On the ring, Du Chongxiao and Xue Yuqin stood far away.

Many careful people suddenly discovered that the distance between the two on the stage seemed a bit far away. If you look closely, you will find that Du Chongxiao was standing at the same position, but Xue Yuqin was too close to the edge of the rear arena.

Li Yuncong, Shang Qingmiao, Yan Honglian, Xu Qinglin and others shook their heads secretly. Xue Yuqin's actions were obviously concerned about Du Chongxiao's amazing speed. Although the two did not fight, Xue Yuqin had already lost three points in terms of momentum.

After saluting each other, Xue Yuqin took action first. He silently recited the true secret and hit the ground with his right fist. With the roar, thirty-six green trees broke through the ground and immediately locked Du Chongxiao in the towering ancient wood formation.

With the lessons learned from the past, Xue Yuqinhao showed no mercy and launched the towering ancient wood formation with one move.

Du Chongxiao's body was like lightning, and afterimages appeared in the jumping and moving. Huge green trees emerged from him one after another, but only caught up with his shadow. His eyes flashed with fire, and the flaws of the towering ancient wood formation were already clear. His feet were seven, back, three, five, and four, and he had already jumped out of the towering ancient wood formation and rushed towards Xue Yuqin with the momentum of strong wind and fire.

How is this possible? Not to mention that Xue Yuqin's face was pale, even Li Yuncong, Shang Qingmiao and others were shocked. This towering ancient wood formation is one of the ten major techniques of the Tianyang Peak lineage. Even though Xue Yuqin could only summon the Tiangang number and the changes in the formation could not be performed at the extreme, it should not be so useless. After only a few breaths of delay, Du Chongxiao broke the formation and came out.

It was indeed not a coincidence! Zhen Zhengjian was secretly shocked. As early as when the Sword Forging Pavilion three months ago, Xue Yuqin had used the towering ancient wood formation, but as a result, Du Chongxiao easily broke through it like in front of him.

Seeing Du Chongxiao rushing towards him with the strong wind and fire, Xue Yuqin made a quick decision, and his thumbs, index fingers and middle fingers connected to form a magic seal. A green robe suddenly had no wind on the ground, and the boundless and bleak aura came into the air, and a sad autumn immediately spread on the arena. The imaginary image of a towering ancient tree condensed from behind Xue Yuqin, and the thick trunks trembled, and countless fallen leaves floated down.

After the autumn wind, all the flowers are killed, and endless fallen trees are rustling down.

Countless fallen leaves seemed to be blown down by the autumn wind, and slowly floated around Xue Yuqin's body in a whirlpool. Go! With a light shout, countless fallen leaves suddenly burst into a heavy rain, and shot towards Du Chongxiao in a terrifying tearing sound.

It was overwhelming, like a flying locust. The disciples' eyes in the audience were completely occupied by the black fallen leaves. Each fallen leaf was a flying arrow containing the aura of Jiamu. Seeing that Du Chongxiao could not stop and could not hide, he could only end up with a thousand arrows passing through his body.

With the prohibition protection, Xue Yuqin did not expect to use this killer move to seriously injure Du Chongxiao. He just had to defeat the other party with decent attitude and save his face and was satisfied. Just now, Yuan Daosheng's fate had already made him feel cold. It should be noted that Du Chongxiao forced him into a mess that day with bare hands. Now that the other party has been taught by Uncle Ninth Master himself, how many times can he withstand the power of the bronze stick?

Facing Ye Yu, Du Chongxiao ignored it, and his body was rotating like a whirlwind. The Wukong stick in his hand made a thousand-fold stick shadow, and he welcomed the flying arrows transformed from falling leaves with a rolling flame.

Falling leaves are not ordinary wood, they are filled with the power of Jia wood. However, the flames that the fire curse on Wukong sticks are Bing fire. The so-called "Bing fire is fierce, which can deflect frost and insult snow. It can calcinate Geng metal and water is rampant and obvious. If Jia wood comes, it will be burned to death."

The fallen leaves burned when they encountered fire, and the originally dense rain of fallen leaves was immediately burned out a big hole. Du Chongxiao rushed in with a stick without hesitation, and Wukong's stick was raised high and smashed heavily towards Xue Yuqin.

