The next afternoon, the outer gate martial arts training ground No. 1 ring.

Before the time came, the ring was full of spectators. The Baicao Sect’s outer sect recruited 300 people every year. In addition to the old students in previous years, the total number of outer sect disciples was about 1,3400. Except for those who practiced in seclusion and went out to do the task, almost all of them came.

There are usually not so many people in ordinary martial arts competitions, but this time it is different. It is a competition between the new disciples and the strongest group of old students. Others can't help but have to see, why does this kid named Panda have such courage?

"What are the outer disciples doing to be 'going successful, the four heroes of the hundred grasses'? Aren't you afraid of silence and angering the inner disciples and true disciples?"

"You are a new starter, and I don't know how powerful Brother Su is. Although Brother Su is just an outer disciple, he has profound skills and is better than the inner disciple. He is not inferior to the true teachings. Of course, he is not afraid of those three new starters. However, they are really overestimating their own abilities."

"Especially that Panda even messed with Senior Brother Yu. If it weren't for the large number of Senior Brother Yu, he would have slapped him to death with just one palm. And the six senior brothers from the B-Jing this time were to teach Panda a lesson."

"Hmph, what's wrong with Yu Renchang? I saw with my own eyes that Panda was sent by Pu Chong from the Divine Sword Sect. Compared with Pu Chong, Yu Renchang is nothing."

"A bastard, you dare to be disrespectful to Senior Brother Yu. If you have any worries, don't leave. We will apply for a competition immediately after they finish fighting."

"Hmph, you are a villain who is servile and flattering, are you afraid that you won't be able to do it?"

"Stop quarrel, Deacon Wang is here."

"Ah, Elder Zhang is here in person!"

"Elder Lu is here, he is not an outer sect elder, so why do you have time to watch the outer disciples' competition? It's not that I am underestimating myself, the martial arts of our outer disciples are really not worth mentioning in the eyes of the elders."

"What do you know? Elder Lu is an elder of a foreign affairs, responsible for the diplomatic affairs of our sect. Panda was provoking Senior Brother Yu, which was clearly an attempt to destroy the relationship between our sect and Qingcheng. Of course, Elder Lu must take a look. Senior Brother Yu has Master Yu outside and Elder Lu inside, with a strong background and wide connections, and is worth following. Hey, why did Elder Xu from Danfang come too?"

"Hmph, what do you know? Senior Brother Su has already won the favor of Elder Xu. It must have been invited by Senior Brother Su. This sect attaches the most importance to elixirs. Elders in the Danfang have a higher status than other elders, so it is more promising to follow Senior Brother Su."

"Party A and Party B are all here. Look, that's Panda."

"Tsk, he looks more handsome than me, he must be an embroidered pillow."

On the rostrum, the elder of the outer gate, Zhang Gongming, the elder of the Danfang, Xu Shoujing, and the elder of the outer gate, Lu Zhiyuan, had some polite conspiracy and sat down.

Wang Yicheng bowed to the three elders, then used his light skills, leaped over the ring, and said loudly: "Shen Shi has arrived, Party A Panda comes on the field."

On the left side of the ring, Su Fei, Niuhuang, Andeng and Panda stood together.

"You must be fine if you defeat one person, Junior Brother Pan, but if you want to fight a few more, you must pay attention to saving your internal strength." Su Fei reminded that if Pan Da is defeated, the title of "Far Achievement, Four Hermitages" will become a joke.

"Junior Brother Pan, be careful." Niu Huang looked concerned and clenched his fists, as if he was on stage, and he was extremely nervous.

"Junior brother is mighty! Junior brother will win!" An Teng shouted and jumped around.

Panda smiled and walked calmly onto the stairs of the ring. The No. 1 ring was the largest ring in the outer gate competition field, extremely wide.

Wang Yicheng asked with a smile: "Panda, which one do you choose Party B?"

Panda didn't even look at the six people on the right side of the ring. He pressed the handle of the knife with his hand and said calmly: "Whatever."

