Song Zheng has observed that among the thirty-seven groups, the strongest is also the eighth peak of gas refining.

Getting to the group first was not too challenging.

In the blink of an eye, the first round of the match has been played nine games.

At the end of the ninth game, the referee picked up Song Zheng's number plate, while his opponent was famous for his strength.

Of the forty-six people, there are four of them in the eighth category of refining gas, and it is "good" for Song Ye to get one.

As for the gas-refining senior, he also felt very lucky, and it was easy to defeat a gas-refining sixth.

"Brother, please give up." The brother looked proud.

"Brother, please give up." Song Yan smiled.

"Huh!" The opposite side sank slightly: "I don't know why, do you think you have hope of defeating me?"

"Can you only know if you have played it?" Song Zheng responded in a serious way.

"Well, since you still have unrealistic fantasies, then I will wake you up!" As soon as the voice fell, the other party stepped forward and patted Song Ye with his palm.

Samsung martial arts is in the palm of your hand!

boom! boom!

The explosive shot, like the waves, was higher than one, swept towards Song Yan.

Mysterious nine style! !!

Song Yan sang softly, steadfastly regressed, his fists smashed out, and the fiery red fist burst out thinly, like two roaring fire dragons.

The fire dragons at both ends were unstoppable. Instantly, they ripped apart each other's palms, and then slammed into each other's chest.

Seeing his attack so easily broken, the brother could not help showing surprise, but when he saw the two fire dragons rushing at him, his face suddenly changed, and he quickly retreated ...

Because, he felt that the two fire dragons contained two huge explosive energy.

When he stepped back, he smashed the air with both palms, hoping to disperse the two fire dragons.

Unfortunately, the two fire dragons were formed by extremely solid boxing energies. He fired more than ten consecutive air splits and couldn't break them.

Moreover, he has retreated to the edge of the ring, and then back down, he will exit the ring.

For a moment, he regretted his opponent a little.

Moan!

The sword behind him suddenly came out of the sheath, and an ice wall appeared in front of him as the ice flashed.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two fire dragons hit the ice wall, two loud noises came out, and then they saw the ice wall shatter and split into countless ice blocks and blast them around.

The brother also moved out by the blocking of the ice wall, and got rid of the fire dragon's pursuit.

"Oh my God, who is that master? How did Brother Chenfeng get so embarrassed?"

When the disciples inside the audience saw this scene, they couldn't help showing surprise and surprise.

Another outsider disciple laughed along the head and said, "Hey, I happen to know the origin of that student. His name is Huang Liang. He took the first place in the outsider competition, and broke through to the gas refining sixth with the rewarded broken Dan Inside door. Unexpectedly, his strength is actually so great that he can already fight against the gas, and it is another accident! "

Just then, another change took place on the stage.

But it was Chen Feng who ate a secret loss, and wanted to save his face, and quickly attacked Song Yan with his sword.

The sword technique he practiced was Samsung's top-quality sword technique "Ice Sword Qi". With this mighty power, he immediately set up an ice cage around Song Yan.

"Ang! Ang! Ang! Ang!"

But at this moment, the burst of dragons rang through, and Song Song, who was in the cage of the ice, saw his fists and four sands, and a long fire dragon kept spraying out of his fists.

Click! Click! !! !!

A series of crackling sounds, several fire dragons instantly broke the ice cage, and the power continued unabated, and went straight to the court.

There was a panic in Chen Feng's eyes, and he blocked his sword with a sword. He only cut off the four fire dragons, and was hit by the fifth fire dragon on his chest. He flew out of the ring.

Reluctantly holding his figure, Chen Feng's face was full of grief and indignation. He did not expect that he was defeated by a gas-refining sixth-hander, which was too shameful.

He glanced deeply at Song Yan on the ring, with a bit of hatred, and left.

When Song Ye stepped down from the ring, many inside disciples around him came around and took the initiative to associate with him.

Song Yan also refused to come, and soon became familiar with a group of disciples.

The next game went on for an hour and a half.

Because the number of people in the thirty-seven group is the smallest, the competition is completed first.

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The referee's eyes glanced at the 23 winners, and he said loudly: "The rule of the second round is a challenge game. As long as you defeat two people, you can advance. The challenge order will be based on the previous match order!"

Therefore, the first person to jump on the ring to take on the challenge was Yagi.

"Who is willing to come up and advise?"

The man shouted aggressively.

For a long while, no one moved.

"No one came up to challenge for more than ten breaths, he was automatically promoted!" Shen said.

Song Zheng just wanted to go up, but the other name Qi Lian Yafei was one step ahead of him to fly to the ring.

Both are gas refining yae, the strength is not much different, so they can only compare martial arts.

This challenge lasted for a quarter of an hour. In the end, the defender beat the move and won, but his energy was consumed by more than 70% to 80%.

"Who else is willing to come up and give pointers?" He yelled again.

"I'm willing to take the teacher's high photo!" A gas-refining Qifei flew to the platform, apparently because the other party was too expensive, and wanted to pick up cheap.

A few minutes later, the Qi Lian Qizhong was beaten down to the ring platform, but the Qi Lian Qizhong was too exhausted and sweaty, and sat down and adjusted his breath as soon as the ring was closed.

second round.

The third game.

The fourth game.

...

In the tenth game, it was finally Song Shou's turn.

"Brother Huang, I've come to compensate you for it!"

An insider who is a seven-strong refining qi who flies on the platform, is one of the internal disciples who actively made friends with Song Yanzhong.

After the two men fought ten moves, the seventh Qiqiang conceded.

Subsequently, another person jumped onto the ring, still one of the active associations with him.

His cultivation is lower, only the sixth peak of gas refining.

The other party also voluntarily confessed to lose after playing ten moves with Song Yan, apparently trying to sell Song Yan a face.

In the blink of an eye, the second round of the challenge was over, and only 14 of the 23 players advanced.

The referee continued to announce: "The third round is also a challenge. Every victory over an opponent will earn a point, and the person with the highest points will advance!"

Two hours later, Song Zheng successfully defeated thirteen opponents and successfully advanced.

At the same time, today ’s game is over. As for the other 36 groups, the second round will not be completed. It may take two or three hours to end the game.

Suddenly, a ring game attracted Song Yan's attention.

He walked slowly, his eyes falling on a young man holding a long black knife against his opponent.

Yes, this boy is Ning Mo.

He only joined Qingweimen for more than a month, but he did not expect that he had reached the seventh peak of refining gas, but Song Yong found that there was a bit more ruthlessness in this quiet temperament.

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