Urban Super Dude

The showdown between Ximen Longyin and Fozi Wuji is interesting for another reason besides being both long-established geniuses.

That is, both of them are enthusiastic pursuers of Chunguang Loulan Miaoyi.

Because of Lan Miaoyi, the two of them were very difficult to deal with. They even fought against each other before, and the fight was red-faced, but there was no winner or loser.

This time, it is not for Lan Miaoyi, but for the first place in the martial arts competition of hundreds of sects. It is inevitable to distinguish who is strong and who is weak.

"Haha, interesting, Ximen Longyin and Fozi Wuji met."

"I heard that many geniuses have made an agreement before the competition. Whoever wins the first place in the martial arts competition of one hundred sects can own Lan Miaoyi."

"Having a hairline, Lan Miaoyi's first blood has been taken by Su Yang. Even if they win the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition, it won't change this fact."

"Fozi Wuji returned to secular life for three years for Lan Miaoyi. How much determination does this require? If he becomes the leader of the ancient martial arts alliance, he probably won't give up on Lan Miaoyi easily."

"That's not necessarily the case. Now that Buddha Zi Wuji has converted to Buddhism again, he has broken through the mortal world and returned to Bodhi Mountain. He must have let go of his obsessions."

"It's useless. Buddha Zi Wuji has not practiced Buddhism for three years. Ximen Longyin is making progress every moment. There must be a gap between the two."

"Yes, Ximen Longyin is not a simple character. He has never shown his strength in front of outsiders. As the eldest son of the Ximen family, how can he not have a trump card?"

…

Everyone looked at the two people on the ring, whispered, and stared at the ring intently, for fear of missing the wonderful scene.

not far away.

Wudang Wang Ye, Lao Duwu Linyuan, Emei Zhao Zhiruo, Wang Fugui, Jun Wuyou, Su Yang, and many other talented people are also watching.

Even the favorite to win the championship, Wang Ye Daochang, did not leave after the game this time. He was obviously interested in the battle between Fozi Wuji and Ximen Longyin.

"Priest Wang Ye, who do you think will win between the two of them?" At this time, Jun Wuyou smiled softly and took the initiative to talk to Wang Ye.

"Is there a difference?"

Wang Ye yawned and said casually: "No matter who wins, it will not affect me from winning the first place in the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition."

"This...haha!"

Jun Wuyou paused for a moment, then said in agreement: "That makes sense, so I'll congratulate Taoist Wang Ye in advance."

"You're welcome."

Wang Ye looked at Jun Wuyou, as if he hadn't woken up, and said sleepily: "Duanmu Wuyou, you don't have to deliberately make friends with me. The ancient martial arts world now is different from before."

"If your Duanmu family still wants to enslave the ancient martial arts world like before, I, Wang Ye, will be the first to refuse!"

Wang Ye suddenly opened his eyes and said seriously: "The duty of the leader of the ancient martial arts alliance is to protect the ancient martial arts world. I advise you to take care of yourself and don't use small tricks to avoid damaging the harmony!"

"hehe."

Jun Wuyou was not afraid and smiled softly: "Master Wang Ye does not need to look at our Duanmu family with colored glasses. After more than a hundred years of accumulation, the Duanmu family has already figured it out. Now we just want to fight with the ancient martial arts world. Make good friends and coexist peacefully.”

"It better be this way."

Wang Ye put his hand on his mouth, yawned, and turned to look at the ring.

"Priest Wang Ye, what do you think of Su Yang?" At this time, Jun Wuyou glanced at Su Yang in the distance and asked in a low voice.

"he?"

Wang Ye didn't even look at Su Yang and said calmly: "He's just a clown who doesn't know the heights of the sky. He's nothing to be afraid of."

"Haha, heroes see the same thing." Jun Wuyou echoed, and at the same time glanced at Su Yang provocatively.

Su Yang naturally noticed Jun Wuyou's gaze and heard the conversation between him and Wang Ye.

but.

Su Yang just raised the corners of his mouth and smiled softly, not paying much attention to it.

"Young Master Su, what are those two guys muttering about? Are they talking bad about you?" Wang Fugui came over and said.

"probably."

"Fuck!"

Wang Fugui heard this and said angrily: "How dare these two little trash talk about my brother behind his back!"

"Young Master Su, the two of us have played together since we were young. We grew up wearing the same pants. We are childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts. When he talks about you, it is equivalent to talking about me. No, I can't swallow this tone!"

With that said, Wang Fugui rolled up his sleeves and pretended to walk towards Wang Ye and Jun Wuyou.

But he was just showing off. He had just been defeated by Wang Ye, and he knew how powerful Wang Ye was, so how could he dare to go and look for trouble.

Wang Fugui knew that Su Yang would definitely hold him back, so he pretended to be impassioned.

But he miscalculated, and Su Yang had no intention of stopping him at this moment.

"Young Master Su, please don't pull me. Today I will fight with both of them!" Wang Fugui said through gritted teeth.

"I didn't stop you."

Su Yang said gratefully: "Young Master Wang, thank you for venting your anger for me. Go ahead and come on, I will cheer you up silently from behind."

"Ahem...that..."

When Wang Fugui saw this, he immediately got scared and said with a smile: "Why don't we forget it today and let them go first. After all, God has good virtues. If I hit them so hard, what a sin it would be if I beat them to death." "

"Haha, come on, Brother Fugui, don't you know how much you weigh or how much you are pretending to be?" Zhang Mugu, who was next to him, ruthlessly exposed it.

"Brother Ri, Mu Gu, do you look down on me?" Wang Fugui became anxious and gritted his teeth: "My current strength is not to say invincible, but it is also rare in the world. Beating these two little novices is not the same as torturing them. ?”

Zhang Mugu curled his lips and said, "Just brag. Wasn't it you who was kicked off the ring by Wang Ye just now?"

"I……"

Wang Fugui explained: "I was in a hurry to urinate, and I was holding it back in a panic, which affected my performance. Otherwise, it's just Wang Ye, can I pinch it with my hand?"

"Pinch it with your hand? It's amazing. He is indeed my rich brother, he is a cow!"

Zhang Mugu first complimented Wang Fugui, then turned to Wang Ye and said loudly: "Taoist Master Wang Ye, Wang Fugui said..."

"Wori!"

Wang Fugui hurriedly stepped forward and covered Zhang Mugu's mouth to prevent him from continuing to speak.

While the two were bickering, the battle between Ximen Longyin and Fozi Wuji had already begun.

boom!

boom!

boom!

For a moment, the ring was full of true energy, Buddha light shone everywhere, and the scene was very terrifying.

Ximen Longyin and Ximen Huxiao both practice the Hunyuan Divine Art.

But it can be clearly seen that Ximen Longyin is even more powerful, because he has already entered the later stage of Shenzong!

Ximen Longyin, who was in the late Shenzong period, surpassed all the contestants in the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition.

Even Wudang Wang Ye is not as good as him, but in a showdown between geniuses at this level, victory is not based on realm.

Wu Ji's methods are not weak either. Even if he has not practiced Buddhism for three years, his Buddhist power is still strong.

In this way, the two were fighting hard to separate each other, seemingly evenly matched, and the battle would not end for a while.

"Su Yang."

At this moment, in the audience, Zhao Zhiruo walked up to Su Yang holding a lotus sword...