He Xuansheng won another game after defeating Ling Lan, and he also successfully advanced to the top four of this qualifying competition.

The other three in the top four are Luoyang Qin'er, who just defeated He Tianquan, He Haoran, who ranked first in the admission assessment, and a young man who defeated He Quan'er and Luoyang Bing one after another.

On the fourth day of the tournament, the arena was demolished around the center arena because there were only four players left.

In the end, only the huge arena in the center of the huge arena remained.

After He Xuansheng and other four players entered one after another, the big screen in front of the arena also announced the list of the top four.

As soon as the list came out, the audience at the scene fell into a state of madness.

Although He Xuansheng has the highest support rate in the odds list, and some of the previous competitions have also shown good combat power, most of the support rates are from the same person after all.

In addition, He Xuansheng's admission assessment is also mediocre, so in their eyes, what they are looking forward to the most is undoubtedly the battle between He Haoran, who ranked first in the admission assessment, and Luo Yangqin'er, who ranked second!

This is also the reason why the audience at the scene suddenly erupted in such exclamations.

The matchup table in the semifinals was He Haoran against Luoyang Qin'er, and He Xuansheng against another young man.

About ten minutes later, amid the cheers of everyone, He Haoran and Luoyang Qin'er also entered the central venue one after another, standing far away from each other, and their eyes also showed a touch of nervousness.

After all, both sides are friends who have known each other for a long time, and because there is He Xuansheng in the middle, even if they really become opponents, they dare not really make heavy moves.

After all, no matter who was injured in this scene, everyone in the He family and the Luoyang family did not want to see it.

However, there is another reason why He Haoran is nervous, that is, he is really not sure that he can defeat Luoyang Qin'er!

Cultivating himself had only broken through the level of the double and fifth turns not long ago, but Luoyang Qin'er in front of him had stayed in the realm of the two and eight turns for a while.

In addition, her own light element has no restraint ability against her water element, if she really fights, the gap between the three turns may really be irreversible!

He Haoran was nervous that he might lose too badly, but Luo Yangqin'er was nervous about whether he would really hurt He Haoran.

Even if he now has a vague relationship with He Xuansheng, after all, He Haoran and He Xuansheng are related by blood!

At that time, once the two sides hit each other, the sword has no eyes, and it really hurts the other party, will He Xuansheng be dissatisfied with himself!

"Qin'er, why don't you ...... One move to decide the winner!"

He Haoran also saw the hesitation in Luo Yang'er's eyes, and said after thinking about it.

"One move?"

Luoyang Qin'er was stunned for a moment, then nodded after thinking about it, and said, "Okay, then one move will determine the victory!"

He Haoran also exhaled lightly when he heard this, after all, if it was just a move, even if he lost, he would not lose too much shame.

The light of the spirit ring flashed, and a black spear appeared in the palm of his hand.

I saw a flash of golden light on the tip of the spear, and a golden dragon emerged from behind He Haoran, crawling slowly along the spear, a pair of forelegs standing on the tip of the spear, and staring at Luoyang Qin'er not far in front of him.

On the other side, Luo Yangqin'er also summoned his own weapon, and this weapon was not the long sword that He Xuansheng had seen in that space before, but the Luoyang family's inherited weapon since ancient times, the long whip!

The long whip was about ten meters long, and in addition to the black handle, which was about twenty centimeters long, the long whip was aqua blue throughout, and many barbs were densely distributed on the slender whip.

Luo Yangqin'er waved his right hand, and the aqua blue spiritual power emitted by himself also spread up instantly, and a slightly transparent water Jiao also slowly emerged from the long whip.

The ten families have their own ten divine soldiers, and after the baptism of the force of heaven and earth for I don't know how many years, each of these ten divine soldiers has a certain consciousness, and they have also produced different forms from each other.

After that, when the descendants of the ten families cultivated their own spiritual power, they would also deliberately transform their spiritual power into the form contained in the divine soldiers.

Just like the phantom of the golden dragon that appeared in the spear in He Haoran's battle before, the dragon is the form contained in the He family's divine soldiers, and for the Luoyang family, who are good at using water, what is contained in their divine weapons is the water Jiao.

Jiao's form is no different from that of a dragon, except that it is blue throughout.

As the two of them each burst out of their respective spiritual powers, a confrontation between the two beasts was also formed in the huge competition field for a while, each exuding a terrifying aura.

"The four laws of the dry sky, one said, through the mountains!"

"Luoyang three words, one word, Jiaoxi!"

At the sound of an order, the golden dragon and the water Jiao, who were originally hovering behind the two, also roared and rushed towards each other, colliding fiercely in the center of the competition table.

For a while, the spiritual power in the air was a little irritable, and the strong qi generated by a collision instantly roared onto the audience, and for a while, there were bursts of exclamations from the audience.

"Qin'er, win!"

He Xuansheng in the audience looked at the scene on the competition platform and smiled indifferently, and said secretly in his heart: In this last battle, since Qin'er has advanced to the finals, then I can't relax!

Saying that, He Xuansheng also turned his gaze to a blue-haired man on the other side of the audience.

