Su Yi Su Xuanjun

Luoyun City, Peng Qianqiu!

There was a commotion in the arena, and he recognized that the first man who stepped onto the ring was a young man from Luoyun City, who had moved to the blood-level muscle training level.

Soon, a black-clothed boy named Wu Zhuang walked out of Guangling City and stepped onto the ring.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the two fought directly, and staged a fierce competition.

Every now and then, there would be a burst of shouts from the sidelines.

The atmosphere in the arena became lively.

The big shots at the seats chatted with each other and commented casually, they were relatively calm.

Everyone knows that this is just the beginning.

Su Yi who was standing in the crowd only looked at it for a moment, then shook his head secretly.

For him, this kind of martial arts competition is too boring and completely worthless.

He moved his eyes and looked at the river in the distance.

In comparison, the Dacang River under the darkness of night is magnificent.

There are many lights, thousands of sails are floating, and on every boat, there are figures eagerly watching, or whispering, or chatting with each other, or cheering loudly

Even on some brothel flower boats, there is the sound of silk and bamboo, and there are graceful singers dancing to add to the fun.

On both sides of the river, although ordinary people can't see the scene of the Longmen Dabi, they are very excited just listening to it from a distance.

People, nothing more than to watch the fun.

As for who wins or loses, only those who care care.

It is very interesting that all living beings in the world are presented one by one in the light and shadow of thousands of lights.

Just enjoying all this quietly, Su Yi didn't feel bored anymore.

On the arena, one after another was staged. The participants were all young people from the two cities, no more than one, and all of them were at the blood-moving level.

In a contest, everyone wins or loses.

According to the rules, when no one dares to challenge on the stage, the defender will be No.1 in the Dragon Gate Competition.

About half an hour later.

Nie Teng, the son of Nie Beihu, stepped onto the ring, which aroused Su Yi's interest and looked over.

Nie Teng is heroic and brave, with a calm demeanor. He was originally a man of the Songyun Sword Mansion, and his appearance caused a lot of sensation.

Even some big shots stopped talking and looked over.

Nie Teng lived up to expectations, showing a strong cultivation far beyond his peers, and what's rare is that he is also extremely seasoned and rich in combat experience.

In the following time, they won [-] games in a row!

This is the best result since the beginning of the Longmen Competition.

The outsiders also burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm and cheered for it.

According to the rules, as long as Nie Teng wins two more games, he can leave the ring to rest, and when he recovers, he can go on stage to participate in the battle again.

But in the No.14 game, Nie Teng met a strong opponent and lost in the end.

Many people regretted it, but no one laughed at it.

Because he was able to win [-] consecutive victories in the Longmen Grand Competition, he was already extremely dazzling among the younger generation.

"He has a good temperament and good combat experience. He has obviously experienced cruel fighting and tempering. Unfortunately, the exercises and martial arts he cultivated are a bit crude."

Su Yi saw all this clearly, and knew the details of Nie Teng's practice.

Just as he was thinking, Huang Ganjun had already stepped onto the ring!

"This kid is a little impatient, and his character still lacks tempering."

Su Yi raised his eyebrows.

However, when he saw Huang Qianjun easily defeating his opponent with a destructive method, there was a huge commotion in the field, and the atmosphere was boiling.

Because the opponent he defeated was the one who defeated Nie Teng just now!

Such a comparison made Nie Teng look a bit inferior, far inferior to Huang Qianjun.

What amazed people was that no one thought that Huang Ganjun, a dude and evil boy, would have such a tyrannical combat power, which surprised some big shots and refreshed their cognition.

"Brother Huang, your kid is amazing!"

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, it really is that the tiger father has no dogs."

Some big shots nearby admired him one after another, Huang Yunchong's face flushed red, and he was filled with pride.

How could he know how bad his son's reputation was before?

But now, who dares to underestimate it?

"It's thanks to Mr. Su's good teaching."

Huang Yunchong secretly sighed, when he thought of Su Yi, he couldn't help feeling admiration in his heart.

"How does my son feel?"

Nie Beihu looked at Huang Qianjun who was in high spirits in the ring, and Nie Teng who was returning from defeat beside him, and his heart was extremely complicated.

How could he not be clear that Huang Qianjun's transformation was entirely thanks to Su Yi?

If the son obeyed his arrangement and worked with Su Yi, how could the benefits he gained in cultivation be weaker than that of Huang Qianjun?

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable Nie Beihu felt.

"Father, I'm not depressed."

Nie Teng looked calm, and said calmly, "It's just one defeat, and it can't hurt me. On the contrary, it made me see some shortcomings in myself from this defeat. As long as I correct it, I will be able to go further in martial arts."

Nie Beihu was stunned, and the complicated emotions in his heart dissipated immediately, and he said with relief: "I will not be arrogant in victory or discouraged in defeat. My son has such a mind, and he will surely succeed."

Suddenly, Huang Qianjun shouted loudly from the arena:

"Wen Jueyuan, do you dare to come on stage and fight at this moment!"

After these words came out, the lively atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and everyone showed expressions of disbelief.

Even the big shots were surprised.

Wen Jue Yuan!

