The Ancient Era of Douluo Continent

After fighting for hundreds of rounds, Baqiu and Liu Weiqiang both flew backwards.

"You are strong, but I am not weak either. Let's decide the outcome with one move!" Liu Weiqiang said with a smile.

"Okay, one move determines the outcome, I like it!" Bachu also replied with a grin.

"The sixth level of creation of the world!"

"Six Shattering Violent Fists!"

Baqiu and Liu Weiqiang used their strongest attacks at the same time.

The entire protective formation on the playing field was shaking violently. Liu Weiqiang's golden sword exuded a terrifying sharp aura, as if it was going to chop everything in front of him into pieces!

However, there was a thick and extremely solid aura on Bachu's fists, which remained motionless despite the impact of the blade.

"drink!"

Baqiu and Liu Weiqiang shouted in tacit agreement and unleashed their moves.

"bass!"

"Boom!!!"

Bright lights, accompanied by loud noises, rose across the playing field, and most spectators had to close their eyes or cover their ears to prevent them from being affected.

The competition ground was filled with smoke and dust, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside. However, the group of senior college officials and some other high-level monks standing on the podium could see clearly.

At this moment, Baqiu's fist was fixed on the tip of Liu Weiqiang's golden sword.

But Liu Weiqiang held the sword tightly with both hands.

"puff--"

Liu Weiqiang suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood from his throat.

"Bangdang-"

The golden sword in his hand also slipped to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"You are indeed a worthy opponent."

After saying that, Baqiu's legs weakened and he fell to the ground.

"This... what is this situation, how should this be judged?"

Suddenly, the audience in the auditorium exploded.

"Quiet! Let's play this match. Baqiu wins!" Lu Ziming said loudly.

"What?! Isn't this... obviously a draw?"

"Hey, didn't you see that the student holding the golden sword fell first?"

"This...but they both fell down?"

"Whoever falls first will lose first. Do you understand this principle?"

……

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

In the end, it was Zhang Xinjie who finally calmed down.

"Okay, the final game is coming, let the best students from our inner academy take the field!" a referee announced.

"Oh! Is the last good show finally here? Ah Qing and A Yun should learn not to miss it." Sect Leader Wang said to a pair of young men and women behind him.

"We will not miss every detail!" The two young men said in unison.

"The first match is between Yang Shenghua and Li Rongcheng. Since the level is too high or too small, the performance will be affected, so the next stage is only for the two senior students of the inner courtyard. Please take your seats, both sides."

"Well, it's true that when yellow-level monks fight, this small arena is not enough to watch. This is indeed a good idea!" Sect Master Wang admired from the side.

"Hahaha, Wang Zongwang is just laughing. I wonder which level of students in our academy do you want to challenge in the future? Do you think you can consider the yellow-level students?"

"Yellow level? No, no, no! My two disciples can't stand it, so I'd better challenge a few human-level ones." Wang Zongwang declined with a smile.

"Hey, this old fox seems to be quite sinister." Zhang Xinjie cursed in his heart.

On the playing field, Yang Shenghua and Li Rongcheng had already arrived on the field and were ready.

"Yang Shenghua, there's not much difference in strength between you and me. Why bother with procrastinating the competition? Let's have a quick battle to open the eyes of the juniors. Do you think that's okay?" Li Rongcheng said with a generous smile.

"Okay, that's what I mean! A master's attack doesn't require so many fancy skills at all, come on!" Yang Shenghua grinned.

"Boom!"

They released their powerful yellow-level cultivation at the same time, and they were equally matched!

"Whoa!"

The figures of the two people appeared and disappeared, and they collided with each other again and again like ghosts. There was a roaring sound in the air, but there was no shouting sound of using the technique.

"Bang hole! Bang hole! Bang hole!"

……

After fighting for who knows how many rounds, the two men retreated and returned to their original positions.

"Hahaha, okay, very good! Let's take the final decisive blow!" Yang Shenghua roared excitedly.

