My sect is full of geniuses

Chapter 265 The last place

"You are so confused. I took a rough look just now. The adult's bone age is only over 20, and he has already reached the eleventh meridian. Ascension to the Nine Realms Continent is just around the corner, and the woman next to him is even more terrifying. Can worship such a strong man?" The ones are the main ones, just have fun secretly, and don't think about doing those stupid things in the future."

Although Ke Luo is a strong man with twelve veins, after so much experience, he has already understood a truth, that is, the strong are respected, and Li Qi's potential has given him hope for the future.

Hearing this, the Dragon King's rebellious mentality that was restless just now suddenly extinguished a little, and he cupped hands with Crowe thoughtfully, and then continued to walk towards Jietianhai.

After seeing off the two Dragon Kings, Li Qi placed the ship in the back mountain, and asked Nie Qianqian as they walked, "By the way, who won this morning?"

"The first match was Dagu, and I don't know about the second match, but Laihao still has a better chance of winning, after all, he is the young master of the Dayan Xuanhu clan." Nie Qianqian replied after thinking about it.

Only then did Li Qi see the message from Zhao Yang on the ring, and it was true what Nie Qianqian said.

Gu Nagano had been planning to accept him as a direct disciple more than half a year ago, and it has been delayed until now, but Hao, a few months ago, he sent a message to the Dayan Xuanhu Clan, and I don't know if there is any news.

While thinking about it, he had already returned to the study, sat on the chair and Li Qi took a sip of tea: "I knew I would have watched it at the back mountain just now, and it made me make an extra trip..."

Time passed, and it was almost afternoon.

When the warm sun rose high, the atmosphere in the martial arts arena was already even warmer than the scorching sun. Looking around, a dark sea of ​​people filled the entire arena.

Looking at this scene with unconcealed excitement, everyone's emotions were unprecedentedly high, because they knew that this competition was the key to determining the last quota of personal disciples.

And after several days of competition, no matter which sect's disciples, they all have their own understanding of the two contestants in the last competition.

"It seems that the winner of this last competition should be Junior Brother Hu Zige."

"I can't be so sure, Murong Yindao is also very strong, not to mention his sword skills are very high, it shouldn't be a big problem."

"You're wrong. Even though Murong Yindao's saber skills are superb, Hu Zige's flaming body is completely restrained by him. You must know that the flaming body is immune to this kind of physical attack."

Everyone has different opinions, most support Hu Zige, but there are also many supporters of Murong Yindao.

"The last game of the third round, both sides enter!"

In the last match, Huang Feihong himself acted as the referee. When he stepped onto the martial arts arena, Huang Feihong announced loudly that it was over.

On both sides of the martial arts arena, Hu Zige and Murong Yindao appeared on the stage respectively.

The moment Murong drew his saber onto the stage, the entire martial arts arena fell into silence, and then screams burst into the sky.

"Ahhh! So handsome!"

"Yeah, yeah, I didn't expect Senior Brother Murong, who has been sloppy all this time, to be so handsome after tidying up!" The two young ladies from Tianxianggu who were amazed by Murong's sword fell instantly.

And all the male disciples had to admit that Murong was really handsome after cleaning up with a knife.

Before that, Murong Yindao had always been unshaven, with scattered hair covering most of his face, usually only his eyes were exposed.

At this moment, he took off the layer of rags that covered the uniform, revealing his slender body, and after shaving off his beard, a three-dimensional handsome face appeared, and a pair of black eyes looked like a starry sky, and then set against the back of his head The neatly combed long hair, the flamboyance unique to young people and the freedom and ease unique to swordsmen are enough to make anyone's eyes shine.

Huzige, who saw the changes of Murong Yindao clearly, stroked his beard in a daze, and asked hesitantly, "Could it be possible to become so handsome after shaving?"

Seemingly seeing his inner thoughts, Sun Damari and the others booed in the audience: "Beard, don't envy Junior Brother Murong, you will definitely be more handsome than him when you shave!"

Hearing this, Hu Zige's eyes became firmer, and he made up his mind that no matter what the result was, he must scratch off his beard that he had grown for several years after this match.

"The last game of the third round, let's start!"

Huang Feihong gave an order, and the completely new Murong Yindao grinned. His white teeth were exposed, but there was a cold air. Immediately, he stepped forward, as if there was a thunderous sound, and with a swish, his figure was already Disappeared in place strangely.

"Oh!"

Almost at the same moment, a violent flame erupted from Hu Zige's body like a storm. His five fingers were clenched suddenly, and he punched Murong Yindao's Jiuhuandao. Under the punch, the air around Jiuhuandao It burst suddenly, and even the bluestone bricks on the ground were cracked open.

"Sure enough, Hu Zige still hid his strength before. As far as the power of this punch was concerned, it had never appeared in the first two rounds."

"Hehe, don't worry, do you think that Murong Yindao has no second hand?"

Sure enough, as this person said, Murong Yindao flipped his wrist, and the Nine-ringed Saber spun a few times in the air, instantly taking away some of the flames from Huge Ge's body. After that, the sword energy surged out incessantly, and the Nine-ringed Saber was directly It turned into countless saber lights, like a rainbow, overwhelming Hu Zige's whole body.

Countless lights of knives were reflected in his pupils, and Hu Zige did not panic, a fierce look suddenly appeared in his eyes, and immediately he clenched his palm, and the flames on his body danced, and after a while, it turned into a handle in his hand The crimson spear has a hideous shape. A red dragon is entrenched on it. The delicate red dragon scales are lifelike. The tip of the spear is in the shape of a dragon's mouth biting. The sharp dragon teeth form the tip of the spear. The end is sharp and ferocious to the extreme.

"Roar!"

The crimson spear appeared in the Beard Singer, with a slight movement of the wrist, the body of the gun vibrated, and there was a sound of dragon chant, and then Hu Zige stabbed out with a sharp spear, and the red flame roared out from the tip of the gun like a torrent. In an instant, The countless sword lights in the sky were swallowed up by the flames, and they were swept away!

"brush!"

The spear in his hand didn't stop, a little cold light pierced through the flames all over the sky, and went straight to Murong Yindao's throat.

The cold light was approaching, and Murong Yin Dao's expression also changed slightly. Unexpectedly, Hu Ge had hidden his killing move until the last scene. In the last scene against Hao, he could resist using it. He already had a headache because his flame body was immune to physical attacks. Now that Hu Zige has such a flame spear, it is really a headache.

But the spear was already approaching the throat, Murong Yindao stopped immediately, and the nine-ringed saber in his hand slashed downwards, knocking down the spear, and immediately the aura in his body circulated mysteriously, and the blade of the nine-ringed saber was shrouded in a strange aura. black.

But Hu Zige didn't notice the change of Murong Yindao, because the flame spirit body was immune to physical attacks, so he ignored his attack, and stabbed Murong Yindao straight with the spear in his hand.

"puff…"

"puff…"

Immediately, two sprays of blood shot out, Murong pulled out the flaming spear on his shoulder with a knife, and retreated violently.

On the other hand, Hu Ge looked down at his chest in disbelief. A scar running through his chest was eye-catching, and then, a sharp pain came from his chest.

(End of this chapter)