In the middle of the battlefield, the old man said: "The first 100 to win are the tentative top 100 and the last 200, but whoever thinks he can win can choose the opponent's battle"

Hearing this rule, some of the 300 contestants fell silent.

Many people think the same thing as Li Kezhou used to think.

But when you hear the real rules, it makes some people lucky to get away with it completely.

Because if you follow your expectations and have a lot of luck in a three-person one-to-one match, this is likely to encounter a fierce duel, and the original top ten masters will be out of the game a long time ago.

Similarly, some of the lowest players can beat the lowest players to the top 100. This is clearly not in line with the original purpose of choosing disciples from the four holy places.

Under the rules, everyone is lucky. Everything depends on strength.

"The time has come! In the second round of holy election, the Bai Kui clan has officially begun......"

At the order of the old man, the whole hall fell silent.

Thousands of people watched the game.

All 300 people didn't look relaxed.

In the list of 100 people, people have already been challenged, and after 100 people, they are trying to think about who can finish a hammer with a challenge.

It's no surprise that all eyes are on the currently No. 100 player.

That's what most people think.

This man is in the 100th place. Theoretically, this should be the weakest of the top 100.

"Sound ......"

A man stood up and flashed into the scene.

This person walked into the hall and attracted the attention of millions of people, with a proud smile on the corner of his mouth, and a loud voice: "Yiyun, the son of Emperor Wu of Xichuan, challenges the first ...... "Ninety-Nine Lords"

The man wanted to say "100", but when he spoke, he felt the eyes of all the audience. He felt that some of the "100 people" had lost face and temporarily changed their mouths.

The referee is still the old man from the weak ice hockey rink who bullies.

The man seemed to know everything about the three hundred. When he saw the man appear, he nodded and said, "He Xiao!" You have the right to avoid war, but you will be condemned to defeat and you two will be replaced.

He Xiao didn't say any nonsense at all. He Xiao didn't say a word. He walked away and appeared on the scene.

This person can defeat the enemy and occupy Room 100. His strength is unquestionable.

This man is also a proud generation. When he appeared, he closed his eyes.

His voice was weak: "Are you Yiyun" I heard that you, your father, the Sword Emperor of Southern Sichuan, is somewhat famous in the world I heard that you learned a sword from your father, and the tip of the sword is "passed on"......

Yiyun heard that he was counted by the other party, and he smiled from ear to ear.

"Good!" he was concise and focused.

He Xiao closed his eyes, held his sword and said, "Great, I will close my eyes and fight with you today, if you can force me to open my eyes, you will win today!"

"What! I beheaded you, madman. ”

Yiyun couldn't imagine being despised immediately after being broken down by the other party. In a fit of rage, he raised his sword and killed it.

Li Kezhou is watching. A woman's voice sounded beside him.

"This Li Yiyun and this kind of ordinary people's swordsmanship method will inevitably lead to the disappearance of the same swordsmanship and characters.

However, the two swords were not drawn at the same time, but were formed instantaneously.

This method of sword superposition, although it is not as much as twice as strong as sword attacks, is far from being comparable to sword fighting.

Xue Dingyin nodded slightly: "Yiyun's talent is indeed very high, and the stunt of Emperor Wu of Southern Sichuan has only been achieved in the past ten years, and the three Qs are unified, and the power is doubled, this is the true biography of his father, I didn't expect that at such an age, he actually realized the mystery of the superposition of sword qi." The world is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon......"

Li Kezhou didn't say anything, just continued to look into the field.

He Xiao's swordsmanship and Shang Yiyun's "Meng" sword were indeed single-handed, and they were in a passive position at the beginning.

But this person has a judgment that no one else can understand.

He is like a fish swimming in water. No matter what the other party does, he can always make a judgment at the first time and escape safely at the first time.

For a while, the two fell into a temporary stalemate!

Li Kezhou looked at them for a while and nodded slightly: "Calling these two people geniuses is not a real shame for them, although the power of the sword is limited, it can also be seen that it is unique and exquisite."

He thought to himself that if he knew the subtle origin of the Yiyun Sword, his Kunlun Broken Sword, the divine sword of the two swords combined into one, the power of God would not be blocked.

There are thousands of kendo in the world. Every kendo has its subtleties. Kendo is neither strong nor weak. Only people are strong or weak. It's no wonder that the world's illustrious minds gather in these four holy places!

At this time, Li Kezhou became more and more insightful.

The four sacred places are where the world's kendo gathers. Here, we can learn the principles of the sword, which cannot be touched in the outside life, perfect what we have learned, and sublimate our own kendo.

If he came to Shen Lanjian and worshiped the Frost Sword Academy, it was for the sake of "the scale of the sword" in the mouth of the old ancestor in the mouth of Swallow Rock, and then when he saw all kinds of geniuses and tried his best to drop out, he found another important purpose of worshipping the Frost Sword Academy.

"For kendo, there is no future for building cars behind closed doors. "Only by integrating the strengths of a hundred schools of thought can we achieve a stronger kendo. This is also the ultimate goal of the white-clothed swordsman, who founded the Bullfrost Swordsman Academy!"

Xue Dingyin saw two people fighting in the field, and said to himself.

The battle has passed.

The curtain has finally fallen!

Although Yiyun Sword's spirit is very strong, the opponent's "wind discrimination" is too strong, and he wields no less than 100 swords, most of which are cut down in the air, without hurting the other party a penny.

On the contrary, He Xiao rarely used powerful killing tactics, always using the lowest cost to kill the opponent's sword.

For a long time, Yiyun's swordsmanship has been consumed hugely and its lethality has weakened.

Seeing the weakness of his opponent, He Xiao's methods began to be revealed. One is the end of the crossbow, the other is the means that just came out, and victory or defeat is clear.

In the end, Yiyun was defeated.

"Admit it!"

As he said, he never opened his eyes and eventually defeated his opponent. He Xiao opened his eyes with a smile.

Although Yiyun was reluctant, he had no temper. Although he admits that he is better than the other side, he can't help it. No matter how powerful the strategy is, it is futile not to cut off the other party's contact.

And the other party obviously showed mercy and did not deliberately hurt him, this person is not ignorant, thanked each other, did not say a word, and walked out of the arena!

With references, we have the power to start.

Some people think that they are far from being the match for Yiyun, and they know that they are worth £2 almost instantly, and He Xiao is only one in 99.

However, some people thought that they were much stronger than Yi Yun, and they didn't see He Xiao as a means to challenge higher-level masters.

One by one, the challengers came in.

He Xiao competed in three tournaments and was eventually defeated by the top player ranked 108, slipping from the top 100.

As for the rest, the highest challenge was number 68, which ended in failure. As for number 68, no one has the courage to challenge it.

"Why? The woman finally did it!"

Li Kezhou saw a familiar face with a smile.

"Who is this person?" "Why don't I know her? Do you know her?"

Xue Dingyin was a knowledgeable swordsman. He boasted.

(End of chapter)