In the main ring, the competition was in full swing.

Feng Tianyu, the leader of the beggar gang, smiled against Ximen, the head of the Ximen family.

Thirty-six sticks of the flying dragon, under the dance of the wind and the feathers, the shadow of the stick is heavy, a stick is as fast as a stick, in the whirring, in an instant, only the shadow of the stick in the sky is seen, and the Ximen smile is surrounded layer by layer.

And Simon smiled without showing weakness.

The Heavenly Thunder Knife Technique, the knife is earth-shattering, a knife is as strong as a knife, drawing a half-arc of knife shadows, blocking Feng Tianyu's dog-beating stick from the knife shadow.

It's a fairly competitive competition.

Chess opponents!

Find one's match!

The strength was evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.

Due to the high speed, in a short time, a hundred moves passed.

Still indistinguishable.

In the blink of an eye, two hundred moves passed.

It's still evenly divided!

"I heard that the Simon family originally intended to support the beggar gang, why are they still trying so hard?"

Someone at the bottom asked strangely.

"Support is support, competition is competition, Simon is known as 'martial idiot', it is usually difficult to find a master who is evenly matched, and now there is such a good opportunity, how can he be willing to miss it?"

Someone replied with a smile.

"If you continue to fight like this, I don't think anyone will be able to please you, and if there is a lose-lose result, won't the gains outweigh the losses."

Someone else said.

"Yes, if we want to join forces, why spend all our energy on this competition? You know, there are even tougher battles to fight ahead! ”

Some people also said regretfully.

"Which of the two of them do you think will emerge victorious?"

Someone changed the subject and asked.

For a while, everyone had different opinions, some said that Feng Tianyu would win, and some said that Simon smiled even more.

When the battle is exciting, the audience will spontaneously applaud and applaud warmly.

Two old men, one with a gray beard, the other with a black beard, knives and sticks, jumping in the air, did not show the slightest old state, looking at the body method, speed, light as a swallow, extremely smart, ordinary young people are beyond the reach of dust.

And both of them are people with profound internal skills, and after 300 moves, they are still out of breath and their faces are not red, as if they are becoming more and more courageous.

Until five hundred moves passed, the two were still indistinguishable.

"Haha...... It's really enjoyable, the old is called Hua, the day you said that you are old and have no energy, now it seems that you are old and strong, the older you are, the braver you are! You're even more powerful than when you were younger. ”

Simon said with a smile as he responded.

"Haha...... Your martial idiot's growth is not small, I think you are about to reach the twelfth level of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique, right? ”

Feng Tianyu replied with a smile.

"I really can't hide it from you, I just broke through, you are the first person to comprehend the twelfth layer of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique, you are very lucky!"

Simon smiled as he spoke, unleashing a more powerful move.

Suddenly, he unexpectedly performed a move "Wrath of the Heavenly Gods", and the Wind Thunder Knife cut through the sky, bringing out the sound of "Booming ......", as if thunder from the sky, with a groundbreaking momentum, slashed towards Feng Tianyu.

"Ah......h

The audience below exclaimed.

Isn't it desperate that all such moves have been used?

"You're crazy!"

Feng Tianyu also said loudly angrily, he didn't dare to be careless, he didn't have time to think about it, and the "Dragon Roar Nine Heavens" that had never been used before also hurriedly made a move.

The power of this "Dragon Roaring Nine Days", Feng Tianyu

It's just a quiet practice in private, and it's never really used in actual combat.

Because his power is indeed very great, ordinary people can't resolve it at all.

In this competition, he didn't even think about using this trick.

However, the situation was so critical that he had no choice.

Except for this move, no move can catch the "Wrath of the Heavenly Gods" that Simon Yixiao used with his twelve-layer skill.

I saw Feng Tianyu clenching the black dog-beating stick, and his momentum increased countless times in an instant, like an angry heavenly dragon, facing the wind and thunder knife that Ximen smiled at in the wind.

"Everybody back off!"

Seeing that the two figures were about to collide, Ouyang Bo shouted loudly.

He, Mu Qianmei, and Liu Tingfeng immediately joined forces to block the front of everyone in the No. 9 ring to block the momentum that was about to explode.

The people in the ring followed suit, and they were all blocked by a few people with profound skills.

The audience at the bottom retreated one after another, but they couldn't retreat far in a short time, because there were people behind them.

However, they were all people with a foundation in martial arts, and finally retreated five feet back in a moment.

Before everyone could stand firmly, they heard a loud "boom" in the ring.

The two weapons finally collided with each other with the momentum of a strong storm and thunder.

The sound of the weapons colliding is not loud, because the internal force is released, and the actual competition between them is the internal force.

The sound was the sound of energy colliding, as if two powerful air currents met in the air and exploded.

In the loud noise, I saw that the colored flags in the ring had turned into pieces of rags, scattered in the air, and scattered with the energy.

