"Forget it~" Mo Jianli shook his head slightly and whispered to Zhu Junfeng.

"Haha" Zhu Junfeng stood up, rushed to the arena with his flying sword again, and said with a smile, "I am here to make up the numbers, which is incomparable to Xiaojinsi and Jiangchaoguan. However, in order to allow all the villagers to see the wonderful performance, I also arranged a simple lineup to compete with the fairy friends of Xiaojinsi and Jiangchaoguan later!"

As he said that, Zhu Junfeng announced the list of Changsheng Academy, which was: Zhang Chunyang, Liu Chun, Jiming, Fan Xiang, Du Yuechen, Tai'an, Qiu Jian, Li Moming, Ji Dong and Mo Jianli.

"Amitabha, the list of the three families has been decided!" Zen Master Mingyue smiled, "I am arbitration with President Zhu, and the donors under the arena are also arbitration! Let us wait and see which immortal friend will laugh to the end!"

"Okay..." Just as I had been waiting for a long time under the ring, I am now applauding wildly, urging the three schools of Buddhist sects, Taoism and Confucianism to start a fight.

"Go!" Xiao Hua slapped his hand and gave Yuan Ya the magic wand that had been included in the space. "Let me see what kind of means do you have!"

"Yes..." Yuanya jumped off the donkey cart, caught the magic wand in the air, and when he landed on the ground, he stepped on a deep footprint on the ground!

Yuanya naturally didn't have to use a ladder. He jumped with a magic wand in his hand and stepped on the pillars of the arena with his feet. He took advantage of the situation and easily got on the ring!

With a "kneel!", Yuanya paused the magic wand on the ring and said lightly: "Which bald donkey came up to die..."

"Wow..." There was an uproar under the ring.

At this time, a slightly strong monk was also holding a Zen stick in his hand, a little afraid and hesitant to walk out of the arena. It was the monk Jianzheng of Xiaojin Temple. This monk often fought with Yuanya on weekdays, but because of the large number of people, he did not suffer a great loss. Today, he saw himself facing this evil god alone, and there was a dark magic wand in his hand!

"Haha. Your name is Jian Zheng!" Yuanya burst into laughter when he saw this monk, "I don't know how many times I have hit you, but you actually caught up!"

Jian Zheng shrank his neck, really afraid, but looking at the gaze of Zen Master Mingyue who was like a sharp sword beside him. Jian Zheng had no choice but to hold the Zen stick in his hand and shouted: "Yuanya, I don't want to see you as you normally, but today is different. I want you to see my true cultivation! If you are afraid, quickly admit defeat and follow..."

Before Jian Zheng finished speaking, Yuan Ya roared and flew into the air. The magic wand raised high and shouted: "Bald donkey, let me take a stick!"

"Bold!" At this moment, Jian Zheng didn't care about being afraid. He waved his Zen stick with both hands, and shouted in a normal manner, and came forward.

With a loud "Peng", the Zen stick inevitably met the magic stick. Although Jian Zheng's skills may not be inferior to Yuan Ya, Yuan Ya's strength is heavy and the huge impact is far from comparable to Jian Zheng. With this blow, Jian Zheng's figure immediately lost balance and flew under the ring...

Zen Master Mingyue looked at him, and there was no expression on his face. He knew that even if Mingcheng and Mingfa came on stage, they might not be Yuanya's opponents. Jian Zheng was easily knocked away by Yuanya... That was normal and tight!

"Amitabha..." Zen Master Mingyue looked at Zhu Junfeng and said, "Director Zhu. My first game of Xiaojin Temple was defeated. Please come up with the students of Changsheng Academy!"

"Okay!" Zhu Junfeng nodded and looked at the audience and said, "Zhang Chunyang. Come and learn about the methods of Taoist disciples of Jiang Chaoguan!"

"Yes!" A thin scholar ran up the stage from the ladder. The scholar dressed in Confucian costume, with a clear sword in his hand, which was extremely elegant, which won the applause of everyone under the stage.

"Please, Immortal Friend Yuanya?" Zhang Chunyang politely held his fists and saluted, and then raised his sword, which was the moment he raised his hand!

"Please, please, please!" Yuanya would not be polite to him. After showing his salute, he shouted three times and waved the magic wand and attacked three times in a row!

The magic wand was blowing violently. Zhang Chunyang activated the thin true energy in the dantian, and barely floated in the air. As the sword danced, he fought with Yuanyayou. Zhang Chunyang's strategy was not incorrect, and his skills were much higher than Jianzheng. However, Yuanya's methods originated from the jungle and fought for life and death in the arena. His moves were all about life and death, and they were extremely sharp. However, after a few moves, Zhang Chunyang was forced to the edge of the arena again, reaching the point of avoiding anything.

"I am not the enemy of Yuanya's immortal friend, thank you for your advice!" After looking at the open space behind him, Zhang Chunyang flew out of the ring without hesitation. He looked very leisurely. He even waved his sword in the air and pulled out several sword flowers. After turning a few moments, he floated to the ground and bowed to everyone.