This is the dazzling figure who is going to compete for No.1 in the Longmen Grand Competition, and everyone in Guangling City is unanimously optimistic about him.

Even the younger generation in Luoyun City regard Wen Jueyuan as their number one enemy!

Who would have thought that Huang Qianjun would take the initiative to challenge Wen Jueyuan at this time?

Immediately afterwards, there was an uproar in the audience.

"Brother Huang, when did your kid become so courageous?"

Li Tianhan couldn't help laughing, with a hint of sarcasm in his words.

"This is the bloodiness that young people should have." Huang Yunchong said leisurely without getting angry.

The city lord, Fu Shan, smiled and said, "This kid is indeed full of blood and courage. Even if he loses, he is still worthy of praise."

"Really good."

Zhou Huaiqiu nodded.

"Everyone, don't praise this kid, he is just a bastard."

Huang Yunchong smiled and waved his hands. Zhou Huaiqiu's four-character evaluation made him feel relieved.

After all, this is the approval from the elders of the inner sect of Qinghe Sword Mansion!

"Ah."

Li Tianhan smiled silently.

As for Wen Changqing, he was a little absent-minded from beginning to end.

He had just experienced the pain of bereavement, and his whole temperament changed drastically. From the moment he sat down, he had a gloomy face, remained silent, and refused to eat or drink.

"This Huang Qianjun is simply arrogant and arrogant!"

"I'll have to see how he loses later."

Not far away, seeing Huang Qianjun going to challenge Wen Jueyuan, those Wen family children all sneered.

Especially Wen Shaobei, who showed excitement on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Who is to blame for this dude looking for abuse?"

Soon, under the attention of countless eyes, Wen Jueyuan stepped onto the ring.

He was dressed in white snow, with a dignified figure and a long sword on his waist. As soon as he appeared, there was a burst of cheers outside the arena, and some young girls even screamed excitedly.

It has to be said that Wen Jueyuan's popularity is extremely high, and his every move has attracted countless attention.

"You didn't make me look down on you."

On the ring, Wen Jueyuan spoke coldly.

He also did not expect that Huang Qianjun dared to take the initiative to challenge.

"Stop the fucking bullshit!"

Before the words fell, Huang Qianjun had already attacked brazenly.

The momentum is like a majestic mountain moving horizontally, unparalleled in domineering.

And in his hand, he displayed the Xingyi Liuhe Fist. With each punch, the hands, elbows, waist, and hips all moved accordingly, and the body was twisted into a rope, making the fist force full of explosive power. fierce momentum.

One breath, one breath, the combination of movement and stillness, the momentum is like a god beating a big drum, shaking the world!

"what!"

Many big men narrowed their pupils slightly, keenly aware that Huang Qianjun's boxing technique was unusual, with a breath-taking momentum.

"How can this dude change so much?"

Li Tianhan frowned.

But when Wen Jueyuan made a move, everyone's eyes lit up again.

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With a graceful figure, he broke through Huang Qianjun's punch with a wave of his palm, appearing relaxed and comfortable.

And in the ensuing battle, Wen Jueyuan stepped forward step by step, the wind in his palm was like a violent storm, the attack was intensive and swift, and there was a fierce momentum in his elegance.

Soon, Huang Qianjun became passive and could only hold on, waiting for his opponent to show his weakness, and then find a chance to fight back.

Outside the arena, there were constant exclamations and an uproar.

This battle will undoubtedly be more exciting and more intense!

Whether it is Huang Qianjun or Wen Jueyuan, the martial arts background shown by them has made those big figures look sideways.

The strength of Wen Jueyuan was already expected by everyone.

The only thing he didn't expect was that Huang Qianjun was able to survive Wen Jueyuan's offensive!

This is so surprising.

"If this trend continues, Huang Qianjun will lose."

Su Yi has been watching the battle, and when he saw this, he already had the answer in his heart.

Although Huang Qianjun has made great progress, compared with Wen Jueyuan, he is still a level behind, and he cannot make up for it in a short time.

However, as long as Huang Qianjun doesn't slack off in the future, he is destined to surpass Wen Jueyuan.

Sure enough, the winner was soon decided.

Huang Qianjun lost!

Although he has been struggling to support, hoping to seize a slight flaw to fight back, it is a pity that Wen Jueyuan did not give him a chance at all.

This much-anticipated leader of the younger generation of the Wen family showed incomparably terrifying combat prowess among his peers, and finally broke through Huang Qianjun's defense with a split palm and slapped him on the chest.

boom!

Huang Ganjun staggered and fell to the ground, trying to struggle to get up, but he couldn't stand up anymore.

Only then did people see that his chest was broken, and a sunken palm print was printed on his skin!

Quite a few young men of the younger generation gasped, with chills running down their spines.

The power Wen Jueyuan displayed was undoubtedly too tyrannical!

There was only a moment of silence in the city, and then there was a sudden explosion of cheers, cheering for the victorious Wen Jueyuan, and some big figures couldn't help clapping their hands in admiration.

And those big figures and young people in the Wen family all smiled happily because of this.

Wen Jueyuan's victory made them feel honored and honored.

At this moment, Wen Jueyuan undoubtedly became the focus of everyone's attention. His white clothes were better than snow, and his scenery was unparalleled.

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