Ren Feijiang obviously underestimated this young master of the Xichuan Black Iron Sect. Others may not be able to see it, but many martial arts seniors in the audience have already figured out Yu Chang's tricks clearly.

This person is better because of his strange body skills. He deflected his body in an instant, cleverly avoided Ren Feijiang's sword technique of falling rain, and then came behind Ren Feijiang. However, Ren Feijiang was not a simple person. Seeing Yu Chang disappearing from his sight, he was cold and lay flat on the ground. When he raised his eyes, Yu Chang's sword had reached his chest. Taking advantage of this gap, Ren Feijiang's sword was slid forward.

This move is both offensive and defensive, and it can be said that it is very clever in dealing with it. Yu Chang didn't expect that Ren Feijiang fell to the ground, nipped a long sword in his hand, and then jumped in front of him and stabbed him on his right shoulder.

"Three points of fallen flowers!"

When Ren Feijiang saw his sword moves change, he was very anxious. The warriors were most afraid of not using their bodies. Now that he was lying on the ground, he could indeed block the sword just now, but Yu Chang wanted to stab him with his right shoulder and his body was close to the ground. How could he defend?

With a loud shout, he jumped out of the dragon gate like a carp, and the sword energy like a storm was rushing wildly in the air.

"Clam!"

The two of their sword energy were entangled with each other, and the sound of metal and iron around them was endless. Yu Chang was very angry and couldn't beat him in one move. He even slapped Ren Feijiang's chest with a palm.

Xichuan Black Iron Sect is not well-known, but it is one of the few sects in the world that practice Iron Sand Palm. Yu Chang is an outside expert, so he naturally practiced Iron Sand Palm. This palm contains the internal strength of the enlightenment realm, like a dragon's roar, and a tiger's roar, rushing towards Ren Feijiang.

"Iron Sand Palm?" Ren Feijiang had a good experience and narrowed his eyes and saw a little red light coming out of Yu Chang's palm. You should know that it is not easy to practice the iron sand palm. It can be said that it is one of the most difficult palm techniques to practice in the world. When practicing the iron sand palm, the redder the palm, the stronger the palm power. Yu Chang's iron sand palm has a red light, which is obviously a small achievement.

Faced with the horizontal practice of iron sand palm, Ren Feijiang did not dare to be careless, so he quickly used his palm power and collided with Yu Chang's palm power.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

When internal forces collided, a wave of air rolled, and the platform suddenly vibrated for a moment. Fortunately, the platform at the competition was covered with wooden boards and alloy steel plates below, which were twenty centimeters thick. Unless it had the strength comparable to the peak of the Great Achievement of the Realm, ordinary small-achieving of the Realm, or even the Small Achievement of the Realm, cannot destroy the platform.

The dust spread, and everyone raised their arms and saw two people standing under the dust, one was Ren Feijiang and the other was Yu Chang.

The two stood motionless, without talking or making moves, as if they had been used by someone to impose some immobilization technique.

"It seems that the outcome has been decided!"

When the seniors in the audience saw the two of them, they knew that they had already distinguished themselves.

Sure enough, on the platform, Ren Feijiang's face turned pale and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood. His breath suddenly became weak. The sword slammed into the ground. It was obvious that Yu Chang's iron sand palm hurt him.

"I lost!" Ren Feijiang covered his arm and felt a thrust in his arm. His swordsmanship might have suppressed Yu Chang's head, but in terms of palm power, he was no match for Yu Chang at all. He had fought hard with Tiesha Palm, so his right hand still couldn't use any strength. If he continued to compete, he would just lose.

"Agree!" Yu Chang also breathed a sigh of relief when he surrendered. After all, Luoyu Sword Technique in Luoyu Villa is very strange. If Ren Feijiang had not insisted on fighting this palm with him, it would have been very difficult for him to defeat Ren Feijiang in swordsmanship. He just won or won. He was also very generous. He took out a jade pill and poured out a pill and shot it at Ren Feijiang: "This is a special Qi-raising pill made by the Black Iron Gate, which needs to be helpful to you."

Ren Feijiang took the pill, swallowed it without thinking, and then bowed and said, "Thank you for the medicine."

Yu Chang nodded, and the two of them jumped off the platform at the same time.

"The competition between the two young heroes is very exciting. I hope that those who come to the field can compete like the two, and do not hurt the harmony."

Mei Ruochen was very satisfied with the two. There was nothing wrong with the human nature in the world, but he must be open and honest and not use tricks. He should admit defeat if he should give up. He should not be complacent if he wins, and he should not be arrogant if he wins. He should not be discouraged if he loses. This is the true spirit of martial arts.

Think about it, Wutai Mountain spent so much effort to hold this competition, and it was also based on the wish to awaken this martial arts spirit.

On the other side, Jin Suiyuan ran up to the top of the mountain from the hillside, sweating profusely and blushed. When he saw Xu Shaoqing, he hurried over: "Brother Xu, Brother Bai, let you wait for a long time."

"No, no, the competition has just begun." Xu Shaoqing said with a smile.

Zhao Han was very careful. Seeing that Jin Suiyuan was sweating profusely, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, so he looked like an obedient young wife.

The beauty wiped her sweat personally, which made Jin Suiyuan a little flattered. Zhao Han's hands were very cool and touched his forehead. It was icy, soft and very comfortable. But before he could enjoy it, millions of envious and jealous eyes were cast around him.

