Chapter Ninety-Seven: Ye Rouxin

"Tang Mo, an elite disciple of the Holy Martial Martial Mansion, twenty-five years old, in the early stage of the Yuan Seed Realm, he is good at using a knife, his thick knife is a third-level middle grade, with the blessing of the True Yuan attribute, you have to be extra careful. Ye Rouxin said softly, she was beside Gu Lin, and Gu Lin could naturally hear it.

His expression moved slightly, and Gu Lin couldn't help but praise: "You know it in detail, do you know all the opponents?"

"I don't know all the opponents, it's just that the opponents who are a threat to me have been analysed by the team leader during the training camp. Ye Rouxin smiled slightly, "For example, I don't know about you, and the team leader only gave eight words." ”

"Oh, and my evaluation, what are the eight words, let's hear it?" smiled slightly, Gu Linqi said:

"The team leader said, there is not much information about this Longmen Dragon Gu, but it is ......" Ye Rouxin smiled and said: "Unfathomable, don't underestimate the enemy." ”

"Unfathomable?" Nodding slightly, Gu Lin said, "How do you know who is the strongest this time?"

"It's hard to say, you still have to compare to know, some people are very strong but not good at actual combat, and some people are unstable on the spot. Ye Rouxin pondered: "However, the disciples of the great sects are extremely stable, and they are the most difficult to deal with, such as Gu Qi of the Gu family, Jiang Wuxian of our team, and those from the Dragon Gate, you ...... , Longgu. ”

"Me?" Gu Lin smiled noncommittally, and whispered to Ye Rouxin: "I'm just here to join in the fun, see the world, and tell you one thing, in fact, I'm just a substitute for the Longmen Martial Mansion." ”

"Huh?" Ye Rouxin's mouth opened slightly, and she found that she was a little out of shape, and asked urgently: "You are the number one in the Dharma Proclamation Ceremony, and there are more powerful people in your Dragon Gate than you?"

"That's right, I'm a physical cultivator, and you know, they don't think much of it. Gu Lin snorted and changed the subject: "Then do you know, besides my brother and Jiang Wuxian, who else should pay special attention?"

"The team leader said, the disciples of the Gu family and the Longmen must be extra careful, because they have never made a name for themselves in the summer capital, so I don't know what other means there are, as for the others, you have to worry about Hongfa Temple Zhixing and Zhenlin and Yang Qingfeng and Liu Yue'er......" Ye Rouxin said curiously: "Huh, didn't your team leader tell you? Why don't you know any of this?"

Gu Lin said embarrassedly: "So, I'm not a substitute, so I didn't go to the training camp, I really don't know what you said." ”

"Huh?" Ye Rouxin's expression became even more strange.

In order to be fair, the competition area is set up for two sides, and there are three distances on the field of both sides.

Because Lingxiu is good at long-range attacks, he is most afraid of martial arts close-quarters, and if the distance between the two sides is too far and it is beneficial to Lingxiu, the distance to the enemy can be selected by the player.

Both sides can choose the closest distance to fight at the farthest distance, and of course one side can choose the close range and the other side choose the long distance.

"Both sides choose their own positions. Referee Liu Siyu and the other two sides chose to stand in a good position and said loudly: "Remember, the point is stopped, one side can terminate the game if you admit defeat, and if you are slightly injured and cause the opponent to be disabled or killed, then you will be disqualified from the game, do you both remember?"

On the field, Tang Mo nodded, indicating that he understood that his opponent was a tough young man, dressed in a short suit, exposing his arms, and there was a centipede-long knife wound on his arm.

"The two sides are named. Liu Siyu said:

Tang Mo stood at the front of the arena and said expressionlessly: "Holy Martial Martial Mansion, Tang Mo." ”

"Zhang Qiang. The elite young man spit out two words, those who are not from a family and have no team to come to the competition only need to report their names, but there is no need to say it.

"Let's go. Liu Siyu gave an order and stepped aside.

Airplanes......

