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In an instant, a gossip formation suddenly appeared, covering the entire arena.

Wang Ye, on the other hand, stood on the seat of the gossip formation, with a smile on his lips: "In the gossip formation, everything is under my control, and you have nowhere to hide."

"I can use the gossip array, and when you go back to Gongga Mountain, you have an explanation to your elders."

As he said that, Wang Ye stood in the gossip formation, raised his hand and waved lightly, and a terrifying force shot out towards the three o'clock direction.

boom!

The next moment, the afterimage of the scene disappeared, and then saw Sha Mashayi collapsed under the ring.

At this time, Shama Sayi had blood stains at the corner of his mouth, and his face was slightly pale.

Obviously, Wang Ye hit her real body just now and injured her.

"Is this the strange art of Tianjimen? Good trick, I lost."

Shamashayi stood up, and did not become angry, but admitted his defeat openly, and then asked in doubt: "Dare to ask the leader, is this your strongest method?"

Wang Ye dispersed the gossip formation, and instead of answering, he yawned and walked straight off the ring.

"Su Yang, I'll wait for you to step on me."

Afterwards, Wang Ye glanced at Su Yang before disappearing into the crowd.

"Wudang Wangye, unfathomable!"

Sha Mashayi looked at Wang Ye's back, talked to himself with deep taboo, and then left the scene.

"The winner is Wudang Wang Ye." Seeing this, the on-site referee loudly announced the result of the competition.

Wang Ye's victory did not cause much sensation, after all, in the eyes of everyone, he must win.

"Very strong."

Under the stage, Su Yang smiled lightly and said, "From the very beginning, he was making arrangements. The moment Shama Shayi stepped into the ring, he was already a loser."

"The gossip array, the technique of Qimen, uses the entire arena as the base, and uses itself as a variable to control the entire audience. It is really not bad."

Su Yang continued: "However, if his means are nothing more than this, he is not qualified to fight me. I hope he can give me a surprise."

After the competition between Wudang Wangye and Gongga Mountain Shamashay was over, the Baizong Wushu Contest continued, and the on-site referee said loudly:

"For the second match, Wang Fugui will face off against Huang Yinhu, please enter the arena!"

Chapter 532 Wang Fugui Wins

"Eldest Young Master Su, it's my turn, just look at it, Han Yinhu, I beat him like a little cat."

Wang Fugui had been waiting by the side for a long time. Hearing the referee's voice, he greeted Su Yang, and walked onto the ring excitedly holding a suona.

On the other side, Huang Yinhu also appeared in the middle of the ring under the attention of everyone.

Just like that, Wang Fugui and Huang Yinhu were four or five meters apart, their eyes facing each other.

As the on-site referee walked off the ring, the competition began.

Neither of the two talked nonsense, Huang Yinhu took the lead in attacking, soaring into the air, his legs wrapped in true energy, and kicked towards Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui didn't hesitate either, holding a suona and using reincarnation swordsmanship, easily defusing Huang Yinhu's attack.

but.

Huang Yinhu is not a simple character. He can defeat forty or fifty Tianjiao and successfully advance to the top [-]. Naturally, he is superior.

I saw his attack speed getting faster and faster, and afterimages gradually appeared on his legs.

Wang Fugui didn't dare to be careless, and replaced the long sword with suona, and the majestic sword intent swept all directions, but he could handle it.

Just like that, the two started fighting, the scene was full of true energy, and the sword intent was raging, and the fight was inseparable for a while, and it was difficult to tell the winner.

"The successor of Foshan Wuyingjiao, Huang Yinhu, is in the mid-term of Shenzong, no wonder he can advance to the top [-]!"

"It is said that Wuyingjiao and Gongga Mountain's afterimage step have something to do with each other, and they are both top-notch skills. Wang Fugui may be in danger."

"That's not necessarily the case. Wang Fugui is a cultivator, and I heard that he has stepped into the ninth level of Qi Refining. A cultivator at this level can be compared to the early or even middle stage of Shenzong."

