The morning competition was heroic, but in the last statistics, even with a group of experts, there were still nearly fifty people who suffered serious injuries, making it difficult to conduct subsequent competitions and other events.

Although this efficiency has improved, if it is done with this scene, it will be really not worth the effort.

The fists and feet are ruthless, and the swords are even more eyeless. If the equipment team competition in the afternoon is still following this rule, I am afraid that this time the casualties indicator will not be able to fill this big hole.

So the above rule is a five-minute quick battle, that is, both sides have to fight quickly with their opponents within a specified time of five minutes, hitting the opponent's scoring point or knocking down the opponent as the winning or losing standard. After a series of draws of lots, the first one in our small gang was Noor.

Nur's opponent is a strong man from the northeast who is 1.9 meters tall. He drew a two-meter-long sword from the instrument bar.

What is the Daguan Knife? This thing is clearly stated, it is the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in the hands of Emperor Guan. It has a long stick body and huge blade. It was originally a weapon for horse fighting, but it has a strong deterrent power with this strong man's body shape.

Noor has his own unique stick that he uses, but he cannot use it during the competition, so he picked an ordinary Shaolin monk stick.

The two entered the field and stood still. After the referee explained the rules, the gong rang. The strong man looked at Noor, who was short of his head, smiled sternly, and shouted: "Boy, you have to be careful. My sword is so powerful."

The man was actually kind-hearted, but before he could use this majestic big blade a few times, the man who was brushing the stick in front of him had already poked the tip of the stick to his ankle.

Standing round dance flowers, lifting and pressing them forward, Nuer saw his opponent knocking him down after a few moves in an extreme period of time.

In less than five minutes, five seconds is enough.

The same situation also happened to Wang Peng. A dull iron sword danced in his hands. When it fell down, his opponent's green military uniform turned into strips of cloth, which was simply unsightly.

My companions all showed an unstoppable attitude, but in the first game, I met a strong opponent.

Zhao Chengfeng.

When I heard this name, my heart twitched. I did desire a fierce battle with this opponent, but in my expectation, I should have played at least a few games. In the top ten, I didn’t expect that there would be such a confrontation as soon as I got up.

When the name came out, the battle immediately attracted everyone's attention, because both of us achieved remarkable results in the morning's bare hands competition.

At this time, I had already obtained the origin of Zhao Chengfeng from others. He was actually a disciple of Shanyang, the number one master of Longhu Mountain. It is said that he was an important chess piece that Longhu Mountain is preparing to fall into the court. Simply put, perhaps in a few decades, a generation of new people will replace old people, and he will become a top figure like Mr. Xu, the General Administration, so that we can look up to him.

And as for me, not to mention whether I can live beyond eighteen years old, even if I change my life, I am afraid I can only rely on others.

However, what is going on? No matter what you do, you have to fight to know.

Wang Peng and Nur came over to encourage me, telling me not to be afraid. There is no way to use martial arts when fighting equipment. It is only a test of the skills and tricks of the equipment, so he cannot use the Dragon and Tiger Thunder Sound.

Even so, I was still a little weak because the gap between me and him was too big. One was a true disciple from a famous sect, and the other was a rural boy, who could not be the same as before.

I chose a dull iron sword, and Zhao Chengfeng also chose a dull iron sword. The two pointed the sword forward and pointed it at each other.

The outside of the field was crowded with spectators, wanting to see who was stronger than the two who were showing off their might in the morning.

The referee next to him was reciting the rules, and the general idea was that he only relied on sword moves and could not use martial arts.

Zhao Chengfeng ignored others, but grinned at me, revealing two rows of white teeth, and said happily: "I didn't expect to meet you again, it's a coincidence!"

By chance, I really can't guess this. After all, with the criminal record of Liu Chun and Xie Yi in the morning, I really can't believe that the competition is absolutely fair. However, since I was standing face to face, I can't lose my momentum. Instead, I said calmly: "I will meet sooner or later, it doesn't matter."

Zhao Chengfeng nodded and said, "That's right. This morning, when I saw you and Ziming and the others fighting fiercely, I kept asking you for advice. I didn't expect that my wish would come true so quickly."

As we both spoke, the referee was a little dissatisfied. Before he finished speaking, he announced directly from the side: "The competition begins!"

Zhao Chengfeng stretched forward the tip of his sword and gently touched me. A slight smile appeared on his face: "Please give me more advice!" After saying this, he pulled back and made a starting move. The tip of his sword sinks, looking like defending first and then attacking.

This was a very determined attitude, which also highlighted the style of a famous child. I glanced at him, and there was no movement, but I felt relieved. I also made the starting sword gesture of Professor Yizijian, neither sad nor happy, nor moving nor shaking, and seemed like an old monk entering a meditation.

