Shang Fei controlled the flying sword with a calm face, and stood at the starting point with the other nineteen third-order seniors.

Strange to say, Shang Fei was still a little nervous when he was in the waiting area, but after standing at the starting point, all the tension suddenly disappeared.

Shang Fei would not be arrogant enough to think that the championship was in his pocket, among the finalists there were several third-order peak masters, and he was a second-order sword cultivator, and he had a big disadvantage in all aspects.

But what if there are disadvantages? It's all come to this, and there's absolutely no reason to retreat.

As the spirit rune was issued, twenty rays of light and shadow rushed forward almost simultaneously.

Shang Fei set off at the sixth position, he took the way of following the large army, and did not rush to the front all at once, he followed the player in the seventh position closely, Shang Fei recognized the number seven just now as the player who eliminated Murong Yun.

Shang Fei knew very well that his only advantage was that he was only stronger than these third-order predecessors in controlling the flying sword, so the S-shaped corner in front of him was an opportunity that he had to grasp.

Friends who have driven a car know that it is necessary to slow down in a corner with a large arc, not to mention that the track in the final is a number of consecutive S-curves, and the players have to repeat the operation of decelerating through the corner-acceleration-deceleration in the next corner many times when passing these corners.

This is a great test of the flying sword's control skills, only a long time of practice can be done quickly and safely through the corner, which has little to do with cultivation, you let a boxing champion go to carve radish flowers with an old chef, it is definitely the old chef who wins, and the brute force of the boxing king is useless at this time.

Before the S-shaped course, each competitor flew together on a course several hundred meters wide, while the S course was divided into 20 narrow tracks about two meters wide of the same shape, corresponding to each competitor.

Shang Fei took a deep breath and adjusted all the states to the best, and in one breath, twenty sword lights rushed into their respective tracks almost in no particular order!

As the twenty runners marched through the S-shaped track, there was an exclamation on the ground!

Shang Fei unknowingly has been about twenty zhang ahead of the second place! His precise handling of the flying sword allowed him to be two percent faster than the other nineteen competitors when cornering!

However, there was still a part of the audience that was not too surprised, most of these viewers were monks who had a certain level of cultivation and had watched the previous games.

"In fact, it can be seen in the previous preliminaries, this Shang Fei has a strong ability to control flying swords, his advantages are basically established in the S track, and the leading advantage after the S track is dragged down by the disadvantage of mana, and in the end, he generally narrowly wins the qualification." Zilong crossed his hands around his chest, a little disdainful of the surprise of some people around him.

Fang Yan shook his head, "Not everyone will go to watch his competition, many people haven't seen his previous performance, and it's normal to be surprised now, these two second-order sword cultivators who entered the first round of today's third-order finals, their flying sword control ability is extremely strong." After saying that, Fang Yan looked up at Murong Yun on the side, and after he reported his name, everyone understood why he supported Shang Fei.

Indeed, as Zilong said, Shang Fei is not easy now, he knows that the S track is the only track that he can lead, and the gravity track and the big loop behind him are testing the hard power of mana.

The other nineteen players are also prepared, and no one has too much psychological fluctuations, and the next game is still long, and the result is still unknown.

Shang Feishuai took the lead in rushing out of the S track, and at this time, he was already more than 100 zhang ahead of Dugu Mubai of Shuimu Academy, who was in second place!

However, attentive viewers can find that Shang Fei's breathing on the light curtain is no longer as stable as it was at the beginning.

Then Dugu Mubai led the rest of the players to rush out of the S track one after another, looking at Shang Fei's sword light in front of him, and began to exert his own strength.

It was embarrassing enough to let a second-order enter the third-order finals, if he, the nineteen strongest third-order swords of the Eighth Academy, still let Shang Fei win the championship, would he still have the face to see people?

Somfy was the first to reach the gravity track, as the name suggests, the gravity technique was applied to the gravity track, which is also a level to test one's hard cultivation!

As soon as Shang Fei entered the gravity track, he felt that his body sank, and even the sword body dropped a little, and he flew over the gravity track against many times his own gravity, and his lead was only less than sixty zhang at this time!

Ahead of you is the foggy track that tests the divine sense, and the contestants must judge the direction of flight through the divine sense, although it is not as good as the S track with that kind of curve with a huge arc, but some crooked and crooked tracks are not a lot at all.

After Shang Fei passed the misty track, his player uniform was already completely wet with sweat, Shang Fei didn't know how much he still had the lead, looking at the last big loop in front of him, Shang Fei had only one thought, fight!

Shang Fei didn't know how far ahead he was, but the audience on the ground could see it clearly, the No. 7 player had surpassed Dugu Mubai at the moment, and he was only less than thirty zhang away from Shang Fei!

The audience on the ground also had solemn faces, Murong Yun clenched his fists tightly, and he didn't pay attention to the lottery slip in his palm.

At this time, no one looked at the picture of the light curtain anymore, and the audience on the ground all raised their heads and looked up at the sword light that was obviously slowing down, and behind the sword light were three or four figures that were pulling in the distance with every breath!

In the end, the sword light that was a little crooked to the end was the first to cross the finish line! After half a breath, the other players arrived one by one, and for the cultivator's eyesight, the advantage of half a breath was obvious.

Yesterday here, an extremely fast sword light broke through the end, and a Eight Courtyard sequence was born.

Today is still here, and another sword light flies slowly past the finish line, but its significance is equally extraordinary!

The first eight-academy flying sword joint cup third-order champion! At the same time, he is also a second-order monk!

It's hard to believe that a player from the Icelandic league (one of the lowest leagues in Europe) won the European Ballon d'Or that year!

Shang Fei, who had crossed the finish line, instantly collapsed to the ground, his sweat-soaked hair clinging to his forehead in a messy manner, and behind him was a group of listless third-order monks.

There were also bursts of cheers on the ground, especially the students of the Sword Fighting Academy, many of the people who had laughed at Shang Fei and Murong Yun for not cultivating properly, but at this moment, they had an expression of "I knew that this guy would come out one day" and showed off to the people around him how deep their friendship with Shang Fei was.

Fang Yan took the initiative to walk to Murong Yun's side, "Congratulations, you have won the bet, give me the lottery list, this is your spirit stone, count it." ”

Murong Yun came back to his senses and stretched out his hand a little embarrassed, and in his palm was a crumpled lottery list. "Is that okay?"

"It's okay, as long as the Dharma seal can be verified." Fang Yan passed the mana, and when he saw the light of the Dharma seal, he nodded.

After taking the spirit stone, Murong Yun was also a little excited, he was eliminated by a fraction of a millimeter before, Shang Fei broke into the finals alone, but he heard the rumors and rumors of the people around him who were not optimistic about Shang Fei, and Murong Yun, who was a little excited, put all his net worth on his friend, but he didn't expect to get a large amount of spirit stone now.

At this point, the second and third level competitions of the Flying Sword Competition are all over, and then the fourth and team competitions will be held.