The next day, early in the morning.

Inside the Xuan family mansion.

Tielumi was waiting in a pleasant garden pavilion, with several maids serving him.

She waited here for a short while, and the person waiting was naturally a pair of iron-handed heroes.

But unfortunately, the two of them had been instantly killed by Lu Yun. Now the corpses should have been turned into nutrients for the earth.

"Madam, the competition is about to begin!" At this moment, a maid hurriedly ran in.

"Compet, what competition?" Tielusmei looked a little surprised after hearing this.

The maid's face looked strange, but she cleared her throat and said seriously: "Of course it's the competition between the young master and that Lei Yi. Didn't you say yesterday that you asked the young master to rest for a night. Now the competition has begun to be prepared?"

"What, the competition is already being prepared?" Tie Sumei's face became even more ugly after hearing this. "So, Ao'er and that lowly apprentice have arrived?"

"Of course it's here, otherwise how could the competition start?" The maid blinked and said after hearing this.

Bang!

Tielusi slapped the maid on the face, leaving a bright red five-finger mark.

"Damn it, can't both of these two trash deal with that kid?"

A fire of ignorance arose in her heart, and she rushed out of the mansion with the maid beside her.

In the garden, only the maid who was almost fainted by a slap was left.

She covered her swollen cheeks, but still doesn't know why her wife beat her.

The one who put her pigeons was a pair of iron-handed heroes, but why was the one who got beaten?

After a while.

With the support of his maid, Tie Sumei came outside the martial arts performance venue in front of the Gilded Hall.

When she arrived, the competition was about to begin.

When she saw Lei Yi standing on the stage, her eyes became even more vicious, and she also hated the two iron-handed heroes.

She really couldn't figure it out that two eighth-level people could not do anything to one sixth-level.

And on stage.

Lei Yi looked at his opponent, the direct descendant of the Xuan family, and the half-brother of his master, Xuan Wuao, the young master of the Xuan family, and was in a nervous mood.

"If you promise someone else's things, you must do it. This is the belief in being a human being and cannot be violated!"

Looking at the other party, he recalled the scene when he agreed to Lu Yun in his heart, then retracted his mind and looked straight ahead.

"Hmph, a mere trash from the fake Dan realm is not enough to even carry my shoes to this young master. He is actually thinking about fighting with me!"

Xuan Wuao is still so arrogant and still looks down on Lei Yi.

"In the Arena of Demon Blood City, those opponents should have been arranged by you for me, right?"

Before he could fight, Lei Yi suddenly asked for no reason.

"Hmph, so what!" Xuan Wuao replied in a cold voice.

"It's nothing, just confirm it!" Lei Yi replied in a cold voice, but muttered in his heart: "In this way, I will have another reason to kill you!"

"The competition begins!" At this moment, the referee finally announced that the competition between the two had begun.

Lei Yi reacted at an extremely fast speed, and his whole body turned into a cheetah and rushed towards Xuan Wuao quickly.

His speed was so fast that he left waves of afterimages in the air, and even ordinary sixth-level warriors and immortal cultivators could not capture the trajectory of his sprint.

"So fast!" This was the first reaction of the people present.

Because someone's speed has even exceeded the limit of the physical strength of the ordinary seventh-level warrior, of course, with the blessing of the vital energy, the speed of the master warrior will be faster.

"Hmph, after all, he is a low-class person who doesn't even have magic weapons!" Xuan Wuao was still calm, and even a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He swung his right hand, and two golden lights flew out from it, shooting towards the figure sprinting towards him.

The figure was directly hit by the golden light, but after being hit, his figure was distorted and changed, and finally turned into a ball of black mist and dissipated invisible.

Just as the figure collapsed, the second figure rushed out from nearby, and it was Lei Yi.

What he used was the magical body technique in "The Heavenly Fighting Fist".

But of course, when he was still 10 meters away from Xuan Wuao, dozens of golden lights appeared in front of him again.

Under his dynamic vision capture, these golden rays revealed their original body, which turned out to be golden pointed needles ten centimeters long and as thin as a toothpick.

Xuan Wuao held a golden round stick with slender holes all around him in his hand, and his vital energy was poured into it, then he pointed to Lei Yi's position.

Hundreds of golden lights flew out around him, all under his control and flew towards Lei Yi.

Obviously, this golden wooden stick is the magic weapon that controls these pointed needles, and the sharp needle is the attack magic weapon.

