On the other side, Bai Zhiyuan was facing a cold man with two knives.

She watched dozens of duels, only the man in front of her was not much different from her in all aspects, and the rest of the disciples either had great strength, or had a speed much faster than her, or had special combat methods...

Under the trade-off, this cold man in the No. 44 dueling platform has hope of defeating himself!

After Bai Zhiyuan handed over the number plate to the deacon disciple, she clenched her fists slightly at the cold man:

"Bai Zhiyuan, a disciple of Elder Ma, came to ask Senior Brother for advice. ”

The cold man didn't show any other expression because the person who came was a woman, but just responded coldly:

"Wang Ling, Elder Li's disciple, please advise!"

Yu Bi pulled out the two knives glowing with cold light from both sides of his waist, gently rubbed them twice in the void, and made an infiltrating "squeak" sound, and then put on a posture of attacking Bai Zhiyuan.

Bai Zhiyuan also drew the long sword behind his back with a solemn face.

When the deacon's disciples announced the start of the duel, they rushed towards each other as fast as they could.

"Ping-pong!"

The figures of the two staggered and landed in mid-air, and then rushed towards each other again...

After more than a dozen confrontations, the two sides finally did not continue to attack each other, and stood in place to regroup.

I saw that the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, his face was pale and panting, and there were no less than four or five wounds on his body.

The cold man on the opposite side did not have any scars on his body, except for a slightly rapid snort, it was not different from before the battle.

It seems that Bai Zhiyuan is not only a cultivator, but also has a certain gap with the other party in terms of strength.

Bai Zhiyuan settled down, relying on his body and martial arts alone, he couldn't get benefits under the hands of a cold man, and it seemed that his only chance to win was to see if he could unexpectedly cast the "Drifting Snow Sword Technique" to cause a lot of creation.

In the next second, Bai Zhiyuan mobilized the spiritual power of his body, and followed the running route of the "Drifting Snow Sword Technique" to run rapidly, and the long sword in his hand slowly condensed white frost with extremely cold power.

The water vapor in the air beside the sword was also condensed into countless white snowflakes under the influence of the extremely cold intention, and under the conscious traction of the white zhiyuan, it slowly flew around the spirit weapon long sword.

Seeing this, the cold man's eyes sank, and the two full moon scimitars on his hands actually "soared" into flames more than three feet long!

"It's a duel between sword and sword, ice and fire!

The disciple who was watching the battle said excitedly:

"Suppose ice extinguishes the flames, or fire incinerates the ice?"

The other disciples on the side thought for a while and then replied:

"In terms of visual effects alone, I think the Flame Twin Swords are more domineering, and they should be able to defeat the Frost Sword!"

"I think the power of the Frost Sword is restrained, and its power should not be underestimated, and the two sides have a fight!"

Many people directly recognized Bai Zhiyuan as the girl who fought in the final melee in yesterday's primary election, and after knowing her roots, most people thought that the cold man would win, although some disciples were still optimistic about Bai Zhiyuan's "Drifting Snow Sword Technique", but her cultivation did have a certain gap with the cold man, and this battle was not optimistic!

Bai Zhiyuan's heart slowly sank after seeing the sudden fire light on the cold man's double knives and the blazing meaning emanating from them:

She never thought that the cold man would hide a fiery sword technique... The few times he had seen him fight before had been to use an assassination technique similar to the Shadow Knife technique.

In order to ensure that his side of the icy world would not be invaded by the other party's fire intent, Bai Zhiyuan had to increase the output of spiritual power... Despite this, the Forty-Fourth Arena was still blazing.

Bai Zhiyuan must find a way to defeat the cold man in a short period of time.

Her mind was in a hurry, and she stepped on the skillful footwork to attack the cold man quickly, if she let the opponent take advantage of the right feeling when she was at a disadvantage, then there was no possibility of victory.

"Ping-pong!"

The collision between a sword and two swords in the air at a rapid pace, due to the diametrically opposed spiritual attributes, will always produce a tiny explosion at the place of contact when colliding... Countless snowflakes in the air are also rapidly turning into thick fog.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen encounters fell, and most of the No. 44 platform was covered by a thick white fog.

Taking advantage of the gap in the dense fog to obscure her vision, Bai Zhiyuan ran quickly without touching the ground, trying her best to restrain her breath and voice and slowly move around the cold man, wanting to find a suitable opportunity to sneak attack.

The cold man guessed what Bai Zhiyuan wanted to do at once, and his eyes did not change in any way, but silently increased the speed at which the spiritual power in his body was injected into the two scimitars!

"Hoo !!"

The flames on the twin knives suddenly became huge, and the cold man ignored the Bai Zhi Kite beside him, who had been waiting for an opportunity to attack him, and danced the double knives quickly in place, and the flames on the knife body suddenly soared as if they had eaten a stimulant.

Within a few breaths, the white mist in the sky was wiped out, directly revealing the white angelica that was hiding in it with a shocked face.

At this moment, she was like a little rabbit exposed to a wild wolf, showing a desperate expression... The cold man rushed towards her in the next second with his twin knives.

Seeing this, Bai Zhiyuan jumped behind the deacon disciple in fright, and screamed with tears:

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!

The deacon's disciple looked at the Flame Scimitar, which had almost cut his eyebrows, with a pale face, and announced the victory of the cold man.

After the initial shock, Bai Zhiyuan quickly returned to her normal expression, without any look of chagrin.

She jumped off the field and pouted and muttered:

"My strength is still too weak... I won yesterday's scuffle, but if it's really a one-on-one duel, I still have too much to lack... When the Cave Heaven Competition is over, I must pester Senior Sister Li'er so that Qin Hao can teach me!"

At this moment, Qin Hao, who was still waiting for the rest of the disciples to fight on the No. 1 dueling platform, didn't know that Bai Zhi Yuan Nan Nizi had actually made up his mind, and suddenly sneezed, and said to himself:

"I'm a Turin cultivator who can still sneeze... There must be someone behind my back who says bad things about me! These people are really, if you doubt my strength, why don't you just challenge me... One by one, hiding behind other people's backs and saying bad things about people, it's not a thing!"

It had been two or three hours since the start of the big competition, but in the first dozen or so dueling rings, except for Qin Hao, who had been challenged twice, none of the rest of the people came to fight, which made Qin Hao's heart depressed.