While.

A sword flew out of the ring and landed on the ground.

Mu Lang's blade was taken off, and when he was startled, the crimson tip of the sword was already in front of his throat, and he believed that as long as he moved slightly, the tip of the sword would stab into his throat before he could dodge.

With the matter of Ren Li's death, he was extremely nervous, as if this sword stabbed down, and the teleportation power of the formation would not be activated, making him give away his life.

In fact, after that, after one side gains the upper hand, it generally does not stab the blade into the opponent's vital point, and everyone is afraid of causing trouble.

For no reason, no one wants to take the life of another student.

Therefore, Jing Xue only stopped the tip of her sword in front of Mu Lang's neck, and looked at him quietly with beautiful eyes, waiting for him to admit defeat.

Mu Lang's eyes stared down at the tip of the sword, he didn't dare to move, raised his hands, made a gesture of surrender, moved his Adam's apple back a little, and said with difficulty: "I admit defeat." ”

"I conceded. "Jingxue put the cherry sword into the sheath.

Mu Lang glanced at Jingxue in amazement.

This girl, Zhong Tiandi's beautiful beauty, and so young, is her strength surpassing him.

You know, his strength and swordsmanship are not easy to come by?

A hint of bitterness appeared in his eyes, and he immediately jumped out of the ring to pick up the sword that had fallen to the ground.

"It's so strong. ”

Ursa's brown eyes looked up in awe at the still snow on the stage.

He had fought against Mu Lang just now, even if he tried his best, he could never win the other party, in the face of this kind of opponent, this girl named Jingxue could still maintain an absolute advantage, which was beyond his expectations.

"Awesome, awesome. ”

Ursas was amazed in his heart, looked at Jingxue, looked at Chutian again, and thought: "These two are very good, no wonder they are close, they are really a match made in heaven." ”

As a student from the northern lands, Ursa's gaze was different from that of ordinary students.

The warriors of the northern land don't pay much attention to ethereal things such as qualifications, and only value the strength in front of them.

You are not strong enough, you died in the wind and snow as early as in the tempering with heaven and earth, and died in the cold and freezing, who will care if your qualifications are excellent?

Therefore, ordinary people would despise Chu Tian's qualifications, but Ursas would not, he only knew that Chu Tian's strength was very strong, and even Ren Li, who had been ranked seventeenth, was not his opponent.

Compared with ordinary students, students from the northern land like Ursas are less twists and turns, and more upright and simple.

After defeating Mu Lang, Jingxue continued to challenge the 80th-ranked player.

Of course, before the competition, she also bathed in the power of the immortal weapon once, and returned to her peak state before starting the competition.

For newcomers with potential who have succeeded in challenging them, Elder Fengtian has always been stingy in attracting the power of immortal weapons.

Although he has a rigid personality and doesn't like students with Jingxue's personality very much, he will not let the balance of justice unreasonably shift because of his own preferences.

Even if he doesn't like this person, but if the other party gets it, he won't deduct it at all, he has always been like this.

In the other ring, the battle between Yang Que and Latour has come to an end.

After a collision, the ground of the ring cracked one after another.

Although the crack is not big, it has made many viewers and mentors who know the inside story dumbfounded.

They knew that the performance of the formations set up in the ring was extremely extraordinary, and generally speaking, it was almost impossible for a battle at the level of the Void Pill Realm to make the slightest crack in the ring.

There is only one reason why cracks appear.

To a certain extent, the battle between these two people has surpassed the level of the Void Dan Realm and reached the level of the Reality Dan Realm.

Although they have not yet undergone the Fourth Transformation, their cultivation is still within the scope of the Void Dan Realm, but their strength has reached or approached the Level of the Fourth Transformation.

In other words, the cultivation of the Void Dan Realm broke out into a battle at the level of the Void Dan Realm.

Otherwise, the ring is protected by a formation, and it is impossible for so many cracks to appear.

In the ring where the cracks were everywhere, Yang Que held the cyan giant sword on the ground with his left hand, his right sleeve was empty, panting like a cow, beads of sweat dripped down his resolute face, but his eyes were staring at the opposite side, although he was tired, his fighting spirit was undiminished.

His left sleeve had already burst, revealing the well-developed muscles of his left arm, with extremely exaggerated bulges, each muscle seemed to be filled with explosive power, and his left arm seemed to have a deformed beauty.