Zhenyuan poured the horizontal knife, Tang Mo had already slashed out with one sword, and saw the golden inscription on the horizontal knife circulating, and the horizontal knife actually carried a little electric light.

The body of the sturdy young man lit up with white light, and a big steel axe appeared in his hand, meeting Tang Mo's horizontal knife.

Between the lightning and flint, the two weapons collided together, and an arc of electricity flashed out from Tang Mo's horizontal knife, instantly hitting the elite youth, and the elite young man snorted and retreated sharply.

How could Tang Mo give him such an opportunity?

Call......

The horizontal knife was slashed down on the head, and the fierce young man hurriedly raised the giant axe to block.

With a click, the fine steel axe was actually split in half by Tang Mo's knife, and the horizontal knife fell on the top of the young man's head and stopped steadily.

"I ...... , I throw in the towel. The sturdy young man broke out in a cold sweat and turned around and left.

Tang Mo put away his knife and stood up, and he was in the limelight for a while.

He saluted the referee slightly and strode off the field.

"This is Tang Mo!

"The disciple of the Holy Martial Martial Mansion is really extraordinary. ”

"It only took one knife to defeat Zhang Qiang, do you know that this Zhang Qiang is the third master of the Sword Society, and he is also a character, and he didn't block a single sword. ”

"Cut...... , I don't know, this is the summer capital youth elite competition, the strongest young man in the entire nine summers will come, what do you think?"

"In this time, Tang Mo was thrown out of Liuxiang Building by that person?"

"Shh......h The contestants next to him looked around, and then said cautiously: "Don't mention that evil man, disaster comes from the mouth, be careful of flying misfortune, let's watch the game." ”

Hearing someone talking around him, Gu Lin glanced at Ye Rouxin with some embarrassment, he naturally knew that the person they were talking about was referring to him, and Ye Rouxin also looked over with a smile.

Touching his nose, Gu Lin said, "Cousin Gu Lin is sometimes a little ridiculous. ”

"Is it just sometimes?" Ye Rouxin asked with a smile:

"Actually, he's been grounded recently, but he's changed a lot. Gu Lin nodded and looked at the field, and sighed lightly, but he didn't expect that there was another person he knew on the field.

"She's also in the purple area?" Gu Lin saw a purple-clothed girl flying into the field from a distance, and it was actually the treasure of the summer capital, Yang Qingfeng, the northern lion of the southern tiger and the northern lion.

A purple dress floated into the field, she held a purple inscription sword, the runes on it flashed, and her opponent on the field saw Yang Qingfeng's figure, suddenly changed his expression, paused for a moment, and said: "I admit defeat." ”

In the qualifiers, it is relatively common for one side to admit defeat, after all, the draw often encounters a situation where the strength of the two sides is very different, and the contestants are also self-aware.

After Yang Qingfeng, there were four games in a row, and the strength of both sides was not too high, the two sides came and went, it looked exciting, but the realm strength was too poor.

Finally, Liu Siyu said loudly: "Purple Nine, please play." ”

Xiang Gu Lin smiled slightly, Ye Rouxin got up and walked into the arena, her opponent was a young man holding a three-foot long sword, holding the sword and saluting her.

The referee shouted: "Both sides have names." ”

"Xia Capital Martial Arts Academy, Wang Jian. ”

"The Royal Divine Void Courtyard, Ye Rouxin. ”

Ye Rouxin came to the center of the B competition area, it stands to reason that she is a spiritual cultivator, and it is most advantageous to stand in the farthest place from the competition area, but obviously she doesn't want to take advantage of this.

This opponent named Wang Jian is naturally a martial artist, but he also stands in the middle of the first party division with great grace.

"Let's go. With the referee's order.

The white light flashed, Wang Jian's long sword was unsheathed, and he spread his body and rushed towards Ye Rouxin, the long sword rune in his hand flashed, obviously a yuan weapon.

Ye Rouxin moved at the same time, her hands quickly formed handprints, and the ice blue void light lit up in her hands, forming a ball of light, and a cold aura centered on her body and spread out in all directions.

