The swordsman of Shushan seemed to appear majestic, but he did not take it to Dongfang Qing's eyes at all.

The huge gap in skills determines that there is no suspense in this game, and Dongfang Qing has no reason to show mercy to the swordsman in Shushan. After he came on the court, the Sunflower Book was once again powerful.

The strongest kung fu in the Sunflower Book is Sunflower Movement, but Dongfang Qing did not use this move. How could he use the slaughter knife to kill a chicken? He ended the battle with one fingering move.

Sunflower acupoint hand!

Seeing the Shushan swordsman standing there in a daze, even the host almost didn't react, Dongfang Qing had already fallen into the scene.

Everyone below was silent, without applause or cheer.

The reason is that Dongfang Qing showed too strong kung fu. A master of the quasi-perfect realm could not even hold on to a single move and was stopped. This is the essential gap.

In the past, Dongfang Ming had a bad impression of people in the martial arts world. He was cold, arrogant, introverted, irrational, cruel and ruthless, and dared to go against him. All those who dared to oppose him would be eliminated. It would be better not to be the leader of such a person.

Dongfang Qing said before that she didn't want to continue as the leader of the league, but this time she signed up again. At first, people thought it was just a formality, but they didn't expect it to be a real player.

Abbot Yijie's martial arts are good, but Dongfang Qing seems to be stronger. The last time Zhao Wuji rebelled, the scene of everyone besieging Dongfang Qing was too shocked to the martial arts people, so people were a little scared, fearing that this devil was successful in his re-election, which was not a good thing.

The battle between the first two groups ended like this, and it was still early at noon. After a brief study, it was decided to continue the competition of the third and fourth groups and strive to end the group stage before noon. In this way, there were only three competitions in the afternoon.

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The third battle was held between the descendant of Tantric Buddhism, Sanger and the head of Huangshan.

This time, the head of Huangshan dared to participate in the election of the leader. He also made a breakthrough in recent times and entered a quasi-perfect state. Although he did not dare to expect the leader's position, it would be good to show his face in front of martial arts people and promote the Huangshan Sect.

But this old man now has greater ambitions because his opponent is just a little lama from Tantric Buddhism. There should be no problem in defeating him. If he wins, then he will face the winner between the Abbot of Shaolin Yijie and the Miaojiang masters.

He knew that he was no match for Shaolin Yijie, but he could do it even if he showed some gentlemanly demeanor at that time. I believe that Shaolin abbot would not be too embarrassed by his compassion.

As long as you can fight with the Shaolin Abbot, you will take the initiative to admit defeat when the temperature is almost done. At that time, people in the world will say, "Look, the leader of Huangshan is very powerful. First, he eliminated the Tantric masters, and then fought with the new leader Yijie Abbot Yijie for 300 rounds, and took the initiative to admit defeat without failure. He really has the style of everyone."

He had already seen his heroic figure on the ring. In the future, Huangshan will become a popular sect in the world, and countless people will come to learn from his masters. The head of Huangshan is a little confused.

In a good mood, the little Tantric lama who had just started playing and was about to have a tragedy also liked a lot. He twisted his beard and said, "Little lama, for your young age, this sect will not make things difficult for you. In a while, you will lose more decently, so that people like you, who are outside, will not only hide the dragons and the tigers in the Central Plains martial arts world, but also can conquer people with virtue!"

Sanger didn't feel any support in his heart, because he had calculated that even if he won this game, he would have to face the Shaolin abbot's verdict in the next game.

Sanger is not afraid of anyone, but he just made a bet to lose to his opponent a few days ago. When Sanger faced Yijie, he was always a little guilty. What if the monk pretended to be the eldest brother to suppress himself?

When she was upset, the head of Huangshan in front of her actually pretended to be a senior master in front of her, and Sanger was a little annoyed.

"Hmph! Before leaving the Snowy Plateau, I looked down on the Central Plains martial arts world, but when I got here I realized that some people had indeed been watching the sky in the well, and the words of hiding dragons and lying on tigers are true. But...that must not include you!"

The head of Huangshan's face suddenly sank: "If you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine! Little Lama, you are insulting yourself!"

"Is that true? If I can stick to one move under my hands, I will admit defeat!"

Sanger didn't want to talk nonsense with the head of Huangshan. His body shook for a moment and came to the head of Huangshan at an incredible speed.

With a "Cang!", the head of Huangshan was about to draw his sword, but he never expected that Sange's speed was so fast, and he saw a slap quickly enlarge in front of his eyes!

Tantric Maharaja!

A loud slap hit Sanger in the face. The gap between the Imperial Realm master and Quasi-Permanent is too big. If he enters Quasi-Permanent, he can still deal with Sanger. But now he has just entered Quasi-Permanent's strength, even the battle can be omitted. He was directly slapped by Sanger. He turned three or four times on the spot and fell head-on on the ring.

The Tantric Maharaja Seal was used to slap the face, and Sanger also set a precedent. After directly falling down the head of Huangshan, he stepped down without looking back.

After a brief silence in the field, it was like a drop of water poured into a rolling oil pan, and it immediately became boiling!