The two of them confronted each other and did not take the initiative, which made the spectators around them talk and all kinds of accusations emerged.

I was thick-skinned and it was not a big deal, but this situation made Zhao Chengfeng's face a little uneasy. The idea in his script was that I was fighting for attack. Then he downplayed it and took my attacks. Then he took me down a few powerful moves, so that he could win beautiful and cheer. However, I didn't move at all, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

This is a competition of will. After two minutes of stalemate, the referee next to him reminded in a heavy tone: "There are three minutes left. If you don't take action, you will both abstain!"

As soon as the words were finished, Zhao Chengfeng's face suddenly showed a smile: "Since that's the case, then I'm not polite."

The iron sword in Zhao Chengfeng's hand shook and stabbed towards my heart.

This angle is tricky and weird, and looks straight, but there is a faint arc in it, full of explosive power.

This sword triggered a battle. Even though I moved my steps in a staggered manner, I stretched out my sword to block it and gently stuck it to resolve the sword move. However, this time he made a false move. Then the sword turned and slashed hard towards my wrist.

If I had used three points of force before, then the sword force would have used seven points.

Ding, ding, ding, ding...

The two swords intervened, and even if they did not use the Dragon and Tiger Thunder Sound, the force in Zhao Chengfeng's hand was enough to surprise. This man showed his sword technique, walking like a dragon coming out of water, and as quiet as a cat catching a mouse. During his movement, his hands divided into yin and yang, his body hid the Eight Trigrams, stepped on the Nine Palaces, combined with his qi inside and his shape outside, and immediately revealed the prototype of a master.

No wonder he had such confidence just now.

However, after a few rounds of fight, Zhao Chengfeng's originally calm face also showed some unbelievable surprise, because as his opponent, I was not as disadvantaged as he imagined.

In fact, with a sword in my hand, I have a combination of speed and slowness, and my hardness and softness. I walk with my sword. With my body, I can combine form and intention, mind and qi, and spirit. These three combinations are one. The sword moves are combined with each other. When I dismantle them, I do not give him a feeling of pleasure. In terms of strength, when I passed the method of washing marrow and slashing the meridians, the muscles, bones, skin and flesh of my body are naturally different. Then I have been tempered by the magic skill. The two paths of the magic skill and the Taoist skill take, one tempers the body and the other communicates with external forces, so this strength is not inferior to that of his true descendants on Longhu Mountain.

As soon as the two fought, the sword edge immediately turned into countless brilliances and shining lights. The sword wind whispered, and for a moment it was impossible to tell the difference.

Some people were constantly marveling on the sidelines, and some people saw that Zhao Chengfeng's sword technique was the amazingly powerful Dragon and Tiger Sword Technique on Longhu Mountain. I heard Wang Peng talk about this sword technique before I came on the stage. This sword technique is divided into two pieces of Yin and Yang. Yin is a Taoist technique, used to pray to the sky, sacrifice to the gods on the altar, and the yang face is a way to kill people.

When Tianshidao, Longhu Mountain, entered Beijing, Zhang Tianshi used this set of swordsmanship to pull down the national masters at that time.

However, some people also saw my sword technique and called out a strange name - the Nanhai Yizi Electric Sword Technique.

The so-called electric sword is as fast as lightning.

In fact, this is just some small method given to me by Yizijian. It is not complete, but when I deal with it at this time, I don’t have much pressure.

Time flies in the swaying sword light, only one minute before the end, but neither of us takes advantage of each other. This situation makes Zhao Chengfeng's face become more and more serious, because the rules of the equipment competition are very strict, and the knockout match is a knockout match. If it is tied, both sides will be eliminated together.

I don't care. Just like Xiao Dapao's opinion, I can lose this game, because there are Wang Peng and Nuer - as long as they don't lose to Zhao Chengfeng. Although this is a single-player competition related to honor, because of friendship, I would rather regard the four of us as a team, prosper and lose together.

However, Zhao Chengfeng could not. I have seen that he was born with the Tianshidao of Longhu Mountain, which made him unable to bear any failure. His goal was not me, but first place.

The first place in the three-subject competition, the Triple Crown champion, will only be consistent with his identity if he is called.

So he was very anxious. When he arrived at the back, the dull iron sword was almost blown into the wind, which also gave me the most terrifying pressure, but I finally withstood.

Zhao Chengfeng was like a mad dog. When the referee was about to announce the end, he flew into the air, raised the iron sword in his hand to the sky, and shouted loudly: "Wu Gou, Frost Xueming!"

A sudden lightning came suddenly.
Chapter completed!