"Now, please enter the second round. The second round of the competition will start soon, and the format is the 100-person wheel challenge, which does not limit the rules of the competition, only the time of the competition. It's a total of thirty minutes, and in these thirty minutes, players can use any magical powers, even if they kill their opponents.

Because, killing is also one of the ways to win. Whoever can stay in the court before the final time will all advance to the third round. ”

Ten minutes later, it wasn't until the referee's clear game rules were read out in his ears that Yang Qiu slowly opened his eyes and walked to the middle of the field step by step.

"He is Yuan Ruofei?"

"A sword, dressed in an old-fashioned cloth robe, can't fly. Can't be wrong, he's Yuan Ruofei!"

Choosing a good open space to occupy, Yang Qiu's eyes carefully swept over the opponents around him, and found that there were almost thousands of players who entered the second round, and at a glance it was dense, and many people closest to him recognized him at once, and cast strong hostility towards him, Yang Qiu's brows furrowed.

Yang Qiu thought to himself that the reason why he came to the competition this time was to be so low-key because he didn't want his strength to be exposed too early, so that he could have the opportunity to surprise his final opponent in the finals, so as to make it easier for him to win the finals.

If there were people with the same strength as himself among these people who knew their details so early, what would they do when they reached the finals? Without a backhand, could they just rely on the two moves of the Blood Gate and the Acceleration Technique? Although those two moves were shocking enough to make the monks here dumbfounded, Yang Qiu felt that it was still not enough. It would be nice if I could have one more hole card.

"Now I declare the second round officially open, and the timing begins!"

However, time waits for no one. At this moment, suddenly the referee's second announcement sounded in his ears, Yang Qiu sighed, hurriedly put away his thoughts just now, slowly pulled the sword out of the scabbard, held it in his hand, and seriously entered the game, began to observe the movements around him, ready to wait for the opportunity to move.

"You are so majestic in the last competition just now! Yuan Ruofei! My Chen family is also mainly practicing swords, so please give me some advice!"

"Yuan Ruofei, you are too dazzling. Now many representatives of big families have begun to look at you, if I can defeat you now, then the person who will attract attention will be me, I'm sorry, don't blame me for targeting you!"

"Boy. Lao Tzu's family is mainly to practice physical fitness, just now you shouted and broke a magic weapon that would have been frowned at the beginning of the Dan period, it's really awesome! Lao Tzu asked you for a few tricks to see if your physique is stronger than Lao Tzu's family!"

At this time, suddenly three loud shouts sounded, Yang Qiu heard the sound and looked at it, only to see three figures rushing towards him without saying anything, before the words fell, these three people had already sacrificed their respective magic weapons, turning into red, yellow and blue three streamers like meteors breaking through the sky, coming straight to him from three directions, Yang Qiu's heart tightened, and his face suddenly showed a solemn color.

"Bang!"

Not daring to take it lightly, a sword slashed down a wheel the size of a basin, and saw that there were magic weapons on the left and right sides shooting out, and before it hit himself, he had already released a powerful sonic attack first, shaking his eardrums trembling steadily, Yang Qiu knew that these two magic weapons were not easy to deal with, so he quickly took a step back, put the sword horizontally in front of him, and slowly stroked.

Reciting the mantra of the Yuan family's slow swordsmanship in his heart, with the routine he comprehended, like slow motion, Yang Qiu deliberately exposed clearly visible flaws all over his body in an instant, and let those two magic weapons choose the angle and position to attack.

"Haha! Is that kid crazy? Isn't his sword famous for being fast? Why is he so slow to make a move all of a sudden?

"I think he's playing tricks, brother, let's go up and kill him! The referee said you can kill people, you don't have to keep your hands!"

"Okay!"

At this time, there was a low roar of the two people in front of him, Yang Qiu heard the contemptuous attitude of the two, and immediately smiled at the corner of his mouth, and did not explain, and continued to draw the sword in his hand at the slowest speed.

However, just when the light of the two magic weapons in front of him suddenly turned forward and backward, and he wanted to smash himself into a meat pie in the way of front and back, Yang Qiu stabbed the tip of his sword into the air, and in an instant, under the stunned gaze of the two, it was as if he had pierced the void, and at the moment of collision with the red magic weapon, with a sound of "poof!", he easily stabbed the magic weapon out of a hole.

"What!?"

Then, Yang Qiu found that the blue magic weapon behind him was already less than ten meters away from him, if he continued to fly towards him at the same speed, his head would leave home, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly tightened the sword in his hand, changed the slow swordsmanship to the fast swordsmanship, "Bang!", the oncoming magic weapon flew out like a slap ball, and fell to the person who performed the magic weapon.

Yang Qiu knew that this was not over, only to see the owner of the magic weapon raise his hand to fight at his eyes, the magic weapon that was originally the size of the palm suddenly doubled in size, with an amazing momentum, swept the wind and rushed towards him again, Yang Qiu's face suddenly showed a smug smile, the long sword in his hand tightened again, and the fast swordsmanship suddenly changed to slow swordsmanship.

The essence of the Yuan family's slow swordsmanship lies in accumulating energy, and the reason why the sword moves are outrageously slow is that the energy contained in a sword is too strong, as heavy as a mountain, and it is naturally impossible to get up fast.

"Bang!"

Then, Yang Qiu integrated all the cultivation in the middle of the Dan period into the performance of the slow sword technique, and slowly aimed the sword at the position where the magic weapon flew and stabbed it, and with a loud bang, the magic weapon was pierced in an instant.

