"The first game of the first round of the knockout round, Yin Evil Sect, Zhou Taisheng!"

As Xuanyuan Lie announced the results, the Yanhuang Domain martial artist named Zhang Ye walked out of the ring gloomily. It's frustrating to go all the way to the knockout rounds only to be eliminated in the first round. But this is the game, the strength is not good and there is not enough luck, so you can only be eliminated early. On the other hand, Zhou Tai, the victorious Demon Dao Martial Artist, was full of joy and strode back to the waiting area, obviously, as the first person among all the players to advance to the top 50, he was in a good mood.

"In the second game of the knockout round, please draw the two players with the number two to play!"

Soon, the second game began.

This time, there was a Bright Domain martial artist and an elite disciple from the Yanhuang Temple, and there were only a few "Enlightenment" realm martial artists who could enter the top 100 on the left and right, this elite disciple of the Yanhuang Temple was relatively eye-catching, but no matter how eye-catching it was, it couldn't help him win, because the Bright Domain martial artist who was his opponent was a spirit fighter (Ming Dao). After fighting with his opponent with a fluke mentality, this elite disciple was blown away by a punch without accident.

Then, the third pair came on the field with a demon dao martial artist in the early stage of the "Ming Dao" and a martial artist in the early stage of the Spirit Fighting Master, the strength of the two sides was quite close, it can be said that it was inseparable, for a while, you came and went in the ring, and the battle was extremely fierce. This battle lasted for half an hour, and in the end, it was the Demon Dao Martial Artist who was superior, narrowly winning with one move, and had the last laugh.

"In the fourth game of the knockout round, please draw the two players with the number four to play!"

"Brother Qin, it's my turn!" Ling Xiaoyun slowly stood up.

"Hmm!" Qin Yue nodded lightly, without saying too much. In his opinion, with Ling Xiaoyun's strength, as long as his luck is not too bad, there is no pressure to advance to the second round of the knockout round.

However, not everyone thought like Qin Yue, for example, Ling Xiaoyun's current opponent, Zhu Tao, the fourth-ranked true disciple of the Yanhuang Temple Heavenly Temple. As the fourth-ranked true disciple of the Heavenly Temple, the strength of this Zhu Tao can be imagined, the cultivation of the middle stage of the "Ming Dao" realm is in the forefront among all the participating martial artists, and the whole person just stands casually in the ring, and he overpowers Ling Xiaoyun in terms of momentum.

"Second Senior Brother, how many moves do you think this kid can do in the hands of Fourth Senior Brother?" In the waiting area, Zheng Xinghe glanced at Ling Xiaoyun on the field with a playful face, and then looked at Xuanyuan Jue Tiandao beside him.

"Maybe I can hold up three or five moves!" Xuanyuan said indifferently.

"Hehe, this kid participated in the 'Young Master Competition' eighty percent in order to show his face in front of Senior Sister Mingyue, and now, he finally got lucky to enter the knockout round, if he can't even pass the first round, I see what kind of face he still has to pursue Senior Sister Mingyue!" Zheng Xinghe sneered.

"Heh~ There are always some people in this world who don't have self-knowledge, aren't they?" Xuanyuan Juetian smiled coldly.

For Ling Xiaoyun's repeated ignorance of his warnings, although he didn't say anything, he was still quite angry in his heart. After all, Yan Mingyue can already be regarded as his future sister-in-law in a sense. And Ling Xiaoyun actually maintained an ambiguous relationship with his future sister-in-law, and his face would not be bright when this matter came out. If Ling Xiaoyun knew the difficulty and retreated after this time, if he was still so uninteresting, then he couldn't say it, he would have to give him some color in person.

"Second Senior Sister, don't worry, I believe Xiaoyun will not be defeated!" On the other side, Mu Chenfeng said confidently to Yan Mingyue, who was sitting next to him.

"Who said I was worried about him? What does it matter to me whether he wins or loses? Yan Mingyue glared at him coldly. However, having said that, anyone could see the concern for Ling Xiaoyun in her eyes.

"Uh, okay!" Mu Chenfeng shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and secretly smiled bitterly in his heart. Obviously, there is one thing in mind, but on the surface it is another, and the creature of a woman is really unpredictable. Fortunately, he had already made up his mind not to find any Taoist companions in this life, otherwise, he would have to be emaciated just to deal with these messy things, and how could he have time to cultivate martial arts.

On the martial arts platform, Ling Xiaoyun and Zhu Tao stood a hundred feet apart.

"What, aren't you ready to throw in the towel?" Zhu Tao squinted his eyes and said.

Ling Xiaoyun glanced at him lightly and shook his head: "I'm thinking, I need to use a few tricks to defeat you!" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, not only Zhu Tao's face changed, but even everyone watching the battle couldn't help but roll their eyes, feeling that Ling Xiaoyun was not ashamed to speak, and said wildly, what kind of person is Zhu Tao, the fourth true disciple of the Heavenly Temple, and the cultivation in the middle of the "Ming Dao" is even more of the best of the younger generation, if it weren't for the fact that there are too many super geniuses participating in this session, he must be a popular candidate to compete for the top ten, despite this, no one dares to guarantee that he does not have the strength to compete for the top ten, but there are not a few people in the top who are eye-catching.