The audience was in an uproar.

Someone angrily scolded: "So crazy!"

Some people fell in love with it: "Cool."

The six people on the B Party were furious, and five people shouted: "I'll do it." The other person flew out in a quiet voice and fell on the ring, which immediately aroused the cheers of supporters:

"Senior Brother Zhao is so light-hearted!"

"Panda walked up, and Senior Brother Zhao flew up. The contrast is clear, and the judgment is right."

Zhao Hu was full of arrogant face. He had no weapons. He practiced tiger fists. His fists were creaking and he shouted, "Boy, I'll teach you a lesson."

Wang Yicheng immediately rebuked: "Zhao Hu, you must not be called a boy. You are the same brothers and brothers, and you want your brothers to be kind and respectful."

Zhao Hu thrust his face and nodded, "The deacon has taught him the right lesson. Junior Brother Pan, please."

Wang Yicheng glanced at Panda and waved his hand: "The competition began." He quickly retreated.

Zhao Hu immediately launched an attack. Although he was a senior brother, he should have let his junior brother take the lead, but he was bare-handed and Panda had a knife, so no one would say that Zhao Hu was wrong.

When he moved, the first thing he moved was not his hands and feet, but his loud roar. The tiger roared in the mountains and forests, deafening. Most of the outer disciples who had not yet practiced their internal skills changed their expressions and quickly covered their ears.

After roaring, Zhao Hu came out of the forest like a fierce tiger. His light skills and footwork were combined, and he rushed straight to Panda. He used a black tiger to draw his heart and hit Panda's heart.

Some outer disciples who also practice tiger fist were excited to see it. It turned out that tiger fist should be hit like this, using tiger roar to gather momentum, then turn the momentum into strength, and then hit it out in one go.

If this punch is solid, it will definitely knock Panda away.

Just as they thought this way, they suddenly flashed in front of their eyes, accompanied by the tremolo of being unsheathed, and the dazzling sword light suddenly exploded, and the silver light shone in the sunlight, so dazzling that it was so dazzling that it was impossible to open its eyes. Then, they heard a scream.

Only the audience on the side could see clearly that the knife light was unsheathed and Zhao Hu was slashed horizontally. Zhao Hu had no time to react and was cut by the knife light. Starting from the back of his hand, he followed his arm to his shoulder, cut off a whole layer of flesh, and finally cut into Zhao Hu's right shoulder, broke out, fell down, and then cut a long blood mark on Zhao Hu's chest.

After three years of entry, Zhao Hu and Zhao, who have achieved the standard skills and mastered boxing skills, failed in one move and were seriously injured!

The audience was in an uproar again, and thousands of outer disciples were shocked.

On the rostrum, Elder Lu frowned slightly: "How can he be so cruel when competing with his fellow disciples?"

Zhao Hu could see the white bones on his entire right arm. Even if Baicaomen has a muscle-rejuvenation cream for this injury, this arm will need to be cultivated for at least half a year.

Elder Xu also frowned a little, but said: "Zhao Hu rushed too fast, Panda didn't have time to put away his knife."

On the ring, Wang Yicheng called four disciples and ordered them to carry Zhao Hu to treat immediately. Then he looked at Pan Da, and a complicated look flashed on his face.

This kid is not easy to deal with.

Wang Yicheng criticized: "Pan Da, the fellow disciples should pay attention to their proper attitude."

Pan Da bowed and said, "Report to the deacon, Senior Brother Zhao's martial arts skills are too high, I can't stop."

Wang Yicheng gritted his teeth, changed into a smile, and announced: "Pan Da won this competition." He immediately asked, "Pan Da, can he fight again?"

Panda didn't say it casually this time. He waved the knife in his hand, slapped the blood, pointed directly to the right side of the ring, and named it: "Gao Long."

Gao Long snorted, kicked his feet and flew over the ring.

