Sure enough, as Li Xuedong expected, as soon as the two made a move, they immediately showed an equal momentum.

A long sword used by Zhang Beiwang was as sharp as the wind, and every sword swing was extremely imposing, showing the invincible momentum of the Wudang Palace.

On the other hand, Chen Qiaosheng used a lancet, which seemed to be ordinary, but it was a different scenery when it was displayed, each knife was solid, and it was able to stop Zhang Beiwang's extremely sharp sword momentum, which was secretly amazing.

The disciples of Wudang Palace and Plum Blossom Academy lined up on both sides of the ring, cheering for their senior brothers.

Zhang Shen and Nalan Bo, who were sitting on the judges' seat, also showed satisfied expressions, and it seemed that they were quite satisfied with the performance of their respective disciples.

If you want to say that the face is the most ugly, I'm afraid it is Qin Wuwei who is sitting in the middle, this year's disciples of Flying Dragon Valley have not advanced to the top three, which is definitely a great shame for the first sect of the ancient martial arts world, Flying Dragon Valley.

Seeing the two disciples of the non-sect competing in the ring, Qin Wuwei was angry and annoyed in his heart, and peeked at Li Xuedong from time to time, revealing an expression of eagerness to break him to pieces.

Bang Dang!

After a hundred moves, Chen Qiaosheng slashed out a volley and slashed at Zhang Beiwang.

Zhang Beiwang's face was stunned, and he hurriedly raised his sword to block.

With the sound of metal colliding, Zhang Beiwang's face instantly appeared red, and his eyes began to drift a little, but Chen Qiaosheng, who raised his knife to split, looked calm and seemed to be at ease.

Seeing this, Li Xuedong knew that the two were about to split the winner.

Whew!

Seeing that the two swords collided and were about to decide the winner, two strong winds suddenly collided towards their vital bodies.

"Not good!"

Zhang Beiwang and Chen Qiaosheng secretly said at the same time, and the two immediately withdrew their respective weapons, turned their heads in the air, and avoided the hidden weapon that had just sneaked over without danger.

Originally, this ancient martial arts competition was about to end, but it was surprising that such an accident happened halfway.

Zhang Shen could already see that Zhang Beiwang's strength could not keep up, but fortunately, there was this person projecting a hidden weapon, which made Zhang Beiwang not show obvious defeat, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

The person who was really angry was Nalan Bo, who saw that his disciples of the Plum Blossom Academy were about to win, but he was hindered by others, and of course he would not ignore it.

"Who the hell is projecting a hidden weapon to stand up for the old man!"

Nalan Boten stood up and shouted loudly to the onlookers around the ring.

This roar was full of anger, and he couldn't tell that Nalan Bo had a hidden illness at all, and even Qin Wuwei couldn't help but glance a little sideways at Nalan Bo.

"Hehe, it is rumored that Huaxia Guwu is invincible, but I didn't expect it to be so unbearable when I saw it today, it's really better to be famous than to meet!" A gloomy and obedient man's realm sounded in the direction of the entrance of the gymnasium, and then he saw two figures walking into the gymnasium one by one, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The two of them were clearly dressed in the black kimono of the Oriental Kingdom, and the person who walked in front was a middle-aged man with a gloomy expression, and the one who followed behind was a young man, who looked arrogant and arrogant, and even didn't pay attention to the ancient Chinese martial arts disciples present at all.

"Damn, this is the venue of our Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts Competition, what qualifications do you Orientals have to appear here!"

"The Oriental people still want to show off their martial arts in front of our Chinese ancient martial arts, and your Oriental martial arts have not been stolen from our Chinese ancient martial arts. ”

"Get rid of these two Orientals, you're not welcome here!"

“......”

Because of the tragic war that took place between Huaxia and Dongyang, the Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts and the Oriental Martial Arts were also hostile to each other, and many of the Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts disciples present looked at each other angrily, eager to drive these two Dongyang people out immediately.

The two Orientals who appeared at the venue of the Ancient Martial Arts Championship were none other than Takashi Akasaka, as well as his proud disciple Shinya Yokota.

Facing the anger of those ancient Chinese martial arts disciples around him, Akasaka Takashi glanced at them with disdain: "You Huaxia claims to be a state of etiquette, is this how you welcome guests from afar, it really opens my eyes!"

"Phew, what kind of guests come from afar, you are just uninvited, no one here treats you as guests!" The good game was interrupted by these two Orientals, Chen Qiaosheng looked very angry, especially not used to the arrogant and arrogant posture of these two Orientals.

As soon as Chen Qiaosheng said this, he immediately received a response from everyone, and they shouted to drive them out.

"Everybody's quiet, let me take care of this. ”

Just when everyone was filled with righteous indignation, Qin Wuwei jumped lightly from the judges' seat to the ring, hugged his fists slightly towards Akasaka Takashi, and said coldly: "The contemptible Qin Wuwei is the host of this year's Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts Competition, dare to ask what Mr. is called?"

Takashi Akasaka saw Qin Wuwei fall from the judges' seat on the second floor just now, it was like a leaf, both the movement and the posture were just right, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Akasaka Takashi said with an arrogant expression: "My name is just a code name, it doesn't matter if you say it or not, the purpose of my coming here today is to see how powerful your Huaxia ancient martial arts are, but unfortunately, your younger generation of disciples is really unsatisfactory, which is really disappointing." ”

"Damn, just Orientals still dare to evaluate our Huaxia Guwu, let you see how powerful the old man is!"

Seeing that Takashi Akasaka was so arrogant, Nalambo jumped down from the judges' seat and strode towards Takashi Akasaka.

Nalan Bo's internal qi burst out of his body, and with every step, the floor rumbled, which showed that his martial arts cultivation had reached the realm of transformation.

"Brother, please don't be impulsive, and see what this Oriental man is going to do, it's not too late for us to do it. ”

Seeing that Nalambo was going to fight Takashi Akasaka, Li Xuedong knew that he was injured, and this Oriental seemed to be prepared, so he should not be in a hurry, so as not to fall for his tricks.

If someone else stopped him, Narambo might not pay attention to it, but the person who stopped him was Li Xuedong, of course he had to listen, so he had to restrain his internal anger and glared at Takashi Akasaka hatefully.

Akasaka Takashi saw that Nalan Bo was going to make a move with him, but he withdrew his internal qi, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up with a sneer: "It seems that you ancient Chinese martial artists are just vain, and if you really want to do it, you will shrink back like a turtle, which really disappoints me!"

"Oriental devil, don't you want to make a move, okay, come and fight me with me, don't you say that the younger generation of our Chinese ancient martial arts is very poor, and you have the ability to let your disciples come and compete with me!" Chen Qiaosheng saw that Akasaka Takashi actually mocked his master, his face suddenly appeared angry, and he shouted at Akasaka Takashi with a long knife.

(End of chapter)