"Haha!"

As if hearing the funniest joke, Zhu Tao looked up to the sky and laughed, and immediately, his face was pale: "Very good, I want to see how many tricks you can make to defeat me?" But before that, I've decided that I'll solve you in three moves, I don't know if you're mentally prepared! ”

"Well, I also think three moves should be enough!" Ling Xiaoyun nodded to himself and muttered to himself.

"Arrogance!"

Zhu Tao was furious, and with a flip of his right hand, hundreds of palm prints suddenly erupted, each palm was mixed with fiery red meaning, blocking the space where Ling Xiaoyun was, wanting to defeat him with one move.

For this palm, Zhu Tao has considerable confidence, because this is one of his signature tricks "Flame Liaoyuan Palm", under one palm, the palm wind is like a fire in the plain, covering a huge area, it is almost impossible to dodge, and once you can't dodge, you will inevitably face waves of powerful blows, endlessly.

He believed that Ling Xiaoyun, who was only in the early stage of the "Ming Dao", would definitely not be able to dodge this move, and once he couldn't dodge, the nightmare had just begun.

Zhu Tao guessed well, Ling Xiaoyun really couldn't dodge this palm, so he didn't choose to dodge, but rushed up against countless palm prints, turned his left hand into a sword, and with the wave of his arm, a cluster of silver-white fingers fluttered, wandering in the void, only listening to the sound of puff one by one, the fiery palm wind was actually defeated halfway, scattered into thousands of sparks, extremely gorgeous.

"What! It's so light that it's broken? ”

Zhu Tao couldn't believe his eyes, although this palm was not his most powerful move, but among martial artists of the same level, few people could break this move with skills, and when Ling Xiaoyun rushed towards him, he was still very happy, because these palm prints were not ordinary palm prints, but palm prints that would explode, just like a flame eruption, when hundreds of palm prints broke out one after another, their lethality was enough to seriously injure a martial artist in the middle of the "Ming Dao".

Not only Zhu Tao himself was stunned, but also many spectators in the stands and most of the contestants in the waiting area were also surprised. Anyone can see the power of Zhu Tao's move, even a genius martial artist of the same level as him may have to work hard, but Ling Xiaoyun, who is one level lower than him, is so easy to break through, which is really unexpected.

Among all the contestants, only a limited number of people did not show any surprised looks, including Qin Yue. In fact, he didn't know exactly what kind of strength Ling Xiaoyun was, but he had a faint premonition in his heart, Ling Xiaoyun's true strength was afraid that it would not be much worse than before he accepted the second Ancient Demon God Will Inheritance.

"Ring of Flame Starfire!"

On the ring, the form changed again, after all, Zhu Tao was a young master who could be counted, his mentality quickly adjusted, his toes touched the ground, his body swept high, his fists were pulled out from top to bottom, and the flame-like palm power turned around in the void under the action of inertia and whirling force, turning into a circle of blazing fire, and shooting towards Ling Xiaoyun.

"Heh~ I underestimate you!"

Ling Xiaoyun's eyes narrowed slightly, he could naturally see the power of the fire ring, different from the monotonous fire ring, this fire ring was composed of countless fists, it was very difficult to defeat it in one move, and if he was not careful, he would be injured by the power of the fire ring explosion, and the gains outweighed the losses.

"In that case, let's go for it!"

Standing indifferently, Ling Xiaoyun's whole body flickered, and the two rays of light, one black and one white, were constantly entwined.

"The Seven Absolute Styles of Qiankun - the Qiankun is uncertain!"

His right foot stepped forward, and Ling Xiaoyun slashed into the sky with one palm.

One black and one white, one yin and one yang, two diametrically opposed forces combined into one into a huge palm print, the energy soared, like the waves of the sea, breaking a qiē, and like a tornado hurricane, sweeping the sky, in an instant, the space was distorted, and the whole world seemed to be turned upside down.

"Boom-"

The ring of flames and the yin and yang palm prints collided suddenly, and the surrounding heaven and earth twitched violently, and everyone's minds buzzed. The furious energy radiated in all directions, and exploded violently, actually shaking the protective shield on the edge of the martial arts platform into a flash of light, and there was a hidden sign of failure.

"Wow Kick ......"

In the center of the explosion of energy, a figure couldn't stop its footsteps, and retreated sharply again and again. Everyone looked at it intently and found that it was Zhu Tao who had cultivated to a higher level and was actually suffering from this trick. Moreover, just as Zhu Tao was flying and retreating, another figure that seemed to be following through the air at a faster speed than him, and came to Zhu Tao in an instant.

"Not good!" Zhu Tao was shocked. He suffered a lot of losses from the hard touch just now, at this time, the qi and blood in his body were still churning violently, and he couldn't launch an effective counterattack at all, and suddenly, he could only reluctantly wave his hands and shoot at Ling Xiaoyun in a panic, but he was still a step slower.

A miserable scream sounded, and everyone saw that Zhu Tao was like a dead shrimp, bounced out, and smashed into the shield on the edge of the martial fighting platform, and then there was a bang, and he fell heavily on the martial fighting platform.

Three moves, it's really just three moves, Zhu Tao, the fourth-ranked true disciple of the Heavenly Temple, defeated!