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"Second Bro, third Bro, you've all remembered it?" Zhao Kui walked down from the stage and asked the two of them with a smile.

"Hmm, remember, boss, you're still so brave. Now you have to fight for the first place, right?" Hu Xing said.

"En, I have no confidence in being able to win the following battle!" The opponent is very strong! " Zhao Kui took a deep look in the direction that the disciple from the Mu Xi Sect was heading to.

"Hehe, who is our boss? Come at me and we'll kill each other, then we'll have a pair of us!" The champion will be none other than our boss! " Zhang Zhi had completely restored his carefree personality. However, his words caused the disciples of the other sects to glance at him one after another. Zhang Zhi didn't think so. It was obvious that Zhao Kui's painstaking efforts had not been in vain. Zhang Zhi finally regained his self-confidence and returned to himself.

"Ol 'Three, this time it's really not as easy as you say. It's not that I'm modest, but the possibility of my defeat is very high!" Zhao Kui's expression was filled with an unprecedented seriousness.

When Hu Xing and Zhang Zhi saw Zhao Kui's reaction, they realized that Zhao Kui was not exaggerating. The two of them had only been paying attention to Zhao Kui's match, so they were not very familiar with the disciple from the Mu Xi Sect.

"The other party is a dark horse of the Muxi Sect, and he is already a master of the seventh stage before he has reached the age of twenty!" "Not only is this person's cultivation high, he also has a lot of experience, so if you meet him then you will lose very quickly. Even if you just fought a warrior at the late Houtian sixth stage, you could easily beat him, which shows how powerful he is!" After Zhao Kui gave the two of them a simple explanation, the two of them sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Boss, no matter what, just do your best. If it doesn't work out, just give up and admit defeat. Being able to obtain second place is already an incredible achievement for the Falling Cloud Sect!" "Don't go all out against him for the sake of winning. It's not worth it if you get injured!" Hu Xing said to Zhao Kui in a concerned manner. Zhang Zhi, who was at the side, also put away his carefree expression. A rare serious expression appeared on his face. He also nodded in agreement and expressed the same thought.

"Don't worry, I know what to do, you don't have to worry about me! Let's go and treat my injuries first, then change my clothes, it will look too pathetic! " Zhao Kui called for the two of them as they headed towards their lodgings.

"Haha, Boss's clothes look quite like a beggar's uniform!" Zhang Zhi laughed without a heart in his heart, making Zhao Kui and Hu Xing at a loss of whether to laugh or cry. However, the depressed atmosphere from earlier had vanished with the help of Zhang Zhi's words.

After changing his clothes, Zhao Kui carefully thought back to the previous match. He also thought about what he and Jing could do that wouldn't be good enough, so he memorized it carefully to prevent himself from making another similar mistake on the road of martial arts in the future. At the same time, he also visualized his experiences in the competition, which could only be obtained through real fights.

By the time Zhao Kui had thought of all these, it was already noon. Zhao Kui felt his stomach growling in rebellion. Zhao Kui got up and went to find Hu Xing and Zhang Zhi to eat together.

After the meal, they rested for a moment before the most eye-catching competition began. Of course, the competition that decided the other rankings also began at the same time, but most of the disciples from various sects had already gathered in front of Zhao Kui and that disciple from the Mu Xi Sect.

Zhao Kui and the disciple from the Mu Xi Sect were already standing on the stage. These two admirable stars of the younger generation were quietly sizing each other up. They wanted to find something useful for the competition from each other's outer appearance and expressions.

He looked around sixteen years old, but in fact, he was nineteen years old. Zhao Kui did not dare to underestimate this skinny youngster, as the power contained within his body was not something that could be easily underestimated. Zhao Kui felt that this person had walked a nimble path, and was not as tough as he was in his previous life.

After Zhao Kui had finished sizing him up, the disciple from the Mu Xi Sect also finished looking at him. The disciple from the Mu Xi Sect first smiled. He looked a bit shy and didn't know how to speak, but he said to Zhao Kui, "Muxi Sect, Fang Cheng!"

Seeing this, Zhao Kui imitated his tone, "Falling Cloud Sect's Zhao Kui!"

However, after that smile, his entire aura changed and became sharp like a drawn sword. The expression on his face also changed, without a hint of shyness, and as he formed a palm with his hand, Zhao Kui's pupils constricted. The show was about to begin!

Zhao Kui also assumed a posture and released his aura. Both of his hands formed a defensive posture. His eyes were staring at Fang Cheng without blinking, without a single shred of laziness.

The spectators started to talk among themselves: "They are really two weirdos, one of them is nineteen years old and has an early Houtian seventh stage cultivation, the other is said to be only sixteen years old, but is already at the peak of Houtian sixth stage, I am afraid he will soon break through to the Houtian seventh stage, although the strength of the second one is still weak, but I am afraid that he is not even nineteen years old, it is too abnormal!" This is too abnormal! "

"That's right!" "Think about it, our ages aren't too far off from them, but looking at them and then looking at ourselves, the difference is too great, we're really ashamed of ourselves!"

