Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

The group competition is actually a competition among juniors, where juniors from various sects and major regions compete against each other and compare their wins and losses.

Although this may seem inconsequential, it actually shows a party's future power.

Therefore, many juniors in the martial arts world are eager to try and win this crown.

Mr. Xun also said some things above, and then he got off the ring, and then the ring competition started.

The first match was between Linzhou's Xiaoxuanfeng Huaque and Nanshi's Zongjia Zong Qinghou.

Xiao Xuanfeng's Hua family is quite prestigious in Linzhou, equivalent to Sun Xuan's existence, and can be ranked at the top of the second tier.

The Zong family in Nanshi is so famous that it can be called one of the four major families in Nanshi.

The two of them went up and bowed their hands to each other, both of them being quite polite.

There was a burst of cheers from the audience, and of course the Zong family’s cheers were even louder.

This match has nothing to do with Jiangzhou. The warriors in Jiangzhou just treat it as a spectacle.

"Little whirlwind, let me see how you whirlwind."

Zong Qinghou was the first to make the move, using the Zong family's unique turning punch, which hit Little Tornado directly with a heavy punch.

Little Xuanfeng smiled slightly, and with a light body, he easily dodged Zong Qinghou's blow.

Xiao Xuanfeng looked at Zong Qinghou and said, "Zong Qinghou, you can't do it at this speed."

He jumped directly and used a series of kicks. The speed was very fast, and he kicked Zong Qinghou on the chest.

Little Xuanfeng's face was full of pride. His consecutive kicks were something that even a late martial artist wouldn't dare to be careless about. Zong Qinghou let him hit the target without any scruples. It was like he didn't know whether to live or die.

Originally, Xiao Xuanfeng thought that Zong Qinghou would clutch his chest and vomit blood, but Zong Qinghou just took a few steps back and it was not a serious problem at all.

"Hmph, it's ridiculous that you want to hurt me with just this little strength."

Zong Qinghou used his turning fist again. This time he saw the right moment and hit Little Tornado directly in the chest.

Little Tornado was knocked to the ground directly, his energy and blood surged, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Zong Qinghou with a pale face.

The referee directly raised his card and announced the result of the game.

People from the Zong family and even Nanshi were full of joy and kept shouting.

Linzhou, on the other hand, immediately turned off the engine, and everyone looked ugly.

"I'm afraid this Zong Qinghou is in the late stage of martial arts, and he practices hard skills. Little Xuanfeng's fancy fists and embroidered legs are of no use to him."

"Yes, Little Tornado's defeat is an inevitable result, but I didn't expect that he could not hold on to three moves."

Little Tornado was helped off the stage, and the second game began.

This match is between the Ruan family’s Ruan relay and the Linzhou Mantis sect’s Zhang Nan.

Ruan Zhongji needs no introduction. He is well-known. This time his grandfather left the country, which made the Ruan family directly become the largest family in Jiangzhou.

In the past, Ruan Zhongji would walk sideways when he went shopping, but now he can walk either sideways or vertically. No one dares to offend him.

Compared to the Zhang family, it is much weaker and is just a little-known small sect.

"I'm Zhang Nan, please give me some advice."

"Teach me, are you, a three-legged cat, worthy of my teachings?"

Ruan Zhongji had a sneer on his face and did not take Zhang Nan seriously at all.

He is currently a late-stage martial artist, while Zhang Nan is only an intermediate-term warrior, so naturally he is no match for him.

Faced with such contempt from Ruan Zhongji, Zhang Nan was furious and shouted directly: "The purpose of the martial arts world is to cultivate one's moral character, but you look down on me so much. I want you to know how powerful I am!"

Zhang Nan directly moved the mantis to catch the cicada, and his hands struck Ruan Zhongji's neck like lightning.

This move is a poisonous move, and it will definitely hurt him if it hits him. It is obvious that Zhang Nan regards Ruan Zhongji as his formidable enemy.

Ruan Zhongji not only did not panic, but the contempt in his eyes was even more serious. He said with a sneer: "Haven't you heard that the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows behind?"

Ruan Zhongji took a few steps back and made fists with both hands, not giving Zhang Nan a chance at all.

Zhang Nan's Mantis Fist couldn't get close to Ruan Zhongji at all. Even though he was very fast, he was defeated one by one by Ruan Zhongji.

"It's my turn to take action."

Ruan Zhongji leapt forward and kicked Zhang Nan on the shoulder. Zhang Nan's collarbone was directly broken by the kick.

Ruan Zhongji did not stop there and kicked Zhang Nan to the bottom of the ring again.

The Zhang family was furious and accused him one after another. Warriors from all walks of life in Linzhou City also criticized him.

Ruan Zhongji's kick to break Zhang Nan's collarbone should have stopped, but he added another kick, which violated the purpose of the competition.

Ruan Wentian stood up at this time and said: "It is inevitable that you will not be able to control yourself during the game. What is there to blame? Is your Zhang family so unable to afford to lose?"

Ruan Wentian's words made Lei Lei, the head of the Zhang family, furious and threatened to fight Ruan Wentian.

Ruan Wentian naturally won't fight. He has no power to restrain a chicken. If he fights, he will die.

However, he said to the head of the Zhang family: "I don't know martial arts, so I won't fight you, but I will let you fight against our Ruan family later."

The face of the head of the Zhang family changed when he heard this. He naturally heard the news of the birth of the ancestor of the Ruan family. His face was ashen, but he could only endure the bad breath.

Ruan Zhongji walked off the ring amidst a burst of sighs. He was not afraid at all and was still smiling. Now that Ruan Wutian is backing him, what else does he have to be afraid of?

Returning to his seat, Ruan Zhongji kissed Hua Wanwan directly, and Hua Wanwan also clapped her hands with a smile on her face.

"Relay, you are great."

"Really? How am I ahead of that bumpkin Suba?"

Neither of them knew anything about Su Yan during this period, because they had traveled around the world and only came back two days ago.

"Of course you are a hundred times better than him."

The martial arts families next to him were all disdainful, and some had sarcastic looks on their faces.

"You are the only one who dares to compete with Senior Su. Senior Su can defeat you with just one finger."

"Say it again!"

Ruan Zhongji was furious, this incident was an insult to him.

"Am I wrong? Senior Su is now the leading figure in Jiangzhou. If your ancestor had not stepped forward, he would have been the number one person in Jiangzhou."

"What?!"

Hua Wanwan covered her mouth with a look of shock on her face. She naturally knew what being the leader of Jiangzhou meant, that was half of Jiangzhou's sky.

Ruan Zhongji had a look of resentment on his face and punched the chair with his fist, making him furious.

"Why are you so angry? As long as your grandfather is here, Su Baxian is trash."

Ruan Wentian smiled and consoled him, not caring about Su Yan at all. He was no longer afraid of Su Yan's revenge.

"Yes, with Grandpa Ruan Wutian here, we are not afraid of him."

Hua Wanwan also recovered and comforted Ruan Zhongji.

Ruan Zhongji finally regained his composure, sat on his seat and looked at the ring gloomily.

"It's interesting. One person has achieved the Tao of chickens and dogs and ascended to heaven. It seems that his Ruan family is going to be great."

Su Yan looked at the Ruan family from the stands with a cold smile on his face. There was a killing intent in his eyes, a very cold killing intent.

The Ruan family sent a killer to kill him. How could he forget that sooner or later this debt would have to be settled.