My Taoist buddy has practiced surrogacy

Chapter 453 Regret
The other people who participated in the blocking showed regretful expressions.

Standing on the stage, Zhou Xing stared in amazement at the impatient country boy, looking at him as if he had mountains of gold and silver.

He has the impression that this person is "Xu Jing", who was ranked tenth in the last competition.

"start!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, the country boy "Xu Jing" swung an ax and charged forward.

Whoosh!

The ax pierced through the air, and there was a sound like cloth breaking. Under the blessing of huge strength and roaring inner breath, the ax seemed to turn into a mad iron bull.

Faced with such momentum, Zhou Xing would not be willing to challenge him if he hadn't run the "Bronze Statue Art".

After all, the opponent is using a heavy weapon.

Swish!
As soon as the ax was struck, Zhou Xing's body burst and disappeared.

It's empty!
Xu Jing, a country boy, reacted extremely quickly, and swiped the ax horizontally again, slashing at Zhou Xing who appeared from the side.

But this time.

Zhou Xing's body shape and footwork suddenly paused, and then cut in with a strange spin.

puff!

That ax not only split the air, but was also approached by Zhou Xing in an instant.

"The speed is so fast, this movement is so familiar."

"Isn't this "Lingyunbu"? It seems that its effect is not inferior to that of Lefeng himself."

There was a panic in the audience.

not good!

When Xu Jing struck the air with an axe, he felt bad.His ax is heavy and powerful, but it is easy to be restrained by people with good agility.

"open!"

The moment Zhou Xing cut in, he punched away, and there was a sinister and domineering aura in the heavy fist.

In panic, Xu Jing reluctantly retracted his ax to block the powerful punch.

Puff!

The domineering inner breath and violent power gushing out of the fist directly shocked Xu Jing to take a few steps back, his blood churning.

Before he could stand still, Zhou Xing in front of him disappeared again.

"Oops!"

Just as Xu Jing stabilized his figure, there was a strong wind from behind, but it was too late.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain came from the butthole,
"Bang" sound.

A kick kicked from behind, Xu Jingfei clutched his buttocks in the air, and let out a heart-piercing howl.

thump!
After Wang Lingyun, another person was kicked out of the competition arena by Zhou Xing.

There was a moment of dead silence in the field, and another wave of shock was set off.

"This is the top ten in the last session, and they lost so badly."

"Have you found out that Zhou Xing's body skills are exactly the same as Le Feng's, and the heat is not bad at all!"

The disciples in the field were either amazed or thoughtful.

Those who are interested have discovered the strangeness in Zhou Xing's physical skills.

If not, he would not have won so easily.The whole process was basically to restrain Xu Jing, who was tenth in the previous session.

"How could it be! His "Leaping Cloud Steps" has been cultivated to the same level as mine!"

Le Feng's face was uncertain.

Zhou Xing's victory was undoubtedly a blow to Wang Lingyun who proposed the "blocking action".

Defeating Xu Jing, who was in the top ten last year, established Zhou Xing's status as a strong dark horse.

In this year's outer sect competition, three dark horses were born, namely: Tong Yuling, Zhou Xing, and Cao Lei.

In the past, the performance of these three people was not impressive.

And this time, all three of them defeated the top ten opponents strongly and won six consecutive victories!
Zhou Xing's victory this time, the most complicated feeling was Le Feng!

three months ago.

"Rising Cloud Steps" fell into Zhou Xing's hands, it was not his wish, this was already an accident.

In order to prevent "Lingyunbu" from being leaked from Zhou Xing, Lefeng specially came forward and sent a "Yuanzhu grass" to win him over.

But never expected.

Zhou Xing, Zeng Jin's marginal disciple, was able to practice "Lingyunbu" to the level of Dacheng.

It can be said that this is an accident among accidents.

"interesting."

In the corner below the stage, Nan Gongli held a folding fan, and his interested eyes glanced at Zhou Xing and Le Feng.

As early as in the "Outer Sect Exchange Meeting", Nangong Li realized that Zhou Xing's skills were not simple.

of course.

He is only a little interested in Zhou Xing, and it is impossible to regard him as an opponent.

There is only one opponent for Nangong Li, and that is Duan Xiaolong!

game so far.

Nangong Li and Duan Xiaolong have yet to meet the enemy of Sanhe, and their true strength is unfathomable.

the same moment.

Duan Xiaolong's eyes happened to be on Nan Gongli, his old enemy.

Suddenly.

The eyes of the two met in the void.

boom!
An invisible spiritual force collided in mid-air.

wow~
The robes of the two were flying, and the powerful invisible air wave forced the nearby disciples to retreat abruptly.

After a brief trial.

Duan Xiaolong's expression froze, and his body trembled slightly; while Nan Gongli's face revealed a trace of strangeness.

Except for the sect seniors present, no one could see what kind of confrontation the two had just had.

but.

The powerful and invisible aura of the two of them is no less than that of the internal organs refining period. The mysterious temptation and confrontation make people's blood boil.

"Double Dragons Fight for Hegemony!"

Many disciples are excited and looking forward to it.

