"Opening the mountain palm!"

"Bully Body Fist!"

Rumble...

At this time, the competition platform had been divided into four areas, and there were four competitions at the same time. Because Su Yun was No. 8, he played in the second round. Because Gu Yue was bye, the two sat in the rest area below the competition platform to watch the game.

Bai Sheng drew No. 3, so on No. 3. Su Yun looked at this guy. The spiritual energy of the ninth level of fasting was very strong. His opponent was only level of fasting for the sixth level, so there was no suspense.

What Su Yun paid attention to was the guy named Han Fei from the Han family on Channel 2. Han Fei was nearly two meters tall and very burly. From his muscles, he could see that this person was taking the route of strength.

His opponent is a young man from the Li family named Li Yong. His strength at the ninth level of the fasting realm is even stronger than that at the eighth level of the fasting realm.

Li Yong held a long blue sword in his hand and pointed at Han Fei and said, "Brother Han Fei, please give me advice!"

Han Fei snorted coldly, not even taking out his own weapon, stared at Li Yong and said, "Come on!"

Feeling Han Fei's contempt, Li Yong took a deep breath, and the sword crossed the sword energy shot towards Han Fei. Han Fei snorted coldly and said, "Your Qinyang sword energy is useless to me."

Han Fei roared angrily, and his whole body clenched suddenly. The spiritual energy formed a barrier in front of him. Then, light flashed on Han Fei's fist and he quickly punched. With the sound of booming, Han Fei directly smashed Li Yong's sword energy with this brute force, and his body was approaching Li Yong step by step.

Seeing this, Li Yong's face became very ugly. He took a step back with one foot, took a deep breath, and the long sword in his hand made a buzzing sound, and then Li Yong turned into a residual shadow and shot at Han Fei.

Seeing this, Han Fei raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth. With everyone's surprise expression, Han Fei stepped on the ground with his feet, and his body turned into a shadow and won at Li Yong.

When Su Yun saw this, his eyes widened and said incredibly: "How can this guy's strength and speed be done at the eighth level of the fasting realm?"

Gu Yue also said with a sad face: "When did that big guy in the Han family become so powerful? Do you want me to marry that big guy?"

Speaking of this, Gu Yue shuddered all over and pulled Su Yun's arm and asked, "Can you beat him?"

Su Yun shook his head and said, "I'd better pray for all of them after I'm going to be bye."

Gu Yue heard Su Yun's words and asked, "Why?"

Su Yun grinned and said, "If this happens, I will have enough energy to play the last game. By the way, if you enter the last three, are you sure to defeat your opponent?"

Hearing Su Yun's words, Gu Yue's eyes lit up and she said excitedly: "Then are you sure?"

Su Yun said with a strange look on his face: "If I win, would you marry me?"

Gu Yue's face instantly wrinkled into a bun, but she seemed to figure something out very well, and said straightened her back: "Anyway, I can't hide this time. Instead of marrying those bastards, I might as well follow you."

Su Yun grinned and said, "Are you giving up?"

"You just broke the can and strangled you to death! Was you wrong, was you wrong?"

When Bai Sheng won and was about to seek credit for Gu Yue, he saw this scene, Gu Yue's hand

Pinching Su Yun's waist, Su Yun, the disciple, pretended to be in pain and begged for mercy.

"Hey, Bai Sheng, you won?"

A trace of haze flashed through Bai Sheng's mind, but it instantly dispelled the haze and said with a smile: "I will be in disgrace my mission, Brother Su is about to come on stage."

Su Yun smiled slightly and didn't say much. Soon the first game of the first round was over. In the four competitions, Bai Sheng and Han Fei of the Han family won the first place. The young man named Xiong Wen of the small family actually defeated a disciple of the Xu family. The last one won was a young man named Zhong Xu of the Zhong family.

"The first round of the second competition begins, please come on."

Su Yun was the eighth, so Su Yun took the lead in walking on the No. 4 venue. When Su Yun stood still, he found that the remaining disciples of the four major families had gathered together. Soon a young man holding No. 17 walked onto the No. 4 venue.

Seeing this, Su Yun smiled bitterly, "Is this targeted?"

The one who came on stage was a master of the ninth level of fasting, and judging from his aura, he would probably be able to break through after practicing for a while. Such people are almost at the peak of the fasting realm, and most of the people of the same level are not his opponents.

"It's really a waste of effort. I'm Su Yun, how can I ask what my brother is called?"

"Xu family, Xu Shicong!"

He really has a master's style. Su Yun muttered mentally, thinking in his mind how to get this guy down. If this guy is defeated, I wonder if the Xu family will cause trouble for themselves.

After looking at the martial arts competitions around him, Su Yun smiled and looked at Xu Shicong and asked, "Brother Xu, will it start?"

Xu Shihang frowned slightly, then took out a dark stick and said to Su Yun: "I never underestimate my opponent, so I will use all my strength every time I take action, so be careful. If you don't want to be injured or die, it's best to admit defeat as soon as possible."

"Well, you're so good at pretending. But you have to be careful, and I won't keep my hands off."

When the people in the stands saw that Su Yun and Xu Shicong had not taken action, they all looked at the two of them. Gu Feng frowned. He never thought that the disciples of the four major families were so shameless, and they exchanged tokens to deal with the strongest people against Su Yun.

"It seems that I can only put my hope on Bai Sheng."

When Gu Feng was thinking so, the two men on the competition stage finally took action. Xu Shicong was extremely fast. He did not have the fancy Taoist technique and directly approached Su Yun quickly.

When Su Yun saw this guy's fighting style, two wind patterns suddenly appeared under his feet, avoiding Xu Shicong's attack at a faster speed.

When the people from the City Lord's Mansion outside the field saw such a familiar scene, they immediately cheered one by one. After Xu Shicong's attack failed again, his body suddenly stopped.

"I leave you with no way out!"

Xu Shicong roared, then threw the black stick in his hand. Su Yun saw that the black stick was divided into two, two into four...

"Sunset, afterimage!"

After Xu Shicong shouted in a low voice, Su Yun felt that the sun in the sky was shrouded in the shadows of the sky, and the light on the competition stage suddenly became darker.
Chapter completed!