Yang Ming also felt the killing intention. He followed the killing intention and saw a pair of pupils with deep hatred jump into his eyes.

His face was calm, lowered his voice and said to Ye Xu, "what's this man's name? He Youming's brother. They have a good relationship."

Ye Xu was speechless, so he Shan stared at what he did. He didn't kill he Youming. It was a disaster.

Is it because I've become handsome again recently, so I'm jealous?

"Be careful, too." Ye Xu reminded Yang Ming that although he Shan obviously hated himself, his real goal was Yang Ming.

"Don't worry, don't look at me like this. If you really want to be serious, He Shan is not my opponent."

Yang Ming told ye Xu some powerful figures of the martial arts club to be careful.

Seeing this, Nie Huachang sneered and went straight into the fighting platform.

Wang Xiu, soul billion and shake light were among the first batch, so they went on stage soon.

To tell the truth, ye Xu has no suspense about the success of the three. You know, as a talented disciple of the flaming sect, he Youming is only six times to break the real world. Although Yaoguang is only three times to break the real world, she has Phoenix blood and has strong skills. Ordinary people will be burned by the fierce Fenghuang fire.

Soul billion doesn't have to worry. Even Wang Xiu, who has a slightly low level, has a powerful and sharp knife. Unless he is besieged, it's difficult for anyone to take his big knife.

The crisp copper bell rings, and the battle is imminent on the martial arts platform!

The first thing ye Xu looked at was soul billion. If he didn't worry about others, he was worried that soul billion would offend everyone else by being too cruel.

However, Ye Xu looked at it and couldn't help wanting to make complaints about it.

Soul billion pretended to be dead in the crowd!

Generally speaking, martial artists are sensitive. Normal people with breathing can't pretend to be dead in front of martial artists, but soul billion is different. His realm is too much higher than these people. If he pretends to be dead, no one will find it at all.

So there was a funny scene in front of us. A group of martial artists were fighting hard, and soul billion slept with a bloody and unconscious martial artist.

"I really convinced him." Ye Xu shook his head and didn't look at soul billion. His eyes turned to shake light and Wang Xiu.

As expected, the strength of most martial artists participating in the audition is only one or two times to break the real world, while the strength of ordinary sect disciples is slightly higher. Among the three to four times, only a few talented children have excellent strength, but the number is extremely rare, and even there are no such children at all.

This is also because the martial arts association limits the age, and generally those who break the real world and have more than seven weights must exceed the age limit of 30.

Yao Guang was very clever. She fought with theout finding an opponent. She wandered among people with the her dexterous body method and kicked a dying warrior from time to time.

Wang Xiu seemed a lot upright. Whoever came did not refuse. He held a big knife and was majestic, so that the rest of the martial arts had no return.

The benefits of doing this are also obvious. It soon deterred many people. The low-strength martial artists don't bother Wang Xiu at all, so Wang Xiu can keep his strength to deal with the rest of the people.

Time passed, and soon there were only a few people standing in the fighting field. The eighth group of shaking light ended the first game, and shaking light also ranked fifth.

Without much thought, ye Xu also knows that shaking the light is to pursue the "low-key" he said before and hide his strength.

"How do you feel?" Ye Xu asked, looking at the light coming from the end.

"The martial artists here may have a keen sense because of hunting all year round. I was almost stabbed by the sword several times."

The more people there are, the more swords there are. Sometimes many fighters fighting on the martial arts platform don't know where they were stabbed by the sword and lose their consciousness.

However, although she said so, her expression looked very relaxed. Obviously, it was not as thrilling as she said.

"Wang Xiu seems to be in trouble." Jing Jing looked at the stage with a trace of anxiety.

Ye Xu saw that compared with the good luck of shaking the light, Wang Xiu's luck was really not very good. He happened to meet a talented disciple with quite good strength.

The disciple looked crazy and held two sledgehammers in his hand. He looked like a battle madman and drove Wang Xiu everywhere.

It can be perceived from the momentum that the strength of the warrior holding the hammer should be like breaking the five aspects of the real world. Wang Xiu is not an opponent.

At this time, there are only six people left in the martial arts platform. The end of the victory or defeat of the two means the end of this group.

Ningcheng and others couldn't help worrying. After all, no matter how strong Wang Xiu's knife is, it is impossible to cross three realms to defeat the enemy.

I saw a sudden change on the martial arts platform.

The warrior with the hammer came with a sledgehammer. Wang Xiu did not dodge. He turned his back to the warrior, but the knife in his hand cut off another warrior.

In an instant, the sword Qi was vertical and horizontal, and the essence was bright. The warrior's chest was cut into a big wound and lost consciousness in an instant.

At the same time, Wang Xiu was hit hard in the back by a sledgehammer!

"Boom!"

The huge impact knocked Wang Xiu down with the railing of the martial arts platform. Wang Xiu vomited blood in his mouth, struggled with a knife, and the crazy hammer fell again!

Ye Xu's body moved suddenly. The next second he appeared next to Wang Xiu and caught the sledgehammer with one hand.

"The battle of six groups of fighting platforms is over."

Ye Xu shook his hand, shook the sledgehammer to the rear and looked at the manager of the martial arts club.

An old man in ink robe among the managers said, "yes, it's really over. When there were only six people on the field, the martial artist named Wang Xiu defeated one person. According to the rules, the rest were promoted."

Ye Xu thanked the old man in ink robe here and wanted to take Wang Xiu down. However, the man with the sledgehammer complained, "why did you interfere in the duel between me and Wang Xiu?"

"How dare you fight against so many opponents with low strength?" Ye Xu sneered: "why don't you fight with Li Hetian?"

Li Hetian is not a disciple of the sect, but he is the son of Tianjiao, who both Qinglian sect and flaming sect want but can't. Even if there is no strong martial arts, there is still no enemy among the young generation of Taipingshan by relying on their talents different from ordinary people.

"Er..." the warrior of the sledgehammer was speechless. He lowered his head and seemed to be thinking about the possibility of fighting with Li Hetian.

Ye Xu ignored it and ended up with Wang Xiu. Anyway, Wang Xiu was also qualified. It was more important to cultivate students and maintain interest.

When the two battles are over, there are only soul billion left on Ye Xu's side.

"The fourth group battle where Hun Yi is also over, but..."

Shaking light and others looked at it silently. There was no soul billion among the five people standing. Could it be that the boy was still sleeping with the body of the wounded warrior?