On the second day, Nangong Fan stepped into the attic again with Xu Kaifu and watched the fight on the same floor.

Nangong Fan is not a pedantic person, and if he has a good environment, he will naturally not go to the crowded places below to watch the martial arts meeting with the smell of sweat. But Xu Kaifu came again, he didn't expect it, he thought that except for the first day, a giant like Xu Kaifu would at least appear again in the last two finals.

The third floor is a lot empty, and the people who can climb the pavilion also have endless things to do every day, so naturally they will not be there every day, and the first day is better to give the last son of heaven a face.

At the end of this day, the Son of Heaven will not come, and those who have complicated things will naturally not come again.

The number of youth files is the same as that of youth files, and the rules are roughly the same, obviously the organizer has accurately controlled the number of people.

Nangong Fan looked at Li Taibai, who slowly walked out of the attic.

Li Taibai is naturally also the seeded player in the first stage, and he is more casual and indifferent than Nangong Fan yesterday.

When the people of the Six Cities occupied the top ten martial platforms, they slowly stepped into the first martial platform that others feared like tigers, as if they didn't know that it was difficult to get the first round here, and they did not back down and competed against each other.

But Nangong Fan suspected that Li Taibai went to the first martial arts platform just because this martial platform was closer to the attic.

Now, Nangong Fan and Li Taibai are not familiar with each other, so naturally they can't verify this slightly ridiculous idea. But this did not prevent him from watching the excitement.

There is more than one battle in the first stage, and maybe the first stage will see a dragon fight.

A contemporary elder brother from the Shushan Sword Sect, the pride of the sky who came out of the Great War in the Six Cities.

As long as both men maintain a complete victory before the final meeting, this fight will have to be fought in order to compete for the top seed in the No. 1 martial arts.

It is extremely difficult for the other people to defeat these two people, and they can't have the speed of any strength, so they all avoid the top ten martial arts and go to the back to fight for the top seed.

Except for the two players in the first martial arts, the seeded players are not very strong, and it is almost certain that this battle will happen today.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but become a little hot, in addition to his own fighting, it is also extremely beneficial for cultivators to observe the battles of others, especially if the people who are fighting are not simple, they will eventually gain something.

The blood demon also put away his usual laziness, staring at this first martial platform with a face full of expectation and thought. This was the first time Nangong Fan had seen the Blood Demon Son so interested in one thing, and he had previously suspected that even if the sun fell, the Blood Demon Son would not show the slightest interest.

Some well-informed people all set their sights on the first martial arts, and at this moment, the first martial arts platform has become the focus of everyone, the super Tianjiao who came out of the Holy Sect, and the super Tianjiao who is famous in the Shushan Sword Sect, who is better?

The sun slowly moves from the edge of the sky to the center.

But it bloomed even more with the enthusiasm of the younger generation of Tianjiao present.

Achieve a good ranking, the status of the family rises, maybe by the nobles, from then on to the pinnacle of life, if you are fortunate to be the Son of Heaven, it is a step to the sky, thirty years old is the age of starting a family, everyone has a dream, and this martial arts meeting is not their dream of the martial arts.

The first martial arts platform that attracted the attention of the spectators, the referee of the martial arts league seemed to be deliberately hanging the appetite of the eyes of all parties, and he did not see the fight between the ten seeded players for a long time, but he did not know that the referee at this time was also extremely panicked.

Holy Sect Tianjiao, every time he fights, he just slaps him at random, no matter whether he is facing the Martial Emperor or the Martial Emperor, it is a blow that flies, and even he, the peak Martial Saint, can't do it so casually.

Li Taibai seemed to be weaker than the Tianjiao of the Holy Sect, but the enemy in front of him only finished saluting the two of them, and a cyan long sword went straight to their throats, and they couldn't even see when Li Taibai took out the sword.

The referee had a faint feeling that he was not the young opponent of this junior Martial Emperor.

So the referee who is over 80 years old is sitting on wax, and it is not okay to let these two people fight, nor is it to not fight. On weekdays, he has a bit of status because of his strength, but for the first time, he feels that his strength is not good.

The sun bloomed the last afterglow, only Li Zhen and Li Taibai, the two super Tianjiao with the same surname, still maintained a proud record of all victories, and the ten players who advanced have been selected, but the seeded players in the second stage have not yet been decided.

What should come will always come, and in the warm eyes of countless people, the battle between Li Taibai and Li Zhen is inevitable after all.

Li Taibai gave birth to a lotus under his feet, and stepped into the competition platform when the referee did not speak, and smiled gently at the referee, giving people a chic but extremely comfortable feeling like a lotus blooming, so that the referee couldn't help but feel that there was nothing wrong with not speaking.

Li Taibai tilted his head slightly to look at the Holy Sect Tianjiao who was about to move in the field, his eyes were unwavering, and his face was full of indifference, "There is no need to worry about the seniors." Li Zhen, a war?"

"War. "Holy Sect Tianjiao Li Zhen stepped into the martial platform, his whole body erupted violently, and the golden spiritual power instantly enveloped the martial platform, like a newborn sun shining on the audience.

At this moment, even the afterglow of the sunset in the sky is not as dazzling as him.

