In this fight, both sides were equally matched. He Shiyi bullied Chai Yuan that he was a Confucian scholar, so he wanted to fight with him in close combat.
He Shiyi kept attacking forward, attacking Chai Yuan with punches and palms. Chai Yuan fought and retreated, and the Tianyuan pen in his hand kept drawing runes to resist the opponent's attacks.
The two people were flying in the sky, constantly showing off their tricks, and the audience below watched with great excitement.
He Shiyi suddenly changed his moves and punched Chai Yuan in the face. Immediately afterwards, a snake-like shadow condensed on his fist and lunged towards Chai Yuan with his mouth open.
He thought that with such a close distance, Chai Yuan would definitely not have time to draw runes to resist, and would definitely be able to successfully attack by surprise.
Indeed, Chai Yuan had no time to draw the runes.
Chai Yuan just casually raised the Tianyuan pen, and the soft bristles fluttering in the wind suddenly became extremely hard. The whole pen was like a short gun, stabbing straight towards the fist.
He Shiyi's expression changed drastically when he saw this. However, it was too late to retreat at this time, so he could only fight hard.
Chai Yuan's Tianyuan pen instantly dispersed the long snake shadow, and then stabbed He Shiyi's fist with a spear. There was only a click sound, and He Shiyi's fist was directly pierced by the sharp tip of the pen, and his flesh and blood were blurred. .
Tianyuan pen is as flexible as water when soft, and indestructible when hard!
Taking advantage of He Shiyi's retreat in pain, Chai Yuan quickly drew a leaf in the air and hit He Shiyi.
With lightning speed, the rune leaves suddenly disappeared into the center of He Shiyi's eyebrows. He Shiyi immediately felt that the world was spinning, and the whole world became dark, and he could no longer see anything.
Chai Yuan seized the opportunity and swept the Tianyuan pen in his hand, hitting He Shiyi on the back. He Shiyi screamed and fell heavily to the ground.
According to the rules, if you fall outside the ring, you lose.
"This move is called Yi Ye Blind Eye, and it was created by Palace Master Han!"
Chai Yuan held his hands and bowed in mid-air, then flew towards the royal stand.
He Shiyi's injury was not serious. At most, it was just a little injury on his hand. A third-level martial artist who was shot down from a high altitude would not suffer many serious injuries. At this time, he had regained his vision and knew that he was defeated. He just smiled and shook his head and returned to the Wushen Cult's headquarters.
"Brother Eleven, you lost so miserably."
The saint of the Witch God Sect, He Shiba, laughed at He Shiyi.
"Shut up, I'm still on stage, but you don't even have a chance to be on stage."
He Shiyi rolled his eyes at He Shiba angrily.
"Can it be the same? I am just a small fifth-grade person. Is it possible that I have to go up and fight a group of fourth-grade people? If it is an ordinary fourth-grade person, I can still fight, but all the fourth-grade people in the martial arts conference are geniuses. Others If I don’t tell you, Qi Xiaoyu, I’m afraid I won’t be able to survive even one move.” m.
He Shiba spoke in a strange and eccentric manner.
"By the way, don't you know that Qi Xiaoyu? Why don't you go over and say hello?"
"It turns out that when I met her, we were on the way to the Land of Demonic Fall, and then I went to find you and separated from them.
At that time, she was only a fifth-grade person. Who would have thought that just over half a year later, she would already be a fourth-grade girl and still win the martial arts tournament championship. Things have changed and people have changed. He doesn't want to talk to me either, so why bother asking for trouble. "
"It was only fifth grade half a year ago? Now it's peak fourth grade? How is that possible?"
"Tch, why is it impossible?"
A trace of contempt flashed in He Shiba's eyes,
"That Qi Xiaoyu has obviously received the guidance of the two great masters Qingyu and Han Yun, so he can make such rapid progress.
When I first met Qingyu, she was just a little follower behind Qingyu, trying to please him in every possible way.
Now, well, it is said that everyone has slept on Han Yun's bed, and Qingyu has long forgotten about it.
This kind of shameless and slutty woman always fawns over a strong man when she sees him. She wants to take off her clothes and pounce on him, even if she doesn't feel disgusted. She has lost all her face. I don't dare to say that I know her. She can't reach her. "
After finishing speaking, He Shiba took a sip with unfulfilled meaning, and turned his eyes sideways towards the Yin Yang Sect's stands, his eyes full of disdain.
He Shiyi shook his head and smiled when he heard this.
"Everyone has their own choice. We have no right to say anything. In order to survive and become stronger, nothing is too much. What others do is not illegal or against the moral principles of the world. Just do whatever you want. Being able to seduce the two great masters Qingyu and Han Yun at the same time is also my own ability."
"Ah, yes, yes, I have the ability, but I don't, that's right."
He Shiba rolled his eyes.
"By the way, I've been saying that I want you to find an opportunity to visit Palace Master Han, ask for advice, and learn martial arts or something. Why haven't you gone?"
"Why should I go? I can't do what some people do and shamelessly try to please others."
"What are you talking about? Palace Master Han is not the kind of lecherous person. Besides..."
He Shiyi squinted at He Shiba and looked up and down.
"With your appearance, your back long and your waist as thick as a bucket, and your rough talk and high hairline, if you say you're a man when you get there, Palace Master Han will have to bow to you. People are a little bit pursuing you, so you still have to see yourself clearly. "
"What the hell..."
He Shiyi received a fat beating.
At the end of the second competition, Commander Qu came on stage again. After commenting on the previous battle, it was time to draw lots for the competition.
"Everyone, let's draw the candidates for the third competition. They are from the royal family... Princess Nian'an, versus...
Wine Sword Fairy!
Chen Wuhui! "
As soon as these two names came out, the enthusiasm of the audience was instantly ignited.
Needless to say, Chen Wuhui is a veteran strongman. He competed with Bai Wuqi for the first place in the final battle of the last martial arts tournament. He is extremely powerful and has a carefree and unrestrained personality. He is accompanied by fine wine and is unrestrained. He has countless worlds. People envy his life.
Princess Nian'an, on the other hand, is a powerful person who has just emerged this year. Although she was famous before, she was famous for traveling around as a storyteller. She really showed her strength this year and became a blockbuster.
First, they battled with Qingyu, Xuanyi and Chai Yuan against the second-grade strongman Gu Tianfeng, and he was the well-deserved main force, capable of defeating Gu Tianfeng.
Later, he cooperated with these people again and helped Qingyu kill Gu Tianfeng. He became famous in two battles and was hailed as the best among the three ranks.
The most important thing is that she is only twenty years old. She is the only orphan of Marshal Wuwei Gongyue. She is unparalleled in beauty and in her prime.
Under the blessing of various auras, Nian'an's reputation is at its peak.
After Nian'an's name was read, he flew onto the ring with the wine jar and drank to himself.
However, before Chen Wuhui came on stage, a loud shout came from behind her, making her want to pick her toes in embarrassment.
"Come on, baby Nian An, my husband is waiting for you down below to win the championship!"
Some people died, but not completely...
