The monster swordsman was stunned, "Bloody Hand, what's wrong?"

"Lin Xiao, this bastard, has invited so many media reporters and alarmed the official. How can we do this?"

"Didn't Master Olan tell us to wait and see what we do as planned?"

The Blood Hand was probably confused by Lin Xiao's anger and shouted, "I'm not willing to accept it. I really want to take action now and kill Lin Xiao's yellow-haired child."

"Haha, after waiting on the ring, I will naturally give you a chance. What's the hurry?"

The strange swordsman sneered.

"Great Master!"

A young man dressed in a lama walked over quickly, "The silver-level ring race will begin soon, and the referee team will ask you to submit the list."

In three games, the list must be provided at one time. Who will play first and the order will be decided before the first game begins.

The bloody hand who had already prepared the list was taken out and handed over.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong... The special drum sounded again, and the shocked people became excited and excited.

Huayang, Sanwa and Yi Jing stood side by side in the entrance position, while the three people from the Western Regions stood opposite each other, each with grinning smiles on the corners of their mouths, looking as if they were sure to eat them.

"Please ask Yi Jing, the first fighter in the Central Plains martial arts team, to come on!"

Yi Jing held a light sword in her hand, her little face was pale, and she hesitated for several seconds before she stepped forward slowly.

"Come on Yi Jing, I'm optimistic about you!"

Huayang waved at her and cheered her up.

Yi Jing nodded slightly and bit her silver teeth and went upstairs.

As a disciple of Chuanjing, Yi Jing's strength is the top among silver, but after all, she has little practical experience and she will definitely be almost ready to fight against the brave and good Western Regions.

"Please ask Tuoba Dayuan, the first fighter in the Western Regions martial arts team, to come on!"

The one who fought in the Western Regions was a big-shouldered warrior holding a mace in his hand, like a god of war, grinning, which made people feel annoying.

"It's Tuoba Dayuan!"

Huayang was stunned for a moment, then looked worried. He quickly looked back at Lin Xiao and signaled nervously to him.

According to the plan, Tuoba Dayuan's opponent is Huayang, but he didn't expect that he should be the finale and was sent in the first game.

Lin Xiao frowned, "Blood Hand wants to give us a warning, and I will send the strongest one to the first game."

Chuan Jing stood up, very worried about her disciple, "Brother Lin! I heard that Tuoba Dayuan is cruel by nature, if..." "It's okay!"

Lin Xiao said in a deep voice, "In the eyes of everyone, he dare not kill. At most, he will suffer minor injuries. With my injury medicine, Yi Jing will not be in trouble."

Despite this, Master Chuan Jing was still worried, fearing that his beloved disciple would be damaged.

On the ring, the body proportions of the two people who played were too inconsistent, one was slender and weak, and the other was five big and three thick.

"Little sister, is there no one in the Central Plains martial arts world?

Send you to compete?

Hahaha..." Tuoba Dayuan was arrogant and smiled with a mace.

Yi Jing's little face turned red, she silently stretched out her sword, pointed at Tuoba Dayuan and said, "I will do my best!"

"Yoyo, this little look is so cute..." Tuoba Dayuan shouted sarcastically, "Do you want to be so sweet that you can inherit my mace?

Hahaha..." A burst of laughter came from the stage.

The first competition was a bit too ridiculous, and the two sides were obviously not on the same level. What is the suspense when fighting?

The Western Regions showed a knowing smile.

The first victory is sure to win.

The referee announced the start of the game.

When the bell rang, the atmosphere on the stage seemed to become extremely serious.

Knock! Yi Jing turned against her cowardly state, and her long sword trembled and her momentum suddenly changed.

"Hey, I really dare to fight, right?"

Tuoba Dayuan moved around the ring, not taking Yi Jing seriously at all, and sneered, "Little girl! You should give up. If you hurt you, I feel sad."

There were whistles in the stands and laughter and scolding, and no one was optimistic about Yi Jing.

"Let's take action!"

Yi Jing slowly calmed down. She remembered her master's teachings. The more she faced difficulties, the more she should remain calm and calm her mind.

Emei's kung fu has always focused on using static to control movement. The more calm the calm the energy, the more powerful it can be.

If you can become the close disciple of Master Chuanjing, you will not dare to go to the stage without any strength.

Compared to her weak appearance, she is stronger inside.

"Hey! Overestimate one's own abilities!"

The arrogant and domineering Tuoba Dayuan walked towards Yi Jing and sneered, "Since you are determined to defeat, I will not show mercy, just don't be hurt for a while, just cry!"

Boom! Tuoba Dayuan jumped up and pressed down like a big eagle. The mace in his hand danced into a big circle and smashed it down fiercely.

A burst of exclamations came from the field.

Even though there are many people in the Western Regions, I still can't help but worry about her when I see a little girl hit by a mace.

Boom! The mace was empty and fell on the ring.

A sunken sunken appeared on the ground of the ring.

"Um?"

Tuoba Dayuan was stunned for a moment, pulled out the mace, and unexpectedly looked at Yi Jing, who had already flashed ten meters away, "The reaction is quite fast! I see when you can flash!"

Huh! Tuoba Dayuan put away his playfulness, swung his mace, and turned it over like a whirlwind.

Huh! The huge wind pressure hits you.

To outsiders, Yi Jing is like a leaf in the strong wind, which may be blown and scattered at any time and disappear between heaven and earth.

The Central Plains martial arts, who were nervous, all breathed, fearing that Yi Jing would have an accident.

After all, before going on stage, everyone signed an accident insurance agreement, and it is inevitable that an accident occurred.

Huh! The mace was rubbed against Yi Jing's head, and a flower in the bun was shattered in the air.

Knock! The sword was spitting lightly, as fast as lightning. Yi Jing didn't blink and decisively attacked Tuoba Dayuan's armpit.

Tuoba Dayuan, who was careless for a moment, felt the wind roaring in his chest, and a sense of fatal crisis spread to his heart, which surprised him.

In a hurry, Tuoba Dayuan pulled back the mace and barely blocked Yi Jing's strange sword.

Dangdang! As soon as Yi Jing took action, she was no longer interrupted as the autumn wind swept through the fallen leaves. The endless sword lights followed one after another, making Tuoba Dayuan frigid.

"Oh shit!"

Tuoba Dayuan was furious and directly inserted the mace vertically on the ring to block Yi Jing's attack route. At the same time, his huge body pressed over like a mountain.

Yi Jing seized the initiative and launched a fierce offensive while Tuoba Dayuan underestimated the enemy. With the help of continuous sword intent and agile skills, Tuoba Dayuan gave up the mace and wanted to use his close-fitting advantage to solve the battle.

I have to say that Tuoba Dayuan is fine and delicate. Although he is reckless, his combat skills and style are both cunning and tough, and he is indeed the representative of the tough style of the Western Regions.

Boom! Tuoba Dayuan rushed to Yi Jing in two big strides, staring at her fiercely like a wolf.
Chapter completed!