Sure enough, seeing this scene, Song Jiang's hand immediately clicked a few times on the challenge compass and selected his opponent.

Then, a sound spread throughout the arena.

"In the first round, the Yun clan challenged the Song clan and took effect."

When the result was announced, Tian Yao and the other two were all sent back to their camp by a beam of light. Next, they would discuss the candidates for the battle.

Although many people are calling Song Jiang despicable, this is luck. I have to say that sometimes, luck is more important than strength.

When everyone was sympathizing with the Yun clan, they almost started arguing about whom they went to fight.

"Elder Tuo, the personal battle of the holy level is up to you."

Tianxiang thought about it for a while and made a decision.

"No, at most one holy level, I will definitely get on. No matter who the opponent is, I will definitely take his head off as a chamber pot. And you are not Song Jiang's opponents. Boy, don't always take me seriously."

Li Kuangye had been on the side for a long time and was really angry when he saw that he had no share this time. He became displeased when he saw Tianxiang.

"Senior Li, you are our secret weapon. Team warfare is the best occasion for the soldiers of the power to play their role. If you go out to defeat Song Laozhe now, we will win the personal battle. Wouldn't Song Laozhe not be willing to launch a team war affect the overall situation?"

Tianxiang had already prepared a speech for Li Kuangye's opinion.

"Well, that's true. Brother Li, Tianxiang is right. We must lose this personal battle. All the grudges are settled in the team battle. You can endure it for a while. At that time, the striker will definitely be yours." Tianyao also thought that Tianxiang's arrangement was correct.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, but I'm right in the front. If something goes wrong with the team battle, I really won't give you any face."

Li Kuangye beat his chest, then pulled off a few clusters of thick hair and threw it at Tianxiang inadvertently, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Senior, don't worry, if something goes wrong, even if I make the venue a big splash, I will get what you want."

Tianxiang looked fierce and wild, without any fluctuations in his eyes, and made a firm promise. At this time, there were still two black and long body hair on his face.

After hearing Tianxiang said this, Li Jianye grinned and then sat down.

After a while, the candidates for the Yun clan's battle were finally settled.

"The Yun clan challenged the Song clan, and the first personal battle, Yun Tianxiang vs. Song Zhong"

Looking at Tianxiang's gradually dissipating figure, thinking about the scene where he convinced him to let him go to the battle, Tianyao's vision became a little blurred.

"Well, a little guy at the peak of the middle stage of the emperor, haha, are you here to die? Fortunately, the patriarch asked me to be careful. It seems that the result of this battle will be known without fighting."

Song Zhongsheng's five big and three thick, and a rosacea occupies almost 30% of the entire face. His skin is rough and he can be filled with water. However, his strength is indeed very strong. His peak strength at the high level of the emperor level is enough to be arrogant to the ordinary emperor level.

However, as soon as Tianxiang came on stage, he ignored him and wandered around on his own, touching here and looking there, and gesturing at him from time to time. This indifference made Song Zhong very annoyed.

Let him shout for a long time, Tianxiang didn't reply or scold him. He didn't look like he was here to compete, but he was here to go shopping until the referee announced the start of the game.

"Trump, let you know the consequences of angering me, the shattering spirit and violent fist."

Song Zhong roared, slapped his hands hard, and a dazzling yellow light flew out of his palm, wrapped around his fist, then he used his legs to fly towards Tianxiang, he wanted to smash this hateful boy into meat sauce,

Suddenly, Song Zhong's eyes burst into tears, and an iron monster that was more than ten feet tall appeared in front of him. Subconsciously, he waved a punch and completely knocked the monster into pieces.

"So trash, huh, where are you? boy, where are you?"

After destroying the iron monster, Song Zhong found that Tianxiang had actually ran ten feet away. He cursed angrily and immediately chased after him.

But after not taking a few steps, two iron monsters appeared this time. A trace of cruelty flashed in Song Zhong's eyes. He turned into a palm with his fist and threw the golden light in his hand towards Tianxiang.

The golden light completely disintegrated the monsters the moment they touched them, and then, in one breath, hit Tianxiang and tore him into pieces of meat.

"Haha, garbage is garbage. I won so carelessly, hahahaha."

Song Zhong won the first battle without any effort, and was extremely proud, but he did not notice that Tianxiang, who was broken, did not shed any blood.

However, soon, he realized that something was wrong, because the referee did not announce his victory. Suddenly, he turned around and punched hard at the empty left rear.

"Bang"

Iron filings were flying all over the sky, and at the same time, a violent explosion came from the place where Song Zhong hit,

"Boom"

"Ding Ding Ding Dangdang"

A burst of flames entrained with strong flames swallowed Song Zhong, and then, there were constant sounds of metal and iron attacks coming from it, making people unable to understand what was happening inside.

"Shredding Yuan. Dispel"

A strong wind suddenly blew from the field, and in an instant it suppressed the flames on the black iron platform. Song Zhong's figure appeared in the field without any injuries. A layer of light shield radiated on the surface of his body. The dense black iron needles nailed the light shield nearly 80%.

Song Zhong, who was like a hedgehog, started walking on the black iron platform with tens of thousands of steel needles. He had already begun to be vigilant about the strange imperial boy.

"Does I really think I can't do anything to you? The broken Yuan Jin is broken."

When Song Zhong walked to the middle of the Xuan Iron Platform, his eyes burst out with a strong light, and he shouted, his body's strength increased greatly. The light cover on the surface suddenly rushed out, and all the black iron needles nailed on it were instantly bounced out, and 360 degrees were indistinguishable to attack the entire Xuan Iron Platform.

For a moment, the sound of "ding ding dangdang" was endless. How powerful are these needles? Just look at them directly into the competition platform of the same material, and you will know that they are left with small holes as big as needle holes. Even the referee retreated directly to the edge of the competition platform.

When Song Zhong saw iron debris flying out of the void from time to time, at least dozens of monsters showed their bodies and fell into waste, he was unmoved at all, and all his attention was exploring Tianxiang's direction.

"Swish"

After piercing through an iron monster, a black iron needle disappeared. This detail did not escape Song Zhong's eyes.

"Hmph, I found you, go to death for me, breaking the Yuan Jin and destroying the soul."

Within a breath, Song Zhong's right fist blew heavily into the ground at the lower left. With a "bang", the Xuan Iron Platform was smashed into a depression by him. Then, his wrist was covered with a touch of bright red. Then, a figure with his back facing him appeared on the competition stage, but the man's back was completely penetrated by Song Zhong's iron fist.
Chapter completed!