This year's Grand Competition can be said to be a grand event rarely seen in ten years.

Two dragons fighting for supremacy, plus three dark horses, no one knows what kind of sparks will collide in the end.

……

Knockout, usher in the eighth round!
At this stage, there are no weak hands among the remaining disciples.

The battles that followed were all remarkable, sometimes inextricably fought, with all kinds of coups thrown out.

The three dark horses continued their winning streak.

Tong Yuling, with her profound and unpredictable internal energy and dexterous swordsmanship, easily defeated a top-twelve opponent.

Cao Lei, with the astonishing heat of "Iron Sand Palm", defeated Yang Fan, who was ninth in the previous competition, within fifty moves.

"Defeated! I will lose to low-level martial arts."

Holding a silver gun in his hand, Yang Fan stepped off the stage unwillingly, with his clothes torn in several places.

Cao Lei's "Iron Sand Palm" has been practiced to the peak and achieved perfection, comprehending a trace of unique true meaning, and its power is beyond imagination.

Zhou Xing's opponent in the eighth round was only in the top [-], and the opponent directly conceded.

nowadays.

Zhou Xing has a great reputation in the Grand Competition.If you don't want to be kicked out of the stage, you'd better admit defeat.

When night fell, the eighth round of competition ended.

Nan Gongli and Duan Xiaolong, as "Double Dragons Fighting for Hegemony", still maintain a winning streak.

The three dark horses also won eight consecutive victories.

At this moment, there are only twelve or three people who still win consecutive victories on the field

In addition to Ssangyong Hegemony and the three dark horses, Hu Yiba, who ranked fourth last year, Yuan Beitong who ranked fifth, Cheng Yun who ranked sixth, Huang Yuan who ranked seventh, and others.

……

On the third day, the ninth round of the knockout round began.

At this time, there are only three or forty disciples left who have not been eliminated.Some disciples whose grades were negative by two points were extremely nervous.

In the ninth round, the chances of strong encounters have been greatly increased.

"Junior Sister Jiang, don't worry! Next, the chances of Zhou Xing meeting us will be higher and higher."

Huang Yuan looked confident and assured her in front of the beauty.

"Of course I believe it."

Jiang Yun'er giggled like a flower, making several elite disciples of the outer sect fascinated.

For Yuanshi and Meiren, Hu Yiba who ranked fourth, Cheng Yun who ranked sixth, and Huang Yuan who ranked seventh were all willing to stand up for her.

"Zhou Xing, I think you can win a few games in a row."

Wang Lingyun sneered in his heart.

As a result, in the ninth round, these three strong players still did not meet Zhou Xing.

On the contrary, Cheng Yun, who was ranked sixth, met Le Feng, an outsider genius.

"Lefeng is against Cheng Yun!"

All eyes gathered on the stage.

Cheng Yun is a young man with an orange complexion, who looks a little old.

He participated in the "blocking operation" against Zhou Xing, mainly because he was more attracted to Jiang Yun'er.

Cheng Yun didn't expect that before Zhou Xing, he would meet Le Feng, a talented genius.

"Brother Cheng, let's start."

Lefeng clasped his fists and said.

He wants to enter the top five and top three, this Cheng Yun is a big resistance.

"Junior Brother Yue hasn't used his sword yet? Could it be that you think you can win with your body skills alone?"

Cheng Yun smiled lightly.

Clang!
In Le Feng's hand, a remnant sword, a precious weapon, was out of its sheath, like a cold arc across the night sky, exuding a cold and sharp breath.

Cheng Yun also took out a well-made mortal sword.

"Cutting Wind Sword!"

The famous sword in Cheng Yun's hand was like a gust of wind, with a transparent cold glow on the blade, and a piercing energy and wind around it.

The "Cut Wind Sword" he practiced is a well-known sword technique in the outer sect.

Including Zhou Xing, he has practiced this sword technique.

puff!

The sword slashed, the air was torn apart, and the wind and energy surrounded it, blocking Le Feng's way out.

Facing opponents at this level, it is difficult for Le Feng to suppress him with his physical advantage alone.

"Soul Chasing Sword!"

Le Feng's figure and the sword turned into a whole, the afterimage and the sword light intertwined, and the sword went slanted, which was extremely thrilling.

ding ding ding...

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged more than a dozen swords in a staggered space.

Everyone in the audience held their breath, it was difficult for the naked eye to see the details of the confrontation, only a blur of sword shadows and sword lights.

rub!
Suddenly, a figure quickly took a few steps back, looking a little embarrassed.

I saw Cheng Yun's face was startled, and there was a trace of blood on his cheek.

Le Feng held the sword on his back, with a smile on his face.

"Cheng Yun lost?"

"I didn't even see the details clearly, it's too fast!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

In the battle just now, they witnessed the strength of Le Feng, a talented outsider, and Cheng Yun, a veteran of the previous session.

"Number 49 wins."

The referee waved the flag and declared Le Feng the winner.

……

"Senior brother Cheng has made great progress, how could he lose so quickly?"

Huang Yuan said in surprise.

"Swordsmen confront each other, and the outcome is only a front line. What's more, Le Feng's body skills are slightly better, and what he has in his hand is still a treasured and broken sword."

