The fortieth round ends, and the forty-first round begins.

Ding Yang faced the golden ring.

"Thunder shook the sky!" Without the idea of temptation, Jin Huan immediately made a fierce move, aiming at the weakness of Ding Yang's body protection true qi, hoping to defeat Uncle Ding Yang with the method of thunder attack, he knew very well that Ding Yang was very suitable for a protracted battle, and if even his fast attack could not be effective, then there was no need for him to fight again.

"Although the move is fierce, it's a pity that it's a bit complicated and not pure enough! It's just a pity that I don't know how to swordsmanship......"

Shaking his head, Ding Yang had already stepped out of the direct punch, and with just one blow, he immediately hit the weakest part of the golden ring, instantly breaking the thunder and shaking the sky, without waiting for the other party to react, the strength in his body had already pierced his body protection true qi, and then the golden ring had been directly released by Ding Yang's fist and vomited blood, his face was pale like paper, and he looked at Ding Yang's eyes as if he had seen a ghost.

"Spike!"

The golden ring is not Chang Wei, Chang Wei has a strong body protection true qi Golden Ring does not have, so in front of Ding Yang, the other party is killed in seconds, anyway, the rapid boxing technique is no longer a secret, it doesn't matter how many times you use it, not to mention that the role of Wan Cangsheng and others' boxing is really limited, and the point is that Ding Yang has no intention of competing with Wan Cangsheng and others, and when he meets Tianjiao, he naturally admits defeat directly!

Not only did the younger generation gasp, but most of the monks in the audience looked dumbfounded, as if they had seen something incredible.

And Tang Feng sat on the side, but he always looked like this, for him, Ding Yang and omnipotence were too different. But he can already put on an approximate sign, and the corners of his mouth curl and he begins to look forward to how Ding Yang will play in the next game!

Jin Huan, who is known as a player who can enter the top ten, can't take a punch in Ding Yang's hand, if it was before, they must have thought it was fake news and would not choose to believe it. Now this scene is really happening in front of their eyes, and they can't help but believe it.

"How strong is Ding Yang?"

"In terms of strength and eyesight, Hua Feng, who created his own moves, is no different from a child in front of him, this is the real nirvana!"

Fei Yun's eyes were directly rounded, and her beautiful face showed a cute look that looked very similar to Sun Lili, but this appearance quickly disappeared, and the gaze at Ding Yang was like looking at a monster. The golden ring that she tried so hard to defeat couldn't even catch Ding Yang's sword, it was really ...... I'm sorry to say more.

Devouring the dragon vein qi of the golden ring, Ding Yang's dragon-shaped phantom did not grow much. It can be from seven zhang to seven zhang one, and the other party's dragon form phantom has not decreased a lot, and then Ding Yang wants to greatly increase the dragon form phantom, he must defeat the young giant with strong dragon vein and the other three young generations who are more lucky in the top ten ranks.

The final ranking match is not the same as the hunt match. There is plenty of time to take a break in between. So after not playing many times, the next day had already passed in a flash, and this night Ding Yang still entered the storage space to practice the "Tianchong Sanyuan Shang Halal Formula" that he had just waited, and the number of people who came to visit him became more and more, among which even the monks of the super sect rushed over, obviously for Ding Yang defeated the golden ring, most people still understood that Ding Yang was still hiding his strength.

It was fast to the afternoon of the third day. After defeating the three young generations of dragon-shaped phantoms who had reached more than seven zhang, Ding Yang's dragon-shaped phantom was unprecedentedly powerful, growing to about seven zhang and five. Of course, every young giant has grown, and Wan Cangsheng has reached eight zhang four. Huo Lingzi has reached seven zhang nine, Zhong Meng has seven zhang eight, the waves are seven zhang eight, Chang Wei is slightly inferior, and the gap between seven zhang six and Ding Yang is not big.

The formation monk and Liu Cheng also caught up, one was seven zhang three and the other was seven zhang four, and later Fei Yun her dragon vein phantom was seven zhang two, and the others lost too many games, none of them reached more than seven zhang, and the dragon vein qi basically converged on the top ten super players.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but at the end of the third day, exactly sixty-two rounds were played, and the remaining games were exactly nine. In the last nine rounds, the top 10 players will not meet anyone else, and there will be a lot of scenes of duels against each other, because in the first 62 rounds, 62 people have been defeated, and only nine seeded players are left except for themselves.

All the monks watching the battle were enthusiastic, and by tomorrow morning, they would be able to see the duel between the young giants, one game at a time, and they couldn't be excited.

In the early morning, the sky was just bright, and the entire Zhenlong City was boiling.

Looking down from the sky, you can see a torrent of people converging towards the competition venue in the central area, and at this time, there is still some time before the competition.

"Boss, I think you can go all out, don't have too much burden, Zhongdu is respected by strength, after all, you are not a disciple of a certain sect, even if you are too good, no one will have any crooked brains about you, and it is too late to win you over!"

