As he spoke, Luo Jing had completely suppressed Ning Xu.

The latter had sweat on his forehead.

There is no backhand ability at all.

As Luo Jing jumped high, the tip of the spear was picked up on Ning Xu's chest.

Suddenly blood splattered.

Ning Xu fell into the ring in response.

Luo Jing wins.

The scene was a little quiet, I couldn't believe the situation in front of me at all, and some even rubbed their eyes, as if they thought it was an illusion or an illusion.

The silence was followed by a loud noise.

'Oh my God, what's going on, the West Side has won two games in a row, what the hell!'

"Last time, you could say that the West Side took advantage, but this one was a real win, maybe the West Side is not as weak as we thought!"

"No, I don't think there is any difference between the West District and before, the only difference is that the team leader has changed, don't you think, this team leader named Ye Xiao seems to be targeted every time he sends someone to play, as if he knows in advance that he can win steadily!"

After a lot of noisy discussions, everyone's eyes were on Ye Xiao.

The same is true for Nan Qinghuan and Li Yaoxing, the first time it may be considered opportunistic, but this time it is not.

This Ye Xiao is indeed worthy of vigilance.

And the Supreme Elder Yue Jie of the Global Bai Xiaosheng also stayed on Ye Xiao slightly, the reason why the Global Bai Xiaosheng was able to stand in the Heavenly Martial Domain for so long.

Relying on an endless stream of talents.

This time, he also used the "Mountain and River Tea Party" to select several top geniuses and cultivate them.

It turns out that there is already a candidate in mind.

Now it seems that one more person has to be added.

With the announcement of the host, Luo Jing won, and ran back with great excitement, shouting loudly as he ran: "Haha, I won, thank you Ye Xiao, you are really a qualified team leader!"

"Hehe, this is also the result of your own efforts, and it has nothing to do with me!"

Ye Xiao was not greedy for merit, and chuckled.

The other geniuses in the West District saw Ye Xiao's repeated methods, so they were naturally more obedient and did not have any mustard.

Even Bai Wuxian, Yan Soul Tian, and Lin Xu, who were unhappy with him, were the same.

The game continues.

West has accumulated six points, East has eight points, and South has minus three.

But this is only temporary, and the game has just begun.

With the announcement of Nan Qinghuan, another genius from the Southern District has come to power.

His name is Jiang Feng, ranked twenty-seventh on the "Hidden Dragon List", and he is one of the four major swordsmen in the Southern District.

The knife is capable and extremely strong.

There are few opponents.

Not to be outdone, the Eastern District sent He Yan, who ranked 29th on the "Shenglong List".

It's a girl.

She is delicate in appearance, but her strength is not weak, and she is good at using whips.

With the announcement of the host, Jiang Feng and He Yan broke out into a fierce battle.

But there is a kind of excitement of fighting, looking lively.

But it doesn't seem to be in real shape.

This is because both of them have scruples.

First of all, although Jiang Feng's knife technique is amazing, his body technique is not good, and he can't catch up at all.

And although He Yan's speed is very fast, the whip method is also weird and changeable.

Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes soft, sometimes hard, sometimes abrupt and sometimes retreating.

But it couldn't penetrate Jiang Feng's sword.

So I bombarded more than a dozen moves in a row, but in fact, I didn't move the real thing.

The two tried a few tricks again, ran out of patience, and both began to launch real attacks.

First of all, Jiang Feng changed from holding a knife with one hand to holding a knife with two hands.

As the big knife fell, a brilliant sword with a size of more than ten meters crisscrossed and criss-crossed, and the momentum was sharp and invincible.

Almost everything that stands in your way is split apart.

And He Yan didn't want to, while his body flickered, the red whip in his hand became hard, like a gun, full of strength.

Straight away.

Bite!

The red whip came into contact with the sword qi, first falling into a state of equilibrium, and then the red whip collapsed and softened.

And the sword qi weakened a little.

But he still pounced on He Yan unrelentingly.

Jiang Feng's face was overjoyed, thinking that he had the upper hand and that victory was just around the corner.

But then the anomaly returned.

The whip, which had been soft just now, had become stiff again in an instant, and this time it was like a scythe.

With a sharp and ruthless invincible momentum, he cut towards Jiang Feng.

It's really amazingly fast.

Jiang Feng's face turned pale, and he hurriedly retreated, but his body style was not his strong point, he could dodge, a few hairs fell out, and his clothes were a little torn.

And here, He Yan faced the attack of the sword, but he easily flashed.

The reason is simple.

He's fast.

With a slight touch of his toes, he rushed towards Jiang Feng again, and the black whip in his hand was sometimes like a spear, sometimes like a big knife.

Sometimes like a sword.

Changeable.

Jiang Feng, who was beaten, was extremely passive and had no temper at all.

insisted on dozens of moves, and finally couldn't support a clean defeat.

The warriors of the Southern District are simply too aggrieved, and the last Southern District took the limelight in the "Mountain and River Tea Party" and won the right to hold it.

But this time, it turned out to be hard to find.

There has not been a single victory since the start of the tournament.

It's just a shame.

How is this possible!

"This He Yan is your dish, go ahead and bring back the victory!"

Ye Xiao looked at Aya Qingyun and smiled lightly.

He Yan's whip technique is varied, weird and ruthless, and the speed is extremely fast, which is difficult for ordinary martial artists to deal with.

But in front of Aya Qingyun's dazzling wind force field, there is no place for it.

It's like meeting a nemesis.

"Good!"

Aya Qingyun didn't hesitate too much, and the lotus step was like a colorful cloud swept into the ring.

and He Yanju in the ring, one east and one west.

It immediately attracted the attention of many martial artists.

No way, beautiful women are always attractive.

He Yan can also be regarded as a big beauty, but people are more dead than people, and goods are more than thrown away.

Compared with Aya Qingyun, it's a little unbearable.

Therefore, this game is full of highlights, and many men look at it with bright eyes, drooling, and thinking about something in their hearts.

Then he was grabbed by his daughter-in-law's ears and knelt on the instant noodles!

He Yan snorted coldly, women can't see other women better than themselves and more beautiful than themselves, if there is, then look for trouble and slap their faces.

At the moment, his toes were light, and his body was as light as a flower butterfly swooping towards Aya Qingyun.

And the red whip waved in mid-air, making a crisp "pop" sound.

Then swept towards Aya Qingyun.

It's lightning-fast, it's ruthless, and the angles are weird.

And it's constantly changing shapes.

It's terrifying.

Many people pinched a cold sweat for Aya Qingyun, but Aya Qingyun's face was indifferent, and she became the cold goddess again.

A black-blue luster flickered, and a dazzling wind force field appeared.

A perfect defensive shield was formed within five meters of it.

Boom!

He Yan's attack landed on the Xuanfeng force field, as if a stone had been thrown in the calm water of the lake.

Except for splashing a circle of ripples, there is no effect at all!

(End of chapter)