People who see this arm can't help but suddenly realize while being in awe of its power.

Only such a muscular arm could wield the Rusi heavy sword with one arm, and the ancient giant sword, although they had not held it in their own hands, they also knew that it must be very heavy.

Anyone with a little eyesight can judge how heavy the ancient sword in Yang Que's hand is from the previous battle, and if the idle strong want to use that sword, it is like a three-year-old child who wants to dance a hundred-pound hammer, which is immeasurable, childish and ridiculous.

Opposite him, Latour, who also had a huge stick on the ground, was no better, his face was red, he gasped for breath, and every air flow was exhaled, stirring the air to form a strong wind, and the simple breath felt amazing.

Of course, this is a talent unique to the Horn Clan, with strong breathing and patience.

However, with such patience, they have become the tired appearance they are now, and you can imagine how fierce the battle between the two sides was.

After gasping, the two of them were in a slightly better state, and the two eyes looked at each other fiercely, and neither of them would give in.

This battle determines the third place this time, and it is very important, so they are naturally unwilling to give up.

When the eyes collided, there seemed to be invisible sparks.

Although invisible, the audience and the players present seemed to be able to feel their existence, feel the strong fighting spirit that permeated the ring and continued to spread, and were infected by it, many students looked at these two people, and their blood was boiling, and they sincerely admired and regretted.

It is a pity that with their strength, it is impossible to fight to such an extent.

Because of this, I admire and admire more, and when I see the fierce battle, the blood in my chest will boil.

It's like a pot of water boiling over a raging flame.

That may be too banal.

It's inevitable that the boots are tickling, and the meaning is still unfinished.

It should be said that a pot of oil was boiled.

"One move determines the winner. In the eyes of each other, there was silence, and Yang Que opened his mouth lightly, breaking the silence.

Although his face is pale, the fighting spirit is endlessly hot, and the audience can feel it, and as his opponent, Latour can feel it even more.

"Okay, you and I will both strike the strongest blow. Latour nodded as well.

A terrifying aura rose from Yang Que's body.

His wide excellence flutters with the wind.

The placket hunts and hunts.

However, the muscles of the left arm swelled even more, and the bronze giant sword was slowly lifted, and the powerful vitality was like a surging river, passing through the meridians in its body, reaching the left arm, and pouring into the left hand giant sword, the power of the flesh, the power of heaven and earth was also the same as the vitality, and at the same time injected into the bronze giant sword in the hand.

Airplanes.

Buzz.

A violent sword roar resounded.

It starts out violently, then gradually becomes less intense, and then fades away.

But in the end, even the terrifying aura rising around Yang Que's body stopped, his fierce gaze returned to flatness, and the trembling sword body in his left hand stopped trembling, without any sword roar sounding, and no energy fluctuations leaked out.

If there is a change, it is that the cyan on the blade is a little deeper.

It was as if this sword had all his vitality, physical power, and the power of heaven and earth at the same time.

At the same time, opposite him, Latu raised his head to the sky and roared like a bull, and above the opposite horns above his head, a touch of scarlet suddenly appeared.

With the change of color of the opposite corner, his aura became more terrifying, and before he could attack, the ground in the ring was broken and shook, and at the same time, the giant stick in his hand changed, and the outline became irregular, as if it had become an Optimus Prime, he held the stone pillar of Optimus in front of him with both hands, and his eyes looked at Yang Que, and his fighting spirit was like fire.

The two shouted in unison, their figures flashed, and they appeared in the center of the ring, exerting their strength, as if the bronze giant sword that had absorbed all of Yang Que's energy collided head-on with the Optimus Stone Pillar in Yang Que's hand.

A furious shockwave spreads.

The formation on the ground activated, and the protective light spread violently, trying his best to stop the shock wave.

However, it failed.

A complete failure.

The crack had spread at an alarming rate, and the entire ring seemed to have been flattened, and countless pieces of rubble fluttered in the air, affected by the subsequent spreading fluctuations, turning pieces into powder, and then into billowing smoke and dust that enveloped the field.

As soon as the billowing smoke and dust dispersed, many eyes were full of longing to look away.

They all know that this blow will determine who will fall third this time.

So, Latour vs. Yang Que, who wins and who loses?