Fang Yi didn't have such a entanglement, so he wanted to win, and he kept winning.

How could a mere Ma Wenyuan stop him from moving forward.

Dabi is still going on, and the two places in the No. 12 ring are already very clear, basically Fang Yi and Ma Wenyuan, as for who will be the first, it will not be known until the last round.

The other rings are similar, and the top 32 are about to surface.

"Congratulations! Fang Yi. Su Mingyue said with a smile.

But behind this laughter, there was a faint flash of loss in her bright eyes.

"Thank you!" Fang Yi smiled slightly.

The loss in Su Mingyue's eyes didn't know how to make it extremely difficult for the masters of the outer gate to win seven games in a row.

"Don't be discouraged, you've done a good job, you've won seven games in a row with the tenfold cultivation of the Spirit Sea, and you're the only one. ”

After thinking about it, Fang Yi comforted him like this.

Hearing this, Su Mingyue smiled happily, not only because of this achievement, but also because this sentence was said by Fang Yi.

"Fang Yi, look, Ma Wenyuan has won!" the fat man suddenly pointed to the ring and shouted.

Fang Yi turned his head slightly, his expression did not change in the slightest, Ma Wenyuan, as a seeded player, was expected to qualify.

The ninth round of the competition is over soon, and the tenth round is about to begin, which is also the last round of the day, and the round of 32 will be held tomorrow.

Of the sixteen rings, there are still four rings that have not yet determined the qualifying places, and they will have to wait until the final round, and the competition can be described as very fierce.

"The final round of the competition begins!"

In the ring, the deacon elder said in a loud voice, and with his announcement, the tenth round officially began.

Perhaps it was specially arranged by the sect, the competition between Fang Yi and Ma Wenyuan was arranged in the last game, and those disciples who had already finished the competition still did not leave, and they all chose to stay and watch the competition between the two.

Obviously, they also wanted to know if Fang Yi could defeat Ma Wenyuan.

Maybe they hadn't thought about this problem at first, but after Fang Yi took the sword gang with his bare hands, that strong performance had already been deeply seared in their minds.

Time passed slowly, and the competition ended.

Finally, the deacon elder stepped into the ring, his expression was the same as that of the audience, and there was also a hint of anticipation.

"In the tenth round, the last competition, Fang Yi vs. Ma Wenyuan, invited the two to the stage. ”

As soon as the words fell, the crowd was emotional and cheered.

"It's finally going to begin, tsk, guess who's going to be the number one in our ring twelve?"

"I think eighty percent is Ma Wenyuan, although Fang Yi is powerful, but after all, he has been in the sect for less than a year, and his cultivation is not as good as Ma Wenyuan. ”

"Yes, Ma Wenyuan can be selected as a seeded player, his strength is extraordinary, and there is a great possibility of entering the top ten, Fang Yi is estimated to be an opponent. ”

"That's not necessarily, didn't you see that Fang Yi didn't even shoot Jian Gang just now, no matter how powerful Ma Wenyuan is, he can't condense Jian Gang, so Fang Yi will win. ”

"Cut, that's just a sword gang that no one controls, otherwise Fang Yi would have died a long time ago. ”

“......”

The crowd argued, and it could be seen that the vast majority of those who supported Ma Wenyuan could win, but very few supported Fang Yi.

It's no wonder that Ma Wenyuan is a seeded player.

In their minds, if Fang Yi was really sure to win against Ma Wenyuan, he would have already challenged it when he selected the seeded player, so why wait until now.

"Fang Yi, come on, defeat Ma Wenyuan. The fat man clenched his fists.

"But it's not too reluctant, safety is the most important, whether it's first or second, you've already entered the top thirty-two. ”

After thinking about it, the fat man added again, it seemed that he didn't think that Fang Yi would be able to defeat Ma Wenyuan.

Zhao Mingde also nodded vigorously on the side, obviously more worried about Fang Yi, after all, Ma Wenyuan was no better than Leng Xingkong.

"Be careful!" Su Mingyue bit her lip and said a word of concern.

Fang Yi smiled slightly and walked straight into the ring.

In the ring, Ma Wenyuan looked at Fang Yi with a solemn expression.

"Fang Yi, yes! I've heard of you, I thought the rumors were exaggerated, but I didn't expect it...... , you surprised me, but unfortunately, the first name of the twelfth ring must be me. ”

Ma Wenyuan's expression was extremely firm, as if the first name should be his.

"What you said doesn't count, you have to compare it to know. Fang Yi smiled faintly.

"In that case, then I will fulfill you!"

As soon as the words fell, Ma Wenyuan directly slashed out a sword.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of thunder in the sky, and the sword seemed to have pierced the space.

Thundered!

The thunder became louder and louder, and the entire sky seemed to tremble slightly under this sword, and a faint arc of electricity flashed in the air.

"This is the Six-Rank Martial Skill Thunder Sword Technique. ”

Someone in the crowd instantly recognized Ma Wenyuan's martial arts.

"Tsk, I didn't expect Ma Wenyuan to actually cultivate the Thunder Sword Technique, it is said that this martial art is extremely difficult to cultivate. ”

"Yes, and in the previous competition, he had never used it, but he didn't expect that in the face of Fang Yi, he would directly use this powerful martial art as soon as he came up, it seems that he also values Fang Yi very much. ”

"Not necessarily, maybe he wants to end the fight as soon as possible. ”

"It seems that Fang Yi is in danger, every six-rank martial art is really extremely strong, and I don't know if he can take it. ”

The fat man and Zhao Ming were of low strength, and they didn't know anything about the Thunder Sword Technique, but when they heard the words of the crowd, they were all worried, and they stared at the ring extremely nervously.

Su Mingyue didn't worry too much, after all, he had seen Chen Qinglin die under Fang Yi's sword with his own eyes.

Although Ma Wenyuan is powerful, he should still not be able to compare with Chen Qinglin.

In the ring, the corners of Ma Wenyuan's mouth hooked up with a hint of pleasure, obviously full of confidence in his sword.

However, seeing that Fang Yi always had that indifferent expression, he felt a little uneasy, it was really Fang Yi's previous situation when he broke the sword gang, which made him remember it vividly.

Fang Yi also moved at this time, and the long sword shot up as if it had spirituality.

Endless cold air began to spread from the azure sword body, and instantly swept the land.

"Break it for me!"

Fang Yi snorted lightly, and with a slight stroke of the long sword, the majestic sword qi suddenly erupted like a mountain torrent, wave after wave, and the seven waves overlapped, as if seven icebergs were crushing away.

"It's a nine-fold wave, tsk, it's already reached a seven-fold wave, but unfortunately, it's a four-grade martial art after all, I'm afraid it can't stop the thunder sword. ”

"That's right, unless you can cultivate the Nine Waves to perfection, it is said that the Nine Waves can be cultivated to perfection, and the power is even more than that of the Six Rank Martial Arts. ”

"Cut, this is just hearsay, who knows if it's true or not, the more this martial art goes to the back, the more it can be cultivated, it takes time and energy, and the attack power is average, who doesn't practice higher-level martial arts at that time." ”

The crowd nodded slightly, the Nine Waves are too difficult to cultivate, and it is almost too much, and it is indeed a bit thankless to continue cultivating.