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Tang Lei's real body was right behind Ran Teng, causing everyone below the stage to cry out in surprise not for Tang Lei, but for Ran Teng. When Ran Teng realized that something was wrong, he turned around. Tang Lei, who was behind him, had already struck him hard on his back.

Pow! With this solid punch, Tang Lei flew forward. When he landed on the ground, all of the spirit armor around his body turned into spirit mist and continuously spat out two mouthfuls of blood, then he rolled back his eyes and fainted on the spot.

Tang Lei had won two rounds in a row, especially in the second round. His win was exceptionally brilliant, and the crowd below the stage once again burst into applause and cheers.

Tao Wen was defeated, but Zhang Dong did not feel anything, and now that Ran Teng was defeated, he could not sit still. Without waiting for him to speak, a middle-aged man at the side stood up. This man's name was Chen Junran, and was one of Zhang Dong's most important left and right hands. He greeted Zhang Dong and quickly walked down the stands to meet Tang Lei on the stage.

Zhang Junran's Soul Force was extraordinary, even superior to Zhang Dong's. Tang Lei had long heard of him, but he had never exchanged blows with him before. The two of them were the core members of Hundred Convergence Hall and Xiao Yao Sect. Naturally, the confrontation between them attracted the attention of others. "Up until now, the battle on the martial stage had completely become a battle between Hundred Convergence Hall and Carefree Palace. The other two sects with the highest cheers had yet to make any moves.

On the stage, Tang Lei and Zhang Junran did not waste any words, they cupped their hands and bowed to each other, then immediately fought each other. Both of them were first-rate Spiritual Martial Expert, and the battle was very intense. When they looked up, they could not see anyone on the stage, and only hear the shouts and continuous clashing of weapons.

It was not because the two of them were exchanging blows so fast that it exceeded people's eyes, but because the Spirit Pressure created by a battle between top class experts had caused the air to become distorted, causing the spectators outside to only be able to see a blurry ball, but they were completely unable to see the exact situation, but from time to time, the Spirit Wave would fly out from the stage and howl above people's heads, causing the Spirit Pressure that was spreading out to force the rangers in front of them to involuntarily retreat.

It was hard to tell how many rounds the two had been fighting, so people could only calculate according to the time. Half an hour had passed, and the battle still had not ended. When almost two hours had passed, the two of them still had not won nor lost, but at this time, the Spirit Pressure on the stage had weakened a lot. After all, after fighting for so long, no matter how strong one's cultivation was, they would still feel exhausted.

Tang Lei and Zhang Junran stood at the side of the stage with their eyes burning with flames, staring straight at each other. If one looked carefully at the two of them, they would realize that the spirit armor on their bodies were tattered, the cloth had cracks on it, and even the spirit swords in their hands had become jagged due to the intense clash.

"Kill ?"

The two people who had been standing on opposite sides of the hall shouted at the same time. The two of them were like two arrows that had left their bowstrings as they shot towards each other at an extremely fast speed.

Boom! *

The two spirit swords collided, their fists collided, and even their bodies collided with each other. The spirit armor on the two of them could no longer withstand such a collision. With a crashing sound, pieces of it broke off and fell off from their bodies. Then, they looked at their bodies and both bounced off in the opposite direction, falling to the ground.

"Pu!"

Tang Lei and Zhang Junran spat out blood arrows at the same time, the former wanted to use his spirit sword to support him so he could stand up, but when he picked up his spirit sword, he found that the blade had snapped at the waist, and was split into two. The latter wasn't much better either, his spirit sword had been broken into three pieces and could not be used again. The two of them had fought to the point where both of them were heavily injured.

Anyone could see that if they continued to fight, they would definitely die from exhaustion. Zhou Kuan and Zhang Dong stood up at almost the same time from the stands, and shouted loudly: "Stop fighting!" After they finished talking, they looked at each other again. Zhou Kuan took the lead and cupped his hands: "Sect Lord Zhang, how about we call it a draw?"

This was precisely what Zhang Dong meant by that. He also cupped his hands and said: "What Hall Lord Zhou said is extremely true!"

Tang Lei and Zhang Junran had fought until their oil dried up, thus they were evenly matched. After the armistice, the two of them did not even have the strength to walk down the stage by themselves, but were supported down by the clan members of their respective sects.

On the surface, it looked like Baihui Hall and Carefree Sect were equal in this battle, but in reality, it was not so. Inside the Baihui Hall, there were many travelling adventurers whose strength was about the same as Tang Lei's, but Zhang Junran was a pillar of the Carefree Sect. He was unable to participate in the battle, and it was difficult for Carefree Sect to find another expert whose strength was about the same as his.

After the two of them left the stage, someone from Baihui Hall stood up and replaced Tang Lei. His name was Jin Kun, and he was originally the leader of a gang. Later, he assimilated into the Baihui Hall and became the branch Hall Lord of Baihui Hall.

Although Jin Kun's strength could not be said to be above Tang Lei's, it would at least not be inferior to him. Seeing Jin Kun stepping down from the stage, Zhang Dong's heart dropped. He was the clearest in details about his subordinates, other than Zhang Jungran, there was probably no one else who could defeat Jin Kun.

