On this day, elder Gu Zhizhong led Su Moxuan, Yun Yifei and Heita, the three cultivators of various cultivation levels selected by Yunhuo Peak, to the spacious platform of the main peak. At this time, there were many cultivators around the platform, all of whom were core disciples of the Four Peaks. The inner disciples did not have the right to come to the main peak here, and even the core disciples did not have any trouble and were not allowed to come here.

At this time, the elders of the other three peaks had already arrived at the center of the platform. There were three monks standing behind each elder, so naturally the three monks selected from their mountain peaks.

"Since Elder Gu is here, let's start," Elder Lu Tianfeng said with a smile.

"Okay", the other three elders naturally had no objection.

"As for the competition rules, it is that it is not possible to always use auxiliary means such as talismans. Spiritual beasts can naturally use it. After one side loses or admits the defeat, the other side is not allowed to attack again. Just decide the winner and lose. It is forbidden to kill maliciously..." Lu Tianfeng introduced a few more words and started the competition.

The first thing to be conducted was a competition at the early stage of foundation building. The monks from the Black Tower and the other three peaks stood up. Elder Lu Tianfeng made four labels temporarily, and asked the four to draw them separately and divided them into groups to compete.

"Is it so casual? The Four Peaks Competition is not as grand as the selection of core disciples." Yun Yifei thought to himself, and it seemed that the Four Peaks Competition was like a joke.

"Okay, two monks who got serial number one stayed on the platform to compete," Lu Tianfeng continued, and retreated with the three elders and other monks, leaving only the Black Tower and an old man with a little thin body and gray hair.

"I'm going down to the Hei Tower, my senior brother, please give me advice." Under the training of the two women, Hei Tower is very polite.

"Young brother, you are polite, I am Zhou Aoqi from Tiansuifeng," Zhou Aoqi returned to courteously.

"The competition begins", Lv Tianfeng announced.

"Senior Brother, be careful." The black tower's body instantly filled up, and its body bounced out at a fast speed. It swung its fist in the air and smashed it hard at Zhou Aoqi.

When the competition was announced, Zhou Aoqi immediately used a chain magic weapon and wrapped it towards the black tower.

Whether Zhou Aoqi was intentional or unintentional, the chain of ropes was also considered a kind of magic weapon to restrain the brute force of the Black Tower.

"Hmph", the Black Tower attack was inconvenient, and spiritual fist shadows condensed from the fist, and swung them out in a row. In an instant, more than a dozen solid fist shadows attacked the cable chain.

"Bang bang bang..."

The muffled sound was endless, and the cable chain magic weapon was swaying due to attack and had been intercepted. After this moment of delay, the Black Tower rushed to not far from Zhou Aoqi.

"Swoosh"

A crystal-clear sword whistled out and slashed towards the Black Tower.

"when"

Black Tower waved its fist to meet it, and a giant hammer appeared in its hand, striking the long sword, making a harsh metallic impact.

As the two magic weapons collided, the long sword flew backwards, and the Black Tower's forward body shook for a few times, and had to stop.

The black tower continued to rush out, and Zhou Aoqi's body ejected backwards. At the same time, the chain magic weapon wiped out the fist shadow and attacked directly towards the black tower.

"Swoosh"

Heita swung his left arm, threw out the giant hammer in his hand, and hit the cable chain hard. At the same time, he chased Zhou Aoqi with dissatisfaction.

Under Zhou Aoqi's control, the crystal-clear sword hovered and slashed hard towards the Black Tower. At the same time, the body ejected backward, maintaining a certain distance from the Black Tower.

In this way, the Black Tower pursued, Zhou Aoqi avoided, and at the same time used magic weapons to attack, so the Black Tower could not come to Zhou Aoqi's approach for a while, and the melee methods could not work.

"It seems that Zhou Aoqi knows the methods of the Black Tower this time," Yun Yifei murmured to himself.

Seeing this, Heita simply stopped rushing forward, turning attack into defense, holding the two hammers in his hand, flying up and down, intercepting the attacking chains and long sword magic weapons. For a moment, the sound of crisp metal impact was endless.

The cable chain and long sword attacked fiercely around the black tower magic weapon. The monks who watched the battle could not see the figure of the black tower inside, but it was obvious that the two magic weapons could not break through the defense of the black tower's double hammers, and the sound of metal collision continued.

"Junior Brother Hei Tower, please pay attention." Zhou Aoqi greeted him, and another small dagger magic weapon was sacrificed and joined the battle group. In this way, the battle became more intense.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding..."

Although three magic weapons surrounded the black tower, they still could not break through its double hammer defense. Zhou Aoqi not only frowned slightly.

"Crazy..."

After a quarter of an hour, Zhou Aoqi's spiritual sense and spiritual power were output to the maximum extent, but he still could not take down the Black Tower, so he changed his combat strategy. The chain magic weapon was instantly extended and wrapped around the Black Tower, and in an instant he wrapped the Black Tower firmly.

"It seems that junior brother Heita is not good anymore," the monk with Yunhuo Peak sighed.

"Oh, Brother Heita's power cannot play a role, but it's a pity to lose."

"It seems that Senior Brother Zhou Aoqi has also done some research on the methods of Brother Heita this time."

...

The monks at Yunhuo Peak sighed softly, naturally not wanting to see the Black Tower defeat.

"Senior Brother Zhou is mighty."

