The sudden appearance of two new faces on the high platform caught Qin Chuan's attention.

When he glanced at the past, his expression froze, and there was an uproar in his heart.

"Devil cultivators! These two are demon cultivators, and they are also demon cultivators from the fairyland." Qin Chuan recognized the identities of these two demon cultivators at a glance.

Although the two of them hid it well, Qin Chuan inherited the Dharma of the Great Sun Buddha Emperor, and no magic cultivator could escape his eyes.

At this time, Zhu Jiahong who was sitting beside him stared at him deliberately with his elbow.

Qin Chuan glanced sideways at him.

Zhu Jiahong said in a low voice: "Brother Qin, there seems to be something wrong with the two people who just arrived on the high platform. I suspect it is Moxiu."

Zhu Jiahong has gone through the experience of becoming a demon, and he himself has half a foot in the ranks of demon cultivators. In addition, he has the blood of an immortal emperor and has unusual insight.

Qin Chuan didn't hide it: "That's right, those two are indeed demon cultivators."

Zhu Jiahong's expression changed drastically.

Qin Chuan said: "We don't know the purpose of these two demon cultivators now, but we can be sure that there will be no good things for them to come here.

But this has nothing to do with us, so we just pretend we don't know anything, so as not to make them suspicious. "

"En!" Zhu Jiahong understood in his heart, and soon calmed down.

The time came in the afternoon.

Zhu Jiahong's competition arrangement is relatively late, and it is estimated that he will have to wait for three or four hours.

After all, there is almost no food abuse game now, and the strength of the two sides in the competition is not much different.

A fight basically takes more than half an hour, and some even fight for half a day before the winner can be determined.

On the high platform, there was laughter and laughter.

Bai Luoxiang is very talkative, he has been away for so long, he has countless topics, and the chats with the elders of Qingyun Sect are particularly heated.

Elder Zhuang who was sitting next to him just smiled casually and didn't get involved.

He just drank tea, and then meditated. He didn't have much interest in fighting in the arena.

The sect master of Qingyunmen chatted with him a few words at first, but because Elder Zhuang was relatively cold, he stopped talking after a few words.

Time passed by little by little.

Soon, came today's battle of focus.

All the disciples in the auditorium became excited.

"Brother Qin, I'll go first." Zhu Jiahong stood up from his seat.

"I wish you a triumphant return." Qin Chuan smiled.

"Definitely." Zhu Jiahong smiled confidently, and then walked over the ring.

He met his opponent Ji Xingwen again at the entrance of the ring.

Ji Xingwen was still very proud, and made a gesture of wiping Zhu Jiahong's neck, which was quite provocative.

The audience suddenly became more excited.

Zhu Jiahong just smiled lightly and walked onto the ring calmly.

The venue became so lively in an instant, which also attracted Bai Luoxiang's attention.

He looked over, and then asked the elders of Qingyun Sect: "Aren't these two the arrogance of your clan?"

An elder said: "Bai Keqing, you are too serious.

Tianjiao didn't dare to be, these two disciples were just better than ordinary disciples. "

"Bai Keqing, do you still have any memories of the elder Ji Wutang who used to be in the punishment court?" an elder asked.

Bai Luoxiang nodded.

The elder said: "That disciple is the descendant of Elder Ji, who has reached the Mahayana realm after practicing for thousands of years.

This is considered a genius in my school. "

"But his opponent is the dark horse of this year."

"Oh?" Bai Luoxiang's eyes lit up, and he became interested immediately.

The elder said: "That disciple is called Zhu Jiahong, his aptitude is mediocre, and he can reach the divine realm after a thousand years of practice.

But more than a year ago, when I went out to practice, I got a chance and participated in the big competition when I came back.

At that time, no one was optimistic about him, thinking that he was just here to make a joke.

But no one thought that he actually had a Mahayana cultivation base, and he could catch the opponent's supernatural power with one hand, which amazed everyone, and we were all particularly shocked. "

"So, I have to pay special attention to it, and maybe dig a corner." Bai Luoxiang said jokingly.

