Red Heart Survey

On the tenth day of October, under the watchful eyes of bright or dark, this year's Three Cities Discussion officially began.

One-year, three-year, and five-year students are naturally discussed separately. For example, the two first-year students from Fenglin City will face off against the first-year students from Sanshan City and Wangjiang City respectively.

After one round of fighting, the remaining three winners will adopt the round-robin mode. That is, A fights B, B fights C, and C fights A. Three points for a win, one point for a draw, and zero points for a loss. The person with the highest points is the annual leader of the Three Cities Lun Dao.

In this way, it depends not only on personal strength, but also on the overall strength of the Taoist monastery. After all, if in the final round of battle, two people came from the same Taoist academy, they could calmly preserve their strength and go against the other person.

The one-year discussion begins first, with three cities, six cultivators, and three battles starting at the same time.

The competition venue was arranged on the square in front of the City Lord's Mansion, because it was often used as a venue for the city guards to take oaths before their departure, so it was also called the Martial Arts Field by the common people.

The one-year-old city daoist practitioners are basically in the state of not long after laying the foundation. The battle is mainly based on Taoism, but martial arts are also indispensable. It is the game that ordinary people can understand best, so it is more popular with ordinary people.

The place was besieged early in the morning, and the people of Fenglin City dragged their families and gathered around the Martial Arts Field like a market. The city guards were dispatched to maintain order.

There was no class in Jiang Anan's school that day, so Ling He naturally brought her to watch the game.

Because there were too many people, Jiang An'an sat on Ling He's shoulder, and she was clapping her little hands at the moment, loudly cheering her brother up.

Zhao Rucheng and Huang Azhan were naturally the first to watch Jiang Wang's game. It's just that someone as rich and powerful as Zhao, naturally wouldn't do something detrimental to his demeanor by yelling in person. Not far away, more than a dozen big men he hired were yelling with their voices open.

"Jiang Wang, must win! Jiang Wang, must win!"

There are two flags waving in the wind——

Zuo Shu "Punch three mountains, and the eyes are even more invincible."

The right book "Standing on the river, whoever is called a hero."

Although Jiang Wang would definitely not appreciate it.

For a while, Jiang Wang's voice overwhelmed the audience, and this discussion seemed to be Jiang Wang's personal performance. From time to time, someone whispered to each other and asked who this Jiang Wang was. After learning that it was a player from Maple Forest City, the simple and simple people of Maple Forest City cheered.

Standing on the playing field, Jiang Wang felt...embarrassed.

All three games were played side by side, and all six monks were present. From those people's intentional or unintentional glances, Jiang Wang found that he had become a public enemy. If it weren't for the restrictions of the rules, I'm afraid it would be one against five now. This also includes the senior brother who is also in the Fenglin City Taoist Academy.

"Show off, what are you showing off!" Lin Zhengli from Wangjiang City was the most dissatisfied. Instead of looking at his opponent, he spat in Jiang Wang's direction.

The voice is neither light nor heavy. Jiang Wang turned a deaf ear to it.

The entire Martial arts arena was divided into three battle fields, and a large buffer space was left between the lines.

A cultivator from the County Court is the chief referee, and two teachers from the Fenglin City Dao Academy are the deputy referees. Fighting is very simple, and the one who falls loses, so there is no need to worry about the referee's favoritism. In fact, the main function of the referee is to prevent young monks from lacking control and causing casualties.

Jiang Wang's opponent was from Sanshan City.

This person is short in stature, but stocky, wearing a close-fitting military uniform, and his muscles are as thick as stones.

The two sides made an aisle salute and stood still respectively.

At the referee's order, Jiang Wang drew his sword and came out!

People rise like dragons, and swords pierce shooting stars.

Almost at the same time that the three mountain city cultivator was halfway through the art, Jiang Wang's sword was approaching.

Decisive and fast.

The Ziqi Donglai Sword Art has almost an overwhelming advantage in Chaofan's previous fighting methods.

In the previous internal selection of Fenglin City Taoist Academy, he defeated Fang Heling with such a trick, and now it seems that the old thing will repeat itself.