"Not only that, I heard the old man in the door say that once a cultivator enters the foundation building, he can compete with the land warriors, and the ninth level of Qi training and the foundation building are only one step away, so if you compare the ancient martial arts system, the gap will be relatively large , some of the nine levels of Qi training can equal the early stage of Shenzong, while some nine levels of Qi training can obliterate the later stage of Shenzong, or even the peak of Shenzong."

"The state and so on are just a theory. It mainly depends on the combat power. In the ancient martial arts system alone, there are examples of Shenzong crushing the peak of Shenzong in the early days, but it is rare."

"The ancient martial arts system and the comprehension system actually have strong players, but in the long run, the ancient martial arts system is definitely not as good as the comprehension system."

"That's right, there is no realm beyond the land martial gods of the ancient martial arts system. Ancient warriors have nowhere to go, but for cultivators, above the foundation is the formation of alchemy, and above the formation of the alchemy is the soul soul, there is a way to go, And with the opportunity to gain longevity, naturally many people are eager to cultivate."

"Hey, it would be great if the ancient warriors could also prolong their lifespan. On top of the Martial Gods on land, there are a few more great realms. If that's the case, who would give up their true energy and turn to cultivation?"

……

Since Wang Fugui is a cultivator and Huang Yinhu is an ancient warrior, the competition between the two caused everyone to discuss the advantages and disadvantages of ancient martial arts and cultivation.

"Foshan Shadowless Foot."

Su Yang glanced at Huang Yinhu, then smiled lightly and said, "This man is not weak, but unfortunately his opponent is Young Master Wang."

"With Young Master Wang's current strength, he can win with a little effort."

The game has just begun, and Su Yang has already guessed the final outcome.

"father!"

At this moment, Su Youyou, accompanied by Zhang Zhongyu, appeared at the scene of the Baizong martial arts meeting, and trotted all the way into Su Yang's arms.

"Ah."

Su Yang opened his arms, hugged Su Youyou directly, and asked dotingly: "Yuyou, how do you feel today? Does your injury still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, thank you Dad."

Su Youyou hugged Su Yang's neck tightly, put her small face on Su Yang's chest, and said with a happy smile: "Dad, Yoyo is playing the game, have you seen the video?"

"Yeah, I see, Yoyo is awesome." Su Yang smiled lightly, and then said: "However, don't do this next time, it's too dangerous."

"Know it."

Su Youyou stuck out her tongue, nodded obediently, and then asked curiously: "Father, I heard from Grandpa Zhang that you have a competition today, did you advance?"

"Of course I advanced."

Su Yang smiled and said: "Your father, I am lucky. I got a bye, and now I have locked in the top ten."

"Yeah, Dad is really amazing!" Su Youyou smiled happily.

Satisfied by his daughter's praise, Su Yang raised his hand to scratch the bridge of her nose.

People around:? ? ?

Ah shit.

It's just good luck, you don't need to fight to advance directly, what's so great about it?

"Yuyou, your injury has healed so quickly. I still want to go and heal you after today's matter is over. It seems that there is no need for it now."

At this moment, the ink knife who was waiting for the competition came over and said with a familiar smile.

"Go away, I don't want your treatment!" Su Youyou glanced at the ink knife, her eyes full of disgust.

Hearing this, the smile on Mo Dao's face froze, and he was a little embarrassed to stand where he was.

but.

He was not angry, but smiled with relief: "It doesn't matter who heals, I'm relieved to see that you're fine."

"You don't know. When I learned that you were injured, I was so worried. Fortunately, auspicious people have their own signs."

"cut!"

Su Youyou pursed her lips, not bothering to deal with the ink knife, but told Su Yang in a low voice: "Dad, this person has bad intentions, he is pursuing mother, you must not let him go."

"Well, I see."

Su Yang nodded, then his eyes fell on Mo Dao, and said coldly: "Mo Dao, stay away from my family, don't let me see you approaching them again, or the consequences will be serious!"