The elders also knew him well and knew that he was joking, but they still had to be on guard.

On the ring, Zhu Jiahong and Ji Xingwen stood facing each other, about 50 meters apart.

They are all ready.

Viewers can't wait to see them fight.

The referee elder flew into the air, and then announced the start of the competition.

At this moment, the audience is boiling.

Ji Xingwen took the lead in attacking.

His figure was like a leopard, and he was particularly vigorous. He came to Zhu Jiahong's side in an instant, raised his fist and swung it quickly.

Zhu Jiahong's reaction was also very fast, he turned around and easily dodged.

Ji Xingwen paused, with surprise in his eyes.

"Hmph! It's just luck!" Ji Xingwen murmured.

In the next second, he turned into an afterimage and attacked Zhu Jiahong again.

Zhu Jiahong is very calm, despite his mediocre aptitude, his combat talent is extremely high.

Other people's moves and fighting styles can be clearly understood after just one look.

Ji Xingwen is well-known in Qingyunmen, and there are many battle images of him.

Zhu Jiahong has seen some and knows Ji Xingwen's fighting style and habits.

In the face of Ji Xingwen's attack, Zhu Jiahong was able to handle it with ease, and did not fight him head-on.

The two of them fought for several minutes, and Ji Xingwen didn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

Ji Xingwen's face became extremely ugly, especially angry.

"What kind of man is dodging? Can you fight me like a man?"

Ji Xingwen stopped and said angrily.

Zhu Jiahong replied: "I laughed, you blame me for your incompetence.

But since you said you want to fight upright, seeing how pitiful you are, then I will satisfy you a little bit. "

Hearing this, Ji Xingwen lived in Bengbu.

He waved his fist, rushed towards Zhu Jiahong, and shouted: "Trash, don't hide if you have the ability!"

"Cut!" Zhu Jiahong smiled disdainfully.

This time, he really didn't dodge, and just stood there waiting for Ji Xingwen to come over.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Xingwen came in front of Zhu Jiahong.

He waved his iron fist and smashed Zhu Jiahong's head.

With a calm face, Zhu Jiahong raised his arm, flicked it lightly, and hit Ji Xingwengui's forearm.

Ji Xingwen felt a huge force instantly, followed by a sharp pain and the sound of bone cracking.

Zhu Jiahong awakened the blood of the Immortal Emperor, and his entire physique was sublimated.

Even if he has never practiced physical training techniques, his physical strength is many times stronger than ordinary physical training.

The severe pain in his arm made Ji Xingwen quickly take a few steps back.

He dragged his hand-wounded forearm and wore a pain mask on his face.

The Qingyunmen disciples in the spectator seats were elated.

Zhu Jiahong shocked the audience again.

You must know that Ji Xingwen is a genius in Qingyunmen, much better than Feng Shaoyuan a few days ago.

Under the same realm, there are no more than ten people in Qingyunmen who can defeat Ji Xingwen.

Now, he was the first to be injured in a direct confrontation with Zhu Jiahong.

"Xingwen, don't be careless.

Zhu Jiahong is not what he used to be now, you can no longer underestimate him. "An old man outside the field shouted.

"Yes, the disciple knows~lightnovelpub.net~ Ji Xingwen responded.

He flicked his injured forearm, then spit into the ring.

"I was careless just now, and I will be serious next time." Ji Xingwen said to Zhu Jiahong.

Zhu Jiahong said: "I am very familiar with what you said, it seems that Feng Shaoyuan told me the same thing."

"What kind of thing is he, how can he be compared to me." Ji Xingwen looked grim, very dissatisfied.

Zhu Jiahong laughed and said: "But I think you are not much different!"

"You..." Ji Xingyuan was irritated again, but quickly calmed down.

He started to get serious, and immediately unleashed several flying swords.

A disciple in the audience said: "Brother Ji is finally willing to sacrifice the flying sword, now Zhu Jiahong can no longer be arrogant."

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