Listening to Tianlong's voice, Feiyu was dumbfounded, no one knew this strength better than him, but the Tianlong in front of him was indeed only the seventh layer of condensation, and he did hit it. www.biquge.info After being stunned for a moment, the unconvincing stubbornness in his bones rose to the sky: "I am Tianjiao, I am the first!" Feiyu said while raising the fan in his hand and hitting it vigorously, hitting his hands if his head doesn't work, hitting his feet if his hands don't work, and attacking seamlessly in all directions.

Tianlong looked at him stupidly, and counted his count: "The third move, the fourth move, the fifth move, the sixth move......"

After Feiyu made two hundred moves in a row, he finally stopped, knelt on the ground, and gasped for breath!

This was even more tiring than the fight with the skinny monk just now, although he only hit the skinny monk at the end just now, and these two hundred moves were really hit. There are two hundred moves, and there is not much ventilation in the middle, which is almost to his limit, but ...... The most hateful thing is that Tianlong is actually fine, except for various footprints and palm prints on his clothes, it seems that he has not lost a single hair.

The jaws of everyone in the audience couldn't close anymore, and even Qi Lianjue on the stage opened his mouth widely. All the Elders in Control and the Supreme Elder on the viewing platform were all looking at this side in unison, while the monks of the adjacent Third and Fifth Districts on the side even stopped their competition and watched the battle on this side!

"There are still a hundred moves, I said, you can't be impossible, right?!" Tianlong glanced at Feiyu with slanted eyes.

"Ah......h

"Die, die, die!" Feiyu was already hysterical, holding a fan and slapping around.

"Two hundred and eleven, two hundred and twelve, two hundred and thirteen, two hundred and fourteen......" Tianlong continued to count faintly.

At this time, not only everyone present watched, but even on the main peak, there were four or five domineering divine senses swept by, and finally froze and paid attention to this game.

Finally, the three hundredth moves were finished, Feiyu's eyes were blood-red, he took a few steps back, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell backwards.

Tianlong stepped forward with concern and asked, "Feiyu Daoyou, are you okay? Aren't you just going to let you continue to be in a hurry? Are you so anxious to vomit blood? Don't worry, take your time!"

After hearing this, Feiyu lay on the ground and spurted out a mouthful of old blood!

"Yu'er!" Flying Eagle Peak, who was sitting on the viewing platform, controlled the elder Fei Sanjian and couldn't sit still any longer, so he got up and turned into a long rainbow and went straight to Feiyu. Yiranzi also squinted his eyes slightly and stood up.

"Let's go, we're not comparing, we're going home. Fei Sanjian hugged Feiyu, got up and walked off the stage, and glanced at Tianlong with great meaning when he parted.

Tianlong said with an innocent face: "This elder, I am innocent, I have been letting him all along, and I haven't made a move!"

Yiranzi flew over, knocked on Tianlong with a burst of chestnuts, and scolded: "You still say!

"Oh, thank you, Master Three Swords!" Tianlong said with a look of grievance, touching his head unconsciously.

"The junior is not sensible, don't blame the senior brother!" Yiranzi said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, it's me who should be thanked, if it weren't for the mercy of this little brother, I'm afraid my uncompetitive son would have lost a long time ago. After Fei Sanjian finished speaking, he went straight to Feiying Peak without looking back.

Yiranzi glanced at Tianlong, and didn't know whether Tianlong's behavior was right or wrong today, shook his head, and flew back to the viewing platform.

The game is still going on, and the competition in the back Tianlong is also secretly observing, among which the Dragon Wing of Qinglong Peak and the Moon Shuang of Sun Moon Peak are the most powerful, and as soon as they come to the stage, they will beat the opponent down the stage with one move after reporting their names. This Long Yi is not very old, only eighteen or nineteen years old, but when everyone around him looks at him, they are in awe and flattery, even Qi Lianjue on the stage, when he sees Long Yi, he will show a look of approval and flattery.

And the Yueshuang of Sun Moon Peak is a female cultivator, about twenty years old, with a hint of charm on her slightly mature face, and her delicate figure and tight-fitting Taoist clothes made many monks in the audience show the face of Brother Pig. When Qi Lianjue on the stage looked at her, his eyes were also hot, but he knew that this woman was not simple.