"Okay, come on!"

"Finger of Xuanhuo!"

Li Rongcheng used his strongest trick.

"Endless night!"

Yang Shenghua, also surrounded by a black aura, went up to him face to face.

The confrontation between red and black is constantly brewing on the playing field.

Finally, the energy of the two reached the edge of collapse and exploded in all directions.

"Boom!!!"

This thunderous roaring sound and terrifying shock wave cannot be underestimated, at least it is fatal to the monks below the human level in the audience.

"Hurry up and maintain the barrier!"

Lu Ziming directed the top management of the academy to instill magic energy into the arena.

"This... this is a competition between masters. Every move is enough to kill all low-level creatures in an instant. Even the ordinary skills used can destroy the world..."

Many students raised their heads and looked at the spectacular scene on the playing field and sighed.

"Huhuhu..."

The aftermath soon stopped, but Yang Shenghua and Li Rongcheng still stood tall and tall on the playing field, unable to tell who was winning and who was losing.

"Li Rongcheng, your Black Fire Finger is really powerful. In terms of single-target attacks, I think he is a very handy move. My Endless Dark Night is still inferior after all." Yang Shenghua said with a smile.

"No! Your Endless Dark Night is also good. If you face a group of enemies, your effect will be better. My range damage is not as good as yours!" Li Rongcheng objected.

"Then let's count you as the winner in this game. Work hard and see which grandson you will fight with next time!"

Yang Shenghua gently patted Li Rongcheng on the shoulder and walked off the playing field.

"Huh? The winner hasn't been decided yet, why did he leave the field on his own?"

Many viewers raised questions.

"You know what the heck, the duel between masters is very delicate. One wrong move may lead to the whole game being lost. It seems that the senior took the initiative to end the match because he felt ashamed!"

"oh oh……"

"Li Rongcheng of the Inner Court wins the first round! Please invite the students for the next round."

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Li Rongcheng has made such great progress that he can directly assume the position of dean of the college!" Zhang Xinjie said with a cheerful smile.

"Yes, with Huang Ji's early cultivation he defeated Yang Shenghua of the same level. This is indeed a good prospect!" Richard also admired from the side.

"Uh……"

Suddenly, Richard seemed to recall something, and his face immediately darkened.

"What the hell, why hasn't Tian Gong come back yet? He will be out in a while, what should I do..."

The following competition was the same as before. Many students from the inner courtyard realized their shortcomings within a few moves and took the initiative to leave the field and give up their positions.

"Come on, Senior Shen!"

At this time, Yu Xin's voice sounded in Shen Qiliu's ears.

Shen Qiliu stopped, looked back at her, and smiled.

Then he walked straight onto the playing field.

"The last match, Wang Ruyun of the inner court versus Shen Qiliu!"

"Senior Wang, nice to meet you!" Shen Qiliu saluted politely.

"Senior Shen Qiliu, I heard that you have just been promoted, and the senior will show you the realm of a master." Wang Ruyun said.

"Okay, let's thank the senior first and let's see the gun!"

Shen Qiliu summoned his silver spear and attacked Wang Ruyun quickly, and he specifically aimed at Wang Ruyun's tricky spots.

Wang Ruyun reacted quickly, summoned two daggers, and fought with Shen Qiliu with ease.

"Boring! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The long-lost sound of weapons clashing sounded again on the playing field, completely unlike the indiscriminate bombardment before.

"The marksmanship is good, it must be a family tradition!" Wang Ruyun said with a smile.

"That's right, the senior's pair of magic swords are also used superbly." Shen Qiliu replied.

"Cloud-piercing strike!"

Shen Qiliu saw the opportunity and threw the silver spear in his hand.

"Yes, for a while, I have realized the sharpness and sharpness of the gun, but this is not enough!"

Wang Ruyun crossed his arms in front of his chest and blocked Shen Qiliu's spear.