The dust blew up the vision of many people present.

The surroundings were watching the battle, and they couldn't wait.

But the movements have stopped on the ring.

The powerful Taoist airflow also disappeared.

What does this mean? It means that the winner has been decided.

It's just that the dust is too heavy, so it's impossible to look directly at the naked eye.

As a result, everyone below began to talk.

"How is it?"

"Who won this damn dust!"

"It goes without saying that it must be Ouyang Fei.

You must know that the Five Thunder Curse is the best in the world.”

"I feel that Ouyang Fei is also, his brother is recognized as the strongest in the last term."

"But why do I feel that Ouyang Fei is a little hungry!"

“…”

Many people were nervous when they saw it and wanted to know this result as soon as possible.

Not only that, even the many seniors and celebrities on the high platform squinted their eyes unconsciously.

As the leaders of the World Alliance and the bosses of all forces.

I also want to see this foreign Siamese younger generation.

Compared with our young masters in the Central Plains, who is more powerful?

Especially Ouyang Zuxi, the owner of Green Willow Village.

I was extremely concerned about this result, after all, that was his second son.

But on the other hand, the Siam Ayi Master looked calm and even had a smile on his face.

When I saw this, I subconsciously asked Lao Feng:

"Old Feng, who do you think will win!"

But Lao Feng shook his head:

"It's hard to say, I haven't met a Siamese master."

I nodded and didn't continue to ask.

Just stared at the field with wide eyes.

As the dust gradually dissipated, the figures in the field were exposed little by little.

But when the figure was clear, everyone present's pupils unconsciously magnified a little.

Because we found that the figure standing in the field turned out to be the young Siamese master, Basong.

In front of Basong, Ouyang Fei was half kneeling.

And at this moment, Ouyang Fei was beaten to cough up blood.

He couldn't stand up at all for a moment, but this Basong was like a person who was fine.

From this we can see that although the cultivation level of the two of them is the same.

But the combat power of Basong is much higher.

The spectators around him were furious when they saw that Basong had won.

"Damn, Ouyang Fei actually lost!"

"Oh my god! This guy actually broke the Five Thunder Curse."

"How did he make it bigger? And it seems that he is just like nothing!"

"It's embarrassing! The second young master of Luliu Village actually lost to the Nanyang Monkey."

"Ouyang Fei, get out!"

"Useless guy, go back to your Putuo Mountain to eat shit..."

“…”

The scene was a bit intense, Ouyang Fei's failure.

Instead of receiving any sympathy, he was criticized and insulted by everyone.

As the owner of Green Willow Village, Ouyang Zuxi also felt a little worried about it.

But because of so many colleagues around, they could only pinch the corners of the chair.

Ouyang Fei coughed twice before he stood up.

He knew that he had a gap with this Siamese master, so he stepped down in shame as soon as he clasped his fists.

As soon as Ouyang Fei stepped down, a referee from Qingchengshan shouted loudly:

"The winner is Basong from the Siam Tantra."

The voice was loud and loud, but the audience rarely cheered.

They all rolled their eyes and secretly cursed Ouyang Fei for being incompetent.

If he compares him with him, he is completely a "scum".

However, Basong looked proud and punched several times on the ring and kicked his legs a few times to show how powerful he was.

I was still saying something "whine" in my mouth, but I didn't understand it anyway.

However, after Ouyang Fei was defeated, no one on the ring went up to challenge him for a while.

Seeing that no one was going to challenge, the spectators looked around and looked around.

He also shouted to those Taoist sects:

"What are the eight major factions doing?"

"Where are the five major sects eating shit? Why don't you send disciples up?"

"What are you doing? Are there three major families?"

"Why haven't the descendants of the Second Major Sect come up yet?"

“…”

The cultivation level of wandering Taoist practices is generally the lowest, but the number of people is the largest.

These are the people who complain about this at this time.

My eyes swept across the major sects.

I found that there were disciples from major sects who were eager to try, but they seemed to be stopped by the elders of each family.

Among them is Guo Chenfei from Qingcheng Sect. Although he lost to me in Shangcang Temple.

But my strength is extremely strong. I don’t need the Burning Heaven Mastery and I have no confidence in winning.

Now that a year and a half have passed, his strength should be stronger.

It has been a minute or two, but there is still no one going up and down, and the discussion is even more fierce.

According to the rules, if no one challenges within three minutes, the opponent will automatically win.

Seeing this, I found that the old wind beside me was moving his fingers, looking eager to try.

Seeing this, I asked:

"Old Feng, do you want to get in?"

The old wind smiled coldly:

"I want to see how powerful this Siamese master is!

And I am very interested in the purple gold treasure mirror and the Hundred Flowers Liquid.”

As he said that, Lao Feng really wanted to get up and prepare to go on stage to practice with this Siamese master.

But who knew that at this moment, Guo Chenfei, a senior disciple of Qingcheng Sect, ignored the elders' obstruction.

Holding an iron sword in hand, he rushed out of the Qingcheng Sect, jumped up, and stepped onto the ring on the spot.

Guo Chenfei is a senior disciple of the Qingcheng Sect and is extremely powerful.

Among the younger generation in the world, there is also some reputation.

At this moment, Guo Chen flew on the roar and watched the battle around him, becoming enthusiastic again.

"That's Guo Chenfei."

"That's right, it's Guo Chenfei."
To be continued...