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On the martial arts stage, the competition has just begun.

Dongfang Jiao of the Dongfang Martial Arts Hall used his bare hands to deal with Hua Meng of the Golden Sword Society, and the latter used a sword.

The strength of the two is considered to be a medium level among the younger generation, and both are in the late third stage, which is neither high nor low.

Although it has not reached the middle realm, it is also the best in the lower realm.

Among the younger generation, those who can break through the bottleneck before the age of 25 and reach the middle realm are all geniuses, and it is obviously difficult for the major martial arts schools to recruit good seedlings.

After all, the North and South schools are so famous. If you have confidence in your own qualifications, who will join the martial arts gym? Who doesn't want to join the North and South schools.

In terms of resources, the martial arts school is nothing compared to the North and South schools.

This is why Xuan Wu'e only used a little trick to induce alliances between the major martial arts halls and forces.

Because the major powers in the south are not like being suppressed by the magic capital, the alliance will increase not only the strength and foundation, but also the right to speak.

Only by increasing the right to speak, the Martial Arts Alliance can get more benefits in the hands of the Magic Capital University and the Martial Arts Association.

The topic has gone far, and the situation of the two playing against each other has also changed.

As a younger generation of the Dongfang Martial Arts Academy and a disciple of the Dongfang Family, Dongfang Jiao is indeed exquisite.

But no matter what, his opponent brought the guy, and the swordsmanship of the Jindaohui was not very fancy.

After the two fought for more than a hundred moves, Hua Meng stood on Dongfang's shoulder with a stab, bringing a blood stain.

"Acknowledge it!" The two of them paid attention to the point. After Hua Meng succeeded in one blow, he did not continue to make moves.

"Admit it!" Dongfang Jiao held his right shoulder, arched his hand slightly, and immediately stepped back.

"Hua Meng, step back and rest!" Just after Dongfang Biao left the field, the president of the Golden Sword Society waved his hand.

After all, Hua Meng had a hundred moves against others, and was slightly panting.

Hearing this, he naturally wouldn't try to be strong, and immediately left the martial arts stage, leaving the field to the next group.

As the venue emptied, a young man with an iron gun would fly out of the iron gun, and then rushed into the venue to dance a spear.

"In the Xia Tie Qian Hui Yu Ju, I don't know the expert who came to enlighten me!"

"Fei Tumen Wu Quan, I will meet you!"

Among the flying legs gate, a young man wearing iron boots rushed out, dashing for several steps, and then killed his opponent.

For a while, the two danced with guns and kicked and fought together.

In the spectator booths around, the atmosphere was also mobilized. From time to time, there were bursts of cheers, but some bigwigs squinted their eyes and did not observe the competition in the field.

For them, the competition of a group of lower realm warriors is really meaningless, unless they are their own disciples playing, why waste this energy.

If it is a young man who has reached Tier 4, it is still worth seeing.

As for the tyrant gate, Fang Tieshou looked at the two players in the field and waved to the one behind him.

"Tao Jie, after you come out, you will provoke the Demon Capital Wu University and be sure to let them play. As for the victory or defeat, it is impossible to lose by your means!"

"My lord, don't worry, the subordinates know what to do!" The man who was shouted nodded and bowed his head.

But the strange thing is that the honorary name he used to call Fang Tieshou was not the master, but "adult", and the disciples of the tyrants around him were not surprised, but it was very strange.

The two players who competed in the field finally decided the victory and defeat. The two played close to one hundred and twenty moves. In the end, Yu Ju relied on the advantage of an inch long and one inch strong to defeat Wu Quan with difficulty.

After the two left the field, just as young people from the major forces were preparing to take the stage, an older man from Ba Quan Men rushed to the stage before them.

"Tao Jie, in the Xiaba boxing gate, wants to learn about the methods of the Magic Capital University of Wuhan. I don't know which master in your school will appreciate him!"

The person here is Tao Lai, a Tier 4 warrior of the Baquan Sect.

Although the strength is in the early stage of Tier 4, it can be regarded as one of the few young masters who have broken through the middle realm among the forces present.

However, this Tao Ye is actually 27 or 18 years old, not a young man of the same generation as Lei Yi and others.

But after all, the power of the martial arts hall is not in each university, and there is no distinction of grades. About 25 years old, a little higher and lower are actually young people.

When some young disciples saw Tao Jie's appearance, they all withdrew their steps and did not dare to leave.

Moreover, Tao Jie challenged the magic capital of Wu Da by name, and they could also watch the battle next to them with the intention of watching the show.

"President Lin, what should we do? Should we not fight?" Ma Ge asked as a senior after thinking about it.

"Hmph, of course it is time to fight, in the early stage of Tier 4, can it still stop us!" Lin Ruonan sneered, not afraid.

"Lei Yi, it's time for you to play!"

Lei Yi: "???"

"What are you still trying to do? Get rid of him!" Lin Ruonan shook his head and motioned for someone to go up.

When Lei Yi saw Bai Lisa and Ingolite looked at herself, she stood up helplessly.

"Speaking lightly, it turned out that I came to the stage. Are you sure it was not a public revenge?" After he murmured, he could only appear on stage under everyone's attention.

Reluctantly, Lei Yi still stood in front of Tao Jie.