"Hehe, Su Yang, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Mo Dao said coldly: "If Xue'er hadn't protected you two days ago, I would have destroyed you long ago!"

"A trash who only hides behind women, what right do you have to threaten me?"

"Humph!"

Su Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense with Mo Dao, so he snorted coldly and wanted to kill this person.

"Su Yang."

At this moment, Wang Chongyun on the high seat noticed this scene, shook his head and reminded: "Don't be impulsive, if you kill people outside the ring, you will be disqualified from the competition."

Hearing this, the killing intent on Su Yang dissipated.

Although he doesn't know what kind of changes will take place in the ancient martial arts world after the Baizong Huiwu.

But Su Yang wants to dominate this change, and he also wants to become the leader of the ancient martial arts, so that he can settle accounts with those sects that destroyed the Su family in Kunlun.

Therefore, Su Yang wanted to win the No. 1 Baizong Huiwu, so he didn't want to violate the rules.

"Su Yang, if you have a chance, I'll see you in the arena. Then I will make it impossible for you to survive or die!"

After leaving a word, Mo Dao walked to the other side with a sneer on his face.

Regarding this, Su Yang just smiled lightly, not paying attention to his threat at all.

In the competition between Wang Fugui and Huang Yinhu, after more than an hour of fierce fighting, the winner was finally decided.

Wang Fugui narrowly won, and finally sanctioned Huang Yinhu with his fierce and majestic sword intent.

He obviously had a chance to kill Huang Yinhu, but he spared Huang Yinhu's life.

Huang Yinhu was not someone who couldn't afford to lose, he was even a hearty and open-minded man. He thanked Wang Fugui for not killing him on the spot, and said that he would repay him if he had the opportunity in the future.

In this way, the competition between the two ended, and then the third round of competition began.

Shi Jiutian, the Land of Zen, faces Linyuan from a small border town!

Chapter 533

This competition is full of highlights.

Hearing the names of the two contestants, everyone at the scene became excited and looked at the ring intently.

First of all.

Shi Jiutian's prestige has long been resounding among ancient warriors, and Taishan's magical skills are too powerful, so it naturally attracts attention.

Some people speculated that if Shi Jiutian used Taishan magic skills, he could at least be comparable to Wudang Wangye and Fozi Wuji in a short period of time.

But the real situation, no one knows, and no one has even seen what Shi Jiutian looks like when he performs the Mount Tai magic art.

As for the other contestant, Lin Yuan, in the last round of competition, he forced Master Mo Dao from deep in the clouds to admit defeat directly. He can be called the biggest dark horse in this year's Hundred Sects.

The battle between the two naturally became a hot topic.

At this moment.

Shi Jiutian stepped onto the arena unhurriedly, but Lin Yuan did not appear.

"Lin Yuan, please come on stage!" The referee shouted Lin Yuan's name again.

"Lin Yuan..."

Hearing this, Su Yang cheered up immediately, frowned and said, "Isn't that the old poison's current name? Could it be...it really is him!"

Just when Su Yang was guessing, a 14-year-old boy had already appeared on the ring.

The young man with star eyes and sword eyebrows, dressed in a black robe, is full of evil spirits all over his body. It is the old poison Linyuan!

"I didn't expect this old guy to abandon the ancient martial arts system, and he really practiced the self-cultivation technique I gave him, and even took half a step to build a foundation!"

Su Yang stared at Linyuan from a distance, and murmured to himself: "The earth's aura is thin, and he has stepped into this realm in such a short period of time. It seems that he must have a treasure that contains aura!"

"Half-step foundation building, I have worked hard for a month or two, and it is only the ninth level of Qi training, but he has half-step foundation building, what a fucking fuck."

Su Yang slandered, but then sneered and said: "Hehe, it's a pity, he advances too fast, his foundation is unstable, and he can easily go mad, and his realm will collapse at that time, and the gains outweigh the losses."

"Plus, the exercises I gave him are rubbish among rubbish, and they are not vulnerable at all."