"Sigh!" Actually, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. They're just geniuses, we can't compare! " Another person said in a dejected manner.

"Genius? He had to work hard to get it! If you don't work hard, no matter how talented you are, you're just a fart! "This time, I have truly gained experience. My hard work is not enough, I will have to redouble my efforts when I return!" This was another person's words. The previous speaker was so embarrassed that he wished he could find a hole to hide in.

"Look!" The two of them moved! The competition has truly begun! " It was unknown who shouted, but the disciple whose face was completely red finally felt less embarrassed and focused on the competition.

"Hu!"

The Muxi Sect's Fang Cheng attacked Zhao Kui with his palm, bringing along a gust of wind. Although this palm did not hit any tricky spots, it had too many moves that could be changed. It made people feel like they were unable to defend against it. His battle experience was also extremely rich!

Zhao Kui's palms were placed in front of his chest without making any movement. However, his palms were able to cope with all of Fang Cheng's maneuvers.

He admired Zhao Kui's reaction and defense. With just this, he was able to counter his own attack, but Fang Cheng did not stop. Instead, he changed his direction and continued to attack Zhao Kui. He wanted to test Zhao Kui's ability to react and overall strength.

Zhao Kui's hand trembled, and he immediately sent a palm strike towards Fang Cheng's thin but inconsequential palm.

"Bam!"

The two men's palms collided with each other, and both of them immediately retreated backward. The two men didn't use much of their strength; they only needed to probe a bit, but the moment they touched each other, they could tell what each other's strength was.

Zhao Kui's strength was stronger than Fang Cheng's, while Fang Cheng's inner force was stronger than Zhao Kui's. In general, Fang Cheng was slightly stronger than Zhao Kui.

Due to the fact that he was wearing clothes, he didn't notice any changes. Fang Cheng only noticed that the veins on Zhao Kui's arm had become a little more bulging, but Fang Cheng didn't care. In fact, Zhao Kui's arm had become several times thicker and his physical strength had become much stronger.

Then, Zhao Kui stomped his foot and suddenly dashed toward Fang Cheng. His fist was extremely fast, and the sleeves of Zhao Kui's clothes were sticking to Zhao Kui's arm. The wind generated by his speed was blowing, causing "Pa Pa" sounds to ring out.

Even if his cultivation level was higher than Zhao Kui's, he would still have to seriously deal with it. Fang Cheng also shouted out loud, this roar did not match his entire body, and did not seem like the voice of his skinny body. Then, he also threw a punch towards Zhao Kui's fist. He actually wanted to clash head on with Zhao Kui!

"Bam!"

A loud sound was heard. What surprised everyone was that the one who was sent flying was not the weaker Zhao Kui, but the Houtian seventh stage Fang Cheng!

Fang Cheng staggered back seven or eight steps before coming to a stop. His face was flushed and the arm he used to fight Zhao Kui was also trembling. His fist was also red.

Fang Cheng felt as if his vital energy and blood were floating within his chest, and he nearly vomited a mouthful of blood! He had not used his greatest strength to receive Zhao Kui's punch. Accurately speaking, he should not have met Zhao Kui's punch head on. In terms of strength, he was at a disadvantage.

Fang Cheng's face was filled with pain. His arm was like a broken bone; the pain was unbearable.

However, Zhao Kui was no pushover. He saw that he had succeeded in his attack, so he pushed off with the tip of his feet and dashed towards Fang Cheng, not even giving Fang Cheng a chance to catch his breath. Zhao Kui needed to take advantage of Fang Cheng's recovery.

"Hu!"

Fang Cheng had just suffered a huge blow, so how could he make the same mistake now? He endured the intense pain on his feet, and with a tap of his toes, he instantly changed directions, displaying his flexible and ever-changing advantage to the extreme, dodging Zhao Kui's fierce punch. He moved to a corner of the stage, quietly recovering his arm, and recovered his strength with the fastest speed possible.

Zhao Kui also stopped his attack and quietly waited for Fang Cheng to recover. He did not intend to harass Fang Cheng to recover; firstly, that would not be very effective; secondly, his own attack would require quite a bit of effort. Rather than this, he might as well take a break and think of his next step.

After a while, Fang Cheng's arm had almost fully recovered. After some movement, Fang Cheng's feet moved continuously, creating afterimages as he struck out with both of his palms towards Zhao Kui from different directions. At the same time, he also created a series of palm shadows, showing how fast his attacks were.

"Such a fast speed!" My eyes can't react in time, all I can see is a blur. Some people in the audience could not help but mutter out loud.

"That's right. If it was me, I would not even have the time to react at such a fast speed, let alone defend against this attack!"

