Rank Platinum 4, 65 points.

Xiao Qingyun could clearly see his rank information, the female cultivator walked down with difficulty, and Jiang Heqing was only pulled back from the brink of death at this time.

The third nun took a deep breath and walked up to the stage, her gaze extremely determined.

"Win the battle!"

"It's okay to be ruthless!"

The nun specially glanced at Xiao Qingyun, because the deacon was a little dissatisfied with which palm made the other party surrender.

Xiao Qingyun realized something, and a sword furious sword qi fought out.

As soon as the nun closed her eyes, a huge bloody wound was torn from her waist, and she immediately passed out.

"Xiao Qingyun wins, the winning point is increased by 40, and he qualifies for the promotion round, and he is promoted to platinum three with two wins in three games, regardless of the winning points!"

The deacon's voice came out, and Xiao Qingyun understood that the mechanism of the qualifying match was slightly different from that in the game.

Reach 100 win points and qualify for the qualifiers. However, the qualifying monk can only play against the qualifying monk, and the one who beats two of them against three will advance!

As for the increase in points, it starts with the monk's win rate. Just like the hidden points, if you win in a row, the win point increase will increase, and if you win in a row, the increase will be reduced.

"Life-saving pill, hurry up!"

Tian Yatong hurriedly fed the pill to the female cultivator, but the latter's body was still bleeding.

"Feed this to her!"

Xiao Qingyun handed over a bottle of life potion, Tian Yatong poured some of the letter into the female cultivator's mouth, but she didn't expect the wound to heal instantly. Many of the remaining life potions were given to the other two nuns, and the three of them quickly recovered as before.

"What a magical potion!"

"My wound healed in an instant!"

"I'm afraid it's comparable to a god pill, Sister Yatong, this time I owe a lot of favors!"

The three female cultivators were shocked, and Tian Yatong sighed, "Don't worry, I'll just come!" ”

Tian Yatong stepped onto the stage and handed over the identity token.

"Qualifier Appointment"

Xiao Qingyun roughly understood the rules, and also said, "Make an appointment for the promotion match!" ”

"I throw in the towel!"

Xiao Qingyun directly admitted defeat, the deacon glanced at Xiao Qingyun, nothing, I saw that he advanced to the qualifying round, and one of the three games was marked with X, while Tian Yatong was directly changed in rank and promoted to platinum three!

"Hey!"

Tian Yatong burst into tears, holding the token and feeling excited.

"Thank you, thank you really!"

Walking off the stage, Tian Yatong held Xiao Qingyun's hand and bowed her head again and again in thanks.

"It's okay, qualifying, can you only fight with the agreed person? Or can it be fought randomly? Xiao Qingyun asked puzzled.

"It's all random, it's just that the martial arts later changed the rules and can make an appointment with each other. However, it is forbidden to trade winning points, and one party must be seriously injured or lose its combat effectiveness if it admits defeat. There are no winning points involved in the qualifiers, so you can just throw in the towel! Tian Yatong explained.

"If you say that, then I'll just go up too!"

Xiao Qingyun touched his chin and walked towards the stage again.

"Wait, Xiao Qingyun, the monks in the promotion tournament all have the strength of the peak of Kaiyuan, and even many masters of the Xuan Dynasty, do you really have the combat power of the Xuan as rumored? The qualifiers can be the difference between life and death! Tian Yatong hurriedly stopped Xiao Qingyun Dao.

"Don't worry!"

Xiao Qingyun chuckled and walked up to the stage.

"Let's match the qualifiers!"

Xiao Qingyun spoke lightly, and soon a Kaiyuan peak monk was teleported to Xiao Qingyun's body.

"Promotion Qualifiers, Go!"

The deacon glanced at Xiao Qingyun with a little curiosity, the latter Sword Saint Battle Soul possessed, a sword volley sword technique combined with the domineering sword of Wuji Sword Dao pierced out, and the sword intent suddenly condensed into substance, this sword was far stronger than ordinary ground-level martial arts.

"Kaiyuan Yae, with such sword power?"

The opposing monk was shocked, Xiao Qingyun was at this time, the system level was three levels and seven squares, and the release of the primary battle soul to increase by one layer was the general strength of Kaiyuan Eightfold.

