Chapter 54 Win in seconds

The screams at the gate of Yunxuanmen's hall slowly turned into moans. One by one, the disciples fell to the ground and couldn't get up. The first round of the test was coming to an end.

Injured, the abstainer was slowly helped to the sidelines of the field. In the end, there were only 32 figures left in the whole open space. The door master Yunxuan and the nine elders nodded with satisfaction. The thirty-two people left behind were almost all excellent disciples, and the disciples of Xia and the nine elders were naturally among them.

Yun Xuan took a step forward and gently patted the palm of his hand. "Yes, your performance is very good. The next is the second round of battle." He turned around and motioned to the elder, who nodded respectfully.

"Cough!" The elder walked to the thirty-two and said, "Look at the jade pieces in your hands clearly. The two people engraved with the character "one" will stay, and the others will retreat for the time being."

"Yes, elder."

Xia looked at the jade film in his hand and wrote a "nine", followed everyone back to the sidelines, and the other two did not set out. I thought it was the disciple of the "one" character.

"Jingxia, how many numbers did you take?" Ruoxue returned to the side of Jianxia with a smile, holding a piece of jade in her white jade hand.

"Well, No. 9."

"Oh, then you still have to fight in front of me. Mine is the 11th."

Xia smiled and then looked at the two people left on the field. Both of them were relatively tall, and Xia's attention fell on one of the young men in a cyan gown with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The first feeling it gives people is that there is no calm. Those who can do this in the game are generally strong and confident people, and they don't pay attention to each other at all.

"Oh, Brother Wu Zeng was the first to fight?" Ruoxue was a little surprised.

"Wu Zeng?"

"Well, he is a disciple of the second elder, a seven-level martial artist."

After Ruoxue said this, he suddenly became interested in it. Wu Zeng and another disciple on the court handed the jade piece to the elder's hands respectively and looked at each other on the court. Wu Zeng still looked calm and even a little indifferent, and his opponent looked more flustered.

"The game begins!" The elder shouted softly and handed over the control of his speech to the two people on the field.

Wu Zeng looked at the other party coldly, with a little sarcasm between his eyebrows, and said lightly, "Come on!"

His opponent is also quite young, trying to suppress his inner fear, "Ah!" With a roar, a fierce momentum rushed to Wu Zeng. Second brother, I'm offended."

The fists flashed and saw Xia in his eyes. Wu Zeng's opponent was also a not weak sixth-level martial artist, but he didn't expect that he would be afraid of that. The man's eyes were fierce, and his strong force bombarded Wu Zeng's head.

The latter smiled contemptuously, his whole body was filled with a faint blue light, and the palm of his hand condensed with a clearly visible blue palm.

"Bang!" The fists and palms intersected. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, the man was shocked and retreated repeatedly. Wu Zeng's feet moved, and his body had flashed away from the place. The man's face changed greatly and he quickly made a defense. However, it was too late. Wu Zeng clasped his hands on the other party's wrists and swept his legs on the other party's chest fiercely.

"Poo!" A mouthful of blood sprayed out of the man's mouth, and finally fell heavily to the ground, and his breath was already very weak.

The audience did not have too many surprises. Wu Zeng's fierce style is well known to Yun Xuanmen. If it hadn't been for the rules of the competition, he would have been unable to kill people, I'm afraid his opponent would have died now.

"Wu Zengsheng!" The elder announced.

A burst of cheers broke out on the venue. As a personal disciple of the second elder, Wu Zeng's popularity can also be imagined. Jiang Xia saw everything in his eyes. The strength of the seven-level martial artists was really strong. Wu Zeng did not drag it down, and the degree of strength surprised Jiang Xia secretly.

The injured disciple was transferred out of the field, and Wu Zeng also retreated to the side. The elder continued: "Now the players who hold the No. 2 jade film, please take the stage."

A slender and handsome young man slowly came out of the crowd, and there was another cheer, and his popularity even caught up with Wu Zeng. Yun Xuan, the doorkeeper, and a group of elders also showed admiration.

Xia couldn't help but be stunned and asked Ruo Xue next to him, "Isn't he a disciple of the elder?"

Ruoxue's bright big eyes blinked gently, showing a mischiety look, "Yes! He is the disciple of the elder and the most popular brother of Yunxuanmen, Liu Sixian.

"Well, it's true that people are like their names." Jiang Xia nodded secretly.

Liu Sixian walked to the elder and first saluted respectfully, "Master!" Then give the jade piece printed with "two" to the other party.

The elder showed love on his face and reached out to take over the jade piece. "Sixian, you have to forgive others. Don't do it too hard."

"Yes, Master." Liu Sixian nodded and agreed.

Another young figure also appeared on the court, with a look of distress on his face. After handing over the jade film, he didn't dare to look at Liu Sixian more. He directly raised his right hand and said, "I abstain!" After saying that, he hurriedly recovered the crowd, for fear that something would happen if it was too late.

A slight boo followed, and Xia was stunned and muttered, "After working hard to get the jade film, he gave up. Is Liu Sixian really that terrible?"

"Hmm! Don't be confused by the appearance of the eldest brother. Ruoxue reminded him, "Chang Xia, if you meet the eldest brother, you'd better abstain."

Xia frowned, "Why?"

"Because the eldest brother is more ruthless than the second brother Wu Zeng, many brothers are more afraid of him."

Jiang Xia shook his head helplessly. It was really not good-looking. If you look at it from the surface, Liu Sixian really doesn't look like that kind of person. It seems that the advice of the elder is not interesting.