"This ...... That's impossible...... Oh my God...... That was a magic weapon that the monks in the early stage of the Yudan period were going to do, and he could destroy it with a single sword. What kind of sword is that?"

"Yuan Ruofei is so strong. That sword is certainly not ordinary!"

"There's no mistake. My family only has this magic weapon, in order to participate in today's competition, my father specially retrieved it from the tablet of my ancestors. Unexpectedly, it will become scrap copper and rotten iron with one blow, Yuan Ruofei, you will pay me a magic weapon!"

This immediately aroused the strong dissatisfaction of the three monks, but the three of them only dared to play with their mouths, seeing that a cold light suddenly appeared in Yang Qiu's eyes, even the magic weapon was destroyed, where did they dare to fight again, they looked at each other and withdrew from the competition venue one after another, and wisely chose to give up.

"Yuan Ruofei is so strong, is he really a mid-stage cultivator?"

"I don't think it's like huh?"

"It doesn't matter if he looks like it. Won't you find out if you give it a try?"

But at the same time, this also aroused the curiosity and interest of more people around, originally after the start of the game, these people were fighting chaotically, there was no specific goal, and there was no designated plan, just to fight when they saw people, and when they saw a magic weapon flying towards them, they used magic weapons to fight, just to stay in the venue for half an hour.

Even if they were forced to perform their flying skills, these people were fighting in the sky above the specified venue, and they did not dare to fly out of the field without permission in order to show off how powerful their flying skills were, because that would be tantamount to abstaining.

It is quite difficult to hold on in the chaos, because there will be enemies attacking from all directions, many times it is impossible to prevent it, there is no time to rest at all, and often one will die on the spot if not paying attention. Therefore, many people's minds were originally very simple, but after seeing Yang Qiu's skills, many people's minds changed in an instant.

People who were afraid of Yang Qiu found that Yang Qiu's strength was too high, and if he hadn't gotten rid of Yang Qiu earlier, he wouldn't have been able to hold out for thirty minutes. It was impossible to hide, because in the other areas of the venue, there were more terrifying masters than Yang Qiu, such as Chu Fei, who was strolling around at the moment and fighting with one opponent after another, as well as the elites sent by the Zhao and Li families.

People who are not afraid of Yang Qiu feel that Yang Qiu has already established his authority in this area, defeating the three early cultivators of the Yudan Stage in an instant, if he can defeat Yang Qiu, at least he can have a rest time on the enemy's side, with the honor of defeating Yang Qiu, I am afraid that there will be few people who dare not measure themselves to challenge themselves lightly.

So, because so many people's thoughts fell on Yang Qiu all of a sudden, after seeing that Yang Qiu defeated the three of them, he didn't take the initiative to find an opponent, but instead thrust his sword into the ground and took the opportunity to rest, this was planning to drag the time for half an hour by relying on the deterrent just now, and these people were not happy for a moment.

One by one, they were either afraid, angry, or irritated, just to prove on Yang Qiu's touchstone that they were the only people who could rest assured, not Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiu felt that suddenly there was a steady stream of coercion coming from all directions, looked up and looked around, and found that these people around him were still a little jealous of him, but in an instant, he didn't know why they all rushed towards him excitedly with red eyes, sighed, picked up the sword again, and greeted it with fast swordsmanship suitable for group battles.

"Ping Pong...... Qiang Qiang Qiang ......"

Just listening to a series of crisp sounds that reverberated one after another, Yang Qiu's body was instantly engulfed by the crowd and magic weapon that was pressed by the black, and he could no longer be seen.

When many people saw this scene, they all shook their heads and expressed their disappointment at Yang Qiu's overestimation, especially the Zhao and Li families and the crown prince in the stands, who all sighed in frustration and realized that they had seen it wrong. If the sword in Yang Qiu's hand really had a sword spirit and was an unborn magic weapon, Yang Qiu would definitely not be defeated so quickly.

"It turns out that His Highness has lost his eyes. ”

But just when everyone thought that Yang Qiu had been defeated, suddenly, a neat scream rang out from the corner of the dense stands, and everyone in the stands turned their heads to look.

I saw Yang Qiu's figure rush out of the dense crowd in an instant, like a real dragon breaking through the sky, rushing to the top of the sky at a height of thousands of meters, and at the moment when Yang Qiu slowly fell, the monks who had just swallowed themselves under their feet all burst out of their chests with a blood flower, and they all fell to the ground in unison, like a pile of corpses, and a corner of the stand was instantly piled up with a bag more than ten meters high.

All the colorful magic weapons fell together, and they suddenly lost their due luster and power, and when they looked at Yang Qiu again, the disappointment of these people just now was suddenly gone, replaced by excitement and excitement that could not be concealed.

"Wow!! so handsome! It's so strong! This Yuan Ruofei's swordsmanship is simply gorgeous!

Seeing that the prince jumped up from the table excitedly because of Yang Qiu, like a child, grinning and applauding Yang Qiu, although Chu Fei defeated a larger number of enemies with a brilliant and colorful formation at the same time and won the unanimous applause of the guests in the stands, he found that the prince's eyes looked at him obviously lacked the excitement he deserved, and his face became gloomy with anger.

Damn Yang Qiu! Why isn't he dead yet? He was able to win the praise of the crown prince. I can't let him go any further, I have to find a way to stop that kid.