On the ring, the scarlet sword in Ning Sha's hand groaned softly, his sword was very long, with a peak of four feet, although he was facing a top disciple, but in the eyes of Ning Sha, who was as stubborn as an old cow, it was impossible to have the word surrender, even if he was killed, he would not admit defeat, he was such a person!

Ning Sha was indifferent, while Fang Ming was holding a long sword with a smile on his face, and said lightly, "Don't you admit defeat?"

Hearing this, Ning Sha held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the bloody power behind him suddenly erupted, and smoke appeared under his feet!

"Cross Strangulation!"

Seeing Ning Sha's move, Yun Chen frowned, because he found that after such a long period of precipitation, Ning Sha's strength had not improved, but his aura had become weaker, and this change was not because he had become stronger.

"Ningsha's aura is not as strong as before!" Lin Yun on the side also saw it!

Yunchen nodded and said, "I think it should be that the injuries I left him have not fully recovered, and he should be hiding from me in the trial ground because of his injuries!"

By the time the two were talking, Ning Sha had already fallen back, holding the sword in both hands!

"Extreme Strangulation ......"

However, neither his vast killing force field nor the extreme strangulation could get close to Fang Ming, although they were both two points to the Yuan Realm, the real strength gap was still relatively obvious!

"Swinging ......"

At that moment, Fang Ming seemed to have seen all his methods clearly, because in the first round of the game, he had already observed Ningsha's strength!

The blade of the sword crossed, Fang Ming's long sword rotated to the limit, directly smashing Ning Sha's extreme strangulation sword light completely, and then a sword stabbed out and pointed directly at Ning Sha's eyebrows, and at this time, Ning Sha had no time to resist, his body could only burst back, the long sword followed, he retreated fast, and the long sword followed as fast as he could, until finally there was no way to avoid it, and his back directly hit the defensive light curtain on the edge of the ring!

"Fang Mingsheng!"

With Fang Ming's devastating battle, the scene cheered again, Ning Sha's strength was not trivial, however, in the face of the pro-disciples, there was no power to resist, which made many of the new cultivators dejected, and the old disciples all felt that they should look like they deserved!

No matter how strong Ningsha's cultivation is, but without precipitation, whether it is his means or artistic conception, it is not as good as his personal disciples, not to mention that there is a big difference, but there is also an absolute gap!

Of course, he was already strong compared to the rookie, he was ranked 11th in the trial tournament at the time, although this ranking is not accurate, but at least it can reflect some problems, and he can stand out from the 100-person final ten to explain!

However, it was this kind of strength that did not have the slightest ability to resist in front of Fang Ming!

As the referee announced the victory, Ning Sha walked out of the ring without looking back after collecting his sword, Fang Ming was a little annoyed, this kid was rude, he didn't even say hello, he should have left him a deep impression just now!

"Hmph!" Fang Yu snorted coldly and turned around and stepped down!

"Next game, Zhou Jian vs. Liao Yan!"

The game went on very quickly, the first round was like this, sometimes the time of the game was not as long as the two sides walked to the stage, which was helpless, in order to end the first round faster, in the first round, the ten sect disciples were all rookies, and the gap between them was too big.

But the first round was very fast, and the second round was quickly embarrassing!

In the second game, Li Xiye faced a rookie, and Li Xiye didn't move, but the other party directly abstained, because there was really no need to fight, and he was humiliated!

In the third game, Zhou Jian faced Liao Yan!

Liao Yan is also a disciple of the personal lineage, and now the battle between the disciples is inevitable and cannot be avoided!

As the referee announced, the scene rioted again, and the duel between the disciples of the family was getting better and better, whether it was a rookie disciple or an old disciple of the sect, they were all staring at the ring without blinking.

Lin Yun was also engrossed at this time, and the duel between masters was very valuable to watch, allowing martial artists to understand the gap between themselves and real masters.

"The two pro-descendants are facing off, I don't know what the result will be!"

Seeing that Lin Yun was engrossed, Yunchen said with a smile, "Liao Yan is mostly not Senior Brother Zhou's opponent!"

"How do you know?" Lin Yun asked!

Yunchen paused and said, "Don't you know that the old disciples of the sect have already held a final ten tournament before this?" Senior Brother Zhou is ranked fifth, and Liao Yan is ranked tenth, although it is only a gap of five places, but in front of the real masters, the difference is thousands of miles!"

Hearing Yunchen say this, Lin Yun, who was originally full of interest and anticipation, was directly deflated at this time, and said angrily, "You are so annoying!"

"Hehe!" Yunchen scratched his head in embarrassment, and was speechless for a while!

After a pause, Lin Yun spoke, "Then there is no need to compare those personal disciples?"

"Not really, because the disciples of the three deputy sect masters directly locked the top three, and there was no decisive battle between them! Moreover, the disciples who came out of the sect's final ten competition were originally going to fight against the masters of the entire Southwest Region, but now except for the disciples of our thirty-six dynasties, no one else came!" Yun Chen shrugged his shoulders and said, then he glanced at the other four who had passed the first round and a few rookies!