For some reason, He Xuansheng couldn't feel too many spiritual power fluctuations from that man's body.

On the contrary, his cultivation may not be as good as Ling Lan, who had fought with him before, but his spiritual power was a little deeper than his own.

Perhaps feeling He Xuansheng's gaze, the man also looked at He Xuansheng.

When the two eyes collided in mid-air, the man didn't show too much surprise, but smiled at He Xuansheng, stretched out his hand and tapped the two people on the test table, and then gave a thumbs up, as if he wanted to praise the two people on the test table.

He Xuansheng also nodded in response, but he couldn't help but be a little more cautious in his heart.

Due to the existence of the white jade snail, after the previous temptation, He Xuansheng finally found out the cultivation of this young man.

Thinking that this guy had defeated He Quan'er and Luo Yangbing one after another before, He Xuansheng's face was also much more solemn.

One heavy and eight transformations, defeating two descendants of ten families one after another, this opponent is not simple!

The smoke from the collision slowly cleared, and the two people on the test bench were still standing in place.

The two looked at each other and smiled, He Haoran scratched his head, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law is really powerful, no wonder she can subdue Xuansheng's monster!"

Luoyang Qin'er didn't mind the identity of her sister-in-law, but smiled slightly and said, "Accept it!"

Looking at He Haoran, who took the initiative to admit defeat on the test stage, the audience also erupted in exclamations.

Those who pressed their GPs on Luo Yangqin'er cheered, but those who pressed their GPs on He Haoran all made regretful sounds.

Fortunately, this is still a spiritual courtyard, if there are some gladiatorial arenas outside, there will inevitably be some ugly swearing voices in the audience, and even the guys who cause them to lose money may have their lives in danger.

After the two stepped down, He Xuansheng and the blue-haired man also directly boarded the competition platform, and the last game of the semifinals officially began under the referee's order.

"Your Excellency is He Xuansheng, the son of the head of the He family, under Qi Lingxiao, give me a lot of advice!"

The blue-haired man bowed slightly to He Xuansheng and made a peer salute, and He Xuansheng also replied when he saw this, and said, "Tell me a lot!"

"It's coming!"

Qi Lingxiao made a move with his right hand, and a wooden long sword fell into his hand, and with a slight wave, a monstrous sword intent burst out in an instant, and under the impact of that sword intent, the defensive barrier shook slightly.

Sword Intent!

At present, the soul protectors who practice swords on the mainland tend to focus more on the cultivation of sword moves when cultivating, but ignore the sword intent, which seems to be ordinary but the most basic existence.

So when Qi Lingxiao in front of him took out this wooden long sword for the first time, everyone in the audience let out bursts of boos, but when he defeated He Quan'er and Luoyang Bing one after another with this wooden sword, all the students in the audience realized that the sword intent cultivated to the extreme was the same terrifying existence!

"Sword intent?"

Xing Ji Fang quietly appeared beside Tianqing and Cangqingmang, touched his chin, and said with a smile, "After so many years, I finally saw a little guy who pays attention to sword intent again!"

For the characteristics of Xing Ji Fang coming and going without a trace, Tianqing and Cangqingmang had already been accustomed to it, but Lingyao on the side was startled, and hurriedly stood up and saluted before giving up her position to Dean Xing.

Xing Ji Fang was not pretentious, and after smiling, he sat down directly next to Tianqing and the others, and looked at Qi Lingxiao's eyes on the field and quietly changed a little.

"What, interested?"

Cang Qingmang looked back at the dean, who rarely appeared in the outer courtyard, and said with a smile, "Do you need me to help you arrange it?"

"I'm sorry for you!"

Xing Ji Fang suddenly laughed twice, patted Tianqing's shoulder on the side, and said, "After so many years, my mind is finally the same as your old guy again, but I don't know if my fate will be the same as you!"

On the test platform, feeling Qi Lingxiao's monstrous sword intent, a faint white glow also appeared on the surface of He Xuansheng's body, and said, "If you want to defeat me, I advise you to take out your real weapon!"

"Take it or not, you have to try it first!"

Saying that, Qi Lingxiao waved his right hand, and the wooden sword pointed forward, and the sword intent that was originally a little disordered suddenly condensed on both sides of Qi Lingxiao, turning into a terrifying but fierce wave of qi and rushing towards He Xuansheng.

The sleeves were windless and automatic, but in the face of the impact of this fierce wave, He Xuansheng's body did not move in the slightest, and still stood quietly in place.

That wave of qi lasted for about a full minute, and as Qi Lingxiao withdrew the wooden sword into his spirit ring, the sword intent in the sky also dissipated in an instant, and He Xuansheng's sleeves and hair that had been fluttering also returned to calm.

"Now, am I qualified to let you take out your real weapon?"

"There it is!"

Qi Lingxiao smiled faintly, the light of the spirit ring flashed, and a fierce sword intent that was more terrifying than the wooden sword instantly burst out, and the defensive barrier around the test platform was also shattered in an instant, turning into dots of spiritual power and light back into the bodies of several teachers on the side.

"Early stage of immortal products, Qingxiao!"