The first pair on the field were two strong men with beginner cultivation of the Martial Saints, although their cultivation was low, they both tried their best to fight. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Zhan Chen silently observed, absorbing their combat experience. And in the next scene, he observed it carefully and carefully.

After a few games, Zhan Chen finally had a clear understanding of the battle between the Martial Saints, and the duel between the Martial Saints was no longer a simple competition of strength, but also a comparison of who was more skilled and flexible in the control of Zhenyuan. Battles between people with the same power may have completely different results due to the lack of proficiency in the control of the true element.

Knowing this, he stopped watching the game, but returned to his lounge to close his eyes and breathe, waiting for his first battle.

It didn't take long for him to clearly hear a voice from outside: "The next game will be played by No. 9 Yuwen Meng against No. 6 Xu Shan!"

Zhan Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and muttered, "Is it finally me?" and stood up and strode outside.

When they arrived at the arena, the audience resounded with waves of cheers, and many people could be clearly heard chanting: "Xu Shan, Xu Shan!"

Seeing this, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, I really didn't expect that he participated in a Dan Dao conference under a pseudonym, and he became famous! But sometimes this fame is really like a rein, and it will only add unnecessary trouble to himself.

"Haha, Xu Shan, we meet again!"

At this time, a voice came from the opposite side, interrupting Zhan Chen's thoughts, and he couldn't help but look at the opposite side, his opponent, a tall and mighty brute, and a little familiar.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "The two of us are really fateful!"

"Yes, that's right, it's fate that has arranged for me to defeat you, and if I defeat you, I'll be famous!" Yuwen stared at Zhan Chen greedily and licked his tongue, like a hungry tiger peeking at a lamb close at hand.

"It depends on whether you have the ability to do this!" Zhan Chen immediately drew out the Yin Yang Fish Dragon Sword and stood proudly.

Yuwen Meng took out a machete, raised it high above his head, and couldn't wait to rush forward, jumped high, and slashed at Zhan Chen's head, shouting in his mouth: "Xu Shan, go die!"

Zhan Chen just looked at him calmly and didn't move.

But the audience on the audience was secretly anxious for him: "What's wrong with Xu Shan, take it quickly! Don't stand there stupidly like a stake." ”

But Zhan Chen still went his own way, and it wasn't until the moment when Yuwen Meng's sword was about to fall on his head that he suddenly broke out, poured Zhenyuan into his sword with all his strength, and secretly shouted in his mouth: "Repulsion!"

Then a large amount of yin and yang qi was born on the sword, which swirled around his body at high speed, turning into an invisible wall of wind to protect Zhan Chen's body.

Yu Wenmeng, on the other side, thought that he could defeat Zhan Chen in one fell swoop, but he was caught off guard by a fierce gust of wind, and he suddenly lost his balance in the sky, and subconsciously wanted to retreat.

And at this moment, Zhan Chen took out his sword! The Yin Yang Fish Dragon Sword turned into a meteor and shot straight at Yu Wenmeng's throat, as if he had transcended the time limit and leaped the distance of space.

Yuwen Meng just blinked, and he felt that there seemed to be a trace of coldness coming from his neck, and then a deadly chill spread all over his body along his nerves and blood vessels, freezing his body.

"Bang dang!" The knife in Yuwenmeng's hand slammed into the ground, and the sweat on his body fell like raindrops, and he was completely afraid.

Only at this time did Zhan Chen smile slightly and say, "You lost!" Yu Wenmeng, didn't you say you were going to defeat me?"

Yuwen, who has always been arrogant, suddenly showed a trace of cowardice, he squeezed out a reluctant smile from his face, his throat squirmed for a long time, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

After a moment of silence, the audience erupted in cheers, cheering for him, and many people were even amazed: "In addition to the alchemy technique, Xu Shan's strength is also so high!

"Xu Shansheng!" Xue Guiyong announced in a loud voice.

Zhan Chen turned his head and walked towards his lounge, but at this time, there was no joy on his face after victory, because defeating the same rank was nothing, and there were middle-level Martial Saint and even high-level Martial Saint powerhouses waiting for him in the back!

The first round lasted nearly three days, but the interval between the subsequent rounds will gradually decrease, and when the competition is over, only more than 160 people will be left who have successfully qualified, and this time the number 56 will be drawn in the morning.

The next game was even more intense, and the opponent in the second battle of Zhan Chen was a strong man with a martial saint mid-level cultivation - Xie Baicheng.

On the field, Zhan Chen and Xie Baicheng just held weapons in their hands and stood opposite each other. What Zhan Chen saw from the other party's eyes was a trace of carelessness.

Yes, the gap between each level of the Martial Saint is very huge, for example, the strength of the middle level of the Martial Saint is twice that of the powerhouse of the first level of the Martial Saint, and it is almost impossible to challenge the level.

"Xu Shan, you admit defeat, I'm too lazy to bother you. Xie Baicheng said casually.

Zhan Chen was stunned for a moment and replied, "I'm sorry, there is no word 'give up' in my dictionary at all. ”

"Okay, don't blame me!" Xie Baicheng threw down a sentence, and took the lead in attacking, the long sword slashed, and immediately formed a huge sword qi more than thirty meters high, slashing towards Zhan Chen like a stormy wave, Zhan Chen's body looked so small in front of it, as if it would be swallowed up at any time.

