Wu Lingshuang was dressed in blue, her eyes were as cold as a clear spring, her cold and unruly countenance was quite queen-like, and she stood in the center of the ring with a Rouling crane in her hand, which was even more majestic and imposing.

Facing Wu Lingshuang's domineering posture, Shen Yingying was a little frightened in her heart, but she couldn't be afraid, she couldn't retreat, she could only move forward bravely.

Shen Yingying took the lead in attacking, and Wu Lingshuang did not choose to defend, but fought with her.

The two fought all the way down in the air, Wu Lingshuang was not injured, but Shen Yingying was accidentally slapped by Wu Lingshuang and suffered internal injuries, and then blood slowly flowed from the corners of her mouth.

The swordsmanship of the Yuehan faction was really not advantageous against the swordsmanship of the Shangwuqing faction, and in less than half an hour, Wu Lingshuang easily won the game.

The cheers and applause from the audience were extremely intense, Shen Yingying was injured and went down, Liu Yulin and Cui Caiwei hurriedly came over to support her.

In the ninth competition, it was Zhao Jingman who took the stage to draw lots.

Shen Yingying looked at the senior sister on the drawing table and put all her hopes on her, "Senior sister, this game must be won!" ”

If they lose, no one from the Yuehan faction will advance to the top ten.

After hearing that the senior sister had drawn Huang Ying from the Wuqing faction, Shen Yingying was inexplicably relieved, fortunately the senior sister didn't meet Li Yi, otherwise there would really be no chance.

The competition began quickly, with both men attacking at the same time, and it was clear that they didn't want to delay the fight.

Zhao Jingman's sword speed was extremely fast, Huang Ying was half a second slower than her, and was repelled by Zhao Jingman by two steps.

After stabilizing her figure, Huang Ying attacked again.

Zhao Jingman's own fierce aura made the entire battle situation cold and piercing, and the audience was silent, silently watching the battle situation on the field.

From the beginning of the competition, Huang Ying has always been at a disadvantage, even if she has the advantage, Zhao Jingman did not relax her vigilance at all, her playing style was compact and ruthless, Huang Ying persisted under her for two and a half hours, and still lost.

In the last game, only Li Yi and Pang Ye were left, so the draw was waived.

"It's finally the boss's turn." He Yuxiang moved his neck and said happily.

Lu Rui clasped his hands around his chest, silently watching the stage without speaking.

Song Shangfei hooked the corners of his lips with a smile, waiting to watch a good show.

After all, Li Yi's opponent is Pang Ye, the senior brother of the first major sect of martial arts, Zhong Mu looked at the stage with a little worry, He Yu saw Zhong Mu's tense expression, and comforted him: "Don't worry about the eldest son Zhong, this Pang Ye doesn't pose much of a threat to the boss." ”

Hearing He Yuxiang's relaxed and indifferent tone, Zhong Mu glanced back at He Yuxiang, nodded, and relaxed his solemn mood.

The game started quickly, and Pang Ye was slightly offensive with his sword in his hand.

Li Yi stood in the ring in a dashing manner, Feng Yi's fluttering figure, flawless face without a trace of smile, the wind blew his clothes and gently raised, showing his noble temperament.

Li Yiguang stood motionless on the stage, and the girls who came specifically for him couldn't help but scream, and the shouts resounded throughout the Wangtiantai.

"Tut-tut, the boss's popularity is like a monstrous thunder!" When He Yu saw this scene, he couldn't help but shake his head and admire.

With Xiao Ran's order, Pang Ye took the lead in attacking, his speed was extremely fast, but Li Yi still stood in place without the intention of moving, seeing that the blade in Pang Ye's hand was about to stab Li Yi's chest, suddenly, Li Yi's body quickly drifted back and turned to the left, using the hilt of the sword to block Pang Ye's fatal blow.

When Li Yi knocked out his sword, Pang Ye was surprised and scared, just now he used a blow with five successful forces in front of Li Yi was so unbearable, seeing Li Yi's calm appearance, Pang Ye's face instantly became gloomy.

Pang Ye charged up his strength to attack again, swung his sword and rushed towards Li Yi, stabbing Li Yi directly, Li Yi still used the hilt of his sword to face the enemy, dodging left and right to easily dodge Pang Ye's attack.

After a few moves, Pang Ye did not touch Li Yi's body at all, and Pang Ye, who had always been calm, inevitably became impetuous.

The swordsmanship of the Wuqing faction was sharp, but every move made by Pang Ye was easily avoided by Li Yi, as if it had hit cotton, and the effect was completely useless.

After ten moves, Li Yi no longer dodged, but dismantled Pang Ye's moves.

Pang Ye rose into the air and slashed sideways at Li Yi, Li Yi blocked Pang Ye's move with the hilt of his sword, and struck Pang Ye's shoulder with a thunderous whirlwind, and the painful Pang Ye was forced to take three steps back to stabilize his body.

The speed of Pang Ye's attack became faster, Li Yi's clean and handsome eyes just glanced at it, like the wind skimming Pang Ye's ears, in the blink of an eye, Li Yi stood behind Pang Ye, and slapped Pang Ye's back, Pang Ye looked back at the noble and cold Li Yi in surprise, and a trace of thick blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The swordsman below was even more surprised, staring at the two people on the stage, for fear that he would miss the wonderful moment in the next second.

"Li Yi's move to teleport is too fast, I don't even see how he ran behind Pang Ye, this person's strength is too terrifying."

"Indeed, this kind of speed exercise, I'm afraid that few of you here can match it!"

......

Pang Ye listened to the discussion of the swordsman below, and the desire to win instantly came to his heart, and he was planning how to solve this dead end.

With his current swordsmanship skills, it is not without a turning point from defeat to victory.

Pang Ye stared at Li Yi with a pair of black eyes, Li Yi's speed and body style are indeed flawless, but people must have weaknesses, after all, no one is perfect, as long as he can find it, then he will definitely be able to split a crack from it, and then disintegrate Li Yi's tall image.

Pang Ye gently wiped the blood from his mouth with his thumb and attacked again, this time Pang Ye's attack was no longer a single force swordsmanship, but with a hint of premeditation.

Li Yi had already noticed when he was fighting against him that Pang Ye was very deliberate every time he attacked, as if he deliberately let him show his flaws, so as to break his defense line in one fell swoop, this little trick was not worth mentioning at all.

Pang Ye used the trick to trap Li Yi in his nowhere to be seen, Pang Ye took the opportunity to sneak attack from behind Li Yi, seeing that the sword in Pang Ye's hand was less than an inch away from Li Yi, the swordsmen in the audience couldn't help but hold their breath and worry about Li Yi.

At this time, Li Yi had been fighting with Pang Ye's phantom, and it seemed that he had no time to take care of the danger behind him that was approaching, just when everyone thought that Li Yi could not avoid this fatal blow, Li Yi did not turn his head, and directly raised his leg to kick away the sword blade in Pang Ye's hand accurately, Li Yi quickly tiptoed to Pang Ye's side, and the broken sword was on Pang Ye's neck.

Obviously, in this game, Pang Ye was defeated, and he was completely defeated.

Pang Ye put down the sword in his hand, bowed his head and sighed: "Pang has lost." ”

"Agreed, Pang Gongzi." Li Yi quickly withdrew the Broken Sword and shook his fist at him.