"Next, Lin Dong. ”

After Mo Li, it was the turn of Lin Dong, who was in ninth place, to choose the fighter.

"I abstain. ”

Lin Dong knew his strength very well, and there was a gap between him and the others in the seat. Being able to sit in this position is already his limit now, so he has no other ideas and directly abstains.

No one looked surprised, which was expected by everyone.

Lin Dong was followed by Shen Yanming, who ranked eighth, and chose to challenge Meng Tingkun, who ranked seventh.

The strength of the two is about the same, Meng Tingkun has a slight advantage, and finally won the victory.

After Shen Yanming, the person who chose to challenge was Meng Tingkun. In response to this situation, it was stipulated that he could be skipped first and let the person with a higher ranking challenge first, but Meng Tingkun did not do this, but directly gave up the opportunity to challenge.

Now Mo Li is ranked sixth, and Mo Li has just finished the battle, so he also skips Mo Li first and lets Wu Zhenjie, who is ranked fifth, challenge first.

Wu Zhenjie did not hesitate, and bowed to Zhao Jinyan beside him, signaling her to come to the stage.

It has to be said that the battle was exciting.

Wu Zhenjie is very flamboyant and conceited, but he does have conceited capital.

Combined with his slightly fiery personality, the fire attribute is aggressive, and he constantly launches offensives. Strong spiritual power, profound sword momentum, and strong strength are beyond doubt.

And Zhao Jinyan is the same as Jin Zhan, with dual attributes of gold and water, the sharp gold main attack, and the flexible water main defense. The shadow was floating, and the delicate face was extremely calm, and there was no sign of a big war in the slightest. But between the shots, there was no hand left, and Wu Zhenjie's sword momentum and profound spiritual power were scattered between her figure and danced, fighting with Wu Zhenjie.

The two who often fight each other on weekdays are also inseparable in the ring, which makes everyone in the audience addicted.

Because Zhao Jinyan has many supporters, both men and women, many people are secretly complaining that Wu Zhenjie is killing everywhere, and they don't pity the jade at all.

But Mo Li, who watched the battle all the time, felt that this battle was a little strange, although he couldn't tell what was strange.

After the final collision, Zhao Jinyan still had a slight advantage and won the battle.

Everyone in the audience applauded, impressed by Zhao Jinyan's strong strength and dusty temperament, and shouted Zhao Jinyan's name one after another.

"That's what a fight should look like. ”

Everyone in the audience breathed a sigh of relief, the battle between Mo Li and Jin Zhan was too terrible, and it left a deep impression in everyone's hearts. And after these two normal battles, everyone's hearts finally relaxed.

Wu Zhenjie looked annoyed, and walked to his seat with a scolding face. Everyone saw that he was unhappy and seemed extremely indignant.

Mo also glanced at him, and it just so happened that Wu Zhenjie also looked at him. After an instant of eye contact, Wu Zhenjie turned his head away and continued to sit back in his chair scolding.

But Mo Li's body was slightly stunned. The moment the eyes of the two intertwined, he clearly saw that in the depths of Wu Zhenjie's eyes, there was no trace of resentment, and there was just calm.

Like Meng Tingkun's choice, Zhao Jinyan also directly gave up the next opportunity to challenge.

"Next, Wang Fan. ”

Wang Fan slowly got up and looked at the two beside him.

With Wang Fan's ranking as high as third, there are only two people worthy of his challenge, the second Chang Feng, and the first Meng Bufan.

Stirring back and forth on Meng Bufan's handsome face and Chang Fengshou's slightly shy face, Wang Fan pondered for a moment, and finally made a decision: "Fengshou, I haven't fought for a long time, let me see your current strength." ”

Chang Fengshou raised his head and smiled a little shyly at Wang Fan: "Yes, I am also very curious about Brother Wang Fan's current strength." ”

Wang Fan flicked his footsteps and flew to the ring: "Then what are you waiting for." ”

Chang Fengshou's figure flashed, and suddenly fell on the ring.

Mo Li's heart moved slightly: "What a fast speed." ”

Wu Zhenjie's eyes froze: "His speed is fast again." ”

Chang Fengshou's unintentionally revealed his hand, which made several people have a slight reaction.

Wang Fan and Chang Fengshou stood in the ring, looking at each other from afar.

"The old rules?"

Wang Fan suddenly said a word.

"The old rules. ”

Chang Fengshou also nodded.

This ominous remark made Mo Li slightly stunned, but he saw that the faces of several people around him were calm, and it seemed that they had long been used to it.

"Senior Brother Wu, do you know what they mean?"

Wu Zhenjie reacted at this time, although Mo Li had already done it, and said lightly: "The two of them have only passed three moves for a long time. ”

Mo Li nodded suddenly. Three moves, I can already roughly calculate the strength of both sides, which is enough.

"First move, come on. ”

Wang Fan chuckled.

Chang Fengshou nodded, his shy face suddenly calmed down, and a faint spiritual power fluctuation emanated from him.

The faint thunder sounded under his feet, and Chang Fengshou's figure turned into a bolt of lightning, and before everyone in the audience could react, he had already come to Wang Fan.

It's so fast, it turns out to be a thunder attribute.

Mo Li's eyes froze, and he looked at the lightning flashing in the ring with some amazement.

Among the seven attributes, if ranked by speed, the wind attribute ranks first, and the thunder attribute ranks second.

