C33 Championships 1

"Look, this time, the biggest dark horse has appeared. I didn't expect the Zheng Family Head's two sons to be so much stronger than the other. Zheng Xiaoyuan's physique is actually that of a Demonic Bear!"

"The Demonic Bear's physique is a special kind of physique, and it is a general charging into battle on the battlefield. It's a pity that Zheng Xiaoyuan was always in a remote place like the Qi Yun Alliance and was buried." A warrior beside Zhao Long sighed. He was also one of the four experts from the Purple Sword Sect.

Seeing that Gu Juntian had retreated to the side of the stage and was about to lose, Zheng Xiao Yuan revealed a smile of victory, but he realized that Gu Juntian was looking at him and smiling.

Just as he was about to retreat, Gu Juntian's fist technique changed. He extended and contracted, and then, fiercely rushed forward.

Boom! * The huge force directly struck Zheng Xiao Yuan up into the air, and with a bang, he fell to the ground. Zheng Xiao Yuan painfully held onto his arm, and actually fractured it.

"Gu Juntian wins!" Following the judge's announcement, an earth-shattering cheer came from within the Luo nationality.

"Real combat is the best way for a martial artist to grow. They have finally broken through to the Martial Master realm." Gu Juntian sighed as he walked to the location of the Luo nationality.

Warriors from various families looked at Luo nationality with envy. If there were no surprises, they would have already locked onto the champion of the Martial Master Ranking. The stunning performance of these two had really made Luo nationality quite proud.

After the birth of the top eight Martial Masters, the format was clear. Other than Gu Juntian's sudden emergence, the other people's advancement was within their expectations.

After the three Great Martial Grand Masters were born, there would be a battle between the four Martial Masters.

Qi Hongren announced the format of the fight for the top three Martial Grand Masters:

Zhao Hu against Wang Junjie

Qi Meiyun versus Wang Xueru

Tie San Tong versus Zheng Xiong

The clans of these six people were all the top ten powerful clans in the alliance. However, compared to the past, the most outstanding clan this time was the Wang Clan.

Previously, only the Qi and Zhao clansmen had such strength, but in the following battles, the Wang siblings were defeated one after the other.

Wang Junjie was defeated by Zhao Hu. Originally, Wang Junjie's strength was still above Zhao Hu's. But because of Zhao Long's arrival, Zhao Hu gained a Strength Enhancement Pill and a top-notch elite soldier. The disparity was too great, and after spending nearly fifty moves, he was barely defeated, which surprised everyone.

At the same time, Wang Xueruo was also defeated by Qi Meiyun. The match between these two had filled the crowd with cheers.

Of the two beauties, one was hot and passionate while the other was gentle and quiet. Their strengths were similar, and their moves were graceful and elegant. Rather than calling it a martial arts competition, it was more accurate to say that they were performing.

Of course, only they themselves knew of the inherent dangers, and Zhao Long and the rest were also enjoying the show. As for whether they were going to watch the competition or not, only they themselves knew.

Su Jingfeng even stroked his beard as he said, "These two have decent natural talent, Young Master can consider taking them in as maids."

After all, Zheng Xiong was too strong, and the majority of the warriors would give up, and directly admit defeat. He hadn't thought that Tie Santong wouldn't immediately admit defeat when he walked onto the stage.

Zheng Xiong said: "Tie San, do you want to compete?"

"Of course!" "I know I'm not a match for you, but I still want to try. My heart of martial arts does not allow me to descend from the heavens." If you want to become the champion, the only way is to defeat me. I also want to see how big the gap is between us. "

"Very good! "Brother Tie has guts. I will take a man like you as my disciple. I will bring out my strongest power to defeat you."

Zheng Xiong's expression became solemn: "Come! Brother Tie, let me see your strength. "

Tie Santong didn't hold back as he unleashed the Bone Crusher Fist. Amidst the crowd's heated discussion, a loud boom resounded! Boom! * Boom! * An explosion. Unexpectedly, Zheng Xiong was forced two steps back, his face changed. Tie SanTong was so powerful, he had practiced the Bone Crusher Fist to the peak of perfection, and had hidden his strength just now.

Zheng Xiong's aura soared, as he raised his hammer-like fist and smashed it fiercely towards his opponent. The technique was not exquisite, but the power was too strong.

Iron Mountain Tong's attack didn't have much effect on Zheng Xiong at all. On the contrary, Zheng Xiong's fist felt as heavy as a mountain, and it was difficult to withstand it. In the end, he was smashed off the stage by Zheng Xiong's fist.

Looking at this scene, all the warriors around were stunned, could this Zheng Xiong still be considered a Martial Grand Master? This was a battle between two martial general level experts.

Below the stage, Tie Santong was also dumbfounded. Honestly speaking, he knew he would lose, but he hadn't thought it would be so tragic.

Zheng Xiong had perfectly demonstrated the importance of strength to martial practitioners in the simplest, most crude way possible.

A general expert on the left of the Purple Sword Sect couldn't help but exclaim: "If this Zheng Xiong were to be discovered by the Third Elder, he will definitely be treated as a treasure and accepted as a disciple."

Zhao Long also nodded his head, and said to the guards inside the door: "After the competition is over, go and invite the Zheng brothers over. Let me have a chat with him."

It seemed that Zheng Xiong would be the champion of this Martial Grand Master competition and would be accepted as a disciple of the Purple Sword Sect. However, Zheng Sihai was overjoyed, and quite a few clan leaders beside him began to congratulate him.

"Congratulations Patriarch Zheng, this time you've nurtured an amazing genius for the sake of the Alliance. My son, Xiao San, has grown up playing with him. In the future, when he enters the Purple Sword Sect, he will have to help us!" Those who were able to become clan leaders were not stupid. They had already mastered the art of being able to see the wind and use the wind to its full potential, wasn't that perfect? He was starting to pave the way for his son.

"How can that be? My son only has brute force. Is it too early to enter the Purple Sword Sect?" Even though it was Qian Yu, she couldn't conceal the delight in her eyes.

"With Zheng Xiong's powerful physique, who could be his match? I think highly of him! Four Seas, we, A'Ying, admire your family's ferocity the most. Look, Zheng Xiong is not young anymore, he is a pair with A'Ying. "

When did the white-haired Patriarch Liu become so enthusiastic? Normally, he treated his fat daughter like a treasure. The people who came to propose marriage were driven out by him many times.

"Don't blame Zheng Xiong for being in his prime time to cultivate. Let's put aside the personal feelings of our children first."

"That makes sense. Let's talk about it in the future. However, if they're willing, you can't do that!" Patriarch Liu was still half-joking.

Oh my god! Is this still Patriarch Liu? No matter what, you are still one of the top ten big clans, can't you be more reserved?

Facing a group of friendly clan leaders, Zheng Sihai, who was not friendly to begin with, was shocked and could not resist. He quickly pulled his son, Zheng Xiong, and ran out for a drink.

After the Martial Grand Master Competition ended, the Martial Master Competition continued. After a series of spectacular matches, everyone's eyes were tired. However, not a single person left because the most crucial moment was about to arrive.