself. What's more, Luo Feng will attack himself suddenly. When he finds out, the tip of the stick is only a few inches away from his chest.

He turned pale with fear, and suddenly moved to the side, intending to dodge Luo Feng's sharp blow, which was also the first blow after Luo Feng went to the arena.

He is to flash past Luo Feng when chest stab, but Luo Feng knew what he would do, stick tip gently pick, point under his arm socket.

He felt like an electric shock all over his body. Starting from his armpit, his whole body felt numb. His double sticks fell on the challenge arena, and the whole person fell on the challenge arena like wood.

Luo Feng stepped on his chest, and the swing stick in his hand pointed to his forehead. He taught: "I told you to confess honestly, but you chose to resist. If you confess, you will be lenient. If you resist, you will not want to run away."

With a jingle, Lu Changlao, who was in charge of the referee, made a decision with a gloomy face: "Zhao Yuqiang failed, Luo Feng won."

Lu Changlao glared at Zhao Yuqiang again: "you boy is too anxious. If you have both attack and defense, you won't be defeated easily by him."

Zhao Yuqiang hung his head in shame and left the arena obediently.

When the first battle of the disciples of Taiyi sect was defeated, Yue Zhuoqun's face was immediately pulled. All of them could squeeze out the water with gloomy eyes.

Elder Lu comforted: "don't worry, patriarch. Even if we fail in the first battle, we still have three disciples on the field. Our chances of winning are 10% higher than those of other schools."

Yue Zhuo Qun facial expression this just good-looking: "then let the second group of players on the stage."

The second group of two ancient warriors, Xuanqing Taoist priest of shangqingmen and Liu Zhi of taiyimen, boarded the No.2 arena together. Their competition was more intense and exciting than the first one.

The two of them have the same characteristic and are good at using concealed weapons.

Taoist priest Xuanqing was holding a long sword, but he liked to use arrows in his sleeve. The sharp and sharp arrow in his sleeve suddenly shot out of his sleeve, making him unable to defend himself.

Liu Zhi uses a three leaf dart, just like if three willow leaf throwing knives are welded together. The body of the dart is small and the blade is sharp. After throwing it out, it will rotate in a roundabout way.

It can not only attack the front of the enemy, but also attack the flank in a roundabout way. In the back, a three leaf dart can be used to attack. I just feel that there are shadows of the three leaf dart in all directions, making it impossible for people to judge the attack route.

The battle of the second group is a battle of concealed weapons. Whoever uses the concealed weapons with powerful power, accurate eyesight and skillful techniques can win the competition.

In more than ten minutes, Liu Zhi of taiyimen made a three leaf dart, at least more than 20, each of which was dyed with different colors.

For a moment, the challenge arena was surrounded by colorful butterflies, dazzling people.

Xuanqing Taoist priest didn't feel that the colorful three leaf darts were like butterflies. They were more like the rope of death, and they were about to be put on his head.

He fought hard, and the sword danced into a halo. He knocked the three leaf dart away, but he was hit in the shoulder by a three leaf dart, unable to use the arrow in his sleeve.

If you can't use the arrow in your sleeve, it's like a tiger who has been pulled out of its claws and teeth, and immediately loses its combat effectiveness and loses the game.

Seeing that his disciples had won a game, Yue Zhuoqun began to fly in the air again. However, when he saw Ye Feng, he was like a ball that had let out his anger. He quickly restrained his smile and was afraid that Ye Feng would scold him again.

The third and fourth groups were the duels between fangcunshan and taiyimen. Two fangcunshan disciples met with two taiyimen disciples.

Yue Zhuoqun looked very nervous, but Mr. Mo Da was still expressionless and calm. The result of the game was acceptable to both sides. They won each game.

In the third game, Ge Ming of fangcunshan won, and in the fourth, Zhou Taiyin of taiyimen won.

Yue Zhuo Qun said to Mr. Mo Da with a smile: "it seems that we are evenly divided."

Yue Zhuoqun was very proud that there were two Taiyi disciples on the field, while only one was left in fangcunshan. Relatively speaking, Taiyi had the upper hand.

Chongxu Taoist priest was depressed. After Xuanqing lost the game, they would not be the champion of Xuan class group. He could only hope for the competition of prefecture level group.

Finally to the second round of the final battle, the fifth by the Xuankong Temple Wuxin monk against Jiang Yixue.

Wu Xin carried the magic pestle and walked to the arena. He simply took off his coat, revealing his stone like muscles and thick black chest hair.

He was tall and burly, standing there like a towering black tower.

Jiang Yixue is small and delicate, and stands face to face with monk Wuxin, just like a close-up of a beauty and a beast.

Wu Xin sneered and said, "Amitabha, monks are merciful. Little sister, you'd better admit defeat. Otherwise, you'd better fight without eyes. I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

Jiang Yixue looks at Wu Xin monk with big eyes and feels that he is inferior to him in body proportion. However, after the first round of competition, Jiang Yixue's self-confidence is extremely inflated.

He has his own flying sword, Ye Feng's painstaking teaching of Yanyu sword technique, and a powerful poisonous insect of his own life.A cold sweat seeps from Ye Feng's forehead on the rostrum in the distance. He feels Wu Xin's strong intention to kill Jiang Yixue. Only then does he realize that Wu Xin monk is Mingxin's elder martial brother. Yue Zhuoqun's grouping in this way is to facilitate Wu Xin monk's revenge.

At the beginning of grouping, he only considered the strength comparison between the two sides. No matter how powerful Wuxin's pestle was, it could not be stronger than his own flying sword. However, he did not expect that Wuxin would regard Jiang Yixue as his enemy, which brought greater danger to Jiang Yixue.

He almost knocked down Wu Xin monk with his mind now, so that Jiang Yixue didn't have to compete in martial arts. However, excessive protection was also a kind of injury. He had to wait and see from a distance and prepare to take action in time to protect Jiang Yixue.

From Jiang Yixue's mind came Ye Feng's voice: "don't worry, baby, I'll protect you. Don't look at the strong monk, who is so frightening with the demon subduing pestle, our small flying sword will cut his weapon like tofu."

Jiang Yixue cast a grateful glance to Ye Feng.

Seeing Jiang Yixue looking around and ignoring himself, monk Wuxin is more angry and thinks Jiang Yixue looks down on him.

He snorted coldly: "wench, I talk to you, what do you look at in disorder?"

Jiang Yixue showed a row of bright white teeth and said with a smile: "big monk, why don't you quit the competition? I'm afraid I'll hurt you if I'm not careful."

Wu Xin monk was extremely angry and laughed. The laughter was like thunder, which made Jiang Yixue's eardrum swell.

"Little girl, you are so arrogant. I wanted to save your life. Now I can't blame me."

This big monk is really fierce. Jiang Yixue corrects the way with a smile: "you are wrong. I am not arrogant. I am confident."

"Overconfidence makes you arrogant. I will let you know whether you are confident or arrogant."