However, Zhan Chen did not change his color, and with one sword, eighty percent of the Tai Chi sword intent and the increase of the nine rank sword products, he actually formed a sword qi that was not inferior to the other party.

The two sword qi collided fiercely in mid-air, stalemate, and finally a strong explosion occurred, forming a gust of wind, which made the two of them hunt and hunt.

Xie Baicheng's eyes flashed with surprise for a moment, he didn't expect Zhan Chen's strength to be so strong, his face finally showed a bit of solemnity, and said: "Xu Shan, I want to correct the contempt for you just now, you are an enemy I deserve to be serious." ”

"Look at the sword, the wind is broken!" Xie Baicheng's mouth bloomed with spring thunder, and the sword in his hand swung out again, and a thicker sword qi swept towards Zhan Chen, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Silent Killing Sword!" Zhan Chen's heart suddenly became arrogant, and he also went all out to cut out an evenly matched sword qi.

Seeing that the two sword qi were about to collide again, at this time, Zhan Chen suddenly saw a sneer on the corner of Xie Baicheng's mouth on the opposite side, and he felt that it was not good.

Sure enough, Xie Baicheng secretly shouted: "Change!" That sword qi quickly condensed, and finally formed a violent whirlwind ten meters high, colliding with the sword qi of the Silent Killing Sword again, tearing the sword qi of the Silent Killing Sword to pieces in a moment, and then going down unabated, attacking Zhan Chen.

"Is this the power of the True Yuan Change?" Zhan Chen was extremely shocked, obviously his sword qi was on par with Xie Baicheng in terms of strength, but in the battle, he actually lost himself, this is not a gap in strength, but a gap in quality!

"It seems that I really have to study the magic of this true element change in the future. He thought silently, but in the middle of the battle, he couldn't help but think deeply, Xie Baicheng's storm had come to him.

Zhan Chen's eyes condensed slightly, raised the Yin Yang Fish Dragon Sword, and slashed at the whirlwind in the air, while secretly shouting: "Repulsion!" actually broke the whirlwind in half.

This caused a burst of exclamation in the audience, and it was unheard of to be able to directly cut off the opponent's sword qi with a sword. Of course, they didn't know that this was not Zhan Chen's power, but the divine power of the Yin Yang Fish Dragon Sword.

"Competing with him in this way for sword qi is to attack the other's strengths with his own shortcomings, which is not good for me, he will only be passive, I must take the initiative to attack!" A fine light flashed in Zhan Chen's eyes, and he took Feihong Yingxue steps under his feet, and rushed towards Xie Baicheng as if flying.

Of course, Xie Baicheng would not let him get close, and he also took a step to maneuver with him, although his footwork was not as skilled as Zhan Chen, but he was fast in victory, and the two were at a stalemate for a while.

Time passed minute by minute, Xie Baicheng saw that Zhan Chen was as difficult as an appendage, and he was also quite annoyed in his heart, so he turned around and slashed out a few sword qi at him.

"Just now!" Zhan Chen's eyes flashed, he would not miss this opportunity to get close to him, and he stepped on the exquisite footwork in succession, making his body as light as a flying swallow, and with a few extremely fast turns, he got rid of the opponent's attacks one by one.

Xie Baicheng was stunned for a moment, his face showed a sense of disbelief, and he was deeply shocked by Zhan Chen's footwork.

And Zhan Chen seized this rare opportunity, rushed forward in one fell swoop, and pointed a sword at Xie Baicheng's right shoulder.

It was only at this time that Xie Baicheng reacted, and hurriedly swung his sword, wanting to block his blow.

"Rejection!" At this critical moment, Zhan Chen's eyes widened suddenly, and an extremely strong yin and yang cyclone erupted from the Yin Yang Fish Dragon Sword in his hand, flicking the sword swung by Xie Baicheng in one fell swoop, castration unabated, and directly pierced into his shoulder.

"Ahh

The physique of the Martial Saint is very strong, and when he reaches the middle level of the Martial Saint, he is even more like iron and steel, invulnerable, and only the Holy Soldier can cause them enough damage.

"Xie Baicheng, you admit defeat!" Zhan Chen did not pursue victory, but stood on the opposite side and persuaded him.

"No, I will never admit that I will be defeated at the hands of a martial artist who only has a Martial Saint beginner cultivation!" Xie Baicheng roared unwillingly, and endured the pain in his body, and rushed towards Zhan Chen with all his might.

"Okay, I'll accompany you to the end!" Zhan Chen also came to the spirit, and greeted him again, for himself, to be able to fight with someone who is higher than his cultivation, every minute and every second is a learning process.

Next, Zhan Chen became unhurried, using Xie Baicheng as a whetstone, constantly improving, and they fought against each other for hundreds of rounds, and Xie Baicheng finally withdrew from the game due to his injury.

"Xu Shansheng!" As Xue Guiyong's voice sounded high, Zhan Chen once again proved himself, first defeating the same level with a sword, and then leapfrogging the challenge, and finally detonated the enthusiasm of the audience, warm applause, and endless praise, like a sea of unbridled overwhelming him.

However, Zhan Chen, who was standing proudly in the center of the arena, was not intoxicated by the praise of others at this time, but was thinking: "Who will be the opponent in the next game?"