Two days later.

The spirit of all the people is very full. A detachment has reached the north of Qixia Valley, which is a very open field.

The trees here are not so luxuriant. The valley master had prepared for it. He ordered people to set up a big challenge arena and set up many seats for the people.

There are ten or so silk covered seats in the front row, which are naturally prepared for the elders and other people of each clan. The disciples sit on the back row of small benches. Some of them even prepare their own tea and snacks, and they plan to eat and watch them.

The valley master placed a gong like a model beside him. A male disciple of Qixia Valley tied a red ribbon on his head and held a gong and hammer with the red ribbon floating in his hand.

The valley master just sat at the top of the center. He exchanged greetings with several nearby masters with a smile on his face. He just wanted to say the rules and then called. He only heard the Gong clang.

Everyone:

Valley master temer should feel very depressed now! He hasn't started to sing the number yet, so the disciples of the second class started to ring the Gong!

The master of Qixia Valley turned his head and stared at the disciple. The disciple was innocent and stood there with a gong and hammer. He smiled at him stupidly.

"Let me talk about the rules first! Follow the order of signature. As long as one side concedes, the game will be terminated. If you don't give up and can still fight, you can continue to fight! We are all from three schools and five branches. It's better to stop at the right time! " The owner of Qixia Valley smiled, "OK, now, please go to the challenge arena! The game begins! "

Everyone looked at the young disciple with the gong and hammer.

Those two goods didn't knock again when it was time to knock. They kept their eyes on the valley master, as if waiting for his order.

The valley master waited for a long time but didn't wait for the gong. He turned his head and stared at the disciple and roared, "you knock!"

"Poof..." The crowd burst into laughter.

In the "bang" of a gong, No. 1 and 2 disciples, with vigorous posture, flew to the challenge arena and began to fight without saying a word.

To a great extent, Xuanshi's strength in war depends on Xuanli's strength.

At this time, Xuanshi didn't realize the importance of xuanzhi, so he saw Xuanli flying to and fro, throwing them straight at each other.

At a glance, the trees used by these two Xuanshi are all of the middle level Xuanji.

Generally speaking, the primary Xuanji is popular in the market. For example, when they join the clan, they can learn the intermediate Xuanji.

Only the disciples of master's family, who have good talent, can practice the advanced mysterious skills of their own, and even go to the treasure house to browse the higher level.

It is needless to say that the high-level Xuanji must be one step ahead of the middle level Xuanji in the war.

At present, both of them are performing intermediate Xuanji, which depends on their understanding of Xuanji. After reading Xuanji, the intelligent can not only fully understand it, but also can understand some more advanced techniques on this basis.

However, it is clear that neither of them is particularly intelligent, and both of them are well behaved.

One is to exercise the hand Kung Fu, the other is to exercise the head, so the other person grabs it with one claw. The person always likes to put his big head on top of it. It makes Qiao laugh at the bottom of his heart, and the corners of his mouth can't help rising.

"Number two! Chen Hanzi, the disciple of Shenshui sect, is against Peng Zhang, the disciple of Zhangui sect. " The valley master picked up the number plate at hand and said.

It's 30 o'clock today. I have to slow down my neck. If there is no accident this week, we will keep ten more. Silver tired..