"What's going on?"

"Yes, why did Senior Brother Li admit defeat? He just started fighting!"

"Senior Brother Li doesn't want to fight with Senior Brother Fang, right?"

"Why is that?"

The disciples who were watching the battle on the martial arts arena couldn't help but talk, and few people understood what happened.**

Only those masters and martial artists with keen eyes could see clearly. When Li Xiangdong gave in, his arms were trembling involuntarily, and fine sweat emerged from his forehead.

On the surface, he looked calm and composed, but in fact he was forced to endure it.

Fang Xiao's situation was not much better. His hands were put together in his sleeves, and his eyes staring at Li Xiangdong were full of ruthlessness and reluctance, and a little bit of pain.

The two sides' duel just now seemed to be evenly matched, but in fact, both sides suffered losses!

The exchanges between disciples in the lower court are rarely so fierce, and they try their best when they come up.

But Li Xiangdong had already admitted defeat, and the competition ended here.

Fang Xiao glared at Li Xiangdong hatefully, turned his head and jumped off the ring, leaving the martial arts field directly.

Originally, as a winner, he was qualified to continue to stand on the arena to defend the ring. According to the rules of the Martial Arts Academy, as long as he can win three consecutive games, he will win quite generous rewards.

Obviously, this reward is nothing to Fang Xiao!

The first arena match of the Xiayuan martial arts test ended like this, but soon a new disciple jumped to the ring and occupied the position of the champion to accept challenges from his peers.

The people of the Great Qin Dynasty were martial. In Jingyun City, which was in this border area, most of them were eager to become a powerful warrior, whether they were wealthy or ordinary people.

It is this spirit of advocating martial arts and respecting martial arts that has intensely led countless young people to enter Jingyun Martial Arts Academy to learn martial arts and learn martial arts. Over the past thousands of years, many talents have emerged and have been passed down continuously!

All the disciples of the Lower Court standing on the ring did their best to exert their strength, striving to leave a good impression on the master and elder who were watching the game while defeating the opponent.

One competition after another lasted for nearly two hours.

Bang!

Accompanied by a sound of punching and shaking, the two disciples of the lower yard flew backward at the same time, falling down to the arena.

Fortunately, there were martial artists below to take care of them, and neither of them was injured, but they also lost the qualification to continue to compete.

On the ring, it was empty for a moment.

At this time, the martial arts examination of Xiaobi of the Xiayuan was coming to an end.

Although there are thousands of disciples in the Lower Court, there are not many students who dare to come to the stage to challenge or accept the challenge, especially today there are many masters and elders on the scene.

Those who are confident and strong enough want to stand out, while those who are not very good at cultivation will naturally not want to become stepping stones for others.

On the martial arts stage, the arbitrator's eyes looked around after waiting for a while.

He asked in a deep voice: "Who else is going to come on stage?"

Several disciples from the Xiayuan Court were eager to stand up just now, but they were all pulled by the people next to them.

Bang!

A strong and strong man with a strong figure jumped up and landed on the ring. His feet collided with the ground and a loud bang, which immediately sparked a little dust.

The knotted muscles are raised under the shirt, their bare head is eye-catching, their dark face is full of flesh, and a pair of hideous bear eyes are full of fierce light, looking like a beast that chooses people to eat!

His left and right hands were covered with black arm guard fists, and the metal armor on the surface was inlaid with a cold luster under the sunlight.

"Hao Xiong!"

"Senior Brother Hao, it's Senior Brother Hao who came on stage!"

"The life and death raid is about to start!"

Immediately, many disciples recognized the bald man.

So the name Hao Xiong quickly spread throughout the martial arts field like a plague, and was passed to the ears of the masters and elders of various martial arts stages and disciples of the upper courtyard.

Whether they knew or didn't know, they all focused their attention on him.

Everyone knows that Hao Xiong appears on the ring means that this life-and-death duel that has been in full swing in the Martial Arts Academy recently is about to begin!

"So this is Hao Xiong? It looks a bit famous!"

On the martial arts stage in the south corner of the martial arts field, Yue Guanfei's face became a little solemn, and he said to himself: "The sixth level of body refining? It is close to the seventh level of heaven to cultivate!"

As a strong man in the innate realm, his eyes are so sharp that he can easily judge the latter's strength level based on just the momentum revealed when Hao Xiong appeared.

"Hahaha!"

Wang Anguo, who was on the same martial arts stage, laughed out loud.

Yue Guanfei's voice was very light, but how could he escape from his ears and ears? He couldn't help but feel happy: "Yue Datuozi, aren't you scared, are you? Humph, it's too late to regret!"

Yue Guanfei sneered: "The king hasn't started to do anything yet. Why are you proud of?"

Wang Anguo touched his beard and said disdainfully: "Let you speak a few more words and see if you can still laugh. I will set the quota for the three deacon disciples in the library!"

Before the formal showdown began, the two masters and elders started to verbally fight.