Both hands slapped forward, a blue ripple spread out, Ye Rouxin waved her hand, and several ice spikes flew out from the light cluster, stabbing the opponent.

Wang Jian had already expected that a golden true yuan was injected into the long sword, and the long sword suddenly lit up, swinging the sword and slashing several ice spikes, and the sword was full of light.

There were a few crackling sounds, and the ice spikes controlled by Ye Rouxin were slashed one by one by Wang Jian's sword and turned into powder.

Gu Lin, who was watching the battle, had slightly small eyes and smiled slightly, Ye Rouxin's opponent was obviously not weak, it should already be a Yuan Seed Realm cultivation, and his swordsmanship was not bad, and the long sword in his hand did not leak.

However, it is obviously not Ye Rouxin's opponent.

Hearing the sound of a sword, the light in Ye Rouxin's hand shone brightly and turned into a spirit sword.

"Wow......!"

"Void Spirit Transformation! This woman is a spiritual cultivator in the late stage of the Spirit Seed Realm!"

Seeing this scene, the audience immediately erupted in admiration.

Stepping forward, Ye Rouxin actually caught up with Wang Jian, and the ice blue void spirit sword slashed out with an icy aura, slashing at the opponent with a sword.

You must know that spiritual cultivation is good at long-range attacks, and it is unwise to use martial arts to practice melee combat, and to attack long with short ones.

Wang Jian gritted his teeth, the sword was sheng, and the inscription Yuan sword slashed the void spirit sword.

The Void Spirit Sword is transformed by the Void Spirit, and if it is really infused with the True Yuan, it will inevitably crumble.

Suddenly, Wang Jian's heart tightened, he felt his body stagnate slightly, the other party's Void Spirit Sword had not fallen, and the cold brilliance had already wrapped his body.

Seeing that the Void Spirit Sword in Ye Rouxin's hand suddenly turned into an ice blue ball of light again, Ye Rouxin waved her hand violently, but her body calmly retreated.

The ice-blue ball of light flew out of her hand, took advantage of the weakness, and hit Wang Jian in the chest with a bang.

A thin layer of ice trapped Wang Jian, he ran the true yuan with all his might, let out a loud shout, shattered the thin ice, and when he raised his eyes, he saw an ice-blue long sword pointing at his face.

"I, I throw in the towel. Wang Jian let out a long sigh, the opponent only used the Void Spirit Sword to win against him, if he sacrificed the Spirit Sword, then he would not be an opponent.

"Concession. The Void Spirit Sword in Ye Rouxin's hand dissipated, saluted, and withdrew from the competition area.

Gu Lin nodded to Ye Rouxin who walked back, Ye Rouxin smiled, came to Gu Lin and sat down.

"This Gu Jian is actually not weak in the Martial Arts Academy, and he should be able to rank in the top three. Ye Rouxin said softly: "The top three of the Martial Arts Academy, Meng Xing, Luo Fan, Wang Jian, and the strength of the other disciples is average. ”

"Oh. Gu Lin responded, the qualifiers are divided into nine divisions, and the top four in each region enter the finals, so as to ensure that the strong will not be eliminated in advance, and the opponent will naturally not be too strong.

The game on the field is still the same, and it still can't attract Gu Lin's attention.

"Purple Eleven. As the referee's loud voice sounded, Gu Lin got up and walked to the competition area.

A burly man also walked into the competition area, and the big man stared at Gu Lin coldly, grinning.

"The two sides are named. ”

"United Business Gang, Ma Yong. With a fierce look in his eyes, the cruel smile on the corner of his mouth looked a little hideous, and he slapped his palm with his fist, and even added: "Boy, I hope you don't let me down." ”

In the next second, as Gu Lin reported out of the house, Dahan's smile suddenly froze on his face.

reported the fist and saluted, and listened to Gu Lin say lightly:

"Longmen Martial Mansion, Longgu. ”