In the second game, one side abstained, and Liu Sixian won without a fight. Yun Xuan and the elders didn't say much about this. Next, they also ushered in the third game, the fourth game,... Jiang Xia also looked at it carefully. Yunxuanmen was not as good as the battle of the four courtyards. After one battle after another, Jiang Xia also opened his eyes. All kinds of martial arts had a gorgeous collision, the competition between the piano skills between the pianists, and the confrontation between the pianist and the martial artists, which was refreshing for Jiang Xia.

Among them, I also saw Wen Zhen, the disciple of the three elders, and Yang Long, the disciple of the four elders. Both of them were not ordinary people, and they both easily won. As a result, Jiang Xia also felt the pressure to win the championship.

At the end of the first eight battles, it was finally the turn of General Xia in the ninth battle. To his surprise, his opponent turned out to be Wan Teng. The latter obviously did not know that he was about to face General Xia, with a confident face.

"Miss Ruoxue, I'll go first." With a polite greeting, Xia walked out of the crowd and arrived in front of the elder.

As soon as he saw it, it was a whisper around him. Many people cast a strange look at the teenager who solved the eight elders' case. Wanteng was dumbfounded, "You, you?" Immediately, it turned into a cold smile, "Hey, General Xia, we are really narrow-minded. I'm going to get back what happened last time."

Xia didn't think so. He handed the jade piece into the hands of the elder, who showed a little appreciation in his eyes, and then motioned Xia to look at the doorkeeper Yun Xuan and a group of elders behind. Both of you should behave well.

Wanteng encouraged himself on the spot, "Yes, elder, I will definitely live up to your expectations." No one knows that the elder's words are what he said to General Xia. The hidden meaning is that the doorkeeper is here today, hoping that he can perform better.

Xia nodded respectfully and turned to the center of the venue. Everyone's eyes were focused, Liu Sixian, Wu Zeng, Wen Zhen and Yang Long, but the four of them showed disdain and ridicule.

"The Ninth War, Start"

As soon as the elder finished speaking, Wan Teng's palm condensed a layer of earthy yellow light, and he stared at Xiang Xia fiercely. "Bad boy, if you kneel down and kowtow to me three times now, I can let you go."

The doorkeeper and a group of elders are present. Wan Teng also wants to show off on purpose. It's better to win without fighting like Liu Sixian to satisfy his vanity.

He raised Xia Jun's eyebrows and said with a faint smile, "I don't know what capital Brother Wanteng has for me to kowtow three times for you?"

"Hmm," Wan Teng's face darkened when he felt the sarcasm in Xia's tone. "Kid, don't think that I was self-righteous when I won by chance last time. To tell you the truth, I reached the sixth-level martial artist as early as three months ago. You'd better surrender!"

"Oh? It seems that your qualifications are not very good?"

Many young people in the audience were amused. The five elders at the door of the hall blushed angrily. Anyway, Wan Teng was also his own disciple. He scolded Xia's words together.

Wan Teng was already furious and quickly shot out of Xia. "Bad boy, then don't blame me."

"Hmm." Jiang Xia's eyes narrowed slightly, and then his arm condensed. When Wan Teng was two meters away from him, Jiang Xia's right arm suddenly burst into a bright golden light.

"Dragon capturer!"

A four- or five-meter-long golden hand rushed out without warning. Wan Teng's face changed, and his hands were also filled with an earthy yellow force. "I'm not afraid of you."

The golden giant hand directly suppressed the earthy yellow light. Countless people in the audience were shocked. Wan Teng's heart shrank tightly, and great panic gushed out of his eyes, and he subconsciously retreated. But Xia's speed was faster, and the golden giant hand directly bombarded Wan Teng's chest.

"Ban!"

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Wan Teng's breath was thrown out withered, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up. A group of elders were also stunned, and even Yun Xuan, the owner of the door, was temporarily sluggish.

Second victory, absolute second victory. Xia only made a move, and the whole hall was completely replaced by silence. The corners of the five elders' eyes were twitched fiercely. Wan Teng, his own disciple, was defeated and was directly defeated by one move. At the beginning, he was not to kowtow Xia to him, and fell down in a blink of an eye. Wan Teng became a joke at this moment. No one expected this kind of ending, even Yun Xuan, the owner of the door.

The elder came to his senses, and his majestic voice echoed, "The ninth battle, Xia Sheng."

There was an uproar in the audience, in which there was a little cheering. Ruo Xue's eyes were cold and a trace of surprise gushed out. "I didn't expect him to become so powerful."

Wanteng on the ground ** twice, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment. Jiang Xia looked at the other party with a calm face, hugged the elder and Yun Xuan and others slightly, and then returned to Ruoxue's side.

"All right! Jiang Xia, when did you become so powerful? Ruoxue clapped her little hands and said.

Jing Xia touched her nose and casually replied, "It's okay!"

Yun Xuan nodded with satisfaction, touched the beard under his chin, and said with a faint smile, "Want but not arrogant, not bad, not bad."

Because it is far away and the venue is noisy, General Xia naturally did not pay attention to Yun Xuan's praise for himself. Liu Sixian, Wu Zeng, Wen Zhen and Yang Long heard it clearly. Everyone was slightly dissatisfied, and there was a trace of hostility and disgust towards Jiang Xia in their hearts.

Wan Teng has been helped out of the court, and the five elders scolded a few words "useless things" for this.

Summer's amazing performance has come to an end, and the game will continue. The elder coughed softly, and the whole audience became quiet.

"Battle of the Tenth,"

"The Eleventh Battle,"

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