The third round of the competition is over.

The six winners were: Ye Haotian, Long Eighteen, Xuanyuan Hong, Han Baichuan, Fang Xiaohe, and Leng Qiulin.

The six people who failed were: Ouyang Yuxian, Ma Dongxia, Ye Haoran, Fan Jian, Xiao Shilang, and Qiao Shuyuan.

Most people thought that Zhuang Yusheng would let the two groups of winners and losers duel separately, and then decide the bottom four and the top six rankings, but Zhuang Yusheng did not arrange a competition for the losing side and directly shouted out the seventh to tenth rankings.

"Seventh place, Ma Dongxia, eighth place, Ouyang Yuxian, ninth place, Ye Haoran, tenth place, Qiao Shuyuan. ”

There is not much dissatisfaction and objection to this kind of ranking, neither the parties nor the onlookers.

Ma Dongxia's strength is obvious to all, although he suffered a huge consumption and some minor injuries in the battle with Ye Haotian, he is still the most powerful one among the six.

Among the four, only Ouyang Yuxian was the weakest, but her injuries were the lightest, although Ye Haoran and Qiao Shuyuan had passed the four realms, they had lost the strength to fight again, not to mention Ouyang Yuxian, even an ordinary person who couldn't practice could easily defeat them.

In this kind of ranking battle, even if the two of them are not convinced, they can only keep their mouths shut helplessly.

As for Fan Jian and Xiao Shilang, they had already been knocked unconscious by their opponents in the previous competition and were taken away by the clergy for treatment.

The onlookers are not concerned about who is ranked seventh or tenth, they are eager to see who can win the first place in this year's ranking competition, more precisely, they want to see whether Ye Haotian, who can even be defeated by Ma Dongxia, can continue to win in the next competition.

After a short break, Zhuang Yusheng shouted out the list of the fourth round of battles.

"Han Baichuan, to Leng Qiulin. ”

"I throw in the towel!"

As soon as Zhuang Yusheng's words fell, Leng Qiulin, who had lost the strength to fight again, immediately announced that he would withdraw from the competition.

"Dragon Eighteen, the other party Xiaohe. ”

"I also throw in the towel. ”

After seeing Fang Xiaohe's terrifying fire spell, Long Eighteen consciously did not continue to be strong.

In the fight with Fan Jian, Long Eighteen was extremely injured, and he was able to continue watching thanks to the care of those clergy, as for the reason for his special care, it was because of the Long family's financial resources or the bravery he showed in the last battle, it is unknown.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Haotian and Xuanyuan Hong.

By now, even a real idiot has seen Zhuang Yusheng's special 'care' for Ye Haotian.

It's just that they're used to it.

Or rather, already numb.

And the eyes of many more people show an almost fanatical expectation.

Picking four masters in a row, can Ye Haotian still win?

"You, you're very strong, so, so I won't fight this battle, and I won't keep my hands. ”

Xuanyuan Hong's cheeks were flushed with drunkenness, he held the trident in one hand, the wine bag in his hand was already hanging on his waist, and he stumbled at Ye Haotian.

Ye Haotian raised his sword as a salute: "The battle of rankings should be like this." ”

"I, I came from the Diaoyu Island in the East China Sea, 8,000 miles away, and entered the temple to practice, for, in order to give, to win glory for the clansmen, today's first, the first I am determined to win. Xuanyuan Hong said again.

"There was only one person in the first place, and we thought the same thing. Ye Haotian said in a calm voice.

Xuanyuan Hong burped: "I, the name of the gun I use, is called Poke Ri, two long zhang, weighing three hundred, three hundred and thirty-three pounds." The gun that I practiced, the marksmanship is "Breaking the Waves Whale Hunting Gun", one shot out, yes, there is a force of 5,000 catties, a full blow, 20,000 catties, you, what about you?"

The onlookers were dumbfounded.

There are rules in the cultivation world, and one of the most basic is not to casually inquire about other people's exercises and combat skills, because these things are often closely related to the life of cultivators, Xuanyuan Hong not only reported his own family, told his weapon skills and power, but also asked Ye Haotian in front of so many people, which is a ridiculous idiot behavior in the eyes of anyone.

Especially at this time, the two were still in a hostile position.

Ye Haotian frowned slightly, stared at Xuanyuan Hong's face for a moment, and said, "The knife I used was given by the master, and it weighed thirteen catties and two taels. Originally, I didn't have a name, but I was later named by an old man I respected: Chop Constantly. ”

"What's the name?"

Someone around burst out laughing.

In the cultivation world, all weapons that are a little famous have their own names, and these names are often extremely domineering, which not only makes the weapon appear high-grade but also increases the user's prestige and momentum.

'Chopping constantly' is very earthy and old-fashioned, and a normal refiner would never give his work such a tensionless and vulgar name.

Many people think that Ye Haotian is teasing Xuanyuan Hong, after all, this is a competition arena for ranking matches, not a chatter between friends.

Xuanyuan Hong didn't laugh.

He nodded seriously: "Okay, good name." ”

Ye Haotian bowed slightly, the image of the steel hammer flashed in his mind, and an inexplicable sadness suddenly appeared in his heart, he continued: "The exercises and martial arts I practice are quite messy, if I have to give a name to the sword technique I am good at...... Let's call it 'Shadow Chopping'. ”

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"Chopping shadow? Giggles, I'm really laughing to death, Ye Wuying, this is the good apprentice you taught, knowing that your name is Ye Wuying, but he has a demon slaying, does the hidden meaning mean that sooner or later he will kill you, the master?"

In a dark corner at the top of this hillside, a faint mist shrouded the space within a radius of more than ten meters, and a woman's coquettish laughter suddenly came from the mist.

"Night Charm, no one treats you as a dumb person if you don't speak. ”

The voice of the shadowless indifference of the night sounded in the mist.

"Yo, what's the matter, are you still angry? It's Ye Haotian who gave him the name, why are you angry with me? However, your baby apprentice is really good, much better than my ones, I'm very interested in him." ”

"You'd better not hit his mind!"

"Are you afraid that your sister is not charming enough to impress him?, or are you afraid that after he becomes obsessed with his sister, he will no longer recognize you as a master?" the woman said with a smile.

Ye Wuying snorted coldly: "Don't think that your natural charm is effective for everyone. ”

"Then do you dare to make a bet with me, a month, at most a month, I will get Ye Haotian to my bed, do you dare?" the woman continued to say coquettishly.

"What if you lose?"

"If you lose, my sister will promise you the thing you mentioned last month, and help you kill people!"

"Well, that's what you mean. ”

"What if you lose?" the woman asked rhetorically.

""Water Cloud Jue" belongs to you. ”

"Happy!"

The woman's dissolute laughter came out of the mist.

It was only when she laughed most happily that a low, hoarse voice sounded in the corner of the fog.

"Night Charm, don't be too happy, if you want "Shuiyun Jue", let's wait for Ye Haotian to go to the last game alive, don't forget, there is more than one person who wants to kill him. ”