After lunch, Ge Yu and his group walked towards the ring again.

When I walked to that place, I saw that the competition were replaced by another one. It was because the battle between Ge Yu and Taoist Master Tongtian was too intense, and the ring was full of holes and could no longer be used. So I replaced it with a new one, strengthened it again, and more runes were drawn around me.

When Ge Yu walked there, the crowds of people gathered around him were already crowded with people, with gongs and drums and firecrackers ringing...

There are more people coming to watch the battle this time than in the previous few days. I am afraid that there are not a thousand people gathering from major sects.

With so many masters gathering together, the terrifying Qi field stirring is really spectacular.

Ge Yu walked to the ring and waited for a while before someone announced that he could continue the competition.

It's still the same as before, and I need to continue to draw lots.

Now there are only three people left, and there are three numbers in the box, one, two, and three.

Ge Yu, Shao Xiaolong and the monk Zhikong from the Bodhidharma Cave lined up in a row and went to the black box to grab lots.

Monk Zhikong walked in front, Shao Xiaolong followed, and Ge Yu stood behind Shao Xiaolong.

At this moment, Ge Yu and Shao Xiaolong stood very close. When they used the Qi field to sense the breath on his body, they realized that Shao Xiaolong was indeed unfathomable. Not only was the strong breath, they also emitted an aggressive dragon energy.

This is a terrible opponent.

Shao Xiaolong, who was walking in front, seemed to notice that Ge Yu was observing him. He turned around and looked at Ge Yu, and a smile squeezed out on his face that looked a little stiff, and said politely: "Hello, I am Shao Xiaolong."

Ge Yu was stunned. Unexpectedly, this person actually greeted him first, and replied politely: "Hello, my name is Ge Yu, a disciple of Xuanmen."

Shao Xiaolong nodded and said, "We may have to compete in a while, so we will ask Brother Ge Yu to show mercy."

Ge Yu smiled and said, "Brother Long is so strong, I should beg you to show mercy. I really got it in a while. We have the first friendship and second place to compete. How about going to drink after the fight?"

"It's easy to say, I'll drink after the fight." Shao Xiaolong said politely.

This Shao Xiaolong has always been alone, and has never seen him with anyone, nor has he ever seen anyone interact with him. He suddenly talked to him, and Ge Yu was still a little flattered.

The two chatted for a few words. The monk Zhikong in front had already finished drawing lots, and then they went up and caught one.

Ge Yu opened it and found that he was catching three.

And that monk Zhikong is 2, and Shao Xiaolong is 1.

According to the previous agreement, it will definitely be one-on-two, and then the winner will fight for the third one.

The three that Ge Yu caught was a big advantage. There was no need to fight in advance, just go straight to the winner of the final battle.

Seeing the three that Ge Yu caught, Shao Xiaolong looked at Ge Yu and smiled and said, "Brother Ge Yu is lucky. I don't know if there is a chance to compete with you later. Maybe he is not the opponent of Master Zhikong."

"Brother Xiaolong, you are polite. I think you must be fine." Ge Yu said with a smile.

"I'll lend you a good word." Shao Xiaolong bowed his hand and walked towards the ring.

Ge Yu looked at his back and felt that this guy was not as inaccessible as he looked.

This guy has black trousers and white shirts, clean and serious, and doesn't look like a man from the world.

Suddenly, Ge Yu had a little affection for the Shao Xiaolong in front of him.

Soon, Shao Xiaolong and the monk Zhikong from the Damo Cave each walked onto the arena.

With the sound of a gong, the competition was announced to begin.

The two of them reported each other's names, were polite, and then took off one after another, taking out all the magic weapons in their hands.

The little monk in the Bodhidharma Cave of Shaolin Temple used a copper stick with dense Buddhist scriptures on it, while Shao Xiaolong used a sword with dense runes on it.

The two of them set off a battle, only about three meters apart. After a while, neither of them made any moves and were in a stalemate.

This is a contest between experts. The reason why the two people stood there motionless was to observe each other for enough time and overcome the flaws on the other side. The first move at the beginning can determine the opportunity. Once the flaws on the other side are found, they can play a certain role in suppressing them in advance. Of course, this is when the two people have equal cultivation and strength.

Since they can rush into the top three, they are not ordinary people, and both of them are very cautious.

Although he was just standing there motionless, the murderous aura emitted from the two of them was so serious that no one who was watching the ring in the audience made any sound.

Just the suppression of breath makes people feel dull, and some people with lower cultivation begin to breathe heavier.

Invisibly, a powerful Qi field spread from the arena.

Although they had not moved for a moment, everyone could feel the battle between the two of them. It seemed that they had fought for dozens of rounds and could feel the excitement of the battle.

This is a master, and the aura on his body can cause a crushing force.

After a full stalemate for five minutes, almost at the same time, both of them lifted up the magic weapon in their hands, their bodies were as lightning, and then they hit each other hard.

The bronze stick and the long sword collided, making a huge roar, and a wave of air rose up from the ground.

With just one collision, the people watching the ring cheered, just like the sky covered with dark clouds, thunder kept roaring, and the dark clouds rolled, and it never rained. The sudden fight between the two means lightning and thunder, strong winds and heavy rain poured down.

After this collision, the two sides began a storm-like battle, with sticks and swords colliding together, dinging and dinging.

The two of them were getting faster and faster, and the fight became more and more intense. After dozens of moves in a row, many people couldn't see the figures of them clearly because the speed was too fast.

The rearranged arena could not bear the powerful power of the two. When the stick in the hand of the little monk Zhikong hit the bluestone slab, the bluestone slabs shattered one after another, and the long sword in Shao Xiaolong's hand fell on the bluestone slab, which also cut the bluestone slabs across the gullies, which was shocking.
Chapter completed!