The key to fighting is to attack, and "attack" does not care about "style", but about "moment". The stick method Du Chongxiao used is nothing more than chop, sweep, pick, poke, wheel, and smash. There is no fixed move every time he takes action. It is completely a sight to see the enemy's flaws, wait for an opportunity to launch, and hit the key points. However, its momentum is as strong as Mount Tai presses the top of the top, and the fire spreads to the prairie, which makes the enemy feel frightened and will collapse when blocked.

The heavy shadows of the sticks hit the ground with the whistling sound of the wind, and the entire ring seemed to be shaking. In the critical moment, Xue Yuqin rolled out in a hurry and barely avoided the unstoppable stick. The stimulating wind was as sharp as a knife, leaving a few blood marks on his cheek.

He quickly grabbed his right hand, and a tender green leaf floated and fell from the air, separated by Xue Yuqin and Du Chongxiao.

Du Chongxiao only felt a green look in his eyes, green trees, grass, green flowers and green leaves, as if even the sky had turned green. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart, and two sparks suddenly jumped out of his eyes, and the endless green was immediately burned clean.

Even the method of "a leaf blocking the eyes and unable to see the mountain" was useless. Xue Yuqin was completely confused at this moment, and hurriedly recited the magic formula, and several thorns were rolled towards Du Chongxiao in the place where he gave birth.

Du Chongxiao's figure brought a strong wind and appeared behind Xue Yuqin in a blink of an eye. The Wukong stick poked heavily on the other party's back like a dragon coming out of the sea.

When the huge force came, Xue Yuqin let out a painful cry, and her body rushed forward involuntarily. In the next moment, Du Chongxiao actually arrived first, grabbed Xue Yuqin's side, and Wukong stick was sent and picked up, and the latter rose into the air like a cloud and fog.

Du Chongxiao then jumped high, and the stick in his hand turned into a slap trick, and hit Xue Yuqin fiercely from top to bottom.

Bang! After a terrifying muffled sound, Xue Yuqin was lying on the ground in a large shape on the ring.

Du Chongxiao fell steadily, and the Wukong stick had been brought behind him. Several green wood flying arrows were scattered into the flesh on both shoulders, thighs, and waist, which were particularly blood-stained, but it seemed that it was not at all. He just waited quietly for Xue Yuqin to get up.

The disciples in the audience held their breath for a long time until the moment Xue Yuqin landed on the ground. Is this the fighting method of "breaking the method with force"? It is so powerful! What is the realm of this Uncle Du? He was defeated and learned the method first, and then defeated and learned the method. But at his age, he is probably not more than sixteen years old!

For a time, many disciples were full of thoughts. What would happen if I also learned this method of fighting?

In the sky, Gu Mu Zhenren's face looked a little gloomy. He could see clearly above that Xue Yuqin was timid before fighting, and then his mind was taken away due to various futile methods, and eventually lost in a mess.

Is it Xue Yuqin who is not good at studying? In the eyes of King Gu Mu, whether it is the towering ancient wood formation or the Ten Thousand Woods Xiaoxiao Jue, Xue Yuqin is just the right way. It is just because the opponent he meets is too strong that he is passively beaten and humiliated to follow Yuan Daosheng's footsteps.

"You disciple is so cruel, and you don't care about the friendship between your classmates. You should warn me!" Gu Mu Zhenren looked at the boy on the ring, felt a little displeasure in his heart, and frowned and said.

"Zhongxiao is just a young man's character and cannot stand the provocation. Just act irritated for a moment. Brother, don't worry, I will definitely discipline it strictly in the future!" Zhenren Xuanxiao bowed gently and said with a smile.

Hearing the words of Master Xuanxiao to protect the calf, Master Gu Mu was unhappy, said coldly and said goodbye, then left.

Until Xue Yuqin, who was on the ring, endured his back pain and was about to get up, and then left in a mess with the help of his fellow disciples, the three generations of disciples dispersed. For them, the exciting part of this year's competition was not that the senior brother won the championship, but that he watched two extremely exciting competitions one after another.

Watching Du Chongxiao leave by taking the clouds, Li Yuncong, Shang Qingmiao and Yan Honglian gathered together. Li Yuncong smiled and asked, "What do you think Senior Brother Shang?"

Shang Qingmiao pondered for a moment before slowly answering: "It should be that he is born with divine power and has the means of insight into flaws. In addition, he has been personally taught by Uncle Ninth Master to be well versed in the magical essence of fighting. Within three years, he will definitely be invincible below the realm of the original image!"

"What's next?" Yan Honglian asked.

"That depends on everyone's fortune!" Shang Qingmiao replied in a faint tone.
Chapter completed!