Finally, the second round ended, and 90 disciples entered the third round.

Three hours later, Qi Lianjue announced the start of the third round of the competition! The third round was to draw numbers as usual, and Tianlong drew No. 68.

"Why is it the middle number every time, I don't want to be a bad guy!" said Tenryu with a sigh.

This time, Tianlong was not called to compete at the beginning, but it was not until it was almost over that he came on the field, and the opponent turned out to be Luo Jianfeng's own people.

"Damn, what the hell is this?" Tianlong muttered to himself. Even Yiranzi looked this way.

"That, senior brother, I admit defeat!" When the other party saw that the opponent turned out to be Tianlong, he directly stopped fighting, because even if he did, he couldn't beat it.

"Well, it's okay, you can go!" In this way, Tianlong directly advanced to the next round. Also advancing together are Long Yi and Yueshuang, and the two of them are still a one-trick victory.

Three more hours later, the fourth round began. Qi Lianjue announced: "The fourth round of the competition starts now, and this is also the last round of the competition. This round of competition adopts a ring-style competition. The champion guards the ring, and the disciples in the audience can take turns to challenge on stage, and the successful one can become the leader of the new round, and the loser can not challenge on the stage again. Within two hours, the one with the most wins wins!"

After Qi Lianjue finished speaking, he glanced at everyone in the audience and said, "Who will be the first champion?"

At this time, everyone in the audience was a little hesitant, this is not a one-on-one order, but a wheel battle, and the first one to go up will definitely suffer. Suddenly, as if they remembered something, they all raised their hands, pointed at the heavenly dragon, and said, "He!"

Qi Lianjue raised his eyebrows and asked Tianlong, "This disciple, are you willing to come to the stage to be the first champion?"

Tianlong looked at everyone who was united in their hearts, and said a little reluctantly: "Don't be so neat! Okay, okay, thank you for your love! I'll just go up!" After speaking, he flew up to the high platform and stood in the center.

Everyone in the audience looked at each other and smiled, and they all showed that the conspiracy had succeeded.

Immediately, someone flew onto the stage and bowed with their fists in their fists: "Zhaoyang Peak Shaodu, please advise!"

"It's easy to say, why don't I let you make three hundred moves as usual?" Tianlong said with a smile.

The young man waved his hand and said, "Your Excellency's defense is amazing, I guess it should have something to do with your immobility, you, dare to come forward and fight me?"

Tianlong was stunned for a moment, and said, "Who said that I can't defend until I don't move?" Okay, let you see it!" After speaking, he took out a sword from the storage bag, drew his sword and rushed forward: "Let you see the swordsmanship of my falling sword peak!"

"Hahaha! Come on!"

"Meteor Rush Fire Sword!" said that it was too late and that was fast, after Tianlong's move was launched, the speed of the whole person increased sharply, and he turned into an afterimage and went straight to Shaodu.

"I've seen this Falling Sword Peak's move just now, why is this kid so powerful!" After reading it, some disciples in the audience gasped and muttered to themselves.

Seeing that this sword broke through Shaodu's defense, he was about to stab him, but Shaodu could only watch this sword stab, but the speed of the gun in his hand couldn't keep up at all. Shaodu closed his eyes helplessly, waiting for the sword to stab, but the sword suddenly stopped.

"Okay, that's it, you go down!" Tianlong put away his sword and said lightly.

Shaodu was stunned for a moment, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you!" and stepped down.

Tianlong Yihui held the long sword in his hand and said, "Who else?"

Although there are many people in the audience who can win this Shaodu, but they can't win with a sword like Tianlong, and when they heard Tianlong's voice, they all took a few steps back.

"Boy, Hugh is rampant!" It was the dragon wings of the Qinglong Peak who spoke, and after speaking, he flicked the hem of his clothes, flew on the stage, and did not sign up, he raised his palm and slapped it.

"Another one looking for death, hey!" Tianlong sighed and said, "Do you want me to let you make three hundred moves?"