Returning to his position, Yuan Long breathed a sigh of relief in his heart because of his opponent's abstention, and the air pressure emanating from him had no intention of being put away at all, and even the air around him seemed to drop several degrees.

The players sitting next to him spontaneously moved to their surrounding positions, vacating the seats next to him.

"In the third matchup of the third round, No. 2 Zou Dali faced No. 11 Yuan Long. ”

I don't know if it was intentional, Yuan Long was drawn again, and this time the opponent did not abstain before the competition began. Yuan Long held the spirit stone in his hand, and the blue light that shone from the spirit stone was almost at its peak.

"He has already reached the seventh order of the Spirit Mist Level, is he another genius person, but I have never seen such a person. The referee elder stared at the light on the spirit stone and pondered.

The rest of the audience was also frightened by this result, although Yuan Long did show the strength of the seventh order or above the Spirit Mist level, even so, it was still a little inadequate in the eyes of everyone if he wanted to be compared with the new stars of the generation.

However, now, his strength is extremely close to the three new stars, not to mention, he may still have some means that he has not come up with.

As his opponent in this game, Zou Dali was also extremely worried, and the spirit stone measured that his strength was between the fourth order of the spirit mist level and the fifth order of the spirit mist level, which may be okay among other players, but it was a little not enough in front of this opponent.

Zou Dali, who had lost his fighting spirit before the battle, was already weaker than the other party was even more embarrassed in the competition, and was knocked out of the ring after a few symbolic resistances.

Although he said that he had managed to keep his bottom line as a degreer, he lost very badly.

The third game ended hastily, Yuan Long got down from the martial arts stage, and still sat in his place with an angry face, but not many people paid too much attention to him, and the fourth duel was about to start.

"The fourth matchup of the third round, No. 7 Huang Mo vs. No. 15 Yun Changxia. ”

The two people who were drawn walked to the stage, Huang Mo was wearing ordinary plain clothes, and Yun Changxia was wearing a white shirt embroidered with blue and white clouds in the Yun family's usual style. After confirming the strength class of both sides, the two officially began to compete.

The scene in the martial arts stage was switched to the desert, and Huang Mo's earth-attribute aura was like a fish in water in this environment, and ten percent of his strength exerted twelve percent of the effect.

His figure stalked in the sand, making it impossible for Yun Changxia to know where he was. Even though Yun Changxia was already on guard, he was still attacked many times, and a white shirt was stained with a lot of dust.

Just when everyone thought that Huang Mo was about to win, Yun Changxia suddenly seemed to have predicted Huang Mo's movements in advance, and narrowly avoided a blow to the vital point.

At first, Huang Mo thought it was just a coincidence, but the second and third times the same situation kept appearing, which was obviously no coincidence.

Yun Changxia has broken Huang Mo's advantage in this environment, but Huang Mo's strength is not only that, after knowing that he can't take much advantage of this sneak attack, Huang Mo took the initiative to emerge from the sand.

Although I don't know how the other party knows his movements, he still occupies the initiative in this environment.

'Sand Armor'

The surface of his body was gradually covered with a layer of sand, and under the combination of aura, it turned into a hard armor, and after preparing for a head-to-head confrontation, he rushed towards Yun Changxia.

Yun Changxia hadn't moved a step since he appeared, watching the other party put on sand armor and rush towards him, with an extremely confident smile on his face.

'Beast Skill • With the Wind'

The white shirt was raised, as if a light wind was blowing, blowing off the yellow sand on the satin, and Huang Mo's fist brushed his waist, but after all, it did not touch him at all.

'Beast Skill • Bee Sting'

Yun Changxia, who had already turned to Huang Mo's back, kicked out suddenly, this was the only time he had shot in the entire game, a lightning blow that directly kicked and shattered the sand armor behind Huang Mo, penetrating Huang Mo's body protection aura.

The tremendous force that came from behind made Huang Mo fly forward, and when he landed on the soft sand, he had already lost consciousness.

"In the fourth duel, No. 15 Yun Changxia won. ”

Relying on the last elegant blow and his naturally handsome appearance, Yun Changxia once again won the voice of many people. If it weren't for the Yun family's Yun Changfeng covering his light, he would definitely become the center of the Yun family's younger generation.

"Game 6 of the third round... ”

"Round 3, Match 7... ”

The next two games, I have to say, compared with the first three, are a lot more exciting. Because of the similar strength of the two sides, no one can immediately win the other, and in such a competition, the audience and the contestants can get the most.