, who had already gone up onto the stage, became impatient and shouted towards Carefree Sect, "My friend, Carefree Sect, do any of you dare to come up? If you do not, then it will be considered as you giving up on competing for the position of Alliance Master.!"

"As soon as he finished, the helpers of the horse gang started to jeer as well." Carefree Sect, don't be a cowardly turtle, even if you know you have to send out shrimp soldiers and crab generals, hahaha ~ "

Hearing Jin Kun's shouts and everyone's laughter, Zhang Dong's face turned red and then white. He looked to his right, and all the people on the right lowered their heads, and then looked to his left, and all the people on the left also lowered their heads.

At this time, Shangguan Yuanbiao who was behind Tang Yin straightened his back and asked softly: "Young Noble, should I go fight with him?"

Tang Yin didn't even turn his head and only replied indifferently, "What does it have to do with you? Sit here and watch your play! "

After being scolded, Shangguan Yuanbiao's old face turned red, and his upright body shrank back again.

"Sir Sect Lord, I will go fight him!" The person who spoke was not on Tang Yin's side, but behind Zhang Dong.

Zhang Dong's body trembled, he anxiously turned his head, and saw that Tang Yin had sent one of the five Spiritual Martial Expert s to talk to him.

He looked to be around thirty years old, his face was unhealthy and pale, and when he spoke, his skin and flesh did not move at all, giving off a very depressing feeling, as if he was dead.

Normally, Spirit Cultivator of Dark would not take the initiative to request a fight, but now it was different. With the King present, even Spirit Cultivator of Dark did not want to miss the chance to show off in front of the King.0

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Dong remembered the name of the Spirit Cultivator of Dark, he forced himself to smile, and asked: "Is Master Li confident?"

This man was called Li Tong, he was born in the Dark Arrow Sect, was a fifth rank official, and was given the rank of Captain. Don't look at how Tang Yin gave him to Zhang Dong, the latter didn't dare be disrespectful or disrespectful, and even called him Master.

Li Tong was not very old, but in the competition inside the Dark Arrow, he was ranked in the top three. If one could rank in the top three of the Dark Arrows, then he would undoubtedly be the most outstanding Spirit Cultivator of Dark. Even if it was Cheng Jin, he might not be able to make it into the top ten of the Dark Arrows.

"If you are not confident, why would I invite you to battle?!" Li Tong scoffed, stood up, and slowly walked off the stage.

He did not walk up the nearby stairs, and instead went as far as he could, and deliberately went down from Tang Yin's side. When he passed by Tang Yin, he intentionally stopped for a moment, bowed, and said in an extremely low voice: "My King! "General!"

Tang Yin did not say much, he only nodded with a smile, and as if nothing had happened, Cheng Jin reminded them: "Although we did not fight with our true identities, but do not embarrass us too much by sending us dark arrows."

Li Tong's dead face finally had a change. With a straight face, he respectfully said in a low voice: "Yes! General! This subordinate will engrave the teachings into his heart. "

After he finished speaking, Li Tong didn't delay any further. He walked down the stairs and then strode steadily towards the arena.

Seeing him walking away so slowly, someone from the crowd quickly voiced out in dissatisfaction, "If you're scared, then don't come out. Even turtles crawl faster than you!"

"Exactly! What a disgrace! Is there no decent person in the Carefree Sect? "

The originally leisurely walking Li Tong suddenly became hollow under the ridiculing voices of the crowd, and disappeared into thin air. Before anyone could react, a person suddenly appeared behind the shadow of Jin Kun on the stage, it was none other than Li Tong.

Jin Kun was a first-rate Spiritual Martial Expert, when he felt the Spirit Pressure behind him, he immediately realized that there was someone behind him. Without thinking too much, he immediately took two large steps forward, turned around, and at the same time, held his sword in his hand.

Li Tong didn't have any intention to sneak attack him from behind. After he appeared, he squatted on the stage and did not move at all. After Jin Kun scuttled out, he slowly stood up with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.

Of the two, one was as nervous as a fleeing rabbit and the other as steady as Mt. Tai.

Jin Kun quickly calmed down, his eyes radiating with a strange luster, sweeping across Li Tong's body for a moment, his heart trembling, he thought: It's Spirit Cultivator of Dark! Although Feng Country had already opened up to the Dark Element, it was, after all, a matter of recent years.

"The people who have come are well-known!" Jin Kun bellowed.

Li Tong's reaction seemed to be slower than a normal person by half a beat. After Jin Kun finished speaking, he looked towards the sky and landed on Jin Kun's face. Then, he said with an indifferent tone of voice: "Li Tong."

"Li Tong? I've never heard of it. " Jin Kun said straightforwardly.

"Yes!" Li Tong nodded seriously, and said: "Now you have heard."

"Brat, stop pretending to be mysterious. We'll see what happens in the Spiritual Martial Force!" As he spoke, he covered up the spirit armor, and at the same time, spiritualized the sword in his hand. With three steps, he rushed towards Li Tong.

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