The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

Luoyun City, Peng Qianqiu!

There was a commotion in the field, and the first man to step onto the ring was recognized. He was a young man from Luoyun City who had reached the level of muscle training in the Blood Realm.

Soon, a young man in black named Wu Zhuang walked out of Guangling City and stepped onto the ring.

After a brief exchange of greetings, the two went straight into action and staged a fierce competition.

Every now and then, there would be an outcry from the sidelines.

The atmosphere in the venue became heated.

The big shots at the seats were talking to each other and making random comments, but they were relatively calm.

Everyone knows that this is just the beginning.

Su Yi, standing in the crowd, only looked at it for a moment before shaking his head secretly.

For him, such a competition was too boring and not interesting at all.

He moved his eyes to look at the river in the distance.

In comparison, the Dacang River at night is truly beautiful.

There are lights and thousands of sails floating. On every ship, there are figures looking up, whispering, drinking and cheering, or cheering loudly...

Even on some brothels and flower boats, the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard, and graceful singers dance to add to the fun.

On both sides of the river, ordinary people could not see the scene of the Dragon Gate Competition, but just listening to it from a distance made them excited.

People, they are just watching the fun.

As for who wins or loses, only those who care care.

The appearances of all living beings in the world are presented one by one in the light and shadow of thousands of lights, which is very interesting.

Just quietly admiring all this, Su Yi didn't feel bored anymore.

On the ring, one fight after another was held, and the participants were all young people from the two cities, no more than eighteen years old, and their cultivation levels were all at the blood-moving level.

In a competition, everyone wins and loses.

According to the rules, when no one dares to challenge on stage, the defender will be the first place in this dragon gate competition.

About half an hour later.

Nie Beihu's son Nie Teng stepped onto the ring, which aroused Su Yi's interest and looked over.

Nie Teng is brave and has a calm temperament. He is a famous figure in Songyun Jianfu. With his appearance, he caused a lot of sensation.

Even some big shots stopped talking and looked over.

Nie Teng lived up to expectations, showing a strong cultivation level far beyond his peers. What's rare is that he is also extremely experienced and rich in combat experience.

In the following time, they won thirteen games in a row!

This is the best result since the start of the Dragon Gate Competition.

The spectators on the field also burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm and cheered.

According to the rules, as long as Nie Teng wins two more games, he can step down from the ring to rest. When his strength recovers, he can go on stage to fight again.

But in the fourteenth game, Nie Teng met a strong opponent and was ultimately defeated.

Many people felt sorry for it, but no one laughed at it.

Because he was able to win 13 consecutive victories in the Dragon Gate Competition, he has become extremely dazzling among the younger generation.

"He has a good character and good combat experience. He has obviously experienced cruel fighting training. Unfortunately, the skills and martial arts he practiced are a bit crude..."

Su Yi saw all this in front of his eyes and already knew the details of Nie Teng's cultivation.

Just when he was thinking, Huang Qianjun actually stepped onto the ring!

"This kid can't keep his composure, and his character still lacks tempering."

Su Yi raised his eyebrows.

However, when Huang Qianjun easily defeated his opponent with such devastating methods, there was a huge sensation in the field and the atmosphere was boiling.

Because the opponent he defeated was the same person who defeated Nie Teng just now! Such a comparison actually made Nie Teng look inferior, far inferior to Huang Qianjun.

What amazed people was that no one expected that Huang Qianjun, a playboy and evil young man, could have such tyrannical fighting power. This surprised some big shots and refreshed their knowledge.

"Brother Huang, this boy of yours is amazing!"

"I didn't expect it. I really didn't expect it. It turns out that the tiger father has no dog son."

... Some big shots nearby praised him one after another. Huang Yun's face was filled with red light and his heart was full of pride.

How could he not know how bad his son's reputation was before?

But now, who dares to underestimate it?

"This is all thanks to Mr. Su's good teaching."

Huang Yunchong sighed secretly. When he thought of Su Yi, he couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart.

"How do you feel, my son?"

Nie Beihu looked at the high-spirited Huang Qianjun in the ring, and at the defeated Nie Teng beside him, his heart was extremely complicated.

How could he not know that Huang Qianjun's transformation was entirely due to Su Yi?

If his son obeyed his own arrangements and worked with Su Yi, how could the benefits he gained from cultivation be weaker than Huang Qianjun's?

The more he thought like this, the more uncomfortable Nie Beihu felt.

"Father, I am not depressed."

Nie Teng looked calm and said calmly, "It's just a defeat. It can't hurt me. On the contrary, it made me see some of my own shortcomings from this defeat. As long as I correct it, I will be able to make further progress in martial arts."

Nie Beihu was startled, and the complicated emotions in his heart suddenly dissipated, and he said happily: "Don't be arrogant in victory [Doudou Novel www.doudouxs.cn] Don't be discouraged in defeat. If my son has this kind of mind, he will surely succeed."

Suddenly, Huang Ganjun shouted loudly:

"Wen Jueyuan, do you dare to go on stage and fight now!"

As these words came out, the lively atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked in disbelief.

Even the big shots were shocked.

Wen Jueyuan!

This is a dazzling figure who is going to compete for the first place in the Dragon Gate Competition, and is unanimously favored by everyone in Guangling City.

