A burly man heard this and said angrily.
"Boy, stop being so arrogant! Our men will see the real deal!"
After Xiaoqiang heard this, he flashed his body and came to the nine burly men. He hit the ground with a hammer.
"The power of the hammer!"
The giant hammer hit the ring.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise and a powerful counter-shock force that shook the arena.
The nine burly men were blown into the air by the force of the counterattack.
Xiaoqiang slapped a palm towards the nine burly men in mid-air.
"Pailing Cloud Palm!"
A palm like a white cloud slapped the nine burly men.
"boom!"
With this palm, the nine burly men were sent flying outside the ring and fell to the ground, where they fainted.
Xiaoqiang only used three points of his strength, otherwise these nine burly men would have been killed by this palm.
When the city lord of Huaiyin City saw this scene, he immediately stepped forward to check. After checking the nine burly men one by one, he realized that the nine burly men had passed out but were not dead, so he took several servants with him. Nine people carried it away.
Under the ring, the monks who were watching were talking one after another.
"This fat man is so powerful! He defeated nine monks with one move and one against nine!"
"This little fat guy is so powerful! Whoever encounters him will be unlucky!"
"These people are so powerful that they sent one person to fight nine people and defeated nine of them with one move!"
The elder of the Emperor Sect stroked his beard, looked at Xiaoqiang and others, and said calmly.
"I never expected that so many talented monks would appear in Yancheng this year!"
On the viewing platform, the elders of the other six major sects nodded when they heard this.
Zhang Liucheng watched the other monks fighting in the arena and recorded all the moves made by these monks.
At this moment, Chen Hu and Cao Wenqing were surprised to see this scene under the ring.
Chen Hu nodded, looked at Hai Tongtian, and smiled.
"Haicheng Lord, Yancheng will definitely enter the top 100 in the ceremony this year!"
After hearing this, Hai Tongtian smiled honestly.
"In my opinion, if Yancheng enters the top twenty of the ceremony this year, it has a solid chance of winning!"
"With my little brother's strength, he is very promising to win first place in the ceremony!"
"Senior Qiang and others are all the best among the monks who participated in the ceremony!"
"In this battle, Senior Qiang defeated nine monks with his own strength. I feel that in this ceremony, except for my brothers, Senior Qiang is invincible!"
At this moment, the battle in the ten arenas has ended.
The middle-aged monk in blue robe announced the winner.
Zhang Liucheng led Xiaoqiang and others down the ring and came to Chen Hu.
Chen Hu looked at Xiaoqiang with a smile and said.
"Senior Qiang, showing off his great power, one against nine, I admire you!"
Zhang Liucheng frowned after hearing this.
"Brother Chen, stop praising Xiaoqiang. If you praise him again, he won't be able to tell the difference between east, west and north!"
Xiaoqiang shrugged and said unhappily.
"City Master Chen, you are telling the truth. Brother, why don't you even let others tell you the truth?"
Chen Hu heard this and agreed.
"Senior Qiang, what he said is absolutely true!"
Cao Wenqing was extremely excited and murmured to himself.
"Unexpectedly, I, Cao Wenqing, found a treasure and followed a big brother with great supernatural powers! I will definitely be able to enter the sect this year! The big brother said that as long as he can enter the sect, he can bring me into the sect together."
At this moment, Haiji led the monks from Coast City onto the No. 7 ring.
The three monks from the Golden Sword Wuji Sect stood in front of Haiji and others.
The introduction of both parties was completed.
Haiji, Haixiang, and Hairu held swords and attacked the three monks of the Golden Sword Wuji Sect.
Haiji and others have mastered the art of tears, and have improved a lot in their swordsmanship. Three against three, they are not at a disadvantage.
The three monks of the Golden Sword Wuji Sect are battle-hardened people with strong strength.
Haiji and others fought for dozens of rounds with the three monks from the Golden Sword Wuji Sect, and were panting from exhaustion.
Haiyi said anxiously when he saw this scene.
"Haitian, let's go together and take care of these three people."
Hai Tian nodded after hearing this.
"good!"
Hai Tian and others attacked with swords.
The three monks from the Golden Sword Wuji Sect were beaten until they were unable to fight back.
In less than a moment, the three monks from the Golden Sword Wuji Sect were defeated by Haiji and others.
Haiji and others cheered.
"We've advanced!"
"We won!"
The middle-aged monk in blue robe read out the winning results.
Hai Ji and others walked down the ring with smiles on their faces and came to Hai Tongtian.
Hai Tongtian was overjoyed when he saw Hai Ji and others winning. He came to Zhang Liucheng and bowed.
