Since he knew the rules, he decided by drawing lots. Chu Yang smiled lightly, and eight pieces of paper appeared in his palm.

Everyone looked at these notes with some surprise, Jun Chenfeng said doubtfully: "Uncle Chuyang is not afraid of anyone snooping on these notes."

Chu Yang glanced at everyone and said, "You will know if you can spy after you investigate."

Driven by curiosity, everyone used their mental strength to sweep the note in Chuyang's hand.

However, what surprised them was that no matter how much their mental power extended, it was as if they had touched an invisible wall and could not get closer at all.

Isolated from the exploration of mental power, Su Xun frowned.

Time is running out, let’s draw lots to decide!

After saying this, Chu Yang spread his hands.

At this moment, many peak masters and the five ancestors looked down.

Su Xun picked a piece of paper and slowly opened it, with the number 2 written on it.

He looked at the other disciples, only to find Asule in the ancestral court looking towards him.

He spread out the note in his hand, and it turned out to be the word "2".

The two looked at each other, their eyes missed each other, and a strange look flashed in their eyes.

Soon the eight disciples spread their palms one after another, and Gong Ziqin faced off against Huang Quliang.

Long Wenshi faced off against Jun Chenfeng, and Lin Qian faced off against Ling Baichuan.

The eight people were divided into groups and then walked onto the ring one after another.

After the grouping was completed, the third competition began. Chu Yang slowly spoke.

For a moment, many disciples were excited, and disciples from the first and second generations looked towards the field.

A battle of this level is naturally nothing to them now.

However, when they entered Yunmengze, they all participated in the sect competition.

In their time, the competition for rookie disciples was not much crueler than it is now.

Some disciples were even seriously injured and vomited blood.

For a title, the strongest title, they fight to the death.

Of course, this kind of title should not be underestimated, because the title of a rookie disciple is related to the honor of each court in the next ten or even twenty years.

Therefore, both these peak masters and many disciples are looking forward to watching a wonderful battle.

Beat the drums to cheer.

At this moment, four strong men were standing outside the four arenas. Each of them held a golden hammer in their hands and kept beating the big drum.

The sound of drums was loud.

After the three-way drumming, under Chu Yang's gesture, this boiling gradually weakened.

When the competition started, Chu Yang gave a light drink.

His voice reached the ears of eight people on the field.

Su Xun glanced at Asule with a burning gaze, and said calmly: "Su Xun in the South Courtyard of Reeds."

Asule, the ancestral court, glanced at Su Xun with some pride.

"please!"

Two calls for please sounded at the same time.

In an instant, Su Xun's eyes moved slightly, and his figure flashed quickly on the ring.

Asule licked his mouth, glanced at the young man who left an afterimage in shock, and said, "His physical skills are not bad."

His expression changed slightly, and he punched the afterimage without using his true energy.

But after a punch was used, the surrounding space was immediately distorted, and harsh sound waves were heard immediately.

When everyone in the audience saw this scene, they took two breaths. One of the disciples lost his voice and said: "The disciples of Zu Ting are indeed extraordinary. They have even learned the technique of Breaking Wind Fist."

Breaking Wind Fist is the best boxing method for close combat, and it can combine attack and defense.

Especially the punches are thrown very fast, making it difficult for people to react in a short time.

Even though this boxing technique is just a simple technique and not as powerful as the technique, for those who fight in close quarters, this simple technique is extremely practical.

Su Xun's eyes narrowed slightly, he shouted softly, and he also punched.

The two fists collided with each other, and the roar continued.

Asule took three steps back, and Su Xun also took two steps back.

Asule wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes glowed, and he said: "There are not many people who can have the upper hand on me in boxing. You are the first."

Su Xun stabilized his body, swallowed the heat that poured into his throat, and said calmly: "Thank you for the compliment."

After another set of Xinyi Liuhe Fist from me, Asule let out a light drink.

He unfolded the fist in his hand, and a huge dragon horse suddenly appeared in the fist.

Seeing this dragon horse, Su Xun's expression changed slightly.

The fist has become his intention, and this dragon and horse are where Asule's intention lies.

Seeing the dragon and horse appear, Su Xun was unwilling to be outdone.

"go!"

Asule shouted loudly, punched out in his hand, and the dragon horse let out a howl, and then pounced on Su Xun.

"Boom boom!"

His hands quickly formed fist skills and he punched five more times.

The fist intention in these five fists immediately condensed into green ox, eagle, white crane, tiger, dragon, lion and elephant.

Seeing these five ferocious beasts rushing towards him, Su Xun immediately kept his mind calm, and a faint green light appeared on his body.

A green light suddenly appeared, and Su Xun shouted softly: "Hidden into the abyss and shrunk to the ground!"

In an instant, the space of the entire arena seemed to be shrinking, and Asule's fist strength was also shrinking.

The distance between him and Su Xun is getting smaller and smaller.

Seeing this scene, Asule's expression changed slightly and he said, "He is approaching me."

No, not only is he approaching me, I am also approaching him.

Boom, those five alien beast fists hit the void, making a crackling sound.

Su Xun's figure also fell behind Asule at this moment. He pointed his fingers at Asule and said, "You lost."

There was a hint of unwillingness in Asule's eyes, and he said coldly: "You are just behind me. There is no winner between you and me, and I haven't lost yet."

After saying this, he was about to take action.

Su Xun shook his head and said: "You should understand what the gap between you and me is.

The reason I point my finger at you is because I have condensed the way of the sword into thirteen ways.

Sword Thirteen relies on the power of space. If a sword light shoots out from my finger at this time.

If you want to survive, you may encounter difficulties.

Asule frowned slightly, obviously he didn't quite believe what Su Xun said and was about to take action.

But at this moment, Su Xun pointed his finger at the void, and suddenly thirteen sword rays erupted from his fingertips, shattering the void into pieces.

Seeing Su Xun's sword light erupt, Asule's expression changed drastically.

From his perspective, it was natural to see that Su Xun's sword power had completely surpassed his fist power.

The indestructible power of this sword light is already in space.

And his punches only formed a punch and were unable to compete with Su Xun.

If he continues to be entangled, Su Xun will not just give him a simple warning, but will use his fists and kicks to attack him.

Asule looked slightly gloomy.

Obviously he had too much reluctance in his heart, but in such a situation, he could only admit defeat.

I lost, Asule said this reluctantly.

Su Xun nodded, immediately put the sword light in his hand back into his body, and said: "Chengyi!"

Asule arched his hands towards Su Xun, lowered his head, and quickly walked off the ring.

Asule unexpectedly lost, and the disciples in the audience were in an uproar. As the leading disciple in the ancestral court, Asule was extremely brave in close combat.
Chapter completed!