I, the first son, became a woman

But in comparison, there is still a slight gap after all!

But these are not problems.

The contest is about to begin.

The martial arts arena, which was like boiling water just now, also began to quiet down bit by bit.

In the end, there was almost complete silence.

Only occasionally there were a few small comments, which quickly disappeared.

Everyone focused their attention on the arena in the middle.

Waiting for the start of the first contest of the leader meeting.

Li Yayan and Xia Lingqiu who were still arguing just now.

At this moment, they all quieted down, sitting quietly waiting for something.

Xia Juan licked her slightly dry lips.

She adjusted her posture and was just about to concentrate on watching the game.

Suddenly, she heard something behind her.

"Um?!"

For some reason, Xia Juan had a unique feeling inexplicably.

She turned away.

I found a man with a mask sitting behind me at some point.

This person hides his body under the coat, so that the figure cannot be seen.

The mask on his face is made of steel.

It seems to have a chilling aura.

But the aura revealed by this person himself was not so violent.

At this moment, he was raising his head, looking at the arena below without moving.

He didn't look in Xia Juan's direction at all.

"This guy……?!"

Frowning, Xia Juan was about to meditate when a voice interrupted him.

"Huh? Juan'er, what's going on?!"

Xia Huaimu next to him seemed to have noticed Xia Juan's distraction, and turned his head in doubt.

She glanced at the masked man and glanced lightly.

Seemingly too lazy to care, he looked at Xia Juan again.

"it's okay no problem……"

Shaking his head thoughtfully, Xia Juan came back to his senses.

"It's just that I suddenly lost my mind just now."

"By the way, Second Sister, has the martial arts competition started?"

Xia Juan asked.

Xia Huaimu just turned his head to look at the competition platform below.

Beside him, Li Yayan had already stretched out her hand, patted Xia Juan's arm, took a step ahead, and spoke softly.

"Xia Juan, it's started!"

Nodding his head, he looked at Li Yayan's hand on his arm.

Xia Juan struggled for a while, and finally decided to leave everything behind for the time being.

Focus on the present.

She focused on the game.

But I saw only the martial arts stage in the Condensation Realm area.

At some point, two young men who seemed to be in their 20s were already standing.

One of them looked handsome and personable.

This man has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and stands upright with a bee waist and ape back, he can be called a handsome man.

On his body, a flame condensed by mana kept rising.

Contain the whole body in a ball of ghostly fire, it is unfathomable!

On the opposite side, there is a man who looks big and round, with a strong back.

A much uglier looking guy.

This person had a hideous face, with a scar running across his entire face.

It looks full of evil spirits, which makes people's teeth cold.

He held two large axes in his hands, and it seemed that they both weighed at least a hundred catties.

With that ax going down, I'm afraid there will be an ax mark on the ground!

"Xia Juan, who do you think will win?!"

Beside him, Li Yayan touched her nose, and suddenly spoke.

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"Are these two...?"

Touching his chin, he looked back and forth between the two thoughtfully.

With Xia Juan's current strength, she can tell [-]% to [-]% of the immortal cultivators who are also in the Condensation Realm.

After hesitating for a while, he nodded.

Xia Juan pointed at the handsome man who looked handsome.

"This man's mana is profound, and the power contained in his fist is infinitely tyrannical."

"On the contrary, the muscular man with the scar on the opposite side looks like a bear."

"But in fact, this person's base is unstable, and his mana is sparse and ordinary."

Xia Juan rolled his eyes, and immediately expressed his conclusion.

"So, do you think that young master will win?!"

Li Yayan listened to Xia Juan's words, and cast her eyes suspiciously.

"Look."

Xia Juan smiled slightly, confident.

"I'm afraid that within three moves, the muscular man with the scar will be defeated in one fell swoop!"

Xia Juan just finished speaking.

There was also the sound of drumming on the competition platform below.

Contest, start!

Xia Juan closed his mouth and stopped talking immediately.

But to be honest, although these two people are both in the Condensation Realm.

But that son's strength is far above the scarred muscular man.

In this regard, Xia Juan believes that as long as the strength reaches a certain level, people will be able to do so.

You can easily see it!

Therefore, Xia Juan was not interested in this kind of competition without any suspense.

It's just that I have to stay in this martial arts field all day today,

Sitting still is boring.

Leaning quietly on the seat, Xia Juan looked around.

At this moment, on the competition platform below.

The handsome young master and the muscular man with the scar are on the left and the right.

The two bastards looked at Mung Dou and stared at each other in place, as if they were waiting for something.

Suddenly, the young master gave a contemptuous smile and shook the fan in his hand.

"Stupid, three tricks!"

The young master held out three fingers and looked at him arrogantly.

"Huh?! What do you mean?!"

The muscular man with the scar frowned, confused, as if he didn't understand the meaning of the other party's actions at all.

"Within three moves."

Close the folding fan in his hand, the young master stood with his hands behind his back, condescending.

"Kill you within three strokes! Give Yang all your ashes!"

"What?! You skinny monkey! How dare you underestimate me?!"

Enraged by the young master, the muscular man with the scar immediately roared.

He clenched his fists tightly, and in an instant the giant fist, the size of a casserole pot, was aimed at the young master who was much thinner in comparison.

"Humph!"

With a cold smile, he kept pretending.

The son turned around wickedly, and suddenly jumped onto the arm of the muscular man with the scar.

"What?! Come down for me!!"

The other hand reached out quickly, about to grab the opponent.

However, the young man had already reacted.

"Big waves wash the sand!"

The folding fan in his hand suddenly flicked vigorously, and a rose condensed by power unexpectedly bloomed.

"It is my kindness as a perfectionist to let you fail gracefully!"

Countless hairsprings on the wrist suddenly flew out.

The fist of the muscular man with the scar hadn't dropped yet.

Suddenly, the whole person was instantly bound by a force, completely motionless.

"I said three tricks, just three tricks!"

Soaring into the air, a flash in the palm.

In an instant, there was an ever-changing palm print aimed at the scarred muscular man.

"Hmph, real men never look back!"

Xie Mei smiled.

Before the palm fell down, the young master had already turned around and landed firmly on the ground.

"In this battle, there is no suspense about the outcome."

"My young master is going out, say three tricks, just three tricks!"

He proudly shook the folding fan in his hand.

A huge explosion came from behind, directly engulfing the entire competition arena.

This young master seems to be determined that the opponent will not be able to stand up at all, and he is full of confidence in his own strength.