Even the younger generation of figures in Luoyun City regard Wen Jueyuan as their number one enemy!

Who would have thought that Huang Qianjun would take the initiative to challenge Wen Jueyuan at this time?

Immediately afterwards, the whole place burst into uproar.

"Brother Huang, when did your boy become so courageous?"

Li Tianhan couldn't help but laugh, his words carrying a hint of sarcasm.

"This is the kind of temperament a young man should have." Huang Yunchong said calmly without getting angry.

City Lord Fu Shan smiled and said: "This boy is indeed full of blood and courage. Even if he loses, he deserves praise."

"It's really good."

Zhou Huaiqiu nodded.

"Don't praise this kid, he's just a bastard."

Huang Yunchong smiled and waved his hands. Zhou Huaiqiu's four-character comment made him feel relieved.

After all, this is the approval from the elders of the inner sect of Qinghe Sword Mansion!

"Ah."

Li Tianhan smiled silently.

As for Wen Changqing, he was a little absent-minded from beginning to end.

He had just experienced the pain of losing his son, and his whole temperament changed drastically. He had a gloomy face from the moment he sat down, silent, and refused to eat or drink.

"This Huang Qianjun is simply arrogant when he is proud!"

"I'll see how he loses later."

Not far away, seeing Huang Ganjun challenging Wen Jueyuan, the Wen family disciples all sneered.

Wen Shaobei, in particular, was even more excited, gritting his teeth and saying, "This dude is looking for abuse on his own, who can blame him?"

Soon, under the attention of countless eyes, Wen Jueyuan stepped onto the ring.

He was dressed in white and had a majestic figure with a long sword at his waist. As soon as he appeared, there was a burst of cheers outside the stadium, and some young girls even screamed excitedly.

It has to be said that Wen Jueyuan is extremely popular, and every move he makes attracts countless attention.

"You didn't let me look down on you."

On the ring, Wen Jueyuan spoke coldly.

He also didn't expect that Huang Ganjun would dare to take the initiative to challenge.

"Cut the fucking nonsense!"

Before he could finish his words, Huang Ganjun had already attacked boldly.

The momentum is like a majestic mountain moving sideways, unparalleled in dominance.

In his hands, he used the Xingyi Liuhe Fist. Every time he punched, his hands, elbows, waist, and hips all moved with it. His body was like twisting into a rope, making the punches full of explosive power. Fierce momentum.

With every breath and breath, movement and stillness are combined, and the momentum is like a god beating a big drum, shaking the world!

"Huh!"

Many important figures narrowed their pupils slightly and were keenly aware that Huang Ganjun's boxing technique was unusual and had a breathtaking power.

"How could this dude change so much..."

Li Tianhan frowned.

But when Wen Jueyuan took action, everyone's eyes lit up again.

See you soon——

His figure floated, and with a wave of his palm, he broke through Huang Ganjun's punch, appearing to be relaxed and at ease.

And in the following battle, Wen Jueyuan stepped forward step by step, the wind in his palms was like a violent storm, the attack was intensive and fast, and there was a fierce momentum in the elegance.

Soon, Huang Ganjun became passive and could only struggle to support himself. He could only wait for his opponent to be exhausted and reveal his flaws, and then find a chance to counterattack.

There were exclamations and uproar outside the stadium.

This battle will undoubtedly be more exciting and more intense!

Whether it was Huang Qianjun or Wen Jueyuan, the martial arts background they displayed made the big shots look at them.

Wen Jueyuan's strength was already expected by everyone.

The only thing I didn't expect was that Huang Ganjun could sustain himself under Wen Jueyuan's offensive!

This is so surprising.

"If this trend continues, Huang Ganjun will lose."

Su Yi had been watching the battle, and when he saw this, he already had the answer in his heart.

Although Huang Qianjun has made great progress, compared with Wen Jueyuan, he is still one level behind and cannot make up for it in a short time.

However, in the future, as long as Huang Qianjun does not slack off, he is destined to surpass Wen Jueyuan.

Sure enough, the winner was soon decided.

Huang Ganjun was defeated!

Although he had been struggling to support himself, hoping to seize the slightest flaw to fight back, unfortunately, Wen Jueyuan did not give him a chance at all.

This much-anticipated leader of the younger generation of the literary family showed extremely terrifying fighting prowess among his peers. Finally, with a split palm, he broke through Huang Ganjun's defense and slapped him on the chest.

boom!

Huang Ganjun stumbled to the ground and tried to stand up, but he could no longer stand up.

Only then did people see that his chest and skirt were torn to pieces, and there was a sunken palm print on his skin!

Many heroes of the younger generation took in a breath of cold air and felt chills running down their spines.

The power Wen Jueyuan displayed was undoubtedly too tyrannical!

There was only silence in the city for a moment, and then there was a sudden burst of cheers, applauding Wen Jueyuan for winning, and some big shots couldn't help but clasp their hands in admiration.

The big shots and young people in the Wen family were all happy about this.

Wen Jueyuan's victory made them feel bright and proud.

At this moment, Wen Jueyuan has undoubtedly become the focus of everyone's attention. His white clothes are better than snow, and his scenery is unparalleled.

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