"Crazy Sword Martial Soul, Three Swords Technique!"

The Kaiyuan peak monk directly cast his martial spirit, and the domineering three swords slashed out, each of which could pose a fatal threat to the Kaiyuan monk.

"Phew!"

Xiao Qingyun blocked one sword first, and then the alpha raid instantly dodged two swords, and instantly approached the sword-wielding monk, preparing to seal his throat with a sword.

"Crazy Blade!"

The peak monk of Kaiyuan, the peak cultivation was completely released, and the mad sword martial spirit was attached to the long knife, and with a slash, Xiao Qingyun and the knife were slashed out, and he himself took a few steps back.

"It's such a strong physique, and the sword skills are so exquisite, it's not simple!"

The Madsword Monk frowned, and his grip on the knife in both hands changed to one hand.

"Blade Slash!"

The speed was extremely fast, and the speed of the sword-wielding monk's attack was significantly increased, and a series of sword skills slashed out brilliant sword shadows.

"Assault!"

Xiao Qingyun opened the strong attack Fu, and combined with the double blow of the Sword Master's passive skill, it was on par with the sword-wielding monk.

"Kyle's Spirit, Wrath of Justice!"

The other party's sword-wielding monk had a deep understanding of the way of weapons, and Xiao Qingyun realized that he couldn't take advantage of the simple sword fight, so he replaced it with a flame attack.

Kyle's Divine Flame burned, and the righteous anger burned widely, causing the sword-wielding monk to jump and jump, and his face was extremely ugly.

"He even has the power of fire!" The sword-wielding monk was full of sweat on his forehead, and the pressure against Xiao Qingyun was extremely high.

"Liquidation!"

Xiao Qingyun took advantage of the gap and jumped up, liquidated the meteorite and bombarded away.

"Crazy Slash!"

The meteorite flame blasted and was slashed apart with a single sword, but the explosion caused the flames to burn completely.

"I, I throw in the towel!"

The monk was burned by the divine flames, his platinum clothes were not kept, and his body was charred black. Xiao Qingyun withdrew the Divine Yan, and the monk hurriedly stepped down and left.

"Xiao Qingyun wins!"

Xiao Qingyun was ticked in the qualifying match, and then continued to match.

The other party was a monk in the middle stage of the first level of Tongxuan, and when he felt Xiao Qingyun's eightfold momentum, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Thank you, God, finally let me go to the platinum three, I finally waited for the Kaiyuan level monk!" The monk was extremely excited to worship the Buddha, and he bowed and bowed.

"I'm sorry, you're out of luck!"

"Demon Ugly Spirit!"

Xiao Qingyun suddenly had the desire to try the epic battle soul, the demon ugly Sako battle soul, and his monk's momentum instantly reached the level of the middle stage of the Tongxuan Duplex, which made the face of the white-clothed monk on the opposite side change drastically.

"You, you, you!"

The monk pointed at Xiao Qingyun and said with a sad face.

"You're all in the dark, why are you still staying in Platinum 4?" The monk was extremely unwilling.

"Fraud Magic"

However, just as the monk pointed at Xiao Qingyun and was about to taunt before admitting defeat, Xiao Qingyun suddenly disappeared.

"I ...... What about people? ”

The monk looked at the deacon in surprise, and the deacon silently took out the score card and put a checkmark on the third grid of Xiao Qingyun's promotion match, and then Xiao Qingyun's rank changed to platinum three.

"Hey, the others are gone, we haven't fought yet, can't I lose. When he leaves, I should win! The whitefriar still had a law, but he sensed a chill on his neck.

"Wait, wait, there's something to say!"

The whitefriar froze for a moment, and raised his hands.

"I'll admit defeat, spare me, I'm sorry!"

"My brother has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, you have a lot of them, let me live."

The white-clothed monk was held by Xiao Qingyun around his neck at this time, crying and mourning, and his whole body was trembling.

The person he was pointing at suddenly disappeared, and there was no spatial fluctuation, and he appeared behind him like a ghost in an instant, who could accept it?

"Get out!"

Xiao Qingyun kicked this monk who talked a lot off the battlefield. 166 Reading Network