"Defeat me!"

Blood Terror stared at the area devoured by that sword, with the strength of his sword, Ling Chen had no reason to block it, not to be able to kill Ling Chen, but at least to cause serious injuries to the other party.

However, the next moment, after the sword faded, a figure emerged from the dust mist.

"How is that possible?"

The pupils of the bloody wind suddenly constricted, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

The target's floor had been completely shattered, and there were potholes and holes, but Ling Chen himself, except for a slight tear on his clothes and a little skin injury, Ling Chen did not have any other injuries on his body, and resisted this move almost intact.

In the moment before being hit by the sword, Ling Chen pulled out the heavy sword, and the two swords crossed in front of him, unloading most of the strength, of course, the main reason is that Ling Chen's cultivation of the orc blood refining technique, refining the Yin Dragon essence blood Ling Chen, the current physical strength, I am afraid that it is comparable to a foreign beast in the early stage of the third grade, if it is completely alienated, the physical strength will continue to increase.

"I'm defeated."

Seeing that the strongest sword moves had never defeated Ling Chen, Blood Terror also had a strong sense of frustration, even if he fought again, he would have no chance of winning.

"This sword is very powerful, if it was me half a year ago, I would have been defeated at this time."

Ling Chen put his sword into the sheath and said lightly.

He's telling the truth, if he still has the strength in the Zezhidu Sword Conference, the sword of Blood Terror Wind is enough to defeat him at that time, but his strength is improving every moment, and now, there is undoubtedly a distance between him and Blood Terror.

The young generation has unlimited potential, everyone is improving, it depends on who makes faster progress and improves more, who will become the king of the younger generation.

"It's a pity that you're not the same person you were half a year ago."

Blood Terror shook his head, and he didn't plan to drink the chicken soup given by Ling Chen, but even after he failed, he didn't have a depressed look on his face, but continued to look at Ling Chen, and agreed to fight again next time.

If you fall, you just get back up.

Failure is not terrible, the terrible thing is that after failure, it will collapse, and then it will really be over.

"Defeating two talented swordsmen in a row, it seems that this conference, Ling Chen is very likely to win the title of the first swordsman of the younger generation."

"If the Northern Snow Divine Sword is excluded, Ling Chen's opponent will only have one Heart Swordsman Feng Piao Ling left, and I estimate that Feng Piao Ling may not be Ling Chen's opponent either."

"It's difficult, the strength of these people is not what we can predict, it's not good, what unknown hole cards are hidden by them, so let's not jump to conclusions."

"Well, anyway, the one who can win all the way to the end is the king of the younger generation, if you lose a game, then there will be no play, so from now on, no one can lose, and if you lose, you will lose all your efforts."

The martial artists in the audience talked a lot, and it was also a grand event for everyone to talk about victory and defeat and point out the country.

At the end of the competition, Ling Chen stepped off the competition platform.

At this moment, from the nearby battle platform, a familiar woman's scream suddenly came, which made Ling Chen frown.

Following the sound, Ling Chen looked over, only to see that on the battle platform, a familiar figure was covered in blood, like a kite with a broken string, flying down from the battle platform.

"Mu Yu!"

Ling Chen's pupils shrank, and almost as soon as his figure flashed, he appeared twenty meters away, catching that shadow.

At this time, Xiao Muyu was obviously seriously injured, broke two ribs, and fell into a coma.

took out a healing medicine from the Fu ring, Ling Chen gave it to Xiao Muyu, and then infused a breath of true qi to the other party to protect his heart and vein, so as not to aggravate the injury.

"Hmph, I can also enter the second round with this little ability, but fortunately I met my uncle, otherwise you would have passed the test with this miscellaneous fish."

On the battle platform, the one who defeated Xiao Muyu was a young man in black, and this person was the one who defeated the "Nioh Knife" Du Yifeng before.

"Why did you give such a heavy hand?"

Ling Chen's gaze moved to the battle platform and landed on Na Sha's body.

"I gave her a chance to admit defeat, but if she didn't listen, I could only teach her a lesson. Miscellaneous fish should have the consciousness of miscellaneous fish, look at what I do, in the eyes of Uncle Ben, you are also a miscellaneous fish. ”

His expression was very arrogant, and he didn't take Ling Chen in his eyes at all.

"You'd better pray that you don't run into me, or I'll beat you until you're all over the ground looking for teeth."

A cold light flashed in Ling Chen's eyes, and then he also picked up Xiao Muyu and walked in the direction of the Divine Consciousness Gate.

"Arrogant son, hit me all over the ground, hehe, no one has ever dared to talk to Lao Tzu like this... I'm really a little unwilling not to beat you to the point where I am crippled......"

There was a hint of calm in his eyes, obviously murderous to Ling Chen.

"I didn't expect that Xiao Muyu to be so heavy in this guy's mind."

Xu Ruoyan saw this scene from afar, and there was something uncomfortable in her heart.

She had almost never seen Ling Chen so angry.

On the side of the Divine Consciousness Gate, Shen Tuyan also personally healed Xiao Muyu's injuries, with the help of a strong person in the Extreme Realm, Xiao Muyu would not be in any danger for a while.

"Yin, help me move my hands and feet in the draw box, so that my opponent in the next game will become that guy."

Ling Chen pulled Ling Yin to his side and said.

If the mental strength is strong to a certain extent, it can be able to drive things away from the air, Ling Yin's mental strength has reached level sixteen, and it should be no problem to drive a lottery card without taking things from the air.

"Understood."

Ling Yin shook his head, "But Brother Ling Chen, you have to be ruthless and take this breath out for Senior Sister Xiao." ”

"Don't worry, when did my brother let you down."

The corners of Ling Chen's mouth lifted a slight arc, and then a trace of essence appeared in his eyes, falling on the body of the evil not far away, his palms clenched into fists, and it was the first time that he had a feeling of wanting to beat people like this.

The second round of the knockout round, with the end of the confrontations, is also over.

Some people were eliminated, which was unexpected, like Blood Terror, Shangguan Qiushui, these people were strong enough to enter the next round, but they were not very lucky, and the opponents they encountered were too strong, so they could only stop at the second round.

As for the other competitions, there were no unexpected results, and basically the popular characters all entered the third round of competition smoothly.

The draw for the third round will immediately begin.

At the moment when Ling Chen put her hand into the lottery box, Ling Yin closed her eyes, and an invisible fluctuation was released by her heart and entered the lottery box.

Soon, Ling Chen didn't move, and a lottery card automatically flew into Ling Chen's hand.

"Huh?"

Behind the night boy, the blood-pupiled woman's face changed slightly, as if she sensed something abnormal.

(End of chapter)