"Okay. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 "It's just that I'm not going to show mercy just because you haven't learned." ”

In Nangong Yue's view, giving his best to the opponent in the game is a kind of respect.

Ayin smiled understandingly.

Nangong Yue continued to attack, and Ah Yin was one level behind in terms of cultivation and experience, so he slowly couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

Nangong Yue's heart was almost done, and he released the last move.

A huge shadow of a fire dragon loomed, and the temperature within the enchantment suddenly rose suddenly, although Ah Yin was not really afraid, he actually had a burst of timidity towards the dragon power emitted by the fire dragon.

Haru, sitting below and watching, suddenly smiled.

Ah Yin only felt a restless pulse beating in her consciousness, as if something had suddenly entered her consciousness.

She uncontrollably unleashed spells she hadn't even thought of.

Still, there was no warning. There is still no trace.

The spells that Qing studied were always so rough and mysterious.

Ayin knew that it was a blasting spell that could blow people into powder. So, in the eyes of onlookers, it is always so abrupt.

However, this time, Nangong Yue seemed to obviously feel a powerful power fluctuation, silently approaching him and surrounding him.

There was a slight hint of consternation between his brows.

But before he could realize what this spell could do, in the blink of an eye, he was already outside the barrier.

The entire audience was dumbfounded.

Because of the scene everyone saw, it was really Nangong Yue who first released a dragon with the shadow of a fire dragon. Then Ayin didn't do anything on his side, and Nangong Yue came out of the ring all of a sudden.

It's a weird picture.

Even the head of the family, Zhenjun, had a hint of surprise flashing on his face. His expression faded quickly for a moment, and he reverted to an iceberg-like person.

He secretly glanced at Luo Yan, and Luo Yan's face was not happy, but he just looked straight at Ah Yin, and his eyes turned out to be worried. He thought about it, but didn't know why.

On the stage, the referee was taken aback for a long time, and Fang said, "The winner of the sixth game is Ayin, a disciple of the Nine Elders of the Lingyin Sect. ”

There was silence in the audience.

Ayin stepped off the stage, and Luo Yan and Trace smiled at her successively to congratulate her.

The head of the sect, Zhenjun, looked at Nangong Yue and asked softly, "We are outside the field, and our divine sense cannot penetrate the enchantment. You should know better than we do in the field. ”

Nangong Yue immediately understood, bowed his head and said, "The disciple did detect Xiao Yi and Ayin's tricks, and he was convinced. ”

The head of the sect Zhenjun paused, but still couldn't help asking: "Then describe it, what trick is it?" ”

Nangong Yue thought about it for a moment and said, "It's a very strong, very domineering fire-based spell. I hadn't met it before, but ...... I should be able to imagine that this is a spell that can kill people in an instant, but leave no trace. ”

The head of the sect did not respond, for a long time, and waved his hand.

It reminded him of a person.

He swept his gaze to Ayin. I thought to myself, is there really any connection between these two people?

The race continued, and the sun was unconsciously moving westward.

At the end of the sixth round of the competition, only about sixty percent of the disciples who participated in the last round of the competition remained.

However, in the square of Shan Hu Peak, more and more people gathered.

Everyone has high expectations for the final round of competition and rankings, and wants to hear it for the first time.

Especially the first few games will determine the top 20 of the entire competition.

The seventh round of the draw will begin immediately.

There were only six disciples who won five wins and one loss.

In addition to Ayin, Trace, and Xiaoyi, there are also Fanxiang of the Confucian faction, Duanmu Xuan, and Guihai Cedar of the Lingyin faction.

Obviously, the Lingyin Sect has become the biggest winner of this year's Four Nations Test. Among the top seven, three places have been steadily occupied, not to mention that Ah Yin and Trace are both newcomers who are participating in the competition for the first time, so they can give the Lingyin faction a long face. The big disciples and junior disciples of the head of the True Monarch all entered, and they were even more satisfied and had nothing to say.

The Sujin sect didn't care that there were no disciples among these six people. Because Qianhuan has already won the first place, the second to seventh place ranking is not a big loss even if it is not contested.

In addition, Fanxiang's squeezing into the top seven was beyond everyone's expectations. So someone concluded that she was able to get five wins, in addition to strength, signing is also a factor.

As for the strong players in the last competition, Wen Yujun, Xiao Zhen, Qianhao, Nangong Yue, Lin Wu, etc., they all accumulated two defeats and ranked in the second echelon. This time, they will not be drawn.

The draw has officially begun.

The first batch to jump out of the box was a sign with five wins and one defeat.

"In the first game, Duanmu Xuan, a disciple of Mingguang Zhenjun of the Confucian Sect, faced Fan Xiang, a disciple of Elder Baiyue of the Confucian Sect."

As soon as this sign came out, I only heard a burst of scolding my father and mother from the Confucian faction.

"What a lot! Such rubbish! ”

"What bullshit! Do you have to fight your own people? ”

"Can't you change it?"

The referee glanced at them and said coldly: "Since the rules don't say that you can't fight your own sect, this sign is valid." ”

So an arc of light flashed in his hand, and the sticks of Duanmu Xuan and Fanxiang were automatically spliced together and pasted on the competition version.

Everyone saw the consequences of opposing the sign, that is, they were ignored by the referee, so they shut up one after another, daring to be angry and not daring to speak.

The referee proceeds to read the next pair of signatures.

"In the second game, Ah Yin, the disciple of the Nine Elders of the Lingyin Sect, against ......" When the verdict was pronounced here, he couldn't stand it anymore, and he cursed secretly in his heart, Fang announced, "...... The head of the Lingyin Sect, the true monarch disciple. ”

This one is also an infighting of the same sect.

On the side of the Lingyin Sect, there was also silence for a while.

But after the silence, the reaction of the Lingyin Sect turned out to be diametrically opposed to that of the Confucian Sect.

"Wow, it's Senior Sister Ayin, Senior Brother Trace, it's so exciting!"

"The little couple went on stage to fight! It must be interesting! ”

"It's hilarious!"

"There's a good show to watch!"

"I don't know if Senior Brother Scar wins, will he be punished for kneeling on the washboard when he goes back!"

Lingyin sent you to talk about it sentence by sentence, and the more I talked, the more excited I became, and I couldn't wait for the game between Ayin and Scar to start immediately.

Elder Wen couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but scold with a straight face: "Little rabbit cubs, you know gossip all day long!" Can you learn from other people's Confucian style? ”

The disciples of the Lingyin Sect suddenly fell silent.

Ayin and Trace looked at each other.

Traces smiled and said to Ayin, "I'm looking forward to it." ”

At this time, there are thousands of words to say, but they can't compete with this simple sentence.

Ayin smiled and nodded: "Me too." ”

Another arc flashed, and in the palm of the referee's hand, something strange happened.

The two sticks don't fit together. (To be continued.) )