Ning Wu wanted to use the name of defeating the Xiao family, one of the three major families, to revive the prestige of Black Rock City.

And Xiao Ling was precisely because he knew Ning Wu's thoughts, so he chose to shake him head-on, wanting to protect the reputation of the Xiao family, and not let the Xiao family fall into the charge of "insufficient strength, losing to a small city in other places, and disgrace Gaochuan City".

The two didn't say much, and started fighting.

Xiao Ling's steps quickened and walked in the direction of Ning Wu, while the eight flying swords above his head all moved in front of him.

After getting close to a certain distance, Xiao Ling waved his arm slightly, and eight flying swords shot out in a volley, the sword light was cold, and the sword wind was whistling, shooting straight towards Ning Wu's position.

Seeing this, Ning Wu didn't dare to slack off at all, he raised his hands above his head, and immediately pressed down violently, after his palm touched the ground, sharp black stone pillars rose from the ground, and the stone pillars rose very quickly, and it only took a moment for him to rise to a position in mid-air, and he was on a horizontal line with those flying swords.

Sharp black stone pillars emerged in the path of the flying sword, and at the speed of the two, they would inevitably collide.

Na Ning Wu seems to be tall and simple-minded, but in actual combat, he calculates the time so accurately, and sure enough, people can't look good.

But Xiao Ling is not an opponent that can be dealt with simply. With a turn in the direction of his fingers, the eight flying swords changed their trajectories at the same time, successfully bypassing the impact of the stone pillar, and after a slight adjustment, a turn of the sword rushed towards Ning Wu from a different direction again.

At this time, the distance between the flying sword and Ning Wu was extremely close, and Ning Wu retreated slightly, but he still couldn't catch up with the speed of the flying sword's flight.

A few moments later, eight flying swords blocked Ning Wu's eight directions at the same time, and each direction was the only way to escape.

This Xiao Ling, the control of the other position is also extremely sophisticated, compared with Ning Wu's timing control, neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Xiao Ju also stopped the battle at hand at this time, and stopped to watch the wonderful duel between his eldest brother and the powerhouse of Black Rock City.

Seeing that Xiao Ling had already used his usual methods to block all the ways for Ning Wu to escape, he also secretly applauded in his heart, and shouted: "Just stab it lightly, let them see, the Xiao family is not a soft persimmon that anyone can pinch!"

Xiao Ju, as a strong-blooded Xiao family, although he has irresolvable grudges with some people in his family, he must be excited to the extreme at this moment of reputation.

In fierce battles, milliseconds count. And several seconds have passed, and Xiao Ling has already missed the best time to subdue before he can start, leaving the opponent with a chance to resist.

Xiao Ju was puzzled, but Yu Zhang suddenly appeared at this time and said, "Look at the back." ”

Xiao Ju looked behind him, Xiao Ling still maintained a posture with his fingers closed, still controlling his flying sword.

As long as you move your fingers slightly, those eight flying swords will stab down without hesitation.

But he didn't, for everywhere around him he was surrounded by a circle of sharp pillars of stone, the pinnacles of which were pointed at him, and if he moved, he would be pierced by them.

Na Ning Wu just wanted to cut off the flying sword on the surface, but in fact, he was single-minded, and when he slapped the ground with his palm, he had already launched the earth spirit technique to Xiao Ling's feet.

But at the same time, Ning Wu was also locked by the flying sword, as long as Ning Wu dared to attack, Xiao Ling would not sit still.

The two of them were evenly matched in this confrontation.

Neither of them seemed to be able to accept such an outcome, but there was no other way, so they both withdrew their spiritual magic and set each other free.

The cultivation of the people on the dueling platform was decreasing, and the two of them also knew that in the only time left, they would not be able to tell the winner, and they were too lazy to continue to compare the truth.

Compared to the crazy Gao Yan, the others are obviously much more rational.

And in the human field, there is another person who performs extremely well.

This person was dressed in a light purple-black robe, scattered on the stage like a leisurely stroll, and yawned from time to time, looking a little sleepy and bored.

Yu Zhang was used to getting up late in the morning, and in order to participate in the Spirit Fighting Competition, he was dragged up from bed by Xiao Ju as soon as it was dawn, and rushed all the way to the gladiatorial arena to queue up for registration and make various preparations.

He was not a man of God, and could sleep standing up, so he remained trapped until he stood in the fierce dueling arena, and showed seven points of fatigue.

But it was such an absent-minded young man, walking slowly on the stage, and with a slight hand, several people were framed by the blue water balloon at the same time, and they were transported all the way off the stage.

