Chapter 428

Murong Qingtong also played.

Dressed in plain clothes, alone, Lianbu stepped onto the challenge arena.

When they saw the weapons in her hands, they all exclaimed.

It's not the weapon cow with Murong Qingtong, but her weapon. It's too simple and crude, which makes people feel that they are wrong!

What Murong Qingtong held in his hand was a stick four feet long.

This stick is soaked in sesame oil, which is much stronger than ordinary wood. However, no matter how hard it is, it is just a stick. Compared with the white tiger breaking wave sword in Anhong's hand, it is the difference between ants and elephants.

Seeing the stick, Anhong sneered: "Murong Qingtong, I know you have good strength, but you come up with a stick, don't you want to die?"

"If you use a sword, it will hurt you, stick. That's enough."

Murong Qingtong said faintly, and put his cold eyes on Anhong, as if the tiger had been looking at the mice rushing into their territory. It was just the expression of their prey, without any emotion in it.

"It's you who want to use a stick. Don't blame me for being merciless."

Anhong snorted, his eyes full of fierce light.

Do you want to pose in front of Laozi? court death!

I saw his white tiger breaking wave sword pointing up, a very fancy rise, and then, I saw what he was reciting in his mouth.

"Buzz!"

The white tiger breaking wave sword started to sing, as if something was about to come out!

"Directly sacrifice the soul of the sword! It seems that they are going to fight the enemy with one move! "

There were sharp eyed people under the stage, and they began to shout.

An Hong raised his mouth. He really wanted to defeat Murong Qingtong through this battle, so that he could become famous in the guwu family of Fangnan province!

Point the sword forward!

A roar of tiger can hear people's back cold!

That long sword rushed out, instantly let people suddenly feel that this is a fierce tiger in the rush to Murong Qingtong!

However, Murong Qingtong is still unmoved, still holding a long stick, eyes like a spotlight, tightly staring at the white tiger chopping wave sword!

When Anhong's white tiger breaking wave sword was half a meter away from her, Anhong finally moved her hand!

People under the stage, staring at this scene.

I saw Anhong's body suddenly stopped, and the white tiger breaking wave sword in his hand had fallen to the ground.

And a long stick, already against his chest.

If you replace this sword with this long stick, Anhong will be dead.

On the face of Tong Tong Tong, there is no expression of happiness on your face

At this time, all the people responded that Anhong lost!

Anhong is also a bit silly, he even lost!

The sweat splashed down his forehead, and it was obvious that he could not accept the fact.

The key is that Anhong didn't see Murong Qingtong's stick at all. When he didn't respond, Murong Qingtong's long stick was on his hand and knocked down his white tiger breaking wave sword. The next second, the long stick was already on his chest!

In Anhong's feeling, the time when the stick was against his chest was the same as when he knocked down his sword.

Not only can't his eyes see, but also his head's reaction is not as fast as Murong Qingtong's sword.

Anhong is still stupefied under the stage, but Murong Qingtong doesn't want to waste time. He stands the stick behind his back and turns to step down.

There was no applause, no cheers, no one responded.

No one can see clearly Murong Qingtong's sword.

All they know is that Anhong lost.

Anhong's face turned blue in an instant. He had already lost the first game of the competition, that is to say, he must win the next two games!

Although, in everyone's impression, in the three families, except Murong Qingtong, no one can win him, and he will surely win the next two games.

But Anhong still felt a sense of shame haunted him. He always felt that he was the most powerful of the three families, but today he was defeated by Murong Qingtong.

"In the end, I'll let our settlement disciples take your Murong family for an operation!"

In his heart, Anhong picked up his sword, gnawed his teeth and walked out of the stage.

Li Shi felt that he couldn't turn his head. How fast should this sword be? Li Shi also thinks that his eyesight is extraordinary, but now facing Murong Qingtong's stick, he can't even catch the shadow of the stick.

If you meet Murong Qingtong, who will lose and who will win?

Li Shi can be sure, and he may not be able to accept Murong Qingtong's three moves! Unless he is faster than Murong Qingtong's sword, but he knows that it is impossible.

The last two games are competitions between ordinary disciples of two families.Although they were not noticed, both sides fought very hard. All kinds of martial arts and magic weapons were gorgeous, which made the audience cheering.

The next scene was a match between the Ye family's disciples and an Jia's disciple.

This disciple of the Ye family is just a congenital realm. Compared with the disciple who settled down, he is really poor. I don't know how much.

The Ye family's disciple was not vague. He made a bow and said, "I lost" and went straight to the stage.

All of a sudden, there was a roar of laughter below.

"The Ye family is too weak to admit defeat without fighting. Is this a joke for us?"

"Can't you see that? This kid is an ancient warrior with congenital realm, congenital realm! Is it OK not to admit defeat? "

"Innate state? Did their Ye family wither to such a point? You don't even have a strong state of mind? "

"They simply admit defeat, why do they have to participate in the competition, waste of time."

This piece of laughter spread to the ears of this group of Ye's younger generation. It was very harsh, and many people had already blushed to the root of their ears.

In fact, ye Jia deliberately let the younger generation admit defeat. How can a congenital realm fight a Huajin realm? It's better to admit defeat directly than to go up and compete with others at the risk of injury!

Of course, before the competition, ye Jia and ye Shifeng, another young disciple of the Ye family, told him so. Instead of fighting with a group of people who are much higher than themselves, it is better to admit defeat directly and keep Ye Shifeng, the only disciple of the Ye family who has reached the realm of Huajin, and let Li Shiyi go there alone.

The next scene is a competition between Li Shi and a disciple of Murong family.

When the settlement disciple stepped onto the challenge arena, his chin was about to be lifted higher than his forehead.

In everyone's eyes, Li Shi is just a little doctor who can use poison. How can they pay attention to Li Shi's competition?

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