Ningsha should have given up the idea of entering the top ten, the other two were also very hard when they just advanced, and they didn't have a chance, the other one was a direct bye, but I couldn't earn it with my own disciples!

Thinking of this, Yunchen touched his chin suspiciously, it seemed that among the rookies of the Thirty-six Dynasty, he was the only one who could compete with his own disciples!

"Senior Brother Zhou, I know that I am not your opponent, and I am even ......" Liao Yan glanced at He Yuansong in the audience, then looked at Yunchen who was watching and shook his head with a smile, "I may even lose the place in the secret realm, but because I haven't fought with Senior Brother Zhou, I still want to see it!"

Liao Yan said that Zhou Jian nodded, he ranked tenth in the final ten competition, and his strength may be a little worse than He Yuansong, if he ranks last in the points competition, He Yuansong will definitely challenge him with the only opportunity to challenge, and he will probably not be able to keep it against He Yuansong!

He Yuansong was also hard-hitting, and he was bombarded in the first round, and he was unlucky to run into Yunchen!

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two saluted each other, and the next moment they drew their swords, and at this moment, Liao Yan had disappeared from the ring, and the audience was shocked!

"What about Liao Yanren, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye when I saw him just now?"

"I don't know, could it be that Liao Yan knows stealth?"

"But, maybe!"

Among the rookie disciples, many people were talking about it, but these words were heard by the old disciples, and their faces were full of contempt!

A young man glanced at the rookie disciples with his arms crossed, shook his head and said, "A bunch of ignorant imps don't even know the law of dark light!"

As the young man said, Liao Yan is majoring in the law of dark light, of course, his achievements are far from the law of dark light, but he has touched a threshold, which is also known as the artistic conception of darkness and the artistic conception of light, and Liao Yan is now using the artistic conception of light, manipulating the light and hiding his figure on the stage!

"It's really amazing, he can also manipulate the light to cover his body, this kind of person is absolutely first-class in assassination!" Yun Chen crossed his arms and looked at Zhou Jian who was holding a sword in one hand in the ring, if it weren't for his strong perception, he wouldn't have been able to find Liao Yan's figure!

It is very important to face such an enemy's soul power, because even if you close your eyes, you can still see the opponent's figure, of course, if the opponent's soul power is comparable to yours, it can also hedge with your perception, and then you will be in danger!

Of course, despite this, Yunchen also knew that Liao Yan was not Zhou Jian's opponent, don't forget that what Zhou Jian cultivated was the artistic conception of the wind, and he could detect any movement in the ten-zhang space as long as there was any movement.

Similarly, if Liao Yan is the artistic conception of the wind also has terrifying attainments, Zhou Jian will have no moves!

Of course, that's impossible!

Therefore, turning a martial arts master, cultivation is necessary but not the main thing, and a body of heavenly cultivation is equivalent to a stupid big man with brute force, and how to use it is the king.

This is also as Cang Ming realized, the law is the king!

On the ring, Zhou Jian had already closed his eyes at this time, and I don't know how long it took, with a soft groan, Zhou Jian moved, the sword light surged, and he shot out his sword again and again at a place of nothingness!

Dingdingding......

A series of iron collision sounds made everyone in the audience stunned for a while, because they couldn't see Liao Yan's figure at all, they only saw Zhou Jian dancing like a monkey, but the real sound of sword swinging was endless!

In the next moment, Zhou Jian's blade deflected abruptly, and when he came out again, there was another dinging collision, and then he stopped and smiled slightly, "You are hiding in the beam, but you can't escape the wind, if you stop here, you will lose!"

After saying that, the wind around Zhou Jian has gradually gathered, and the long hair is blowing!

In the blink of an eye, Liao Yan's figure had already appeared, his brows were furrowed deeply, and then he said, "My light concealment really can't fool you!"

Liao Yan felt that he was a little self-deceived, Zhou Jian's attainment of the artistic conception of the wind was higher than his dark light, and the artistic conception of the wind had a restraining effect on his light concealment technique, and he wanted to use this trick to Yin Zhou Jian was a little whimsical!

"However, the Light Concealment Technique is just a disguise!" The corners of Liao Yan's mouth rose slightly, of course he was not a fool, although Zhou Jian, who was proficient in the artistic conception of the wind, was invisible to the naked eye in the Hidden Light, but every time he moved, he would be accompanied by a merry flow, and he would inevitably be detected by Zhou Jian, so the Light Concealment Technique was just to hide his killing moves!

In the duel with Zhou Jian, he didn't think about grinding with him, he directly made a killing move, and if he was undefeated, he would be defeated!

"Liao Yan is really not Zhou Jian's opponent, his light concealment technique has no effect on Zhou Jian!" Lin Yun muttered in the audience!

"That's true!" Yunchen nodded!

"That's not right!"

Suddenly, Yunchen saw the corners of Liao Yan's overflowing mouth, and his pupils suddenly shrank......

However, at this moment, Liao Yan shook one hand slightly and spit out!

"Lightblade Kills ——!"

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