The owner of the Peak Martial Arts Hall is named Cui, and the ninth-grade Peak Grandmaster is at the level of the Ninth-grade Peak Grandmaster.

Chief disciple in the martial arts hall, senior eighth-grade master.

Second disciple, new eighth-rank master.

The other five or six main disciples are the highest seventh-grade peak masters, and the worst is the new master.

This is the foundation of the old martial arts hall.

The master is already an extraordinary existence in the course of martial arts.

Going up, the Grand Master, the Jindan of Martial Arts, etc.

Basically, I won’t continue to stay in the martial arts hall.

According to Yu Nan's guess, above the Grandmaster, basically traveling around the world to find the ultimate in martial arts, or going deep into the secret realm to explore ancient treasures, or practicing in seclusion for a long time in order to improve.

I will never pay attention to the world like the martial arts hall.

This is also a kind of supreme forgetfulness after practicing Taoism to the extreme.

Like Wu Chengjin from the Guangming Martial Arts Hall, who is above the Grand Master, is considered an exception, and it is complementary to the forces in the court, and the relationship is relatively complicated, which is another matter.

The Peak Martial Arts Hall is actually a bit of a headache when deploying troops in the duel with the Feilong Martial Arts Hall.

There are too many talents, and I don’t know who will go first.

Will being a master at the beginning make peers and outsiders think that the Peak Martial Arts Hall is bullying?

It's time to start picking people.

Rank out the candidates for the first three rounds first.

Lord Cui looked at the disciple in front of him, his eyes full of his appearance when he was young.

They were also fought in repeated competitions and challenges.

"President Wu is here!" There was a commotion among the disciples.

When the owner Cui saw that the head of the Guangming Sect, Wu Cheng, had a round and bloated figure among the old owners.

Before sitting down, he waved toward this side.

The owner of the Pavilion Cui felt Lao Wu's care and felt warm in his heart.

At the same time, it was also encouraged.

This battle is not just a showdown between the Peak Martial Arts Hall and the Feilong Martial Arts Hall.

Instead, it represents the first battle of the old martial arts hall in the West District!

Haha, since I was the first to accept the challenge of Feilong in the Peak Martial Arts Hall, then next, please watch the performance of my Peak Children.

That was the ruthless crushing of Feilong, the little hairy head.

"Who will play this first game?"

Spot the soldiers and generals to see who has the courage and courage.

This is the moment to test the disciples.

"Disciple is willing to take the lead!" A new master named Tie stood up.

The reason why he is called a head iron is that in addition to practicing copper and iron bones, this person has a head that is hard and hard, and is strong and strong, which is comparable to the texture of black iron.

Compared with his iron head, ordinary weapons are simply vulnerable.

He also entered the realm of a master with his physical strength and was also the youngest master in the martial arts hall.

"Okay, Iron Head, then you can play the first round and let Feilong feel the power of our peak martial master!"

The martial arts master nodded in approvingly.

As soon as his head was out, he stood on the ring and did not move, and his opponent could not hurt him at all.

This round is a sure win.

The master of the martial arts hall looked around and saw the movements and stills of the Feilong Martial Arts Hall.

At this moment, Wu Song was holding a bamboo stick in his hand, and ten of them had numbers written on them.

From 1-10.

If you get the number sign, then participate in the corresponding session.

Those who don’t get the number will obviously be rejected.

"Puff!" The martial arts master couldn't help laughing.

The peak disciples looked at this one after another.

"Master, why are you laughing at?"

The martial arts master said loudly:

"No one is willing to fight in the Feilong Martial Arts Hall, but they are choosing the head by drawing lots. It seems that they are just making a fuss. If they publish a challenge book this time and no one in our old martial arts hall will face it, then they will have earned their face."

"Haha, luck doesn't exist, these young people..."

After saying that, he turned his attention to Feilong's side to see how far the farce would go.

Those who get the lottery must cry, right?

Wu Song, holding the big handful of bamboo sticks, looked at the brothers of the Dead Soldiers with a smile.

My heart was MMP: "If the master hadn't told me not to play first, it would have been your turn."

The master and his friends are watching the game at close range, who doesn't want this opportunity to perform?

With a move in his hand, the bamboo sticks were thrown into the air and fell.

The dead soldiers of Feilong Martial Arts Hall all jumped up.

No one has a sharp look, and you can see where the bamboo sticks with numbers fly at a glance.

This will be a slash and a snatch!

The ring has not yet begun, and the Feilong Martial Arts Hall has started fighting first.

However, the snatching process was soon settled.

Wu Gong looked at the contestant standing in front holding the number sign in his hand, and in a deep voice, "Okay, the number one sign will be on the field first, if you didn't get it, work hard in the afternoon. As long as you keep playing, everyone will have a chance."

Duolaimi took the No. 1 sign, and ran to the ring.

Why do children who come to Mi become dead soldiers in Feilong Martial Arts Hall?

Hundreds of people couldn't get into the circle he drew with his branches.

It was precisely because I last held half of my life to protect my master's horse, and after recovering, I asked to stay in the martial arts hall.

Get up wherever you fall.

Duolaimi really made a little famous in the following few games.

It seems that he has a certain degree of improvement, similar to the awakening.

It can be said that a person has a small fist, and he will be desperate to fight.

After Duolaimi entered the Xuanwu Arena.

A circle of light suddenly lit up around the ring.

This represents the unowned arena, and it has started a closed state.

And the center of the arena is wrapped in a layer of invisible shields.

This layer is a shielding cover, which is also a protection.

The duel competition on the arena is not affected by the stands area where the audience is located.

This is the magic of Xuanwu Arena.

In the center of the arena, the little Flying Dragon player Duolemi stood opposite him with the new master of the Peak Martial Arts Hall.

The two stood on the black ring ground, looking at each other.

In the stands, the noise that the audience had before was also in tranquility at this moment.

Some of them watched a competition for the first time, but they held their breath and didn't blink, afraid that they would miss the wonderful scene at the beginning.

Why is it a child?

The Feilong Martial Arts Hall draws lots, this kid is quite unlucky.

Everyone's minds were full of speculations and thoughts.

But most of them are worried about Duolami.

Always sympathize with the weak.

The head iron in the Peak Martial Arts Hall is a big and thick man with a stunning figure, and his sharp aura is unobstructed.

On the other hand, Duolai Mi looks like a faint smile and is relaxed and relaxed, he is just a teenager.

Those who understand will naturally understand.

There are many warriors who are lucky enough to see many Lai Mi taking action.

This ordinary boy was once a madman who was fearless and fought to the end.

The other side of this harmless white face is a super player who is determined and courageous and never shows any mercy when he starts.
Chapter completed!