Zhao Han is a great beauty from the Huangshan Sect. The young talents in the world naturally recognize her. However, even the male disciple of the Huangshan Sect, Zhao Han has never given any good face. Now he is so gentle to wipe his sweat for an outsider, which has completely refreshed their views!

He was not satisfied with hooking up with Fang Qingya, and even Zhao Han was not spared. In everyone's eyes, Jin Suiyuan was no longer the hero who argued with Bodhidharma and saved the reputation of Mount Wutai, but a playboy who was on two boats.

"Miss Zhao, I'll do it myself." Surrounded by the vicious eyes of everyone, Jin Suiyuan felt like a cold light thorning her back, and she felt uncomfortable all over, so she had to wipe it with her handkerchief.

Zhao Han's face turned red, thinking that he was really embarrassed, why did he wipe a boy's sweat in public?

Such a shy and angry posture of the little daughter made everyone's eyes wide open, and they wished they could turn into the scenery in her eyes.

Bai Song was very helpless. His junior sister was not good to his senior brother, but instead flirted with others. Where did he put his senior brother's face?

Sometimes, Bai Song really envies Jin Suiyuan. Not to mention anything else, this woman's fate alone is enough to instantly kill any young talent present.

"Brother Jin, are you going to play later?" Xu Shaoqing asked.

"Young Master Jin once fought with Feng Xiaoyang, and his cultivation was profound. I believe you will definitely not be absent from this martial arts competition, right?" Bai Song and Jin Suiyuan had a fight with him and admired him very much, but no matter how much he admired him, he was also a person who refused to give in. He would also play in this martial arts competition, and even hoped that his opponent was Jin Suiyuan.

Jin Suiyuan smiled and said, "It seems that Brother Bai wants to fight with me next?"

"I dare not take action in a battle, just talk and fight." Bai Song said with a smile.

Jin Suiyuan didn't take Bai Song too much. This Huangshan Sect's Qingsong Sword is famous, but it won't pose a threat to him. Moreover, Bai Song was injured and his strength was probably only 70% or 80% of it. If you face him, you will definitely lose.

Just as the few people were talking, Fang Qingya ran from a distance and fell head-on in the crowd.

"Beware!"

With the wind on the palm of Jin Suiyuan, the internal force was like a mad dragon and swept Fang Qingya from the air. Fang Qingya was like a pair of big hands and then slowly placed it on the ground.

"Miss Fang, stop being naughty." Jin Suiyuan said helplessly.

This girl Fang looked well-behaved in Jingnan City. As soon as she arrived at Mount Wutai, she immediately became lively and even became a little naughty. Jin Suiyuan was really helpless with her.

Fang Qingya stuck out her tongue, grimaced at him, and said unconvincedly: "I am not naughty, I am dignified and beautiful, right? Just now... I was just careless just now, and I can still land without you."

"Okay, can't I be wrong?" Jin Suiyuan gave up on the principle of dealing with good men and women.

"It was your fault." Fang Qingya murmured in a low voice, became cheerful again, pulled everyone away, and sat next to Xu Shaoqing: "Junior Brother Xu, how is the progress of the martial arts competition? Who won?"

Seeing Jin Suiyuan being "bullied" by Senior Sister Fang's expression of being angry but not speaking, Xu Shaoqing's stomach was almost laughing and hurt. He held his breath and pretended to be calm: "Ren Feijiang from Luoyu Villa lost to Yu Chang from Xichuan Hei Iron Sect in the first round."

"Ren Feijiang lost?" Fang Qingya said a little surprised.

"In the competition, whoever wins and loses will be determined by their destiny. It is also impossible to perform abnormally." Xu Shaoqing said.

"That's right." Fang Qingya nodded. Although the warrior's cultivation level is the top priority, the competition also focuses on state, details, and even changes in mentality. There are also many masters below the level of victory in the world, just like Mei Ruochen, who can fight against the master of the Transformation Realm with his exquisite swordsmanship, which confirms this.

Next is the second game.

"In the next sword, Wuheng Duan Qianchou, I would like to ask all the experts for advice!"

The person who spoke was Duan Qianchou of the Bashan Sword Sect. The Bashan Sword Sect was considered a top sect in the world hundreds of years ago. However, a hundred years ago, the mountain gate was suddenly burned by thunder and destroyed. The disciples died and were injured. Almost three-tenths survived. Although the mountain gate was rebuilt, it no longer had the glory of the past and can only be regarded as a second-rate sect now.

Fortunately, the sword techniques of the Bashan Sword Sect have been passed down. Duan Qianchou has the confidence and confidence to compete on stage. He glanced at him and was obviously observing which hero would become his opponent.

"I'll do it!"

Bai Song glanced at Jin Suiyuan and jumped onto the stage: "Huangshan School Bai Song!"

"The Qingsong swordsman Bai Song is on the court, it's a bit interesting!"

"The four personal disciples of Huangshan Sect are all masters. Bai Song, the Qingsong swordsman, is ranked third, and his cultivation is not weak. I wonder how much I compare with Duan Qianchou of Bashan Sword Sect?"

"It is said that a few days ago at the foot of the mountain, the people of the Huangshan Sect were attacked by unknown forces, and Bai Song was also slightly injured. If he had taken the injury, he would probably not be able to beat Duan Qianchou."

Everyone was talking about it. Xichuan Hei Iron Sect and Luoyu Villa rarely mingle in the world, but the Bashan Sword Sect and Huangshan Sect are among the best old sects in the world. Duan Qianchou and Bai Song are also famous swordsmen in the young. This battle is obviously more gimmick and ornamental.
Chapter completed!