And those who were framed by the water balloon, after landing, unscathed, and those people in the water balloon of resistance posture was also seen by everyone, the horror is that no matter what kind of attack, whether it is spiritual magic or weapons, hit the inner wall of the water balloon, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, only a trace of waves, not even a trace of the tiny gap has not been opened.

Although those who were recruited were all weak people, it could not be denied that this strange young man had amazing strength.

Even the only son of the City Lord's Mansion, Jin Haoyang, can't "invite" someone to step down unscathed, but this person can do it easily, and they all say that the dark horse of the Spirit Fighting Race is over, it seems that this is the case!

And it was because of Yu Zhang's move that the battle between Xiao Ling and Ning Wu ended ahead of schedule after only two moves and three moves.

The rippling drums sounded again, and the knockout round of the human field ended perfectly.

So far, the first round of knockout rounds has come to a successful end.

It is also because of the extremely hard work of the players in the field and the human field, so that the first day of the competition ended early, and tomorrow, the second round of more exciting knockout rounds will be held.

Many of the players, after a fierce battle, were exhausted, and they were just left with a night to rest.

In the evening, in the courtyard of the Xiao family, a long banquet was being set up and a celebration banquet was held.

Celebrate the first round of elimination, and all members of the Xiao family will advance!

"Cousin Ling, your illusion sword skills are still so powerful, even Ning Wu of Black Rock City can't take any advantage. That Ning Wu, there were rumors before the Spirit Fighting Tournament that he was a strong contender for the championship, and when I saw him today, he might as well be our Cousin Ling!"

"Yes, yes, when will we be as powerful as Cousin Ling!"

In the face of the flattery and praise of the people in the family, Xiao Ling seemed to be accustomed to these words, smiled faintly, and casually responded with a few words: "Cultivate well, sooner or later you can too." ”

And at the dinner table, there is such a special group of people - a group of children.

Because of the restoration of the relationship between strength and intelligence, Xiao Ju had already sat at the adult's table, and the group of children were still at their exclusive small table.

They shouted from a distance of a long table: "Stupid big man! You did a good job today! You knocked the enemy down with three punches and two kicks, you are so handsome!"

The stupid big man in their mouths is naturally Xiao Ju, because he is used to shouting, and he didn't deliberately change it.

Xiao Ju didn't care about the title of "stupid big man", after all, children are innocent. He scratched the back of his head and said modestly: "It's okay, but Brother Ling is still more powerful, if it was me against Shang Ning Wu, maybe I would have been defeated." ”

Xiao Ling's expression was a little unnatural when he saw Xiao Ju, and in the face of Xiao Ju's appreciation, he did not show his sincere happiness, but squeezed his smile stiffly, and then buried his head in eating.

Most of you here know why.

Before Xiao Ju was ten years old, Xiao Ling had always been regarded as the strongest genius of the Xiao family and was praised to the sky.

But that all changed when Xiao took the test when he was ten years old. Xiao Ju instantly replaced him and became the brightest new star in the family.

Since then, Xiao Ling has some hostility towards Xiao Ju, and everyone else can clearly see it, but Xiao Ju himself can't see it, and he still calls "Brother Ling" affectionately, but he has long been disgusted.

Now, even if Xiao Ju has experienced the previous hardships, in terms of personality, he is still a little honest, and I am afraid that only in some extreme circumstances can he further stimulate his fighting spirit like sacrificing his life.

Compared to him, Yu Zhang has much more of a city government, deep eyes, taking all the situation into his eyes, silent, I don't know what he is planning.

The next morning, as soon as the sun had climbed into the sky, the arena was once again full of people.

The audience is seated, and the contestants are divided into groups.

One hundred and fifty people, again randomly divided into three sessions, for the second round, which is also the final knockout.

There are only twenty promotion places in each game, which is a very severe test even for the disciples of the big families and big forces.

And the remaining sixty strong people must be the elite of the elite, the talent of one in a million.

Final round of elimination, heavenly field.

Fifty elites stood scattered all over the dueling platform, vigilant to each other, and some of them even wore bandages, who went into battle with injuries, and they were really desperate.

Due to the decrease in the number of people, among these fifty people, there are many familiar faces, all of whom are masters who have heard of it on a daily basis, and it is also a sure thing that they can successfully advance to the second round of elimination.

And these people will be in the here and now, to determine the place to advance to the finals.

The fierce battle was about to break out, and everyone tensed their nerves, waiting for the horn to blow at the beginning.

Finally, under the expectation of everyone, the drum beat of the mountain drum...