"It's actually a complete set of magic weapons or a pointed needle-like puncture magic weapon!" Someone was already exclaiming from the field.

The pointed needle magic weapon is known for its fast attack speed, high attack density, small and secret body, making people unable to defend against it.

This type of magic weapon is definitely the most unpredictable existence among monks' fighting skills. It can be said to be a very practical magic weapon.

Just as the golden beam completely surrounded Lei Yi and blocked all corners of his body.

He clasped his fists with both hands, and his vital energy condensed at the fist, and the qi bullets condensed above the two fists.

Then he made an amazing move, causing the two fists to touch each other, and the air bullets in his hands collided together, and then exploded.

boom!

A wave of air exploded out, and the huge impact force directly submerged the golden needle flying around.

Then I heard a crisp "ding ding ding" sound of falling to the ground, and the dense pointed needles all over the sky fell to the ground, losing their spirituality.

But Lei Yi was not having a good time after using this move. After all, he was at the center of the explosion of two gas bombs.

His chest flashed and his skin turned red under the impact, and his internal organs were also shocked.

"Use this method to break my magic weapon!" Xuan Wuyan saw that although Lei Yi was embarrassed, she was not hit by the golden needle, and her face showed a trace of gloom.

"But so what? The gap between me and you cannot be made up by taking shortcuts!"

After saying that, he threw the golden stick in his hand to the ground, then grabbed it with one hand, and a huge golden sword was held in his hand.

The sword is nearly eight feet long, with a golden dragon pattern engraved on the blade body, and a golden dragon body engraved on the handle, and the dragon's head is located at the end of the handle.

"This is...ancient treasure golden dragon sword!" On the high platform, Su Muliu felt surprised when she saw this object.

"Oh, it's the Golden Dragon Sword that sold a total of 5,000 spiritual crystals at the Hanhai City auction, claiming to be urged and slashing everything?" After hearing this, Mao Ding, the lord of Tianmen City, looked envious.

"Yes, this thing is the golden dragon sword. Looking back at the beginning, it was the blade that I repaired for this sword!" Gongshu Jiu, who was beside him, also spoke.

As he said that, everyone's eyes looked at Lei Yi were filled with a hint of helplessness.

Who made Xuan Wuao’s background strong? Even the ancient treasures they couldn’t bear to use on weekdays, but they dared to take them out and use them casually.

Lei Yi looked at Xuan Wuao's hand and saw that it was not an ordinary golden dragon sword, with a look of helplessness.

This is an ancient treasure, and it is used to deal with me. Isn’t this bullying?

"Relying on the treasure, I want to crush me?" Lei Yi saw this and sarcastically.

"Hmph, you are just a lowly person. Being able to die under my knife is considered a blessing you have cultivated in your lifetime!"

Xuan Wuao sneered, waved his big sword and slashed it out with one knife.

Breaking—

After the big sword fell, a golden sword light slashed out vertically, turning into a light blade, killing Lei Yi.

Feeling the sharpness of the sword light, Lei Yi's face changed drastically, but it was too late to dodge.

In the face of crisis, he used his thunder foot and rubbed his sword light close to his body at the last moment, but a hole was cut on the heel of his left foot.

His steps were staggering and he almost stood firm.

"So fast!" Recalling the sharpness of the slash just now, Lei Yi was still scared.

But soon, his eyes were staring at Xuan Wuao, and after he found that the other party was about to raise his knife to attack again, the corners of his mouth finally raised slightly.

"Catch it, I won't be hit by you next!"

The second golden sword light slashed, but Lei Yi's body suddenly accelerated and he twisted the second sword at an incredible angle.

"Hmm?" Seeing this, Xuan Wuao let out a light eh.

Because he knew that the attack speed of this Golden Dragon Sword was definitely not something that a sixth-level warrior could dodge by relying on speed.

This is why he is so confident after getting the Golden Dragon Sword.

But then, after the third or even the fourth sword light was cut out, it still did not hit Lei Yi.

Even when it arrived at the fifth lane, Lei Yi could easily avoid it and maintain a sprinting posture.

Off the field, some people also saw Lei Yi's method of avoiding the sword.

"I can see that before this boy avoided, he kept staring at Xuan Wu'ao's arms and movements, and then based on Xuan Wuao's body movement trajectory when he swung the knife, he judged the position of the attack in advance!"
To be continued...