But even so, as a swordsman, you can't retreat.

Ding Zhong took a deep breath, held the sword in both hands, raised it above his head, and slowly took two steps towards Zhang Meng. Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, the third step stepped out, but when he stepped on it, Ding Zhong's figure disappeared in place.

In the next second, no, in a shorter period of time, a cold light appeared in Zhang Meng's eyes.

Ding Zhong's body appeared three meters behind Zhang Meng, sighed, and shook his head.

"I lost." With that, he walked down the ring.

"That's it?" Liao Ming didn't find anything, what happened just now, Liao Ming was really curious.

Shangguan Xiujian, who was beside Liao Ming, widened his eyes even more, took two steps, and then appeared behind Zhang Meng in an instant, and admitted defeat, what happened in the middle?

"This kid's talent is really exaggerated, but it's a pity that there is already a Dugu Nan, and two swordsmen with excellent talent are not a good thing in a period of time." Menwei said to Xunlou next to him.

Xunlou nodded, "Alas, this may be their fate, I just hope they can survive in the end." ”

For a swordsman, the most painful thing is that there is a swordsman who is stronger than himself standing above his head. The most painful thing is to stand at the peak, look down, but no one can enter his eyes, the loneliness of the high place.

When Ding Zhong passed by him, Zhang Meng lowered his head and said quickly, "Ding Zhong, you are very good, when your strength becomes stronger, come to the Northern Regions Academy to find me, and we will fight again." ”

Ding Zhongleng paused for a moment and shook his head, "You are very strong, but you are still a little weaker than him." ”

When Zhang Meng heard this, he laughed and strode in the direction of his academy.

In the second game, Clara came to the stage, and after taking the stage, she directly used the Nine Dragons Beads, and after a while, she eliminated the opponent's virtual power after exhausting it.

In the third game, Dugu Nan came on the field, and it was the same as the previous game, raising his hand was a sword, and the guy from the Northern Regions Academy on the opposite side was cut down from the ring.

In the fourth game, the guys from the Northern Regions Academy directly killed the people from the Western Regions Academy in seconds.

In the fifth game, Liao Ming came to power without accident and used the Wind Step to directly kill the Western Regions Academy in seconds.

Zhang Meng glanced at Liao Ming, shook his head, and moved his gaze to Dugu Nan. He had a hunch that this person was the "he" that Ding Zhong said.

"The winner came to the stage and began to draw lots, and because there were three people in the Southern Regions Academy, there was one bye. After the draw is complete, take a two-hour break. ”

This time it was Liao Ming's turn to draw lots.

"Empty, empty, empty." Liao Ming was the first to draw lots, muttering in his mouth.

Liao Ming put his hand into the box and touched it around, always feeling that everything had a name. Finally, as soon as his eyes were closed, he grabbed a paper ball and took it out to look at it, and there were two words written on it.

"Zhang Meng"

After Liao Ming saw these two words, he couldn't remember how he walked off the ring.

Shangguan Xiujian saw that Liao Ming's situation was wrong, so he walked over to Liao Ming curiously and said, "I look at your expression, you won't draw any bad people, right?" It's okay, even if you don't have a bye, as long as you don't draw Zhang Meng, it's fine. ”

After Shangguan Xiujian finished speaking, seeing that Liao Ming still didn't speak, he swallowed his saliva and said carefully: "Is it really Zhang Meng?" ”

Liao Ming nodded with a bitter face, "It's Zhang Meng." ”

"Haha, so you don't usually do much good." Shangguan Xiujian suddenly laughed.

Liao Ming sighed helplessly, just as Clara was next to him, and asked curiously, "You won't be a bye, right?" ”

Shangguan Shuma also looked at Clara curiously.

Clara smiled and held up the note in her hand, which had words on it.

"Weng Guang."

"No, that means Dugu Nan has a bye? God, is there any heavenly reason, shouldn't it be me, the bottom bye, and then fish in the top three? ”

When Shangguan Xiujian heard what Liao Ming said, he laughed.

"Accept the reality, think about how to surrender to the handsome point is more realistic."

Two hours passed quickly, and Liao Ming heard the call, so he had to walk up.

Liao Ming looked at Zhang Meng, who was already standing, and said with a forced smile: "Such a coincidence? ”

"Haha, you can shoot, speed up." Zhang Meng said with a heartless smile.

Liao Ming nodded, took out the holy sword stored in the bracelet, and instantly a gust of wind spread out of Liao Ming's body.

"The sword in his hand seems to have changed." Menwei squinted his eyes and stared at the holy sword in Liao Ming's hand and said.

Xunlou nodded, "A little more, but it feels pretty much the same." ”

Guan Yuandao saw the sudden extra holy sword in Liao Ming's hand, squinted his eyes and said in his heart: "Is this the ground-level weapon in the news?" ”

Guan Jiaying originally looked at Liao Ming's eyes, but suddenly heard Guan Yuandao's fingers knocking on the armrest of the chair beside her, and frowned.

Guan Jiaying, who knows Guan Yuandao very well, knows that this is Guan Yuandao's habitual action of what he is planning.

[No, when the competition is over, Ling'er must notify Liao Ming and ask him to leave quickly. 】

Dugu Nan looked at the holy sword in Liao Ming's hand, as a swordsman, he clearly felt the fluctuations emanating from the holy sword, although he didn't know what it was, but the fluctuations were minimal, so he didn't care.

At the same time, Zhang Meng looked at the holy sword that Liao Ming took out and nodded.

"It's a good weapon."

Liao Ming took a deep breath and said to Zhang Meng: "Be careful, after my strength has increased, I will use this skill for the first time, be careful of hurting you." ”

Zhang Meng smiled indifferently at Liao Ming's warning, raised his head and beckoned.

After all, it was just a competition, so Liao Ming didn't use the Wind Step, if the speed bonus of the Wind Step was added, he might not be able to control the Phantom Sword Dance at that time.

After Liao Ming shortened to a certain distance, he directly used the Phantom Sword Dance.

In Zhang Meng's eyes, Liao Ming and the holy sword fused together, as if they turned into a cold light and slashed towards him.

"Why don't you hide?"

Liao Ming looked at Zhang Meng, who seemed to be scared stupidly, without making any movement, and controlled the attack and flew towards Zhang Meng's shoulder. But what Liao Ming didn't expect was that the holy sword slashed on Zhang Meng's shoulder, except for cutting the clothes on Zhang Meng's shoulder, it did not hurt Zhang Meng's body.

"How is this possible?" Liao Ming was worried about something unexpected at first, but the current situation directly used all his strength.

The corners of Zhang Meng's mouth curled slightly, and he was about to fight back, but to his surprise, after Liao Ming's first attack, his speed was more than doubled.

Zhang Meng couldn't see Liao Ming's attack clearly, and after holding his head with his fists with both hands, he could only resist Liao Ming's phantom sword dance.

In an instant, in the ring, the figures of the two people disappeared directly, only the sound of the sword qi constantly slashing at metal and stone.