The First Saint of Dan Dao

"Each contestant draws a number between 1 and 20. Each number is held by two people, and the person with the same number will be the opponent in this duel.

The order of the competition is arranged according to the draw numbers.

Now please invite the talented person holding number one to the stage!" Fang Wentian said loudly.

Liu Zhi gritted his teeth and walked onto the stage with the sign in hand.

Tang Yan glanced around and saw Yao Yuan standing up with a smile on his face at the seat next to Yu Cheng.

The onlookers were stunned when they saw the two people appear on the stage, followed by a burst of laughter.

"That's the number one person in Yuncheng, and the person opposite him is Yao Yuan from Yucheng."

"Don't underestimate Young Master Liu. A few days ago, he hit Yao Yuan's palm with his face more than a dozen times!"

"Yuncheng is not only weak in strength, but also has bad luck. They will lose face in the first battle!"

"..."

When Liu Zhixin saw his opponent, he was also shocked. Yao Yuan had left a psychological shadow in his heart.

"If one side admits defeat, the other side is prohibited from continuing to attack. The game begins!" Fang Wentian ordered loudly.

"Mr. Liu, we meet again." Yao Yuan laughed, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Hmph!" Liu Zhi snorted coldly, but he was obviously lacking in confidence.

"Are you going to just admit defeat or let me slap you down like last time?" Yao Yuan continued to mock.

"Recognize your mother!" Thinking of the humiliation he suffered last time, Liu Zhi shouted angrily and swung his fist to meet the attack.

Although Liu Zhi's strength is not good, it doesn't mean he is stupid. If you don't want to fail at the beginning, you have to exert your full strength at the beginning.

"Thunder Palm!" With a deep shout, a violent momentum burst out from Liu Zhi, and several palm shadows appeared in front of Liu Zhi.

He leaped forward suddenly and slammed towards Yao Yuan with both palms carrying strong gusts of wind.

"Oh, the first level of the Xuan rank, so strong!" Feeling Liu Zhi's strength, Yao Yuan laughed playfully, and his aura instantly increased, with all the power of the second level of the Xuan rank bursting out.

"Thousand Mile Collapse!"

With a muffled shout, Yao Yuan's Qi quickly circulated, and his clothes rustled in front of him. A mass of air that seemed to be about to explode gathered in front of Yao Yuan.

When the two men made their moves, anyone with a discerning eye could immediately predict the outcome.

Liu Zhi is of the first grade of Xuan rank, and uses martial arts of the middle grade of Huang rank.

Yao Yuan, Xuan rank 2, uses martial arts at high Huang rank.

There is a huge gap in strength and martial arts, and the winner is immediately apparent!

"Bang!" After the two men exchanged moves, Liu Zhi retreated three steps and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yao Yuan had strong combat ability. After a successful attack, without waiting for Liu Zhi to catch his breath, he quickly rushed in front of Liu Zhi and raised his hand to slap him six times.

"Snap, snap, snap, snap!"

Although Tang Yan and Lin Dongxue disliked Liu Zhi, Liu Zhi represented the face of Yuncheng in this East Region Competition.

In the first game, he was slapped in front of tens of thousands of people in the Eastern Region. The crisp sound was not just falling on Liu Zhi's face.

This slap was aimed at Yun Cheng's face!

Lin Xiao, who was sitting on the judges' stand, had a gloomy expression on his face. A raging rage was burning in his chest. He gritted his teeth and said, "Yucheng, you are so courageous!"

Hearing Lin Xiao's voice, Yucheng City Lord Yao Qian smiled and said, "Brother Lin, don't get angry. This is just a matter between young people. We can just watch."

"Hmph!" Lin Xiao snorted coldly and ignored him.

The other city lords were quite interested in watching Lin Xiao and Yao Qian quarreling. They had all heard about the previous grudges between the two cities. This time, as long as there was a duel between the disciples of Yuncheng and Yucheng, it would definitely be extremely tragic.

"I give up!" Liu Zhi shouted at the top of his voice.

"Pa!" Before Liu Zhi said this, Yao Yuan's seventh slap landed on Liu Zhi's face.

"Aren't you the number one in Yuncheng? Why are you so cowardly? You gave up right at the beginning? I haven't had enough fun yet." Yao Yuan smiled, loosened his hand that was holding Liu Zhi's neck, and walked down in a cool manner.

"This Yuncheng is too vulnerable!" Many people showed contempt on their faces.

"It's true that they've always been at the bottom of the pile, and they can't even lift a wall."

"I got slapped in the face in the first round. Yuncheng is totally embarrassed..."

Liu Zhi walked off the stage blushing and returned to his seat in Yuncheng.

Lin Dongxue looked at Liu Zhi who was coming over and sighed softly: "You better take a rest."

Liu Zhi just nodded slightly, sat on the chair and closed his eyes. It took only two minutes, but it might take a lifetime to heal.

"Yucheng Yao Yuan wins! Now, Junjie who holds number two, come up to the stage!" At this moment, an old man in a red robe has already spoken on behalf of Fang Wentian.

"Wow, Cheng Gong!" When the crowd saw the person coming on stage, they immediately caused a commotion.

Hearing many people exclaiming, Tang Yan looked towards the stage curiously. He had heard a lot about this genius, one of the four young masters of the Eastern Region, yesterday.

He was dressed in a black robe, with lips as sharp as a knife, and looked like a relatively silent person. His eyes were sharp and bright, and most people dared not look directly at them.

The player from Songcheng was named Li Yang, who was not well-known in the East Region, and only a few people from Songcheng came to cheer him up. And that weak voice was drowned out by the crowd's calls for Cheng Gong.

Naturally, Li Yang had heard of Cheng Gong's reputation, so he had a sad face as soon as he came on stage, looking as miserable as if he had lost his parents.

As the red-robed old man said the decisive battle had begun, the two men immediately rushed forward.

Husband fights with courage.

Li Yang's strength was already far behind Cheng Gong's. Now he had lost the courage to fight, and his combat effectiveness had dropped a few points.

After just a few rounds, Li Yang was defeated.

However, Li Yang's conceding the defeat was not as embarrassing as Liu Zhi's. Facing an opponent like Cheng Gong, it was reasonable for him to lose. People would not blame him, but would only lament that he was unlucky.

After the second round, the red-robed old man shouted, "Fangcheng, Cheng Gong wins! Please invite No. 3 hero to the stage!"

With the inspiring words "enter the stage", everyone was looking forward to who would appear in the third round.

"Pfft, no way, it's Yuncheng and Yucheng again!"

When they saw someone standing up, there was another uproar among the crowd.

Tang Yan also turned his head. When he saw that the one who went into battle this time was Su Wei from Yucheng, the corners of Tang Yan's mouth slightly raised. Today I will use you to wash away the shame of Yuncheng!

After seeing the people coming up this time, the city lords on the judging panel had different expressions.

Lin Xiao's face showed no emotion, and it was hard to tell whether he was in a good or bad mood. Yao Qian had a faint smile on his face, as if he was sure of victory. The other three city lords looked like they were watching a show.

The old man from Qinglong Court was looking at Tang Yan on the field with great interest.

"After all these years, no one has been able to get ten points on the sixth floor of the Juesha Building. Please don't let me down." Mo Bin thought to himself.

When Su Wei saw Tang Yan, he sighed in his heart that God was helping him. He had lost to this guy in a challenge a few days ago and was thinking about how to avenge himself, but he didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon.