The two of them almost all have this mentality in their hearts, anyway, after the battle, there will be a special medical team to heal their injuries, so the two of them quickly entered the state from the beginning of the competition.

All kinds of powerful means and all kinds of big moves came out of the hands of the two of them one after another.

The sound of the battle resounded throughout the arena!

From the beginning of the centennial martial arts competition to the present, it has not been a long time, but there are tens of thousands of monks eliminated, however, it is the first time that someone is so fierce and single-handed.

The excitement brought by the competition has officially started from the first game of the top 50!

"Senior Brother Yi Wen, what is your number?" the voice of the madman sounded in Yi Wen's ears.

"XIV. Yi Wen didn't hide it and replied.

Yi Wen returned to his original position, and the monks of the Three Holy Sects such as Fa Lu were no exception, and right now, all the disciples of the Three Holy Sects looked at Yi Wen with awe.

The previous fatal punch almost sent Hua Feiyu of the Flower Immortal Gate out of the martial arts arena, but they saw it with their own eyes.

Yi Wen made their faces shine on the faces of the Three Holy Sects, and as a disciple of the Three Holy Sects, of course they were very happy in their hearts, after all, Yi Wen did not have any grudges against them.

"Fourteen, that's a good number. Fa said with a smile.

"That's it, it's so high, unlike me, it's all in the thirty-five. Soul Xiaoxiao said with envy.

Why Soul Xiaoxiao is envious, Yi Wen can probably guess some, most likely she thinks that the more monks who appear first, the more time they will have to recover from their injuries, and then prepare for a counterattack, or meet the challenge of the loser.

The number of Yi Wen is fourteen. Among the fifty numbers, it is indeed considered relatively high.

"Senior Brother Fa Mad. What's your number?" asked Soul Xiaoxiao.

"Eighteen, hehe. Fa replied with a smile.

"Yours is not bad either. The envy on the little face of the soul was even worse. His gaze shifted from Fa Luo's body and fell on Manxi's body again, but before the soul could ask, Manxi said, "Mine is twenty-two." ”

Manxi's reaction made the corners of Soul Xiao's mouth twitch, "You really know my ......"

"Of course......"

"By the way, Senior Brother Yi Wen, what is Hua Feiyu's strength?" Fa Luo's gaze shifted from the soul Xiaoxiao's body and looked at Yi Wen. asked with a stern face.

would ask like this, of course, because Yi Wen had already fought with this second person of the Flower Immortal Sect before, and only Yi Wen, who had fought with the other party, knew the strength of the other party better among their group.

Speaking of Hua Feiyu, Soul Xiaoxiao and Manxi suddenly came to their senses, and they all fell on Yi Wen's body, not only the two of them, but even the other disciples of the Three Holy Sects listened carefully.

Although they have lost the qualification to continue the competition. However, it would also be excellent to learn more about the strength of the genius disciples of other forces.

"It's hard to say. Hearing this, Yi Wen shook his head.

"Oh?" Fa Luo was visibly stunned by Yi Wen's answer. Puzzled: "Why did Senior Brother Yi Wen say this?"

"If it was her full strength when she fought against me before, then. She's not strong. On the contrary, if she hides her strength. Or maybe it was the carelessness that made me successfully hit a punch. Then, her strength is not easy to estimate. Yi Wen explained.

"So that's the case...... Fa Lun muttered to himself, and then said with a solemn face: "I don't think that's all her strength." ”

"I think so too. Yi Wen nodded, agreeing with Fa Lu's statement.

"I hope I don't meet that guy until I enter the top 30......" The solemnity on Fa Lu's face disappeared, revealing a faint smile, and he said slowly.

"If you meet him, you don't necessarily lose. Yi Wen glanced at Fa Luo, and then spoke.

"Yes! Senior Brother Yiwen is right, even if Senior Brother Algorithm Crazy meets her, he may not lose to her! Do you say yes, Manxi!" asked Soul Xiaoxiao to Manxi.

"That's right, we are quite confident in the strength of Senior Brother Fa Luo!"

"Hehe, you two guys, senior brother and I don't have confidence in ourselves, where does your confidence come from?" said with a smile, although he said so, it was not difficult to see the confidence in his smile.

