C11 Ancient martial arts xuan feng
The Challenge Tournament had officially begun, and each arena was surrounded by many people. Qiao Nan held onto a badge in his hand, with seven written on it. This meant that he would have to fight in Ring Seven.
When Qiao Nan went to retrieve the order badge, the people of the Luo Family smiled weirdly. They did not expect the grand marquis to also participate in the competition, it just so happened to be an opportunity to get rid of him.
Qiao Nan absolutely didn't expect that the number seven stage was only for Zheng, Ma, and Xiao; the three geniuses would only have one stage.
This was also arranged by the Luo family. Originally, they wanted to let the geniuses of the three families fight each other so that they could successfully advance.
He did not expect to see Qiao Nan here. Qiao Nan's order badge should have been six, but it had been changed to seven.
Luo Zheng was all smiles as he looked at the other three families. When he heard the report from the Luo Family elders, he was extremely happy as he waited to see the scene of Qiao Nan being injured or killed by the other three families.
At that time, the expressions of the other three Patriarchs would definitely be very interesting.
Luo Zheng was excited at the thought.
"This old man wishes to emphasize that only a hundred consecutive victories can qualify one to continue participating in the competition. Although the martial arts competition had stopped there, but the fists and feet had no eyes, so it was hard to avoid some injuries. He had to bear the consequences. Everyone only has two chances to participate, and this is the start of the tournament. "Luo Zheng stood on the stage and announced solemnly.
The Luo family had sent out 10 elders to stand in each of the ten arenas as judges.
The match had just begun when someone took the lead and jumped onto the stage.
With this sort of rules, being the first to fight would have an advantage. What if the number of players to fight to the end was less than a hundred? Of course, this type of competition had its own drawbacks.
It was just the beginning, but there were already many people who had won twenty or thirty times in a row.
Many of them were members of their clans, and they had intentionally sent out numbers to help them level up.
"Zheng Xuanfeng wins." On the seventh arena, Zheng Xuanfeng of the Zheng Family had won fifty-four times in a row, and more than half of his hundred victories were won.
The other three families tacitly refused to fight, allowing the Zheng Family to take the lead.
"Zheng Xuanfeng is only at the eighth level of Qi Sea. To be able to win fifty-four times in a row is already not a simple feat." Qiao Nan quietly stayed down below, for the time being, he did not have any intentions of making a move.
"Who else wants to challenge Zheng Xuanfeng?" The Luo Family elder stood on the stage, his gaze sweeping across Qiao Nan and paused for a moment.
He was because Qiao Nan was able to challenge Zheng Xuanfeng. Regardless of who won or lost, it was always a good thing for the Luo Family.
But Qiao Nan did not care about his gaze, Qiao Nan's eyes wandered around, looking at the stage, then the stage.
"Allow me." A burly man, bare-chested, with bronze-colored skin and a body covered in lumps of flesh.
"Zheng Xuanfeng will battle in fifty-five battles against an ancient martial artist. We shall begin now." As the referee's voice faded, Gu Wu was the first to attack with his long blade. He jumped up on the spot and a blade fell from the sky, the blade's cold aura was intimidating.
Zheng Xuanfeng slipped and retreated a few steps. With a loud bang, the saber landed on the arena as it sent the azure stone slabs flying.
Zheng Xuanfeng took the opportunity to strike Gu Wu's head with his palm. Gu Wu's reaction was very fast, and with one hand on his blade, the blade came slanting up from the ground. Zheng Xuanfeng's palm landed on the blade, and a wave of force surged out, causing it to vibrate with a "weng" sound.
The ancient martial arts technique unceasingly retreated to dissolve this force. After retreating a dozen steps, it stopped.
"Ah!" Gu Wu growled. He held the saber in both hands and waved it in all directions. Streams of saber light burst out from the saber.
The blade qi was terrifying, it sliced open the blue stones on the ground and sent them flying. Even Luo Clan's elders couldn't use their power to dissolve the sword qi that had spilled out of the arena.