On the martial arts stage in West Kok, a disciple of the Upper Court who was watching the game smiled and asked the person sitting next to him: "Junior Brother Wei, how many moves do you think your younger brother can block Hao Xiong?"

What he asked was nothing else, Wei Changfeng's half-brother Wei Yiping!

Wei Yiping's face was full of sarcastic expressions and said coldly: "I don't have this bastard brother!"

The disciple of the upper yard shook his head: "After all, it's still a bit bloody. When he is beaten to death by Hao Xiong, if it is inconvenient, I will come forward to collect the body."

Wei Yiping’s relationship with the other party was obviously very good. His expression was relieved and he said, “Okay, then I’ll trouble Senior Brother Chen. Just let me have an explanation at home.”

Senior Brother Chen smiled and said, "A small matter. I heard that Dongfang Lingtian from the Dongfang family is optimistic about Wei Changfeng and has put a heavy bet on him. I am afraid that my intestines will regret it now, right?"

Wei Yiping sneered: "Dongfang Lingtian's vision is too bad. Wei Changfeng might have a little talent back then, but now he is just a waste. It's ridiculous that some people are obsessed with it!"

Senior Brother Chen thought for a while and said, "But he was able to get Ouyang Feng's recognition and even become a disciple of the Eastern Master, so he must have some tricks."

Wei Yiping said disdainfully: "Who knows what evil ways this bastard uses? But even if he has some tricks, he can still reach the sky in more than half a month?"

After a pause, he continued, "Senior Brother Chen, you don't need to test it anymore. I might as well tell you that our Wei family does not have this bastard at all, so we have never wasted any resources on him!"

Senior Brother Chen, whose mind was exposed, was not angry and said with a smile: "It's a mess to care. You practiced behind closed doors some time ago, but I was in Ruyi Gambling House and I've ruined my old job!"

"Then you just wait to win the money!"

Wei Yiping said proudly: "If I come to bet, I bet he can't hold on for a moment!"

Senior Brother Chen's eyes lit up: "Senior Brother Wei, then I'll accept your auspicious words!"

The two looked at each other and started laughing at the same time.

At the same time, the lobby of Ruyi Gambling House outside Jingyun Martial Arts Academy was already filled with gamblers holding bargaining chips.

Although the weather outside is cold, it is steaming and noisy inside. These gamblers have been waiting for a long time, and many people have an anxious look on their faces.

Suddenly a casino guy appeared at the door and shouted: "It's going to start, Hao Xiong is on the field!"

The entire casino suddenly became boiling, and many gamblers asked in a verbal manner: "Where is Wei Changfeng?"

They were all gamblers who bet on the life and death game of Ruyi Gambling. Since they could not directly enter the Martial Arts Academy to watch the battle, they could only gather in the gambling hall to wait for the final result to be announced.

Many gamblers came here early in the morning and waited here for more than two hours.

Finally, we have waited for the beginning of this life-and-death battle!

Hao Xiong has already appeared, so what about Wei Changfeng?

"Wei Changfeng!"

On the ring in the martial arts arena, Hao Xiong's eyes were fixed on one side and shouted sternly: "Do you still dare to fight me?"

His voice was filled with true energy, and the thunder was deafening. His aggressive aura instantly rose to the peak, his face trembling with indescribable ferociousness and terrifyingness!

The eyes of countless disciples followed the direction of Hao Xiong's gaze and gathered on Wei Changfeng, who was still sitting on the ground.

At this moment, he is the focus of attention!

Wei Changfeng exhaled a breath of turbid air, his expression calm and without any change, and he slowly stood up.

He walked towards the ring step by step.

Those disciples who were in front couldn't help but move their positions to give way to a wider channel.

Pity, mockery, regret, tease... all kinds of gloating eyes, like invisible needles!

No one is optimistic that Wei Changfeng can win. In the eyes of these disciples, what he embarked on is a path of no return.

"Senior Brother Wei...you...can definitely win..."

At this moment, Wei Changfeng suddenly heard a timid voice.

He couldn't help but turn his head to look.

The person who spoke was a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, a crescent disciple who was the same as Wei Changfeng. Seeing Wei Changfeng's eyes scanned, his little face was blushing and showed a hint of shyness and anxiety.

Nie Xiaoling!

Wei Changfeng suddenly remembered that this junior sister was Nie Xiaoling whom he had helped when he returned to the martial arts academy.

"It's weird if you can definitely win... it's weird!"

A gentle sneer came from beside him, which immediately caused more ridicule.

Among these group of disciples of Crescent Moon, Wei Changfeng is a completely alien. He became a deacon disciple of the library in just a few days after he was admitted to the hospital, and then became a disciple of the Eastern Master.

Such treatment makes it difficult for people not to be jealous!

Nie Xiaoling's face suddenly turned red.

Wei Changfeng smiled faintly, nodded at her, and continued to move forward.

He stepped onto the ring and stood opposite Hao Xiong.

The eyes of both sides suddenly collided in the air!

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