Master of Tongtian Gun

"Senior Brother Xiong Li, we are going to lose now. We just had a big battle with Senior Sister Zhan Linlin. We have already exhausted too much of our physical strength. Most importantly, we are also injured."

"Indeed, the situation that might have been a [-]-[-] draw between the two will now become a [-]-[-] draw. As for who is [-] and who is [-], I don't need to say more."

"Is it possible that Senior Brother Xiong Li chose to admit defeat and save some energy to deal with the other top ten people?"

Everyone started again and fell into a crazy discussion.

Xue Yong looked at the injured Xiong Li and said with a smile: "We are also old rivals. I can't do anything to take advantage of others' danger. Let's wait for you to recover your strength first. In addition, this is a healing elixir. I still I want to have a duel with you who is in full condition."

While talking, Xue Yong took out a pill from his storage ring and threw it to Xiong Li.

After receiving the elixir from Xue Yong, Xiong Li looked at it and threw it into his mouth. Answered with a simple smile.

"Then I'd like to thank Senior Brother Xue. It's not bad. The value of this elixir is only three hundred low-grade spiritual stones. I will definitely use all my strength to have a hearty duel with you later."

After eating the elixir, he immediately sat down cross-legged and circulated the zhenqi in his body to accelerate the consumption of the elixir's effect.

Ten minutes later, Xiong Li stood up, moved his muscles briefly, and said slowly.

"Come on, Senior Brother Xue, come and see if your Heavenly Tablet Palm is more powerful or my Diamond Fist."

"Okay, let's fight." Xue Yong replied. After saying this, he turned around and rushed towards Xiong Li.

Xiong Li also took a fighting stance, waiting for Xue Yong's offensive frenzy.

Between the punches and palms of the two, the fight was quite fierce, and their strength was evenly matched. The first five hundred moves were indistinguishable.

Each of Xiong Li's punches was punched out with great power. Fortunately, it was also Xue Yong's Heavenly Tablet Palm, which had the miraculous effect of relieving force, otherwise Xue Yong would not have dared to fight Xiong Li for hundreds of moves.

In the later stages, Xiong Li's attacks gradually slowed down, while Xue Yong became more courageous with each fight, and his palm skills became stronger and stronger. Even Xiong Li's unique skill of Diamond Fist was immediately blocked by Xue Yong.

Seeing this scene, Xiong Li knew that he had no choice but to admit defeat. In this year, Xue Yong's progress was much better than his own.

"Senior Brother Xue, it seems that you are the only one competing with Xu Kun and Cai Fan for the first place. I am more optimistic about you. Of course, the premise is that the two of them do not use low-grade magic weapons. Once they do, you will definitely lose. of."

Off the court, Xiong Li said to Xue Yong.

"It's difficult. Even if the two of them don't use low-grade magic weapons, I am no match for them. Senior Brother Cai Fan, I know it. He defeated me a year ago without wasting much effort."

"In addition, Xu Kun, with his top-notch Northern Spear Dragon Art, has at least reached the level of Dacheng, so I am no match for him."

"The battle for first place will still be between the two of them. I will reluctantly be the third."

Xue Yong replied melancholy. Although he has made great progress this year, when he thinks of Cai Fan's strength a year ago, he can only sigh helplessly.

While they were talking, Zhang Ping, who was already fourth, went up to compete.

Zhang Ping's opponent in the first round was Cai Fan, which made Zhang Cheng want to cry. In the knockout stage, he met the third-placed Xiong Li, fought for hundreds of rounds, and finally lost to Xiong Li and lost the game.

Unexpectedly, in the first game of the finals, I would face the number one Cai Fan. I felt like I was infected by that bad luck.

Cai Fan, dressed in white, jumped onto the ring, looked at Zhang Ping and said calmly: "Junior Brother Zhang, do you want to have a duel? Don't worry, I won't hurt you and affect your subsequent duel."

Zhang Ping thought for a moment and realized that Cai Fan had mentioned this. If he didn't agree, he wouldn't be able to give others the honor of being number one.

He smiled helplessly and said, "Then please, Senior Brother Cai Fan, please be merciful. Although I know that it is a bit overestimating my ability to use my sword skills in front of you, but I still have to dare to take action."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ping pulled out his sword, used his body and martial arts skills, and came to Cai Fan in a few seconds. He took the sword and slashed at Cai Fan's head.

Seeing this scene, Cai Fan took a step back without any panic, dodging Zhang Ping's first attack.

Seeing that his first strike failed, Zhang Ping continued to attack, one strike after another. The sword energy exerted by the sword was bombarding the entire arena.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The sound of sword energy colliding with the ring could be heard from all directions.

Zhang Ping wildly waved the sword in his hand, and attacked Cai Fan with sword energy.

Facing Zhang Ping's dozens of sword attacks, Cai Fan acted calmly. He also turned his hand into a knife, and an extremely powerful sword energy was struck out by Cai Fan.

In an instant, Zhang Ping's dozens of sword energy were completely destroyed, and in the end they were directed at Zhang Ping. Seeing Cai Fan's sword energy, Zhang Ping's expression became tense.

Only by immersing yourself in the scene can you feel the power of this sword energy. Zhang Ping displayed his own full moon sword technique. In front of him, a pattern similar to the Tai Chi Bagua appeared, which Zhang Ping prepared to use to block Cai Fan's sword energy.

when!

The sword energy hit the pattern, but unfortunately, it took less than ten seconds. This "protective net" is shattered. Zhang Ping was also struck seven or eight meters away by this sword energy and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ping stood up and said in a sad tone: "Senior Brother Cai is still powerful, I am not your opponent."

Fortunately, I practice earth-based Qi Kung Fu, and I have reached the third level of cultivation, so my defense is relatively strong. Otherwise, with this sword energy, he will definitely be injured.

Of course, Zhang Ping also knew that Cai Fan's sword energy was only struck with the palm of his hand, without using a sword, which made this sword energy three points weaker.

"I admit it, Junior Brother Zhang." Cai Fan said calmly and got off the ring, but his eyes were always looking at Xu Kun. I know that Xu Kun is my biggest opponent this time.

Xu Kun knew that Cai Fan was looking at him, so he returned the look.

Both of them said in their hearts: "What a formidable opponent, worthy of all our efforts."

In the waiting area at this time, Xue Yong watched Cai Fan defeat Zhang Ping with the sword energy from his hand, and his heart began to tremble. He didn't expect Cai Fan's progress to be so fast, it was so terrifying.

The other inner sect members also frowned when they saw this result, and then cried out in lamentations. They were also in the top ten. The difference was simply huge.