Sangge is different from Dongfang Qing. Everyone in the world knows that Dongfang Qing is innate and perfect, and it is obvious that she has made another breakthrough in recent times. It is probably almost the same if she has not reached the Imperial Realm. It is normal and reasonable for her to defeat a quasi-perfect master with one move.

But who is this Sange? The unknown little lama can even deal with a quasi-perfect master with one move. Is his skill not worse than Dongfang Qing?

Although there are already experts from the Divine Dragon Sect in the world, the Divine Realm is still too far away for these martial arts people. In their thinking, if the white-haired old man can be convinced, it will be possible to be a white-haired old man.

So no one suspected that Sangge was in the imperial realm. Perhaps his skills were no less than Dongfang Qing.

Even so, it still shocked people. Why is this disciple of Tantric Buddhism so powerful? The difficulty of that slap is no less than Dongfang Qing's acupoint. The quasi-perfect master did not react.

It seems that the throne of the leader of the martial arts world is really a good thing. With so many experts coming to grab it, there will be a good show in the election of the leader this time.

After all, people in the martial arts world still like to watch the fun. At first, they thought the leader was a quarrel. Later, Dongfang Qing didn't seem to be planning to hold back, so the leader should have arisen between these two people.

And now another Tantric master, and Jue Yuan from the Shenlong Sect, is also innate perfection. This is really a gathering of masters, fighting against dragons and tigers!

After seeing Sanger's performance, Dongfang Qing looked at Huo Yuanzhen with some concern. She could feel that if she could not break through the bottleneck of innate perfection, she would not be her opponent of Sanger. Can Huo Yuanzhen do it?

I saw Huo Yuanzhen still sitting cross-legged, as if he hadn't seen the scene just now.

Dongfang Qing was secretly annoyed. This guy looked like Ran Dongye. But now is not the time when it doesn't matter. Don't you observe your opponent?

I don’t know what the master taught him when he was alone? Will such a short period of teaching have achieved what effect?

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The stadium was boiling for a long time before it calmed down. The host announced the start of the last competition of the group stage, with Shaolin abbot Yijie vs. Southern Chaofeng from the Miaojiang Poison Dragon Sect.

Southern Chaofeng is a strong man in his forties. He is decorated with various ethnic minorities all over his body. He is wearing many verbose clothes, but he still has several bags on his body, and he doesn’t know what it is.

As a less famous party, Nan Chaofeng was the first to appear. He first bowed to the people around him, and then spoke in the direction of Shaolin: "Yijie Abbot, Nan Chaofeng has long admired your name, and is well-known. Although he knows that he is definitely not the opponent of the abbot, Nan Chaofeng still hopes to have an opportunity to ask you in person and get some guidance from the abbot. In the future, Nan Chaofeng returns to Miaojiang and has the capital to brag about his tribe."

Everyone around him laughed kindly. The Southern Dynasty wind was quite tactful, and his skills were not bad, and he was in a quasi-perfect state. Of course, this was nothing in front of the Abbot of Shaolin Yijie. Being so humble and knowing humor really won the favor of many people.

Even Dongfang Qing gently reached out to cover Cherry's small mouth, her beautiful big eyes and smiled with a curved smile. Some people praised Huo Yuanzhen, but she was happier than anyone else.

At this time, Huo Yuanzhen finally opened his eyes and did not use his light skills. He just walked towards the center of the competition field step by step.

When Nan Chaofeng saw Huo Yuanzhen appear, he smiled even more and bowed to Huo Yuanzhen from afar: "Abbot, you have calculated it. You have admired me for a long time. Today I finally saw the real person. I am so happy... Tsk tsk! It's really amazing. The abbot's heaven is full, the pavilion is round, and the appearance is so beautiful. He is really the dragon among people. It will be almost the same as becoming a Buddha or an ancestor in the future!"

Huo Yuanzhen walked onto the arena and came to Nan Chaofeng. He first bowed his head and said, "Amitabha! Is this donor from Miaojiang?"

"It's not bad, it's in the southern dynasty style of Miaojiang."

"I heard that Miaojiang masters are good at using poison. I wonder if it is true or false?"

"This is indeed true. There are many poisonous insects in Miaojiang. If you don't have some methods to deworm and poison, it is afraid it will be difficult to survive there."

"Then during the battle between you and me today, I wonder if the donor will drive those poisonous insects to attack the poor monk?"

When people heard this, they immediately understood Huo Yuan's true meaning. If poisonous insects are also used to attack, then is this competition fair?

If you get hundreds of poisonous snakes and scorpions, you are afraid that your opponent will not be moved without fighting.

Nan Chaofeng kept smiling and said with a little embarrassed: "I know I am not the abbot's opponent, but this technique of driving poisonous insects is also the unique ability of me, Miaojiang people. Those snakes and insects are my pets. Using the pets that I am good at helping with war is not considered cheating."

Huo Yuanzhen didn't seem to make things difficult for Nan Chaofeng: "The donor means that using pets to assist in battle is allowed."

"Of course, but if the abbot disagrees, we can still discuss it."
Chapter completed!