"Thank you, little brother. If it weren't for the little brother who taught me the techniques, Coastal City might not be able to defeat the Golden Sword Wuji Sect!"
After Zhang Liucheng heard this, he smiled.
"City Lord Hai, there is no need to say thank you. This is the result of their hard work. If they want to win the next battle with their current combat power, I'm afraid it won't be that easy!"
Upon hearing this, Hai Tongtian nodded.
"Please don't worry, little brother! I will supervise Haiji and others' cultivation."
At this moment, a fierce battle was taking place on the arena, and countless techniques and moves were recorded by Zhang Liucheng's practicing Ghost Eyes.
On the ring, an old man in white robe killed his opponent's pet tiger demon with one sword.
"The great method of restoring blood! Devour!"
In less than a moment, all the tiger demon's essence and blood were swallowed up by the white-robed old man on the stage.
After the white-robed old man swallowed the tiger demon's essence and blood, his strength doubled, and the wounds on his body were recovering at a very fast speed.
On the second stage, a girl with a ponytail took out ten wooden beasts.
"Wood Beast Technique!"
Ten wooden beasts shook their bodies and charged towards the seven monks.
The girl defeated seven easily with one against seven.
One group after another of monks entered the ring to fight, and soon the second game was over.
The middle-aged monk in blue robe said loudly.
"This is the end of the second game! The winning monks are invited to go to Arena No. 1 to draw the order of tomorrow's single battle!"
There were 220 victorious monks, and the number of battles was 110.
Zhang Liucheng and others drew the order of the battle.
Xiaobai is in the tenth game.
Xiaohei is in the fortieth game.
Xiaoqiang is ranked fifty-first.
The black dog is ranked in the sixty-fourth game.
Xiaohong is in the 77th game.
Mrs. Zhou is in the 79th game.
Tang Li ranked in the 88th game.
Zhang Liucheng is in line, game 89.
Sanyuan Monk is in the 91st game.
Haiji and others were drawn after ninety-two games.
The middle-aged monk in blue robe finished reading the battle sequence.
Chen Hu led everyone to the courtyard.
Hai Tongtian took out more than ten jars of wine from the storage ring, placed it on the table, came to Zhang Liucheng, and asked.
"Little brother, you are watching the battle under the ring today. Have you recorded the skills?"
After Zhang Liucheng heard this, he nodded and smiled.
"Of course it's recorded."
After that, Zhang Liucheng took out a jade bottle and recorded countless moves and techniques today. A bottle filled with Kung Fu tears.
Xiaoqiang and others saw Zhang Liucheng taking out the jade bottle and standing in a row.
At this moment, Cao Wenqing stood there in a daze.
Seeing Cao Wenqing in a daze, Monk Sanyuan immediately pulled Cao Wenqing to his side and whispered.
"Fellow Daoist Cao, stand still quickly, big brother is about to teach you the technique."
Cao Wenqing looked at Monk Sanyuan and asked in surprise.
"Brother Sanyuan, what kind of technique does the eldest brother teach?"
Upon hearing this, Monk Sanyuan smiled.
"The skills taught by the elder brother are the moves and skills used by all the monks in the arena today. As long as the elder brother has seen others fighting, he can record the moves of others and understand the essence of the skills. And the way to crack it!”
Cao Wenqing was shocked when he heard this.
"What? How is this possible?"
At this moment, Zhang Liucheng poured out half a bottle of Kung Fu Tears, wrapped them with spiritual energy, and shot them into the sea of spirits of everyone present.
Zhang Liucheng put the jade bottle into his storage bag and saw everyone present closing their eyes to meditate. Then he came to the table, sat on a chair, picked up a wine jar, opened the lid, and took a sip of wine.
Less than half an hour later, Xiaoqiang opened his eyes and was about to speak.
Zhang Liucheng made a shushing gesture toward Xiaoqiang.
Seeing this scene, Xiaoqiang nodded, came to the table, opened a jar of wine, and drank.
In less than a cup of tea, Xiao Hong opened her eyes, walked behind Zhang Liucheng, and pressed Zhang Liucheng's shoulders.
Zhang Liucheng took a sip of wine, put down the wine jar, and whispered.
"I didn't expect that Sister Hong would have this unique skill. It's so comfortable!"
When Xiaohong heard this, she was overjoyed and whispered.
"If the master likes it! I will press the master's shoulder often from now on."
Zhang Liucheng was overjoyed when he heard this and asked aloud.
"Sister Hong, are you telling the truth?"
Xiaohong smiled sweetly.
"of course it's true."