"Anyway, I have confidence in my senior brother!, but I and Manxi, even if we don't meet a character like Hua Feiyu, whether we can enter the top fifty or not is still an unknown......" Soul Xiaoxiao said.

"Whether you can enter the top 50 or not, you can't deny that the two of you are geniuses. Fa said with a smile.

"Senior brother's words are simply in the heart of the junior sister! Senior sister really loves to listen to it! Hehe!" Soul Xiaoxiao accepted the title of genius with a smile on his face.

In fact, what Fa Madness said is not exaggerating, in the entire Crazy Martial Continent, there are thousands of monks with a bone age of less than a hundred years, not to mention the entire Crazy Martial Continent, even if it is the entire Tianyin Sect, there are disciples with a bone age of less than a hundred years I don't know how many.

Under such conditions, it can still be among the top 100, and it is not too much to call it a genius.

"Senior Brother Yi Wen, you are the first of our Three Holy Sects to play, although I believe that you will definitely be able to win, but, out of good intentions, Senior Brother still wants to ask you, is there anything you need? Fa Lun asked kindly.

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Yiwen, you are now one of the hopes of our Three Holy Sects, but you can't be defeated, Senior Brother Fa Luo has a lot of good things there, maybe there is really what you want. Soul Xiaoxiao said.

"That's right, you are one of the hopes of our Three Holy Sects. Fa Luo said with a smile on his face.

"I've never seen you use a weapon, is it because you don't have the right one?" Manxi asked, his gaze fell on Yi Wen's body.

Ever since he met Yi Wen, he had never seen Yi Wen use any weapons, including when he defeated him and Soul Xiaoxiao, which couldn't help but make Manxi feel that Yi Wen didn't have a weapon, whether it was because he didn't find a suitable one.

"Weapons...... Of course, the best way to cultivate this disciple is to use holy weapons, but ...... I just don't know the holy artifact in the senior brother's storage ring, whether the junior brother is satisfied, or the junior brother chooses and chooses?"

"Yes, having a weapon is at least better than not having one, even if it doesn't suit you well, it's better than your empty hand!"

"Thank you, brother, for your kindness, I have my own weapon. Moreover...... I've got everything I need and I'm just waiting for myself to play. Yi Wen Wanyan rejected the kindness of the law and said.

"Is that so...... That couldn't be better. Fa Luo was surprised by Yi Wen's confidence, but he didn't force it, and said with a smile.

As the four of them spoke, the battle on the field was nearing its end, both of them were carrying Yan zhòng's injuries, the clothes they were wearing were even more scarred, and their mouths were constantly panting.

One of them, dressed in the costume of the Suzaku Temple, was still standing.

The other person, dressed in the costume of the Sun and Moon Altar, was already kneeling.

"You've lost!" said the monk of the Vermilion Bird Hall with a wave of the long sword in his hand, pointing directly at the other party.

As soon as the words fell, the monk of the Sun Moon Altar, whose body was kneeling on the ground on one knee, fell straight down, and Yan Zòng's injuries and the terrifying consumption of spiritual power in his body made him faint directly.

The Suzaku Hall disciple who was still standing had rightfully become the winner of this competition!

"Yo! It's really a narrow road! In the first game, your Sun Moon Altar was defeated in the hands of our Vermilion Bird Hall disciples, hehe!" When the Great Elder announced the results of the competition, the Vermilion Bird Hall Lord couldn't help but smile on his face, and smiled at Yang Yao Yueling and his wife.

For her, the first victory was a disciple of her Vermilion Bird Palace, which was a good sign!

"It's not until the end, it's hard to say who will kill the deer, hum!" Yang Yao snorted coldly and sneered.

"That's right, hehe!" The smile on the face of the Vermilion Bird Hall Lord did not decrease, although she said so, but judging from the expression on her face, she did not take Yang Yao's words to heart.

"The first contest is over, and the second contest is now played, and the monk with the token of two enters. The voice of the Great Elder sounded in the sky above the arena.

When the two monks with the token number "Two" came on the field, the monks of the medical team also happened to take the two disciples of the previous competition out of the competition field and went to a special area to heal.

When the two disciples numbered "Two" came on the stage, Yi Wen's eyes were immediately attracted by one of them, a monk wearing the costume of the Sun Moon Altar but wearing a mask! (To be continued......