But to Jiang Wang's surprise, and to the audience's surprise, the cultivator of the Three Mountain City did not avoid it!

He didn't even move, his eyes were fixed on Jiang Wang's attacking sword, and his hand was so steady, his Daojue took shape under such gaze.

In this case, he either abandons the decision to evade, or directly admits defeat. But with the speed shown by Jiang Wang, he will have no chance to make a move after avoiding the next Taoism.

And he made a completely different choice from Fang Heling!

The earth's vitality gathered wildly, and Jiang Wang felt a force gushing up from the ground, of course he knew what it was.

He is sure enough to pierce the opponent's heart with a sword before the ground stab arrives, but his feet will also be pierced by the subsequent ground stab.

He traded injury for death, but he still won. But he didn't want to win like this.

With a turn of Jiang Wang's long sword, it broke apart from the protruding ground thorns under his feet, and the whole person took advantage of the momentum to turn back and return to his original position.

At this time, the densely packed sharp thorns covered the surroundings of the three mountain city cultivator.

This cultivator from Sanshan City, who was scornfully called a mountain barbarian, had just won a turning point with his life.

He immediately kicked out several times, kicked off the ground thorn in front of him, and kicked it away. The ground thorns were like throwing spears, roaring and attacking Jiang Wang one after another.

And the cultivator of Sanshan City followed the roaring ground thorns and charged Jiang Wang.

Under Jiang An'an's nervous eyes, Jiang Wang turned like the wind, and moved lightly among the attacking ground thorns, unscathed.

And the repairers of Sanshan City are approaching.

His short and stocky body leaped high, his fist gradually solidified into stone, and swelled into a giant fist like a hill.

Stone-covering fist!

Offensive and defensive reversal!

Cannot be hardwired. Jiang Wang held his sword in front of him, and touched the stone fist with the face of the sword, wanting to take advantage of the momentum to drift away and find another opportunity to fight.

In any case, the foundation cultivator has limited Dao Yuan and cannot perform too many Dao skills at all. As long as the delay continues, his swordsmanship will definitely win the game.

But the stone fist suddenly turned over, grabbed the sword in Jiang Wang's hand, and crushed it!

The Stone-Covering Fist itself is only a high-grade Taoism such as Ding. Although Jiang Wang has not mastered it, he is very familiar with it. I never thought that this Taoist art would have such a smart change!

In an emergency, Jiang Wang discarded the hilt of the sword, hugged the stone fist that crushed the long sword with both hands, and spun it hard.

The powerful physical strength brought by the Four Spirits Body Refining Art penetrated unreservedly, and with the spinning force, the broken stones flew.

Jiang Wang touched the ground with his toes, and retreated sharply in a backward posture. At the same time, it also avoided the sudden explosion of that stone fist!

At the same time that Jiang Wang destroyed the stone fist, the monks of Sanshan City simply detonated it directly as another means of attack. But I never thought that Jiang Wang's reaction would be so sharp, and he still avoided it in the first place.

The explosion of the stone fist had no effect on him. Even though he deliberately controlled it, his entire right arm was still covered with wounds and dripping with blood.

But as if he couldn't feel the pain, he just caught up with Jiang Wang without saying a word.

He didn't make any more decisions, and he didn't have time to use Taoism. In other words, he realized that with the Taoism he now mastered, he couldn't defeat his opponent.

Then, try his physique of climbing mountains and mountains, and try his fists and feet for fighting lions and tigers.

Elbows, knees, headbutts!

Jiang Wang also had no way to increase the distance, his sword was gone, and he could not use his swordsmanship.

Punch, kick, shoulder clap!

The two started a short fight!

Between square inches, the most intense, direct and wild!

There were quite a few mortal warriors in the audience who knew how to perform martial arts, and they were all excited seeing this!

Thank you book friend Ye Songsong for the hall master award! Beautiful Chinese Cabbage~~ Thanks to the book friend Ashi for the little cotton-padded jacket rudder master reward! In other words, it's shameful to say this ID...but it's also so warm! Thanks to book friends Xueshan, book friends Xi Zichu, and book friends Happy_Xingbao for their rewards!