And now the speed shown by Chang Fengshou, among the people Mo Li has seen, only Meng Bufan, who is of the wind attribute, can overpower him.

"You're faster. ”

Wang Fan exclaimed, but the spirit sword in his hand did not hesitate at all, and slowly cut it down.

Two huge sword forces erupted at the same time, and faint spiritual power fluctuations emanated from the spirit swords in the hands of the two people.

Bite!

The two spirit swords crossed and collided, Wang Fan's legs did not move, but his feet brushed the surface of the ring and slashed backwards. About a few meters later, Wang Fan's body stopped, and Chang Fengshou, who turned into lightning, finally stopped.

Boom!

A dull sound came from between the two colliding spirit swords, the sound made by the collision of overly condensed spiritual power.

The two figures stepped back and distanced themselves.

The first move ended in this ordinary move, and it seemed that the two of them were just making a show.

But only those who have reached a certain level of strength know that this is the two of them exploring each other's heritage. The result is obvious, the two of them are half a pound.

"Second move!"

Chang Fengshou said lightly, after entering the combat state, he seemed to have changed into a different person, his shyness disappeared, and he was replaced by a deep calm.

The purple light flashed in his eyes, and the slightest lightning flashed on Chang Fengshou's body.

"Phantom Purple Slash!"

With a soft shout, Chang Fengshou's figure burst out, and with every step, the figure was one point faster.

Instead of going directly towards Wang Fan, the Dao figure fell around Wang Fan and surrounded him.

In the exclamations of everyone, there were more and more afterimages, and more than a dozen identical Chang Feng Feng shrouded Wang Fan. At a certain moment, all Chang Fengshou raised his spirit sword at the same time and slashed it fiercely. More than a dozen purple crescent light blades shot out at the same time, completely sealing Wang Fan's path.

Wang Fan's face was calm, and the spirit sword in his right hand was lightly raised. I didn't see him make any moves, and more than a dozen sword lights appeared at the same time, slashing at more than a dozen purple light blades one by one.

Lin Dong exclaimed: "It's still so powerful." Brother Wang Fan's strength is not in martial arts, but in the most profound swordsmanship. What he cultivates is the "Mortal Dust Sword Technique" with no attributes, which can be combined with the spiritual power of any attribute. The more profound the mastery of the sword, the stronger the power of the Fanchen Sword Technique, which is extremely suitable for Brother Wang Fan. ”

Rub it!

More than a dozen purple light blades collided with more than a dozen sword lights, shattering one after another. And the sword light is also weak and disappears.

"The third move!"

Without the slightest pause, Wang Fan said softly.

There was no wave in the ancient well, and the spiritual power in the body frantically poured into the spirit sword, but the aura contained in the spirit sword gradually decreased, and finally it was dim and became without any sense of existence.

"A sword in the dust!"

The spirit sword slowly slashed out, but it came to Chang Fengshou very quickly.

It feels extremely slow, but it seems to be extremely fast, which makes people's hearts feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Ten thousand miles of thunder and lightning!"

Chang Fengshou snorted lightly, his hair stood on end, and a jumping arc suddenly appeared all over his body. The arc of the spirit sword flashed, and the sound was endless.

The rapidly rising aura suddenly condensed and stopped at an extremely high point.

Just as Wang Fan's simple sword fell in front of him, the spirit sword wrapped in the arc turned into a flash of lightning and slashed directly.

Rumble!

A strong arc of electricity exploded, enveloping the entire ring. Everywhere in the ring, there was an arc jumping. Fortunately, there is a light mask to block the arc.

The fire spirit power hidden in Wang Fan's spirit sword suddenly exploded, and all the arcs that burst out were blown away.

And Wang Fan and Chang Fengshou retreated violently, a trace of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and they could stop retreating after more than ten meters.

The three moves have passed, how to divide the victory and defeat?

"Your thunder spirit power is still so strong. ”

Wang Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said softly.

"Brother Wang Fan, your mastery of kendo is becoming more and more profound, and I am willing to bow down. ”

After the battle, Chang Fengshou returned to a shy appearance again, his dark face was slightly red, and then he said, "I recognize ......"

"I throw in the towel"

Just when Chang Fengshou wanted to admit defeat directly, Wang Fan said this sentence before him.

"The victor always reaps the harvest. ”

Elder Zheng Zhi immediately said in a loud voice.

Chang Fengshou was anxious: "Brother Wang Fan, it should be that I lost, why are you admitting defeat!"

Wang Fan walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder: "I don't think you are weaker than me, you still have a chance to fight for the first." ”

Chang Fengshou sighed: "I'm not his opponent, I fought him once before Dabi. ”

Wang Fan was stunned for a moment and nodded: "It seems that we are still a lot worse, let's go, let's go down." ”

Chang Fengshou nodded and looked at Elder Zheng Zhi: "Elder, I give up the opportunity to challenge. ”

The two of them then walked towards their seats.

And just when Chang Fengshou gave up, everyone's eyes all looked at the person on the seat, Mo Li.

Now that everyone has finished the challenge, only Mo Li, who has been recovering after defeating Jin Zhan, has one more chance to challenge.

Under everyone's gaze, Mo Li slowly stood up and looked at the figure sitting in the first place.

"Brother Meng, in the past, the first battle was never decided, and today, the last battle of this big competition will be ended by the two of us, how about it?"

Meng Bufan smiled lightly: "Why not!"

The two figures flashed and landed on the ring at the same time.

The final battle, all eyes on it.