Seeing that the soft sword was about to pierce Jiang Nian's grimace mask, he instinctively raised his left hand and stretched out his hand to block it in front of him.

Poof!

The soft sword lost Lin Yanzi's control, stabbed directly forward, and pierced into the general's palm, and the tip of the sword was exposed from the back of his hand.

Tick!

Blood dripped from his hands with a crisp sound.

Jiang Nian landed slowly, stretched out his hand to pull out the soft sword, and then shook it with internal force, directly shattering the soft sword and falling to the ground with a clear clanging sound.

"Player No. 56 wins and advances to the top ten!" Master Wukong's heart was shocked, and he quickly recovered from his astonishment, and after taking a deep look at Jiang Nian, he shouted.

"Blood Knife! Blood Knife! Blood Knife! ……”

As soon as Master Wukong's words fell, countless audience members stood up from their seats, raised their hands and shouted wildly, and the cheers came like a sea of mountains.

The sound is superimposed and deafening.

The huge cheers of the audience made Jiang Nian ignore the system prompt in his mind, and after looking at Lin Yanzi, who was broken into two pieces, he slowly came back to his senses.

Boom!

Nan Zhaosong was very annoyed, raised his hand and patted it, and the chair under him was torn apart and shattered in an instant.

"Lord Nan, why are you so angry, it's just that you lost a game, stop being angry, stop being angry!" Xuanyuan Sect smiled slightly and said, "Come on, prepare a new chair for Lord Nan." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

A eunuch beside him said respectfully, and then quickly walked out of the competition venue.

When the eunuch came back with a chair, Jiang Nian had already come down from the ring.

Nangong Ling watched Jiang Nian win the victory, glanced at it quietly a few times, and then withdrew her gaze, with a hint of joy in her heart.

It seems that Jiang Nian is happy that he has won the game.

"No, Nangong Ling, you are a person who has achieved great things, and you must not have such thoughts." Nangong Ling shook her head, her good-looking brows furrowed, and she lowered her head.

"This is a Buddhist gold medicine, and it has an excellent effect on external injuries." Master Wukong took out a white bottle and handed it to Jiang Nian.

Jiang Nian took it and thanked him.

"Come, your seat is over there." Master Wukong pointed to the golden chair not far away.

Jiang Nian nodded, walked over, and sat on the sixth chair.

Sitting next to him was a man in white, with a faint smile on his face, gently shaking the paper fan in his hand, and smiling slightly when he saw Jiang Nian coming.

Jiang Nian nodded, in response.

Immediately, Jiang Nian poured out the golden medicine, applied it to the wound on his hand, and then tore off a strip of cloth from his clothes and bandaged the wound.

"Sizzle......!"

Jiang Nian gasped, and when the golden medicine was applied to it, there were bursts of sharp pain, and the severe pain lasted for a long time, and after the severe pain disappeared, there was a tingling sensation from the wound.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of the elixir of Buddhism, and it lives up to the prestige of Jinchuang Medicine, and the wound has improved in such a short period of time." Jiang Nian moved his fingers and thought secretly in his heart.

At this time, the second game began.

The players in the second race were No. 26 and No. 93.

No. 93 is a man with an ordinary appearance, a Chinese face, large thick eyebrows, a burly, muscular body, and wearing a gray coarse linen dress.

The weapon in his hand is an extremely amazing heavy sword.

The whole body is pitch black, and the sword body is covered with fine patterns, which is a good weapon.

Contestant No. 26 has a sense of yin and evil in his whole person, wearing a black robe and a cloak, which makes it impossible to see his true appearance, and the weapon in his hand is a very thin long sword, and the whole person seems to blend into the shadows.

According to the information detected by the system, the name of the No. 93 player is Zhou Chuyong, and the No. 26 player is called Si Ye.

At the beginning of the game, Zhou Chuyong and Si Ye fought together, although Zhou Chuyong was brave, his moves were wide open and closed, and there was no indestructible meaning.

But Si Ye was even better, extremely fast, like a squid, shuttling around Zhou Chuyong, attacking from time to time, hitting Zhou Chuyong extremely embarrassed.

"I don't know, what is this brother called?" Just as Jiang Nian was watching the game, the man in white next to him suddenly asked.

Jiang Nian was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the man in white beside him, from this person's body, Jiang Nian instinctively felt disgust, but it was not easy to show it.

Jiang Nian frowned and said, "You can call me 'Blood Knife'"

"Oh, it's the Bloody Knife Boy." The man in white smiled and said, "In Xia Guangcheng, the first time we met, please give me a lot of advice." ”

"Guangcheng Gongzi is a first-class martial artist, and he has unique skills, and he is an ordinary prodigal son in the rivers and lakes, and he really doesn't dare to mention the name of advice." Jiang Nian said.

Because he was wearing a grimace mask, the man in white naturally couldn't see Jiang Nian's expression.

From the information probed out by the system, this person is Nan Wangye's person, and Jiang Nian doesn't feel good about Nan Wangye, plus he already has an instinctive dislike for the man in white, two by two, Jiang Nian naturally has no good tone.

"The Blood Knife Boy laughed, your sword technique just now can be described as an earth-shattering ghost god, and this kind of stunt is not something that ordinary people can learn." The man in white smiled, not annoyed.

Jiang Nian shrugged his shoulders and did not answer.

"Bloody Knife Boy, do you think that player will win this game?" Guangcheng asked with a smile.

"Ninety-three!" Jiang Nian said casually.

"Oh, but I don't think so, I think the twenty-sixth has a better chance of winning." Guangcheng shook his head, and then said, "I don't know why the Blood Knife Master thinks that Ninety-Three will win?" ”

"Why don't we take a gamble?"

When Jiang Nian heard this, he sneered in his heart, thinking that it was really the good who didn't come, and the one who came was not good, since you want to gamble, then I will accompany you to the end.

It just so happens that I've been upsetting you for a long time.

"Then how is Brother Guangcheng going to gamble?" Jiang Nian turned his head to look at Guangcheng and asked.

Guangcheng's eyes flashed, although it was vague, but he was still caught by Jiang Nian.

"In this way, we are actually people who practice martial arts, why don't we bet on the cheats of martial arts?" Guangcheng smiled, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"Say, you like my martial arts." Jiang Nian said straight to the point.

"Okay, the Blood Knife Boy is really fast!" Guangcheng said: "Just now, the knife technique used by Brother Tai is really greedy, why don't you bet on this?" ”

"Okay, it turned out that he took a fancy to my knife skills, he was really a hypocrite, and if he wanted to fight with me, you just waited to lose his ass!" Jiang Nian thought secretly in his heart.

Raising his head, Jiang Nian looked at Guangcheng and said, "I naturally have no opinion, I don't know what Brother Guangcheng plans to use to bet with me?" ”

I saw Guangcheng smile mysteriously, and slowly took out a black wooden box from his arms, and then opened a gap, revealing a golden light from it.

Jiang Nian's eyes suddenly lit up, his hand clapped, and said, "Okay!" Bet! ”