Facing Yuanya, not only Jianping and Jianshan from Xiaojin Temple were easily knocked off the ring, but Liu Chun and Jiming from Changsheng Academy were also forced off the ring. Even though Xiaojin Temple Mingfa, who later stepped onto the ring, had the true cultivation of the Buddhist sect, he was still not Yuanya's opponent. After a fight, he knocked the Buddha's weapon away and had to admit defeat.

Jiang Chaoguan is now showing his power. He defeated the seven people from Xiaojin Temple and Changsheng Academy alone! Not only did Xiao Jian smile at him, but even the people under the arena also lost their eyes.

These people didn't know the arrangements of Xiaojin Temple and Changsheng Academy. They only saw Yuanya so brave, and they were all dumbfounded, feeling that they had really underestimated Jiang Chaoguan before.

Seeing that Yuanya defeated Mingfa, he was already exhausted. Zhu Junfeng walked to the center of the ring and smiled and said, "The nephew Yuanya is very powerful, which is really beyond Zhu's expectations! However, Xiao Xianyou, your rules... are really weird! The nephew Yuanya fights seven with one against seven, and there is no chance of rest in the middle. Can't this be my Changsheng Academy and Xiaojin Temple bully the few with more?"

"Hahaha..." Xiao Jian stood up from the donkey cart and laughed loudly, "I am just three people in Jiang Chaoguan! You are just bullying the few with the more!"

"Let me do this, Xiao Xianyou, let Yuanya rest for a while!" Zhu Junfeng said again, "How about waiting for my Changsheng Academy to compete with Xiaojin Temple for a few games, and then let my junior Yuanya come up?"

"Is this inappropriate?" Zen Master Mingyue was very clear about Mingfa and Mingcheng's cultivation. Mingfa's power resisted Yuanya, which consumed his energy. Then, no matter how bad the Changsheng Academy was, he could still fight Yuanya for a cup of tea. Then if Yuanya was undefeated, he would definitely be defeated by Mingcheng's hands. How could Master Mingyue let go of such a good opportunity? And if Yuanya rested, Mingcheng would definitely face Fan Xiang of Changsheng Academy, which was very unfavorable to Xiaojin Temple, so he hurriedly shouted, "This rule was proposed by Taoist Xiao of Jiang Chaoguan, and it was witnessed by thousands of donors. How could it be changed?"

"It's okay..." Yuanya took a breath and smiled hard, "You can still support..."

"Forget it!" Xiao Hua smiled coldly. He wanted to leave some face for Xiaojin Temple, but seeing these so-called Buddhist disciples' calculations, he was too lazy to hold back. He floated down from the donkey cart and sang, "Yuanya, you give up!"

"Yes~" Yuan Yasheng did not refute Xiao Hua's words, and responded in a low voice, and immediately floated down from the arena without saying a word, without any delay.

Zhu Junfeng was naturally stunned, but he looked at Xiao Hua slowly walking with interest and said with a smile: "Xiao Xianyou seems to be Jingji Sishi moving. Your next opponent is Fan Xiang from my Changsheng Academy. Please be kind to you!"

"Haha, it's easy to say!" Xiao Hua smiled faintly and slowly walked under the arena.

Fan Xiang of Changsheng Academy had been waiting after the ring. When he heard Zhu Junfeng talking about his name, he immediately activated the flying sword and flew to the ring from under the ring!

"Okay..." Fan Xiang's appearance immediately won everyone's applause. Everyone's eyes were unconsciously gathered on Xiao Hua's slow pace, wanting to see how Xiao Hua stepped on the ring.

Seeing that the ring was approaching, Xiao Hua quietly hit a yellow talisman on him. Then, with a small amount of magic power, his body slowly floated up, as if he was walking on an invisible step, step by step onto the ring in the air!

"Silk..." All the villagers of Changsheng Town under the ring were stunned. They could not imagine that one person could walk in the void! It was simply more incredible than a sword light or a cloud holding it.

"You are not my opponent!" Xiao Hua walked up from under the ring and looked at Fan Xiang and said lightly, "Let him do it!"

As he said that, Xiao Hua pointed his hand at Shichen.

"Senior Xiao!" Seeing Xiao Hua's cultivation level, Fan Xiang knew that he was not an opponent, but he still said respectfully, "Now, I am the younger generation on stage, and I have never taken action to make me admit defeat. I will not convince you! The rules of this challenge were ordered by Jiang Chaoguan. What should I say after I defeated me?"

"Haha, not bad!" Xiao Hua laughed, waved his hand, took out the Pingtian stick, and said, "Confucianism is about breaking and not bending. If you are like this, you will be defeated. How can you step into the literati? In this case, then I will let you know what...awesome!"

As he said that, Xiao Hua calmly stepped on the ring...

Fan Xiang raised his eyebrows and was about to bow to salute, but at this moment, the entire arena shook and Fan Xiang could not stand firm.

But seeing the faint Buddha light flashing violently on the ring, Zen Master Mingyue exclaimed: "Oh, it's not good!" The tin staff in his hand was paused, and he immediately activated his mind to fly in the air. Zhu Junfeng was naturally faster than Zen Master Mingyue. He had already stood in the air with a flying sword under his feet, and he looked at Xiao Hua with surprise on his face!

Fan Xiang was slower, and when the entire arena collapsed, he activated his true energy and flew out of the arena.
Chapter completed!