"Senior Brother Zhou worked harder and took down this black man in one fell swoop."

"Junior Brother Zhou really lives up to expectations. It seems that winning this game will not be a problem."

...

Some people are sad and some are happy, and the monks at Tiansuifeng are naturally happy.

Yun Yifei narrowed his eyes and looked at the fierce fighting in the field. He saw that after the cable chain magic weapon was wrapped around a certain range, it could no longer shrink inward. Inside, the crisp sound of metal impact was still endless.

"Bang"

As the black tower inside the cable chain magic weapon attacked, the fluorescence on it flashed unsteadily. After about a quarter of an hour, it was finally overwhelmed. One position broke, and the cable chain magic weapon was divided into two, and the light was lost and it was destroyed.

"Swoosh"

"Swoosh"

Two giant hammers roared out, at the extreme speed, and smashed them accurately towards Zhou Aoqi.

"when"

"when"

The instantaneous change shocked Zhou Aoqi. He suppressed the discomfort caused by the destruction of the chain magic weapon. He hurriedly controlled the long sword and the dagger to face the two giant hammers. However, with two crisp sounds of clashing, the dagger flew backwards and fell to the side, forcibly escaped from its control. The long sword magic weapon flew backwards more than ten feet under his full strength before being watched and stabilized, almost leaving its spiritual control.

Whoosh, whoosh.

Two magic weapons were still roaring, and Zhou Aoqi quickly sacrificed a defensive shield to protect him.

"when"

"when"

Two giant hammers hit the defensive magic weapon hard, and the shield shook violently. Although Zhou Aoqi's spiritual power and spiritual consciousness were output to the greatest extent, he still couldn't control it in the end, and the defensive shield crashed backwards.

Zhou Aoqi ejected from the side

At the same time, he forced himself to resist the surging sea of ​​consciousness. His spiritual consciousness moved slightly and was about to release his spiritual pet. But suddenly he saw the figure of Hei Tower opposite disappeared and shouted in his heart: "Not good."

Zhou Aoqi had only time to release a layer of spiritual power shield, and saw a figure flashing from the side, and he rushed towards his shoulders. It was the disappeared black tower.

"Bang"

Zhou Aoqi's spiritual shield collapsed in an instant, and a powerful force attacked his shoulder. Zhou Aoqi's body flew out obliquely. With the rush of blood, he couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood. After landing, he retreated more than ten feet in a row before stabilizing his body.

Zhou Aoqi felt bitter in his heart. He knew that Heita had shown mercy. Otherwise, he would have been seriously injured. He had seen Heita resist the attack of the cultivator's magic weapon with his flesh and blood.

"call"

A giant hammer roared down and smashed down on his head.

"I admit defeat," Zhou Aoqi said quickly, and the giant hammer stopped above his head the moment before he admitted defeat.

"Senior Brother Zhou Chengrang", Heita bowed with a fist and said with a smile.

"Junior Brother Heita has extraordinary methods, and I am convinced by the loss," Zhou Aoqi said with an ugly face, but he still said politely. At this time, the elders and many monks were watching, and even if they lost, they must have a demeanor.

"In the first game, Yunhuofeng won and accumulated a point," said Lu Tianfeng.

"The second competition will begin, and the two people with serial number two will go on stage to compete," Lu Tianfeng continued.

Yun Yifei noticed that the four elders were all unscathed and disgraceful, with their faces as usual. Yun Huofeng won, and Gu Zhizhong did not show any information, but he still had a listless expression like before. Yang Wengong, Tiansuifeng, did not show any displeasure, as if he was looking at something that was nothing to him.

Two monks came to the stage. The monk from Cangyun Peak was a middle-aged monk with a high-profile appearance and a steady face. The monk from Feiling Peak was a half-old Xu Nian, but had a very good temperament. Both of them were monks at the top of the third level of foundation building.

"The competition begins", after the two claimed their lives, Lu Tianfeng announced that, in fact, as old core monks, they knew each other.

The middle-aged monk at Cangyun Peak is called Huang Qianchen, and the female cultivator at Feiling Peak is called Xun Lan.

After Huang Qianchen greeted him, he sacrificed a long sword that looked simple and unpretentious. It was introverted and seemed to have no power, but there was a steady and powerful energy dormant inside it.

The magic weapon used by Xun Lan is also a magic weapon, which is only about half of the Huang Qianchen's long sword. It is slightly narrow, but it is very agile and fast.

"Dangdangdang..."

The two flying swords fought fiercely in an instant, and they were evenly matched for a while. It seemed that they could not decide the winner in a short period of time.

Despite this, the monks watched it with relish because the two flying swords fought very fiercely, Huang Qianchen's flying sword was calm and Xun Lan's flying sword was flexible, which made them more advantageous.

Not only that, the two of them had very fast flying swords and took turns to attack magic weapons, but they were all blocked by the other party.

Under the head-on battle, although Huang Qianchen's flying sword could gain a little advantage, he could not completely suppress Xun Lan's flying sword.

Xun Lan's flying sword was faster than Huang Qianchen's flying sword. He always wanted to bypass the blockade of his flying sword to attack Huang Qianchen, but every time he couldn't succeed, he was always intercepted by his flying sword.

Therefore, the two cannot decide the winner in a short period of time. After all, they can only be slightly stronger than the other party in terms of their own advantages and cannot achieve an overwhelming victory.
Chapter completed!