He imitated other people's appearances and arched his hands towards the other person, "Brother Tao, please enlighten me!"

"It's easy to say, easy to say!" The latter replied with a fake smile at first glance.

Tao Yan watched Lei Yi set his posture and prepared, a sullen flicker flashed between his eyebrows, and two silver lights appeared in the sleeves of his hands.

"Sharp blade!" Lei Yi seemed to feel something. He glanced at one of Tao Jie's sleeves and found that there was a dark hand in the middle of the clothes.

He understood that Tao Yan seemed to be planning to win against himself by insidious means.

After the two sides said hello, Tao Yi took the lead.

He sprinted towards Lei Yi, and as soon as he shot it, he made a powerful punch.

Tao Yi stood still, his whole body lingering, and then concentrated on his right fist and punched it out.

But when his fist struck out, Lei Yi made a short noise, and flashed past the opponent's fist with his head, and he pierced with one hand, making a mark.

His fingers pierced Tao Jie's armpit, and the qi that was wrapped around the right fist by the opponent dissolved some of his strength, but it still hit an acupuncture point under the opponent's armpit.

"Die me!" Tao Yan saw this, instinctively wanting to withdraw his right fist, but after feeling that his entire right arm was temporarily unconscious, he hurriedly waved his left hand to attack.

And his face showed a vicious and vicious color, and the silver light was shining inside the sleeve of his right hand.

But when his hand was waving, it was caught by Lei Yi's stabbed right hand, and then the two stood in a stalemate.

"Brother Tao, I originally thought that your tyrant fist school was a school specializing in fist kung fu, why did you actually use the side gate when you got here?" Lei Yi squeezed Tao's left hand and said with a smile.

"Damn it, don't let me let go!" Tao Jie said with a vicious threat when he saw that he was easily captured by Lei Yi.

But how could Lei Yi make his wish, his left hand plunged into the opponent's sleeve in an instant, grabbed a sharp semi-circular blade, and then squeezed the blade and dashed towards the opponent.

"No, don't!" Seeing this, Tao Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of terror, as if he had a huge fear of this blade.

But Lei Yi shot quickly, the blade cut across the opponent's neck, bringing up a thin bloodstain.

Then he released his hand and made Tao Jie staggered back a few steps, finally clutching his neck in horror.

"You..." Tao Yan's mouth twitched. After saying this word, he vomited black blood and fell straight down.

"Well, is this blade poisoned?" Lei Yi looked at the fallen Tao Yi, then put the blade in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The death of Tao Jie caused an uproar at the scene.

"Fang Sect Master, can you please explain why there is a poisoned hidden weapon hidden in the sleeves of your disciples. This is a comparison test. Is it going to kill people?" Lin Ruonan saw that the atmosphere was very subtle and hurriedly Asked, adding fuel to the fire.

As soon as this statement came out, the other forces around them all focused on Fang Tieshou, waiting for an answer.

After all, the few people in the previous competition, don't look at the enrollment style during the fight, but after the winner is determined, both sides pay attention to the end, and there is no harm to peace.

As for the disciple of the Tyrant Boxing Sect, there are hidden poisonous weapons hidden in the sleeves. This is not for murder, but for what, is it decoration?

"Tao Ye, how can this **** do such a thing!"

Seeing that everyone was waiting for his answer, Fang Tieshou quickly exonerated: "Everyone, in fact, Fang doesn't know it. Tao Jie is wearing a poisoned hidden weapon. That is a matter of his personal style. As the master of the tyrant sect, but it is impossible to restrain every disciple under the sect, and even take care of their clothes, right?"

"Haha!" Lin Ruonan let out a sneered sneer after hearing this explanation, and did not control the sound at all, so that everyone present could hear it.

Other forces saw Fang Tieshou's case, and didn't say anything, but they were equally contemptuous in their hearts.

The other party made it clear that he would disassociate himself from Tao Jie and put the blame on the dead Tao Jie. Anyway, everyone is dead, what else can you do.

Lin Ruonan winked at Lei Yi on the stage, then made a "continue" gesture, and pointed in the direction of Zhiba Quanmen.

Lei Yi shrugged and shook his head, and quickly replied with an "inappropriate" expression.

Seeing this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, Lin Ruonan showed a hint of anger, opened his mouth, and made a silent mouth.

"Continue to my old lady, or I will kill you!"

Lei Yi understood, Lin Ruonan's mouth shape said these ten words.

He could only cough once, then walked to the center of the Baquanmen performance platform and arched his hands in the direction of the Baquanmen.

"I heard that Ba Quan Sect is good at fisting, but under Fang Sect Master’s hands, there are people like Brother Tao who hide poisonous hidden weapons. I don’t know if Ba Quan Sect is for fame or reputation, or Fang Sect’s supervisor has no way of teaching, Lei thinks Ask for some advice!"

His illocutionary implication is also very simple, you have a tyrannical trick, Fang Tie Shou, you can't get rid of it, at least you have to commit a crime of innocent discipline.

Now I’m asking you for some advice from the tyrants, aren’t you good at boxing, come and defeat me with boxing!

This kind of provocative remarks, let alone Tyrant Fist, even if the other companies could not bear it, they all spoke up, asking Tyrant Fist to come out and teach this arrogant kid.