"The top 10 of the freshman competition has been born, and the next challenge will begin. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Jiang Yi, who had just returned from the restaurant, stood in ring number one and announced.

"Each person only has one chance to challenge, and if the challenger does not defeat the other party within a quarter of an hour, it is considered a failure, and there is only one hour to challenge the challenge, okay, you guys, I'll go" Jiang Yi yawned.

"Senior Brother Night, I think there will be a place for you in the top three this time, congratulations to Senior Brother Night first. Ye Ze'an congratulated.

Ye Zixiao smiled and shook her head and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Ye, for Ji Yan." ”

started the competition early in the morning, and now it is almost sunset, and the original three-day competition was forced to be pressed by Jiang Yi to one day, and everyone still has a lot of resentment towards Jiang Yi.

"Number one, number seventy-four, number one hundred fifty-four, number one hundred and ninety, number two hundred and thirty-five, number two hundred and seventy-one, number three hundred and twenty, number three hundred and fifty-three, number three hundred and seventy-four, number four hundred and five, go to ring number one to ten in the order of recitation. Jing Shuo said slowly.

Ten people went to the ring one after another, but except for Ye Zixiao, the rest of the people were more or less tired, after all, the three-day game was suppressed to one day, and they couldn't help but be tired.

Ye Zixiao's gaze swept over the rest of the guards, Tuoba Zongtian, Jing Yu, and the fire demon were all there.

"I'm going to challenge the number three ring. ”

"Ring Seven is mine. ”

"I'll do the number eight ring. ”

"Number one, please advise!"

"Ring No. 4, please advise!"

……

In an instant, ten boys and girls jumped onto the top of the ten rings and began to attack.

The one who challenged Ye Zixiao was a cold teenager, and the boy looked at Ye Zixiao like a poisonous snake since he came on stage, as if he was looking for a flaw in Ye Zishino.

Finally, the young man made a move, his right hand was raised slightly, and in an instant, two flying needles that were dark but with two points of cold light flew towards Ye Zixiao

Ye Zixiao took out the piano and began to close her eyes and stroke the piano quietly.

When the flying needle flew to the place where the night purple light was three feet away, it stopped, and as soon as the sound of the piano sounded, the flying needle was instantly bounced away.

Hearing the sound of the piano, the cold young man remembered that he seemed to have underestimated the other party, and he thought that Ye Zixiao was proficient in close combat.

And now I found out that the other party is a qin cultivator, who is good at attacking from afar and is good at illusion.

The cold boy struck again, this time he rushed towards Ye Zixiao at a very fast speed, and he didn't know when an extra slender sword appeared in his hand.

The three dark poisonous needles flew towards Ye Zixiao again, and still did not enter the three-foot land of Ye Zixiao, but the cold young man didn't care whether the poisonous needle successfully pierced Ye Zixiao, what he cared about was whether the sword could pierce Ye Zixiao's three-foot absolute defense, and the slender tip of the sword instantly reached the three-foot land of Night Zixiao.

The sword stagnated, but the cold boy was still moving forward, the sword instantly bent to the shape of a bow, and then the young man had a few more needles in his hand again, and the flying needles still did not pierce Ye Zixiao's three-foot absolute defense.

The boy borrowed the elastic force of the sword to instantly retreat about three feet, the boy did a backflip, holding a long sword, the tip of the sword supported the weight of the boy, and then the sword body bent again, the long sword swung again, and the boy rose to the sky, like a meteorite falling from the sky to the night purple stab.

And the left hand that did not hold the sword was a few dark poisonous needles, and the poisonous needles stabbed towards Ye Zixiaofei.

Ye Zixiao's three-foot defense this time was finally broken, and the young man instantly flew towards the top of Ye Zixiao's head, and three poisonous needles also stabbed towards Ye Zixiao's chest.

Ye Zixiao didn't seem to notice, and continued to hook the strings slowly.

Ye Ze'an's eyes in the audience were a little solemn, because he knew this young man, the young man's name was Leng Fei Han, and he was called Leng Gongzi.

Leng Feihan is good at hidden weapons, good at using poison, his swordsmanship and sword are biased, and he is good at observing the weaknesses of his opponents, so he is also a well-known existence in the younger generation of the Holy Domain, and his reputation is on par with that of fire demons, Jing pardon, and Tuoba Zongtian.

At the moment when Ye Ze'an was thinking, the form in the ring had changed.

The sound of the piano gradually sounded, Leng Feihan was knocked away in an instant, the tip of the sword hit the ground again, the sword swung again, Leng Feihan flipped in the air, and slowly landed, and there were no external injuries, and the internal injuries were unknown.

Ye Zixiao looked at Leng Feihan on the opposite side with some surprise, because he didn't exist in the previous game.

Even after night, Zixiao still admired Leng Feihan very much, because there were really not many people who could let him use his true strength.

Leng Feihan's eyes are also full of solemnity, and there is a trace of fanaticism in the solemnity, that is, the fanaticism of finding an opponent.

"Leng Fei Han" Leng Fei Leng said coldly, as if he thought that the other party was qualified to know his name, so he told Ye Zixiao.

"Night Zixiao" Night Zixiao naturally understands its meaning, and it is also a bland reply.

Both of them are indifferent personalities and don't like to talk much, so the two continue to look at each other coldly, waiting for each other to make a move, waiting for each other to break through.

The rest of the people who watched a few rings also slowly gathered around the No. 1 ring, after all, Leng Gongzi, there is a person who does not lose to Leng Gongzi, and the competition is more beautiful than the rest of the rings.

Leng Feihan pointed his sword at the sky, and a sad breath began to spread slowly, but everyone who stood within ten feet of the ring seemed to have a sad and sad feeling.

Seeing this, Ye Ze'an lost his voice and said, "Sword intent!"

Sword intent only people who have achieved the unity of man and sword have sword intent, sword intent sword through its meaning, sword with its meaning, that is, sword intent, and people who can have sword intent are all people who have been chanting swordsmanship for ten years, a hundred years or even a thousand years, so Ye Ze'an was shocked.

"This move was created by me, and its name is the Death Heart Sword, do you dare to take it?" Leng Feihan said indifferently.

Jing Shuo and the people in the audience were instantly shocked, they didn't expect Leng Feihan to be such a genius, he had already created his own spiritual skills at a young age, and he didn't seem to be weak, he was really a genius.

"But," Yashino replied.

After the word of Night Zixiao, the desolate aura between heaven and earth increased instantly, and the desolate aura of the sky turned into a small yellow sword, and finally condensed into a huge sword and slashed towards Ye Zixiao.

Night Zixiao stroked the strings, the sound of the piano condensed the sword, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and a white giant sword condensed by Night Zixiao exuded a powerful white sword, which instantly collided with the yellow giant sword.

"Boom"

There was a huge roar, and the sword qi mixed with sadness scattered in the fierceness, so that Jing Shuo in the ring also had to use the aura to defend, and the people around the ring were also forced back by this sword qi for more than ten zhang.

Leng Feihan couldn't help but be surprised, he thought that the other party would use illusions, but the other party used a sword, and the other party's sword attainment was higher than his own.

Ye Zixiao was also a little surprised, and the cold sword and people were not expected by Ye Zixiao.

Leng Feihan's Death Sword did not cause damage to Ye Zixiao after all, and he lost this game.

"You give me a sword, I give you a song, do you dare to take it?" Ye Zixiao asked lightly.

"Please give me a song," Leng Feihan's eyes said feverishly.