As for the other prizes, they were quite simple. The second prize was a thousand year old ginseng, the third was a 500 year old ginseng, the fourth was a 100 year old ginseng, and the other five to ten prizes ranged from one thousand to one hundred silver taels.
It was obvious that this was a martial arts competition to compete for the top spot. For a martial artist, no amount of money and medicine could compare to the satisfaction of a martial arts manual!
Yuan Shitai also curiously followed his master and looked towards the second floor. His master, Old Meng, was currently lying on a rattan chair lazily, not paying attention to anyone, as if he was waiting for the beginning of the martial show.
"Swoosh swoosh!" Two figures quickly jumped onto the stage and stood on opposite sides, quietly watching each other's movements. Their inner force surged, the Bai Clan's White Deity Needle, and the Mo Clan's Ink Demon Darts.
The two of them were the captains of the guards of the noble family. Although they were not famous in the Yan Jing City, they were still well-known, so when the two of them went onto the stage, the inside of the Concealed Tower erupted in cheers.
"White Cloud, you can do it! "Good luck Bai Bai!"
"Mo Tu, you have to win! Mo Tu will definitely win! "
Bai Yunlai's hand was the White God Needle. With the inner strength of the Bai Clan, once the needle was inserted into the enemy's body, it would instantly lock down the opponent's inner strength, preventing them from circulating their inner strength and making them weaker.
Mo Tu's hands on the Ink Demon Dart, and the escort skill Mo Poison, made people's minds go into chaos. The target of the escort skill didn't have the exclusive antidote to cure the poison in a short time, and would immediately go insane from the poison.
As a result, the two were extremely careful, especially for Bai Yu, he was especially careful, since the Bai Mo Clan and Bai Yu were enemies after all, and he had no confidence that Mo Tu would be able to cure him of the poison, given that Mo Du was in his heart.
Of course, Mo Tu was also a little afraid. Although he wouldn't die after getting the White Cloud Needle, his internal force was locked, and without the Bai Family's unique method, he would become a cripple.
Although they cautiously and cautiously probed the stage, they found it rather boring. In the eyes of the spectators, this kind of competition was very boring. If there was no fierce battle, then the cheers would also quickly disappear.
"Baiyun seems to be winning," Mu Tu looked carefully at the two people's legs, and then spoke to Yuan Shitai in a low voice according to his own thoughts.
"Aren't the two of them equally matched?" Yuan Shitai looked at his own master with a puzzled expression.
"Although it looks like it is a direct confrontation, but Baiyun's technique has a certain degree of recovery ability. If he consumes it, Mo Tu's internal energy will dry up very quickly, and I don't know if you have noticed, but Baiyun has basically not moved his body much, even though he is guarding against Mo Tu. In other words, he is in a balanced defensive position, making it very difficult for Mo Tu to make a move on him. If Mo Tu does not come up with an effective method, he will very quickly be defeated. " Mu Tu explained to Yuan Shitai while smiling.
Hearing this, Yuan Shitai gave a deep glance at the white cloud. It was just as Mu Tu had said, the white cloud had never moved from its original position on a large scale and he had always given others an illusion that the strength of the two were at least eight kilograms against one hundred fifty, but Mo Tu's rhythm was still within his grasp.
"Is I confident that I can break through this guy's defense?" Yuan Shitai couldn't help but ask himself.
Just as Yuan Shitai was thinking about how to crack the formation, there was finally a new change in the competition arena. Mo Tu finally realised that he was silently being drawn into the competition by Bai Bai Qi into his tempo.
Finally, Mo Tu wanted to make a breakthrough. He slowly slowed down his tempo, and did not take the initiative to attack White Cloud. Instead, he began to slowly recover.
However, when Mo Tu started to slow down, Baiyun suddenly changed his strategy, he suddenly nodded his head, and jumped around like a rabbit, forcefully pulling Mo Tu along to follow his tempo. Since he was taking the initiative to attack, Mo Tu could only follow Baiyun's rhythm to prevent himself from getting ambushed by Baiyun.
Very quickly, when Mo Tu had revealed a weak point at his waist, Bai Yu suddenly took out a White God Needle and sealed Mo Tu's Qi, and then with a palm strike, he pushed Mo Tu down the stage, causing the latter to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and immediately lost the competition.
"Very strong, his defensive stance is very invincible, and his attack power is also very strong. Just a small flaw and he was able to directly take care of his opponent. This guy, amazing!" Mu Tu nodded slightly cautiously. If he were to go against him, he would have to think about it carefully.
After quietly considering it, Mu Tu turned his head back and focused back on the martial stage. After the official adjudication, Bai Yi walked quickly to Mo Tu's side. With a slight tremble of his hand, he took out the White Deity Needle from Mo Tu's body.