Chapter 82: The Five Sects Compete for Dominance (Part II)

Lang Shiting gave a sword salute to Xu Zhong, and took the lead in swinging his sword towards Xu Zhong's door, the sword flowed with fiery red arrogance, and the sword move was both violent and fast.

On the other hand, Xu Zhong did not panic, and only raised his sword when Lang Shiting's sword approached him, and blocked it steadily.

Hearing only the sound of "ding", Lang Shiting's sword was firmly held.

Seeing this scene, Zhan Chen's gaze froze slightly, this Xu Zhong was not only able to exert the defensive power of the earth attribute to the extreme, but also could come first and resist Lang Shiting's sword.

The next battle was even more obvious, Lang Shiting's sword was as fast as a meteor, and although Xu Zhong's sword was slow, it was not far from the body, but it was also well defended, Lang Shiting couldn't attack for a long time, and he was anxious but showed a flaw, and the sword action was too big in one move, but he didn't have time to collect the sword in time, and his body stiffened for a while.

At this moment, Xu Zhong took out his sword, twisted his wrist, and with a backhand, he bounced off the sword in Lang Shiting's hand.

Lang Shiting only felt a huge force coming from his hand, and the sword was almost about to come out of his hand, so he hurriedly pinched the sword, but after this delay, the outcome was decided.

I saw Xu Zhong take advantage of the situation to raise the sword and slash at him, and the heaviness of the soil attribute on the sword was reflected, just like a small mountain falling from the Tianshan Mountain, it was really like a thunderbolt, and it was difficult to resist.

Lang Shiting, who had just stabilized the sword, subconsciously put the sword above his head, in a vain attempt to block his sword, but Xu Zhong's sword knocked down the long sword in Lang Shiting's hand, and then slashed on his body, leaving a deep blood mark.

"Ahh

This first game, it seems that the level is not high, but it gives Zhan Chen on the side a deep inspiration, in the battle, it is clear that Lang Shiting's sword speed is faster than Xu Zhong's, and Xu Zhong's sword speed is even slower than that of ordinary martial arts masters Dacheng powerhouses, but why did the result happen to be reversed?

"It seems that the 'slow' move is not necessarily a bad thing for martial arts, it can disrupt the enemy's rhythm, and at some point, 'slow' can even stop 'fast'!" Zhan Chen seemed to faintly grasp something, and couldn't help but mutter: "Slow to control fast, static braking, and skillful strength." ”

I had only heard these martial arts words in the past, but I had not thought about them carefully or practiced them in martial arts, but now it seems that I have made a big mistake.

Thinking about it, Zhan Chen's eyes became brighter and brighter, and it seemed that a new martial arts door was gradually opening in front of him.

"Xu Zhongsheng! The Huanggang faction accumulates one point. At this time, Qiu Wuya sang loudly.

The disciples of the Lanfeng Sect on the side hurriedly added a point to the bottom of the Huanggang faction.

Xu Zhong jumped and jumped off the fighting platform, he had just had a fight and needed to take a break.

In this way, there were only 9 people left in the Fire Cloud Sect, while the other sects were still full. Li Daxiao gritted his teeth with hatred, and murmured: "This is just the beginning, Huanggang faction, you wait for me!"

"Now for the next game, who will go first?" Qiu Wuya asked.

Next, one after another, there began to be one-on-one pairs of people, jumping on the fighting platform to compete, the winners rejoiced, the losers hung their heads, and the scores of various sects also rose alternately.

However, the disciples who participated in the competition basically followed the law from weak to strong, the strong disciples were hidden by the various sects and left to break out at the last moment, while the weaker disciples were arranged to challenge first.

Zhan Chen, as the second-ranked elite disciple of the Golden Elephant Sect, is now cultivating to the realm of the Great Perfection of Martial Arts, so he is naturally valued by the Sword Sword, ranking him at the bottom.

Approaching the end of the game, the battle situation gradually became anxious, and the situation of the Golden Elephant Sect was not optimistic, 7 of the 10 people had been eliminated, and finally 3 people were left, Li Jianchen, Zhan Chen and Su Yun.

Li Jianshu looked at the other sects, the Huoyun Sect was the worst, there was only 1 person left, there were 2 people left in the Rejuvenation Sect, there were 3 people left in the Huanggang Sect like his own sect, and the Flowing Water Sect was the strongest, with 4 people left.

On the scoreboard, the Golden Elephant Sect has 7 points, the Huoyun Sect has 6 points, the Rejuvenation Sect is still the worst with only 4 points, while the Huanggang Sect has 9 points, and the Flowing Water Sect has reached a full 11 points!

Thoughtful, he thought to himself: "I can't play according to the normal process anymore, otherwise, even if the last three people win all the way, if they want to surpass the Liushui Sect, the score is not enough, what should I do?"

Suddenly, he came to his senses: "At this time, the Golden Elephant Sect needs to win in a row, if you can win all the opponents with just one person, then the points will be enough!"

With his mind already decided, he turned his head and said to the three of them with a grim face: "Jian Chen, Zhan Chen, Su Yun, you have also seen the current situation, if we want to surpass the Flowing Water Sect, we must win 5 points in a row, but the remaining team members, including you, are only 13 people left, and if we want to get the first place, we can't let other sects score, especially the Flowing Water Sect!"

"Now I need one of you to play and defeat the remaining opponents one by one in a row, especially the people of the Flowing Water Sect, which of you is sure?"

The faces of the three of them were embarrassed, and they fought continuously, and regardless of whether they won or lost, the recovery of their true qi became a problem.

However, time waits for no one, and while he is talking, a game is over again, fortunately, a disciple of the Huanggang Sect has a slight advantage and wins a disciple of the Flowing Water Sect, but this still makes Li Jianshu's face change slightly, and it seems that the battle situation is urgent.

"Is it a winning streak? In addition to the three of us here, there are still 9 opponents left, that is, we have to win more than 6 or 7 games in a row to be sure of the final victory, which not only requires the support of deep and strong true qi, but also needs to have strong combat effectiveness, it seems that only I am suitable!" Zhan Chen thought secretly.

Cultivating with Ruijin True Qi, his True Qi is much stronger than that of the same level, and with the Eye of the Dao and the Great Luo Golden Body Protector, he is not afraid of any opponent of the same level.

"If anyone can do it for me, I will definitely be rewarded!" said Li Jianshu eagerly.

Zhan Chen was still conflicting in his heart, on the one hand, if he played at this time, it was likely that he would eventually be unable to defeat Li Jianchen and other masters and win the Tiger Muscle Pill because of his lack of true qi;

Thinking of this, he finally decided to recommend himself, raised his head and said to Li Jianshu: "Sect Master, I am the most suitable to go!"

Li Jianshu looked at him for a while before he asked in a low voice, "Zhan Chen, are you sure?"

Zhan Chen also looked at him and nodded calmly.

"Okay, you have to come on!"

Zhan Chen didn't say a word, turned around and jumped, jumped in the center of the Douwu platform, and shouted to the people around him: "I! Golden Elephant Sect Zhan Chen, who wants to be my opponent?!"