A pair of contestants in the air showed their might. The moment Qiu Yu retreated, he also launched a pursuit. His left fist suddenly burst out and used the tricks from the Futu Fist. More than a dozen ghost heads roared out, and his dark and faint disheveled hair flew over, forming an extremely terrifying scene.

Many onlookers stared at each other and watched. Although Xiudi was not very injured, he quickly swung his Zanpakura to fight back. More than ten arc-shaped lights rushed forward, intercepting the ghost head in time, making a bang sound. But what was unexpected to him and even everyone was a sword light flying at a lightning speed, directly cutting off his legs, and blood splashed.

"Ah..." A faint scream came out. Xiu Di's body, two broken legs and weapons fell from the air. He fell heavily on the martial arts field. He smashed the bluestone floor below and made a tear mark, making a bang. He lay half of his body and was dying, but he was not dead yet.

Everyone looked at the scene in shock, their faces full of surprise. Suddenly, an old man in a cloak flew out of the crowd, and flew into the scene like a black eagle. As the sleeves flew, a powerful spiritual power rolled up Xiudi, covered in blood, and two broken legs, and was about to fly away from here.

Unknown figures entered the martial arts field, how amazing was that? More than ten major masters hidden around them suddenly flew up, as if they were discovering a group of eagles in the sky, and their gorgeous edges crisscrossed, covering the old man like a giant net, making him resist in a hurry. A black scimitar drilled out of the ring and automatically rotated rapidly around. The blade light formed a super powerful defense system, and the black fog filled it, making him feel as if he was in a silkworm cocoon.

The sharp edge suddenly fell on the fog, and only the sound of the earth shaking was heard. "Boom," even if the defense system was solid, it could not withstand the joint attacks of more than a dozen strong men in the Rongpo Realm. The blown away was shattered and the smoke disappeared. Then, the bluestone under the old man had broken into a pit. He was trapped in it, but he was always holding Xiu Di's remaining body, and his short legs had already been put into the ring.

The military imperial examination is a major national event, and of course there is no need to be careless. In addition to the tens of thousands of imperial guards outside, there are many officers and soldiers on the field. The most powerful one is the masters hidden around him. They come from the National Protection Bureau, and their master's mind is a super strong man in the virtual realm, and he only obeys the orders of the King of Yan.

There are nearly 100 people in the country guarding the country, all of which are above the level of Rongpo. As for the old-generation figures in it, according to legend, they can reach the state of concentration and bear the importance of protecting the country and the country. They are also extremely mysterious and almost in the legend.

The old man who flew into the field now had a very high cultivation level, which alarmed the masters from the National Protection Bureau. A group of strong men suddenly appeared and made them unable to leave, and then fell around and stared at them.

The strong man in the lead said solemnly: "Bold, you dare to trespass into the martial arts imperial examination venue. What crime should you do? Why don't you kneel down quickly?"

Everyone's eyes gathered on the old man, wondering who this person was and why it had something to do with Xiu Di, so that Qiu Yu, on the other hand, ignored it. However, he saw that the old man had extraordinary momentum and was obviously not an ordinary person. His eyes were cold like an eagle falcon, and he raised his head and said in a deep voice in the direction of the high platform: "Prince, I'm busy saving my disciples, so please give me your hand."

It turned out to be Xiu Di's master. Since the disciples are all powerful people in the merging realm, you can imagine how high the old man's cultivation level should be. Everyone suddenly realized and looked at King Yun on the high platform.

Ji Wuji's face was as gloomy as water, and anger flashed in his eyes. He was extremely dissatisfied with Xiu Di. He bragged so hard before. He was so arrogant that he could win the top martial arts scholar. It was not a big deal to destroy Qiu Yu. He even asked him to betroth his daughter. As a result, he was cut off his legs and became disabled. It was really annoying.

Even so, Ji Wuji was scheming after all, and felt that Master Fengyun was still valuable. Besides, Qiu Yu had destroyed his disciples. Can this account be settled? As the saying goes, if you keep the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, it would be better to open the net. Based on this idea, he suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "I know this old man, I am Xiu Di's master. I believe he made a mistake by witnessing his disciple's tragic situation with his own eyes. If you don't want to do this, let it go for my sake."

Yun's throne is powerful and his words are quite important. Besides, the old man only saved people and did not cause any crime. A group of masters in the inner circle nodded and said, "Since that's the case, let him go."

The strong men dispersed. Master Fengyun jumped up with his incomplete disciple and flew away directly, which surprised everyone. Qiu Yu even made a plan in his mind. His cultivation level was so high that it was actually a realm of virtualization. If he wanted to take revenge on me in the future, it would be troublesome.

But the disaster has already happened, and thinking too much is useless, Qiu Yu no longer cared about it, and only heard the judge loudly announced the trail: "Qiu Yu won this final, and he is also the most powerful martial arts top scorer."

As soon as these words were spoken, the martial arts venue was filled with joy. Even Princess Yanshan stood up excitedly, her charming face was filled with relief, and she felt that her adopted son had really failed his expectations.

Du Min was even more tearful. Although she had not known her for a long time, she felt like a close friend. To be more precise, she had become the idols in the minds of her and her friends. They were unswervingly supporting each other. Now that they finally watched Qiu Yu reach the peak, it was really exciting.

Ji Xue in the crowd stared at her, full of bitterness and helplessness, and there was a hint of resentment in her bright eyes. You are so outstanding but you don’t want me. Where can I find a young talent who is better than you?

Prime Minister Lang Haohan looked happy and felt that he had the foresight and had chosen the right person. On the contrary, King Yun, Ji Wuji, looked at him with a sinister look and thought hatefully, "You don't have to be proud of yourself now, wait for me." One day, I will let you be crushed to pieces."

The next one was the award ceremony, and all the contestants entered the venue. Of course, those who did not attend due to serious injuries did not come. A group of contestants who did not enter the top 100 received the bronze elite medals awarded by the examiners, meaning that they were all elites of the Great Yan Kingdom.

In addition, the top 100 players won the Silver Brave Medal and Prize, and were an outstanding member of the brave and good fight. The top 10 players won the Gold Brave Medal, which is the future pillar of the country.

As for the top three, they were the martial arts champion Qiu Yu, who won a dragon-shaped gold cup, which was very grand, with eight characters engraved on it, "Young talent, no one can defeat!" and wore a big cross-shaped red flower, which made it look like a groom, a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!