Hu Yiba took it for granted.

His gaze crossed Lefeng, an opponent that could not be ignored.

Stronger body skills and stronger weapons are all advantages!
Cheng Yun's defeat was not wronged.

After this battle, Le Feng's popularity soared, and he won the admiration and love of many female disciples.Some male disciples also admired his strength and demeanor.

Except for the battle of Lefeng.

In the ninth round, there was another much-watched battle.

"Nangong Li is to Yuan Beitong!"

There was an uproar in the audience, and the attention was even better than that of Lefeng.

On the stage.

Nan Gongli held the folding fan in his hand, and looked at a strong man with an iron tower like a tiger on the opposite side.

That brawny man was fully half taller than a normal person; before the battle started, his fists were pounding like hammers, and the barbaric aura rushing towards his face made people palpitate.

"This is Yuan Beitong, the number one Hercules of the Outer Sect?"

Zhou Xing was very interested.

Yuan Beitong, No.5 in the last competition.His greatest advantage is his natural power.

His "natural power" is innate, not acquired by Zhou Xing's fusion of the mysterious heart.

Kaishan Fist!

Yuan Beitong let out a low growl, his deep inner breath vibrated in a low voice, and his fists moved out, like a millstone piercing the air, any punch could crush a bull or a tiger to death.

Pong!Pong!
During the movement of that punch, the ground trembled faintly, and the terrifying power set off a wave of air.

There was a "pop".

Nan Gongli's folding fan suddenly slapped Yuan Beitong's arm, and the latter took a few steps back while drinking violently.

Nan Gongli flitted for a moment, and withdrew half a zhang.

"The strength is really great, the inner breath is strong, and the reaction is not slow. It is worthy of being the fifth in the last session. You can fight me head-on."

Nangong Li smiled.

of course.

His behavior is a bit cheap in itself.After all, the opponent is a person who is born with supernatural power, and he is going to fight head-on.

"But let's end it."

Nan Gongli left an afterimage on the spot, and slapped Yuan Beitong with the folding fan in his hand.

This time, it was still a frontal attack.

bo meow~
Just when everyone was puzzled, Nan Gongli opened his mouth and let out a strange meowing sound.

That weird voice made people dizzy and trembling.

All the disciples in the field, including Zhou Xing, were all trembling.

"What kind of attack is this?"

Zhou Xing was horrified, what they endured was only a trace of aftermath.

"what!"

Yuan Beitong on the stage swayed suddenly, holding his head in his hands, with an irritable and painful expression on his face.

He bears the full power of that weird voice, his whole body is spinning, and there is a buzzing in his mind.

Pop!

Yuan Beitong froze for a moment, and a fan swept over him.

thump!
Yuan Beitong's burly body rolled out of the competition platform.

After he woke up, he roared loudly: "What kind of sorcery is that, how could I lose—"

Off the court, a group of disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, looking at Nan Gongli with deep awe.

"It turned out to be a spiritual mystic technique."

"As expected of the young master of the Nangong family, he has mastered mystic skills at a young age."

Some sect seniors present were well-informed and saw the mystery.

Spiritual mysticism?

Zhou Xing had a feeling that such invisible and intangible attacks posed a threat to him.

The ninth round of competition will soon end.

This round, Zhou Xing's opponent was not in the top ten, so he won easily.

"The tenth round!"

Zhou Xing was excited. In previous years, the knockout rounds usually lasted to ten rounds, which was about the same.

now.

There are only three or forty names on the formation board that are still lit.

The knockout round is coming to an end!
In the tenth round, the chance of encountering a strong opponent is higher, even if you meet Duan Xiaolong and Hu Yiba, it is normal.

The tenth round soon came to Zhou Xing.

This time, he finally met a strong opponent.

"Hahaha...Zhou Xing! I finally met your Grandpa Huang."

A fat boy with a round face laughed loudly and leaped onto the stage very proudly.

"Yellow Garden!"

When some disciples saw the fat and round boy, their expressions turned serious.

In the circle of villains, Hu Yiba and Cheng Yun showed some regret.

Could it be that a fat man like Huang Yuan can get the primeval stone and win the approval of the beauty?This picture is too unacceptable.

Huang Yuan, ranked seventh, is definitely a ruthless character in the outer sect.

Seeing him on the stage, Wang Lingyun and Jiang Yuner in the audience all showed joy: This time Zhou Xing finally encountered a problem.

"Zhou Xing, let's end your winning streak."

Wang Lingyun smiled coldly.

Up to now.

Zhou Xing has already won nine consecutive victories, and if he wins another game, he will win ten consecutive victories, and he will be able to sit firmly in the top ten.

Fortunately.

His blocking plan, at the end, stopped Zhou Xing!
"Huang Yuan meets Zhou Xing!"

"Good! This year's dark horse is against last year's seventh place. It's very interesting."

All the disciples under the stage were looking forward to it.

All the disciples didn't like the two people on the stage.One is to bully disciples rampantly in the outer sect, and the other is to arouse public outrage in the competition.

(End of this chapter)