The second round of matchups is mainly about focusing on who is strong or weak.

Of course, this is not a spectator observation, but a lot of referee observations.

After all, there are not many weak opponents who can enter two hundred in the previous audition, and now it is one, one for everyone, and under such a duel, it shows who is the real master. Although it is not comprehensive, in the eyes of god-level masters, it can roughly master the top twenty or even top ten masters.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, the first one became a favorite in the battle and attracted the attention of many audiences.

They were Ping Jianyun, who had the highest voice, against Murong Xian, who was also a first-tier master of the half-step god level.

Ping Jianyun is early force, and his voice is very high, but the second tier masters he encountered in the later stage are all second-tier masters, and it doesn't use much of his strength to solve the second-tier masters.

And Murong Xian was a force in the later stage, defeating Ao Xingcheng, Lin Ye, and Lin Xiaojian respectively, which can be described as immeasurable.

And Ao Xingcheng, Lin Ye, and Lin Xiaojian also temporarily lost the limelight because of the defeat, and their attention also dropped greatly. After all, only three people are selected from the Blue Night City stronghold, and as long as everyone loses, they basically can't be hooked up with the top three.

Su Chen asked Xinran: "These two, who do you say wins and who loses?" ”

"It's hard to say, both of them are half-step god-level, it is estimated that this is arranged by god-level masters, let the two of them show their strength, and see if they are qualified to fight with the demon clan, after all, there are many demon clans, I am afraid that the selected master will also be a half-step god-level to really reach the leading level."

Su Chen nodded, no one knows how vast the demon clan demon domain is, but it can be called a domain, I'm afraid it's not as simple as dozens or thousands of planets, even if a master is selected in a hurry for two months to face off, I'm afraid it's a half-step god level, and the human race doesn't have much chance of winning at all.

"One-on-one, play."

Ping Jianyun and Murong Xian both played.

Both of them were sword masters, standing on the battle platform, and countless sword qi flashed out of thin air, sweeping all around. Each has its own momentum, standing on one side, and has a unique power in its own world.

"I'm afraid I'm blind, Ping Jianyun is estimated to lose." Gladly replied.

Su Chen was silent and did not speak.

Both of them are half-step god level, and the competition is no longer about the strength of the mental method, but the collision of skills and tricks, which is stronger and which is weak, it depends on whose skills are profound.

Many people are staring at this, after all, most of them are also clear about the good intentions of god-level masters, and they want to use their demigod level to reassure their human race. Now it's time to see if the half-step god level of the human race can give everyone a solid reassurance.

As the order to start the contest was given, the two of them each made an invitation and began to attack.

There is no temptation, direct skill collision.

The sword aura around them spread out dazzlingly, and neither of them was weak, and in the eyes of everyone, if the person with insufficient eyesight could only see black dots from a distance, constantly moving. All the sword qi spread out, flashing out a terrifying light.

"Tsk, you deserve to be a demigod-level master, just an ordinary attack has played the power of a primary exercise, it's really amazing."

Xinmeng and many other god-level faces could not see joy and anger, but they could feel it, and everyone was a little silent.

The two of them fought against more than three hundred ordinary moves, but there was a sigh in the passionate eyes of everyone, maybe they were demigods, but their skills were not masters.

"Forget it, maybe their tricks are tough enough, after all, no matter how bad the duel is, it ends with tricks." Many god-level masters can only pray like this.

In the expectation of many audiences, the two of them almost represent super combat power. But the two demigod-level masters didn't know that in the eyes of the god-level masters, their skills had been thrown out of a few streets.

Su Chen and Xinran also frowned slightly.

Su Chen is a little better, these days he has been constantly making up for his division-level skills, and even after watching the battle, he has continued to temper his evil skills, and now basically the basic swordsmanship can be used in his hands as he likes. Xinran has not yet seen a single person who has made her weapon, which has to be said to be a sad ...... for the Terrans in the Red Zone There is no sorrow for the strong.

"Look, they're going to use a special trick to face off."

Suddenly, a guy pointed a finger, and he didn't need to point to know that the duel between the two must have come to the time of competition.

"Extreme Sword Pingyun!"

Ping Jianyun took a deep breath and drank it lightly in the distance, the sword qi flickered and opened, and the firmament vitality corresponded from afar, and the speed of unfolding the sword momentum was indeed a bit terrifying.

"Murong Sword Technique!"

Murong Xian used his family heirloom sword technique, and the sword technique unfolded, and the sky was full of sword qi, which penetrated and opened in an instant, like a sharp sword out of its sheath. A fierce sword aura flashed, spreading out like a row of sword qi, and the firmament above the platform shook and corresponded.

"These two hands have everyone's demeanor, Murong Xian is good, but it's a pity that the family heirloom swordsmanship is always a little bit worse, Ping Jianyun's self-created tricks are not in accordance with the rules, and there are a few scars that are difficult to heal, if they are healed, I am afraid they can go to the next level, and maybe it is not without the strength of a fight."

Xinmeng nodded and gave an evaluation.

"So who will win this one?" God-level masters also have clumsy moments, but they really don't know who wins and who loses.

Xinmeng shook her head: "Let's see." ”

Ping Jianyun's sword qi exploded violently, forming plane-like sword qi in the air, spreading out like ripples, but it didn't spread too far, and at this time, the semicircle didn't waste too much, and instantly rushed towards Murong Xian.

Murong Xian's family heirloom swordsmanship is the power of a sword, and it is cut down from above in an instant, leaving behind all the remnants of the Dao, which seems to be a sword, but extends beyond countless swords, and those afterimages that brave the cold light also give people great power, and the strength is unmatched, which is quite rare.

"Yikes!"

Murong Xian took the path of strength, a sword broke open, and the afterimage that spread out tore through Gangfeng, and at this time, a sword from the sky slashed down, slashing towards the sword shadow of Ping Jian Yun.

As soon as the two sword qi collided, countless huge powers collided, and Murong Xian's sword fell, forming a huge sword shadow around him. The sword shadow scattered, and most of the sword qi of Ping Jian Yun was instantly shattered.

Seeing that the afterimage was emitting such a might, Ping Jianyun showed an expression that was indeed so. Then with a pinch of his hand, the semi-circular sword qi around him instantly closed back, forming a silkworm cocoon, and at the same time, the sword qi that was ambushed on the flat sword net instantly split open, flashing out one after another dazzling sword shadows, and bombarded towards all the sword qi of Murong Xian.

"Break it for me!"

Murong Xian drank calmly, his infinity was confined to the encirclement of Ping Jianyun, and at this time, he could only drink coldly, and the sword inside spun rapidly, constantly stirring the encirclement of Ping Jianyun.

The people around only heard the sound of the inside, but no one saw the situation inside, and the two of them fought more and more heavily, bursting out of the extremely fierce vitality around them, and the width was scattered on the protective shield, and it also emitted a different form of power.

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The next one is more likely to be around seven to eight o'clock in the evening, and I will start working today~