In the courtyard, Tang Feng said to Ding Yang with a straight face, Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, but if this wood is an ownerless thing, then naturally no one will let this tree be destroyed by the wind, Ding Yang is like this now, he is not inferior to any force, now even if he shows his strong strength, the attitude of many forces towards him must be to win him with all their might, which Tang Feng has already thought very clearly.

Ding Yang nodded, "I'll think about this matter, so be it......" Since he participated in the Tianjiao roster competition, Ding Yang's goal has been set, he has never been in the habit of being the first, although he was greatly moved by Tang Feng's words, he quickly calmed down.

On the competition field, everyone's eyes are all focused on the top ten super players, and the other young generations have completely become a foil, and almost everyone's eyes are focused on the top ten super players at this moment, and Ding Yang is one of them.

"The thirteen judges have a very high eyesight, and the top 10 super players have not lost a single game in the previous 62 rounds, and there is no dispute about the top 10 this time."

"I thought that Jinhuan had a hope of entering the top ten, but who knew that he not only lost to the old young giants, but also lost to Fei Yun, Ding Yang, and Zheng Yuncan, and he has completely missed the top ten!"

"What to do! This year's young generation is too terrifying, after all, the background of the golden ring is lower, and compared with these super masters, he is still too far behind Lang Chuanyun. ”

In the midst of everyone's discussion, the first rays of sunlight came from the east and fell on the competition platform, and at this moment, he stood up half-length, "The sixty-third round begins. ”

The first game was not a duel between young giants, but a match between Lanyue Lou Yun 13 and Huafeng.

Yun 13 was tall and thin, with an ordinary appearance, looking about twenty-two or three years old, and his strength was much higher than the golden ring that he had originally fought against Ding Yang.

Dozens of rounds passed, and Yun 13 defeated Huafeng with difficulty.

The second game was also not a matchup of young giants, which made everyone a little disappointed, until the sixth game, two young giants came on the court, they were Liu Cheng and Fei Yun.

Liu Cheng's origin is mysterious, no one knows where he came from, his defense is very famous in many games in the front, even the big disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect have no way to break the defense, and the person in the back wants to abolish Liu Cheng's eyes, but unfortunately he is still defeated in his hands, so that everyone has a new understanding of Liu Cheng's defense.

Liu Cheng's cultivation seems to be getting stronger and stronger, and even surpasses most of his physical cultivation, even Ding Yang is slightly sideways.

As the same Tianjiao mission, although Fei Yun is not as dazzling as Wan Cangsheng's dazzling talent but not amazing, although she is not a physical cultivation, but in defense is not comparable to ordinary people, her huge potential later became one of the new young giants in one fell swoop, and with the Canghai Mingyue Body Protection Divine Skill, she defeated the Golden Ring that threatened her and ranked in the top ten.

The battle between the two aroused the interest of countless people, and everyone wanted to know whether Liu Cheng's defense was strong, or Fei Yun's Canghai Mingyue Body Protection Divine Skill was stronger.

"Please advise!" Fei Yun is still polite, clasping his hands into fists, with a touch of agility in his appearance, very beautiful, which makes the eyes of many young people present with blazing eyes, after all, there are many beautiful women, but there are very few cultivators who are so powerful......

Liu Cheng changed his usual blandness and smiled: "Originally, I didn't shoot at a weak woman, but you are not a weak woman, so I naturally don't need to keep my hand!" Your strength is good, and the Canghai Mingyue Body Protection Skill is also good, so take me a punch first. ”

Without using all kinds of powerful punches, Liu Chengchun used his own strength and true qi to blast out a domineering punch, and the punch was as strong as a mountain, and it was directly crushed out.

"Boom!!"

Fei Yun immediately punched back, he didn't despise Liu Cheng in front of him, although the other party was good at first, he didn't show how strong he was, but he didn't expect the other party to come from behind, as if the more he fought, the stronger he became, the strength was at least three times higher than when he just participated in the competition, this change made the two sides hit an equal score.

"Okay, now I want to try your killer move, how powerful that last punch is."

Liu Cheng's body pulled up, and volleyed out eighteen punches, each punch blasted out golden flames, and the qi and blood in his body had completely burned, as if he was going to burn the surrounding space, and the appearance of power made many people tremble!

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

These eighteen punches seem to be one of the killer moves of some kind of boxing technique, one move and one style without any tricks, it is completely a terrifying power and overwhelming momentum, wanting to break this chain of eighteen punches.

There are only two ways, one is to defeat Liu Cheng's fist with more powerful force, and the other is to break the move with extreme skill, but the difficulty of both of these is very high.

But Liu Cheng's fist is already powerful, and he wants to surpass him in this regard, but he has not yet achieved it with Fei Yun's strength, and the ultimate skill is more difficult, after all, when the strength reaches a certain level, it itself has the domineering ability of one force to reduce ten times, so in this case, the skill must reach another level to be able to break the opponent's eighteen punches. (To be continued......)