Zheng Xuanfeng looked at this terrifying saber energy without the slightest hint of fear as his eyes burned like torches. A set of palm techniques was sent out along with the wind. His body moved with the wind, his palms moving with his body.
The Swimming Paw Art had completely covered the surroundings. One after another, blade Qi was blocked by the palm shadows.
Everyone started to cheer, and even Qiao Nan started to enjoy it. Although the Qi Hai realm was not even close to Qiao Nan's level, the fact that he was at the Qi Hai realm was already quite impressive.
"Although the ancient martial arts are strong, they are still unable to do anything to Zheng Xuanfeng. It seems like the outcome of this battle is already decided." Watching the two of them fight, the people below the stage couldn't help but sigh.
"Mysterious Sky Slash!" Gu Wu suddenly shouted. All the Daoqi suddenly condensed together, and a terrifying Daoqi more than ten feet long appeared in the air.
The blade aura was so sharp that no one dared to look at it directly. Even though they were standing below the stage, they could clearly feel its pressure.
"What a terrifying saber Qi. I feel like I'm not even breathing very well." The people below the arena cried out in alarm. The applause never stopped.
Everyone's gaze fell on that spot. If he wanted to compare himself to the other arenas and intentionally giving him his head, then this place would undoubtedly be more exciting.
Zheng Xuanfeng, who was under the effect of saber energy, had a grave expression on his face. His clothes fluttered and he could barely keep his eyes open.
The Swimming Paw was even colder than before, almost forming a vacuum around him.
"Slash!" The ancient tiger and its mother widened their eyes as a three meter long blade energy hacked down.
'Bang! 'a terrifying explosion was heard. The saber energy struck Zheng Xuanfeng's palm strike, causing the palm shadows that filled the sky to suddenly explode. Smoke and dust filled the air, and bluestones flew everywhere like secret weapons, causing those below the arena to have no choice but to defend.
"Pu!" A figure flew out from the explosion with blood dripping from his mouth. He could no longer hold on to the blade in his hand, and with a "peng" sound, he landed on the ground. Gu Wu's entire body was like a kite with its string cut, falling to the ground with a "putong" sound and creating a human-shaped hole.
As the dust on the stage dispersed, Zheng Xuanfeng was seen half-kneeling on the ground, a hand covering his chest.
"Zheng Xuanfeng won fifty-five matches." Ancient martial arts flew out of the arena. Naturally, he lost, but Zheng Xuanfeng's current situation wasn't too optimistic either.
With such heavy injuries, how could he continue battling?
The Luo Clan's Elder smiled sinisterly, "Who else wants to challenge Zheng Xuanfeng?" He wasn't giving Zheng Xuanfeng the chance to catch his breath.
"Luo Family Head, such a good move." Zheng Ke Yuan looked angrily at Luo Zheng. This was the home of the Luo Family. The Luo Family's elder had intentionally eliminated Zheng Xuanfeng.
"Patriarch Zheng is being too polite. I'm just trying my best to be a host." Luo Zheng was noncommittal. Zheng Ke was so angry that he crushed the teacup in his hand.
He didn't care about the rage of the Zheng Family's Patriarch at all. Could it be that there was still room for reconciliation among the several great families?
"Is it appropriate to go up now?" The people below the arena wanted to go up and take advantage of the situation, but they were afraid that their backs would be exposed.
Although there were no rules to the competition, there were still some morals to be had. The referee urged again and again before someone finally entered the arena.
The man on the stage and Zheng Xuanfeng looked at each other, not showing any intention of making a move from beginning to end.
"Why aren't you attacking?" The Luo Family's elder loudly asked.
"Because I'm a member of the Zheng Family." The man smiled. He actually sat on the spot and waited for Zheng Xuanfeng to rest.
"Patriarch Zheng, it really is you." Luo Zheng's expression did not look good. He did not expect the Zheng Family to play such a trick.
"Thank you for the Luo Family Head's praise." Zheng Kaiyuan said with a smile on his face.
Hmph, to think that you would be so arrogant. Will there be such a good thing in the future?
Luo Zheng snorted in his heart and quietly gave a meaningful glance to his subordinates. Immediately, everyone understood what he meant …