In the small ring, the people standing at the front, their clothes and hair danced in the wind, and the people seemed to be standing in the super storm, each of them stood firm one after another, and exerted their internal strength to resist it, so that they could barely block this burst of explosive energy.

The people below were also fortunate to retreat five feet square, and the impact was much smaller, but they all had surprised expressions on their faces, as if they had just experienced life and death.

When the energy finally dissipated and the fragments of the bunting gradually fell to the ground, people came back to their senses and looked at the ring.

I saw that the two people in the ring, like two statues, maintained the last movement, but did not change or retract.

Feng Tianyu's dog-beating stick stood in the air, pointing straight into the sky.

Simon's smile was also a gesture of raising a knife and slashing forward, as if he was about to open up the world.

After a while, Feng Tianyu slowly withdrew the dog beating stick, and his movements were a little slow.

Ximen smiled and slowly put down the wind and thunder knife in his hand.

The sword drooped, supporting the ground of the ring.

He weakly supported his body with a knife, his face was pale, and there were a few faint traces of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Okay, you're an old man, it turns out that the thirty-six sticks of the flying dragon are more than thirty-six sticks, this is the thirty-seventh stick, right? The power is actually greater than the Wind Thunder Sword Technique that I broke through the twelfth layer! ”

Simon said miserably with a smile, his voice was weak, and it seemed that the internal injuries were not light.

However, he smiled again and said:

"It's fun, it's fun! It's been years since I've had such a hearty fight! ”

"It's this sentence again, it's been decades, can't you change another sentence? By the way, how are you hurting? ”

After Feng Tianyu relieved himself, he asked with a little concern.

Although he was not injured, his internal strength consumption was also very large, and he looked very weak.

"I still haven't been able to beat you! This time the injury was not light, and I may not be able to fight for two or three months. However, my life is so hard that I can't die. ”

Simon replied with a smile and a weak smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, his son immediately stepped forward and helped him out of the ring.

Fortunately, the ring is made of bluestone, which is solid enough, otherwise it may collapse and be destroyed after this battle.

In the third game, the leader of the beggar gang, Feng Tianyu, won.

There was no applause, no shouting and no shouting, because everyone felt that it was not appropriate to do it in such a situation.

Everyone looked at Simon quietly and smiled, and slowly walked off the ring with the support of his son.

Then Feng Tianyu also bowed slightly to everyone, and then walked back to the No. 9 ring slowly.

This competition, which started with everyone's great anticipation, ended in such a dismal way.

It is inevitable that it will make people feel a little heavy and mixed.

Their competition has nothing to do with the competition alliance leader, because Simon Yixiao has already said that he will fully support the beggar gang.

However, he is still the same old problem that is difficult to change, and when he is excited, he doesn't care about it, just to have a good time, but he almost ends up losing both.

Fortunately, Feng Tianyu still had reservations before, and in a hurry, he actually performed the Thirty-seventh Stick Dragon Roar Nine Days, which had never been used.

If it weren't for Simon Yixiao's sudden trick that forced him to use it, he would definitely want to save it for a more critical time.

This competition can be said to be the most thrilling battle since the start of the martial arts conference.

Shocking the world, crying ghosts and gods!

Their strength is much stronger than that of ordinary first-class masters on the rivers and lakes.

Decades of skill, really extraordinary!

As they left, the competition continued.

However, after watching this competition, and then looking at the next competition, I feel indifferent.

Now, everyone has new expectations, waiting for the arrival of the sixteenth competition.

Liu Tingfeng to Dongfang Shaohong.

One is the mysterious master of the beggar gang.

One is a young man from an Oriental family.

Since the beginning of the martial arts conference, they have never been defeated.

Both of them are fluttering in white.

Both of them are excellent in swordsmanship.

Who's better at swordsmanship?

People are waiting in the war, and they are all looking forward to it with great patience and excitement.

Finally, it was the end of the fifteenth competition.

When both of them carried long swords and jumped into the ring lightly, the audience was boiling again.

Just this light skill of jumping into the ring made people can't help but cheer thunderously.

Liu Tingfeng, who was standing in the ring, was still so radiant, a handsome and dusty young man, dressed in white like snow, and outstanding swordsmanship, which made many years of jealousy and caused ripples in the hearts of many girls.

And Dongfang Shaohong has been a famous young man for many years, although he has not yet officially married, but his identity as the adopted son of the Oriental family is already known to everyone, and it is no secret that Dongfang Yunfei wants to marry his daughter Dongfang Yunzhu to him.

Many people are full of envy for him.

He is all-round in civil and military affairs, handsome and chic, although he is an adopted son, he is the most proud genius in the younger generation of the Oriental family.

If he really marries Dongfang Lanzhu, he is the hottest candidate for the next generation of Dongfang family heads.

The future is limitless.

With two of the most competitive gangs and two of the most proud young masters, winning or losing this game is crucial.

They are all very important representatives, and they can't afford to lose.

No one can afford to lose.

But there must be only one winner!

Who will have the last laugh?

We'll see.