Zhao Kui's eyes slightly narrowed, this was indeed a mighty Fang Cheng. Zhao Kui turned his fist into a palm and slashed at Fang Cheng's wrist like a knife through a knife, then both his hands slashed at Fang Cheng's wrists. Fang Cheng stopped abruptly and moved his palms away, dodging Zhao Kui's sharp cuts.

This pause and movement were extremely quick. It almost went against common sense. Zhao Kui was not someone that was above average. He flipped his palm and directly struck at Fang Cheng's palm.

"Pah!"

As the two's palms clashed, Zhao Kui borrowed the momentum from the collision to leap backwards, escaping Fang Cheng's attack range.

However, at this moment, with a flip of his palm, a strong wind rose up in the air above the arena, and one could almost see the faint wisps of clouds. However, at this moment, with a flick of his palm, a strong wind rose up in the air above the arena, and a slight wisp of clouds could be seen in the air, and the air around Fang Cheng seemed to turn into a strong wind and clouds.

Boom!

Zhao Kui was struck in the chest by Fang Cheng's forearm, which was just in front of his chest, and he was sent flying backward with a mouthful of blood spewing out of his mouth. Although Zhao Kui was quick to use his forearm to protect his chest, part of Fang Cheng's attack was blocked by Zhao Kui's arms while the other part was blocked by his chest.

Zhao Kui was stunned at first, then a sharp pain came from his chest. He could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood. This was what had happened in that split-second.

Seeing that Zhao Kui was about to fall to the ground, the crowd below the stage also cried out in alarm. Of course, Hu Xing and Zhang Zhi had anxiously shouted Zhao Kui's name at the very first moment. However, Zhao Kui rolled over and squatted on the stage, covering his injured body with his hands.

Slowly, Zhao Kui stood up and smiled at Hu Xing and Zhang Zhi, indicating that he was fine. Then, he turned around and said to Fang Cheng, "Not a bad Martial Technique!"

When Fang Cheng heard this, he nodded. After a moment of silence, he said, "En!" This is my sect's Whirlwind!

"Whirlwind!" Zhao Kui murmured this name before saying, "Hmm, this martial skill is very suitable for you!"

Zhao Kui did not hold back and directly used his powerful Vajra Palm. Fang Cheng saw Zhao Kui's golden palm pause, but then Fang Cheng used his martial skill, Whirlwind, and the two of them instantly clashed again.

Below the stage, the audience could only see the strong winds blowing, wisps of clouds dancing in the air, and then a pair of golden palms flying up and down. A person's shadow flashed, and nothing else could be seen clearly.

After a long while, the strange phenomenon on the stage disappeared. Zhao Kui and Fang Cheng had already separated from each other. A trace of blood was hanging from the corner of their mouths.

The clothes on their bodies were torn to shreds again. The fight was extremely intense, and Zhao Kui's face revealed a pained expression. Then, he shouted, "Wah!" He spat out another mouthful of blood.

At this time, Zhao Kui's expression was already somewhat sluggish. The consumption of his physical strength and injuries had caused Zhao Kui to be exhausted to the point that most of his energy had been used up. The disciples of the Mu Xi Sect below the stage cried out in joy.

As for Hu Xing and Zhang Zhi, they clenched their fists as they nervously looked at Zhao Kui on the stage. Although they were admitting defeat when they couldn't console him, who didn't want to obtain victory?

"Your strength is still not good enough, if you are also at the Houtian seventh stage, then I am certainly not your opponent, but now you have to admit defeat, it's not worth it if you are injured!" Fang Cheng consoled Zhao Kui. He was someone who had good intentions in mind. After his battle with Zhao Kui, he had also benefited greatly.

"Cough, cough!" Zhao Kui violently coughed twice before slowly saying, "That's not necessarily true! Before the end comes, it is not certain who will win! "

After saying this, Zhao Kui's expression changed. He suddenly opened his mouth and roared!

"Roar!"

It was like a furious lion's roar! It shook the entire arena. The spectators below the arena were all tightly covering their ears. However, their faces were still filled with pain and tears were flowing out from their eyes!

When Fang Cheng saw Zhao Kui's reaction, he thought Zhao Kui would do something, so he quickly made a defensive maneuver. However, he did not expect Zhao Kui to have this move, but his entire body was shaken by Zhao Kui's loud roar until his ears started to ring, and his eyes started to sparkle.

Zhao Kui strode forward and struck Fang Cheng's chest with his palm ?

Although there were still some buzzing sounds in his ears, he could already hear them clearly. His eyes could also see clearly, and his footsteps stabilized. He looked carefully and saw that Zhao Kui's palm was on his chest, but he did not feel any pain.

How could Fang Cheng not understand? Zhao Kui did not strike with his palm, otherwise, he would have already been lying on the stage!

Fang Cheng smiled bitterly, and then said, "Amazing! You win! "

Only then did Zhao Kui seem to have been relieved of a great burden. His entire body turned black and he collapsed limply to the ground.