Li Taibai's sword pointed downward, as if he didn't feel the momentum on Li Zhen's body, and he bowed slightly, "Li Taibai of the Shushan Sword Sect, please advise." ”

Li Zhen was full of momentum, his face was full of fighting intent, not as comfortable as when facing the opponent in front of him, and he gestured to the opponent for the first time on the martial platform, "Holy Sect Li Zhen, please advise." ”

The two did not collide as directly and violently as others thought.

Li Zhen stood in the void, a golden light rose from the back of his head, enveloping his whole body, and the people under the martial platform could only see the light in their eyes, which was more dazzling than the direct sunlight in the sky, and spread out from Li Zhen's body.

Li Taibai stood on the edge of the martial platform, the green sword in his hand moved up slightly and pointed directly at Li Zhen, the movement was extremely slow, but a sword intent burst out in this slow movement, and the people around the martial platform only felt a cold chest, as if an invisible sword pierced their chests.

But the people around him still endured all the discomfort and looked at the competition platform in front of them with wide eyes, for fear of missing a little link, even if it was just a golden light in their eyes.

But they saw a blooming green lotus blooming behind Li Taibai, and bursts of lotus fragrance permeated from it and penetrated into their mouths and noses.

They didn't see Li Taibai shrouded in golden light, but saw the indifferent green lotus, no matter how dazzling and prominent this golden light was, it couldn't hide its elegance.

The eyes of those watching the battle seemed to be a round of scorching sun rising high in the sky, baking the green lotus that bloomed on the ground.

Li Zhen's eyes were even more warlike, the momentum of the Consummation Martial Saint completely burst out, his lips were slightly open, his hands were clenched into fists, and he put them on his chest, his voice was solemn and sincere, and his eyes seemed to be closed, more like a sincere prayer than a fight.

"And God said, Let there be light!"

The voice slowly fell, the golden light became more vigorous, and the people around Wutai couldn't help but chant, "Let there be light!"

The voice went from small to loud, one person, two people, it seemed that the whole school was chanting these three simple words.

There was nothing in front of them except the dazzling light, and the two of them rose and fell in the golden light, disappearing from everyone's sight.

There were bursts of sighs in the school field, and many people felt deep regret for not being able to watch the game.

The fight between these two young men who were less than thirty years old actually gave them the feeling that the two martial arts hall owners were fighting.

The inside and outside of the martial platform are like two worlds, and the sound outside the martial platform seems to be isolated from the sky, and the two people on the martial platform are not disturbed by the outside sound at all.

Li Taibai's eyes shrank, staring at the eyes, the endless golden sunlight surging in, with a warm and comfortable feeling, without the slightest bit of anger, like the sunshine after the rain in early spring, warming the heart and spleen, making people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts, even his hand holding the sword was slightly loosened in this comfort, as if he wanted to release the long sword and throw it into the warm embrace of the sun.

Li Taibai took a deep breath, the hand holding the sword danced slightly, and a cyan lotus flower appeared on the tip of the sword.

The sword follows the hand, one move Qinglian appears, and the second moves Qinglian blooms.

A wisp of cyan sword followed Qinglian forward, and the battle between the two was like a lover's coquettishness, with a warm light, an intoxicating fragrance of flowers, and a seemingly gentle but fierce sword that spread out like petals.

The sword dances lightly, poetic and picturesque, making people feel the slightest ferocity, the two don't seem to fight again, more like painting in the void, beautiful and charming patterns appear in the blank void one by one.

The sword was sharp, and there was a piercing collision sound with the light, and the lotus fragrance was overflowing, and the light seemed to be intoxicated and gradually faded.

The picture is shattered, Li Zhen is still standing in the void in the same posture of prayer, and Li Taibai is still holding a sword and pointing directly at Li Zhen.

If it weren't for the fact that Li Zhen's hands had already fallen, and his chest turned forward, he had suspended a milky white divine staff, and there was an inconspicuous opening in the hem of his clothes.

If it weren't for the inconspicuous slight rise and fall of Li Taibai's chest, the gently trembling sword-wielding hand, and the unobtrusive drop of blood that slowly dripped from the sword-wielding right arm, the two would have looked at each other like a couple all along, as if they had never fought each other.

The sighs in the school field exploded, and they all thought that the two people on the martial arts platform had been facing each other silently like this, and they had not made any moves.

Nangong Fan slightly avoided the terrifying spiritual sense emanating from the fourth floor, condensed his weak spiritual sense into a slender straight line, and barely touched the martial platform that was not far away, and was fortunate to observe the battle between the two, and couldn't help but sigh slightly, Li Taibai suffered a little loss due to the gap in cultivation.

Nangong Fan shook his swollen head slightly, alleviating the pain of his spiritual sense intervening on the battlefield just now and almost being torn apart by the two of them, and inadvertently glanced to his side.

Xu Kaifu looked at the battle group with a smile on his face, as if the golden light condensed into a ball could not block his vision, and he could easily see through it.

The blood demon on his shoulder had a rare wave in his eyes, and he sighed faintly in his heart, Qinglian Sword Technique, he didn't run away, it was really him.

Could it be that there is really reincarnation in this world?