At this point, there are five people who have been eliminated, and the probability of drawing Mu Jingfan and a few of them among the remaining players is getting higher and higher, and everyone can't help but sweat before the contestants are revealed.

"The eighth game of the third round, No. 13 Mochen vs. No. 14 Hao Ren"

The young man stood up from his seat without waves, walked to the stage, took the spirit stone from the referee's hand, and slowly injected his aura.

The light of the spirit measuring stone changed from purple to blue, and then it was slowly lit up, with a touch of cyan in the blue, and it was obviously not far from the next level of spirit armor.

Hao Ren's strength level was at the average level, around the fifth order of the Spirit Mist level.

After the confirmation, he walked into the martial arts stage, and the extremely open plain environment was simply a stage specially created for Mochen's attack method.

However, to everyone's surprise, instead of using his previous tactics to widen the distance between the two and win through a quick arrow, Mo Chen took the initiative to rush to the other party.

"That kid, are you still drilling the horns?"

Mu Jingfan saw Mo Chen's movements and knew that the other party was still struggling with the problem of melee weakness.

However, if you just give up your advantages, it will be too late to distance yourself.

Hao Ren naturally wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity, although the strength class of the two sides was much different, but Mo Chen, who was extremely unfamiliar with hand-to-hand combat, was easily suppressed.

The young man's stubborn face was revealed in front of everyone's eyes, and no one except Mu Jingfan knew what he wanted to do. Soon, the words of some of the juniors came out.

"Usually I practice too hard, and I have broken my brain. ”

"Sure enough, it's still a child, and it's a complete waste of such a good talent. ”

"Really, the new stars are not very good people. ”

Countless undisguised and explicit sarcastic words reached the ears of several people, but they didn't have a good way to stop the gossip of these people, and the teenagers on the stage were not affected by these things.

The body method he cultivated was the Mu family's 'Cloud Hidden Step' and the Mo family's 'Dusk Tempering Style', one soft and one rigid, there was already a conflict, but Mo Chen was extremely naïve to want to combine these two body methods.

He had only just started cultivating the body method, and this level was still too early and too high for him.

'Yun Yinbu' lightly dodged Hao Ren's blow, and he wanted to immediately switch to the 'Dusk Tempering Style' to launch his own attack, but the conflict between them caused the aura in his body to riot, and he froze there all of a sudden.

Hao Ren didn't know what was going on, but he wouldn't let go of the opportunity sent by the other party, and a stormy attack followed, completely suppressing Mochen.

"Still can't do it?" Mo Chen's heart was extremely unwilling.

He has been very talented since he was a child, and he never knew what it was to hit a wall, because he could comprehend any moves and exercises very quickly, and the speed of cultivating aura was ten times faster than that of others.

He is a genius of the Mo family, one of the new stars of the generation in the mouths of everyone, and he thought that there was nothing he couldn't do.

Then he was defeated by Mu Jingfan, and it was two consecutive failures, not to mention that Mu Jingfan was only a second-order spirit mist level, which was not a big blow to him, but he never said it.

In order to be able to defeat Mu Jingfan, he began to want to strengthen his melee combat, but once again fell into a bottleneck.

But one thing he knows very well is that he doesn't want to lose, he really doesn't want to lose.

"The Mo family's arrow flow is the strongest. The elders who taught him used to say so.

'Polar Star Sends Arrows • Meteor Leaps'

The power under his feet burst out all at once, and this move, which I don't know how many times I had practiced, was already deeply reflected in Mo Chen's mind.

His figure jumped backwards like light, Hao Ren wanted to get closer, but the three arrows of light in Mochen had already struck, sealing his path forward. By the time he tried to step forward again, Ink Dust's back had already spread its wings of light, levitating in mid-air.

"It seems that I am still worried in vain. Mu Jingfan breathed a sigh of relief.

'Polestar Sends Arrows • An Inch of Hope'

The longbow in his hand shone brightly, as if a meteor crossed the sky and shot through Hao Ren's shoulder.

"Throw in the towel, you don't stand a chance. ”

Hao Ren looked at the young man in mid-air, only to realize that the other party was using himself as a whetstone to hone his skills before, and there was a resentment in his heart, and then he dissipated helplessly.

"I throw in the towel. "The other party is just a teenager who doesn't know the world, why should I blame the other party.

"In the eighth game of the third round, No. 13 Mochen won. ”

There was no surprise in the final result, and the sudden return of Mochen's style in the middle of the process also made many people breathe a sigh of relief, but the ignorant teenager who came down from the stage didn't realize how many people had sweated for themselves just now.

It's a problem that hasn't been a problem for a long time.