The tiger fist that Zhao Hu learned, Gao Long was not the dragon fist. With a clang, he pulled out the long sword from his waist and sneered: "You are not very capable of defeating Zhao Hu with the bare hands by relying on the advantages of a steel knife. I also have a hundred-degree fine steel in my hand, so I will let you see my Qinglong sword technique."

The many outer disciples in the audience recovered from the shock of the first battle and nodded.

"It is indeed impossible to win with a steel knife against bare hands. Now, the fair competition is for the refined steel vs. the refined steel."

"Senior Brother Gao's Qinglong Sword Technique has reached the level of Great Perfection. He is a genius in swordsmanship. Panda has definitely chosen the wrong choice to challenge Senior Brother Gao."

On the ring, Wang Yicheng announced the start of the competition again and flew back.

Like Zhao Hu, Gao Long launched the attack first. If he was in the first battle, he would definitely be criticized for being useless. However, after seeing the first battle, everyone had subconsciously overturned the concept that "the senior brother must let the junior brother take action first."

The sword light is like a dragon, and the flying dragon is in the sky.

Gao Long's light skills combined with sword skills, jumped above Panda in the air and stabbed him with a sharp sword. His Qinglong sword technique has indeed reached the great perfection level. His sword moves contain thirty-six changes. No matter which direction Panda hides in, he can adapt to the situation.

Panda was calm and used the seventh style of the bloody battle, to climb the city first. This is the move of the army climbing the cloud ladder to attack the city, and it is against the enemy above.

The Ten Blood Battle Styles are hard-core styles, without those complicated changes, simple and crude, and use strength to break the cleverness.

clang.

The steel knife broke through the sharp sword and continued to lift up. Gao Long had no time to unfold a change and was about to be stabbed by the knife. However, he is worthy of being a master of the outer sect and is calm in the face of danger. The true qi of the Dantian reversed in his body, and his body, which was originally falling, rose rapidly.

If Panda was still on Earth in his previous life, he would have shouted that it was unscientific when he saw this scene. However, this is the world of martial arts, which is beyond the scope of science. Panda was not surprised. He shook his wrist and shot the steel knife.

puff.

Gao Long's abdomen was pierced and could no longer fly, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

"Junior brother is mighty! Junior brother will win! Come on, Senior Brother Su, Senior Brother Niu, shout with me."

Andeng's cry suddenly became particularly clear. It turned out that thousands of other outer disciples were completely silent.

The fist is inferior to the steel knife, and there is still an excuse to explain, but this time, Gao Long, who is famous for his swordsmanship, is irresistible, which really leaves them speechless.

Among the 300 new disciples, except for Niuhuang, Andeng, and Yu Renchang, and some who clearly defected to Yu Renchang, the other new disciples suddenly reacted: "Why should we stand on the side of Lao Sheng? Panda is a new student like us, and we should support him."

Before, I thought Panda was arrogant, so I subconsciously opposed Panda, but even if he won two consecutive games, Panda had the qualifications to be arrogant.

The winner was uncondemned, and the new disciple immediately changed his attitude.

"Junior Brother Pan is mighty!"

"Senior Brother Pan will win!"

Among the crowd, Yu Renchang couldn't help but scolded: "Two wastes!"

On the ring, Wang Yicheng checked Gao Long's wounds, and his face changed suddenly. The position where the steel knife pierced was Dantian!

Before he could scold him, Panda had already come over, reached out to draw his sword, and he was bleeding, saying, "Deacon Wang, I didn't violate the limit, right? This is not a fatal key."

Wang Yicheng's face turned dark. Yes, this injury is not fatal, but it is very likely that the dantian will break and it will be difficult to practice internal skills.

But if you don’t violate it, you don’t violate it. Even if you make trouble with the elders of the precepts, you still don’t violate it.

Dantian is a vital one, but not fatal.

Who asked him to only limit the ability to attack the critical points when approving the competition application, rather than the critical points?

Who made him want Panda to be injured in the vital area and seriously injured?
Chapter completed!