Quietly, two days have passed since the preliminary rounds were in full swing, and the fierce battles were dazzling.

Three games a day, 200 people each, seven games have been played in two days, and the preliminary round has been halfway through, and the time for the second round is getting closer and closer.

"No. 7 Wang Bo single battle ......"

The loud voice of the head of the Li family paused, his face became strange, he turned his face sideways and glanced at Jun San, who was talking to Qin Yiyi in a low voice, turned his head and continued to announce the list, "Twenty-seventh, Jun San." ”

The voice of the head of the Li family fell between heaven and earth, and there was an uproar in the square, and they began to whisper and discuss, and on the stone platform, the faces of the heads of the family were also strange.

The father and son of the Wang family glanced at Jun San at the same time, and the surprise and viciousness in their eyes could not be concealed, it was really heaven to help the Wang family, and they could eliminate the little mongrels of the Qin family in the preliminary round.

Jun San was stunned for a moment, and then immediately showed a reassuring smile to Qin Yiyi and Father Qin, and turned around and walked towards the stone platform.

Wang Bodan snorted coldly, stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, ran his body, rose into the air, borrowed his strength again on the edge of the stone platform, and his body fell towards the square.

Compared with Jun San, there is no doubt that Wang Bodan's appearance is very popular, and the guards of the Wang family are in the stands and applaud their young master's appearance vigorously.

These abrupt voices were particularly abrupt in the world, and no one in front of the square applauded Wang Bodan's wonderful performance except for some people who were related to the Wang family.

Seeing this, the corners of the Wang family's mouth twitched in the stands, and he glanced at the surrounding family masters, his face was full of embarrassment, he smiled wryly, turned his head and glared at the guards behind him.

Opposite Wang Bodan, Jun San slowly stepped into the square under the gaze of everyone, stood opposite Wang Bodan, stretched his waist, and directly ignored Wang Bodan on the opposite side.

Wang Bodan's face was pale, and he was naked contempt, this was simply an insult to himself, and the anger in his eyes was about to turn into substance and drown Jun San.

"Little bastard, you're dead!"

The voice sounded, Wang Bodan's figure swept towards Jun San, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, his face was vicious, his right palm turned into a fist, and the aura was condensed, mixed with the sound of breaking the air and smashed straight towards Jun San's beautiful face.

The hair on Jun San's forehead was blown up by the strong fist wind, revealing the black pupils under the hair, and the spiritual power on the right palm was condensed, and at the moment when the fist fell, the right palm was punched out, and the fist was fist to fist.

After a moment of stalemate, the first confrontation between the two ended with each of them taking a few steps back.

Jun San's delicate face was indifferent, and he only showed a smile when he caught a glimpse of the shadow in the stands.

Jun San's expression fell in Wang Bodan's eyes, only to feel that an invisible slap was slapped on the face, his chest was full of anger, and his eyes were full of anger and jealousy when he looked at Jun San.

Seeing the shocked face of Miss Qin, Wang Bodan naturally wanted to hug the beauty, and at this moment, when he saw Jun San and the beautiful woman, his eyes were full of envy and anger.

"Okay—"

The audience stared at the two people in the field, cheering and applause one after another, but the object was only Jun Sanyi and Wang Bodan.

In the entire Qingshan Town, except for the Wang family's dog legs, where will anyone applaud and cheer for the Wang family?

Jun San moved, a person who has been tempered by life and death for a long time will naturally not be afraid of anyone in hand-to-hand combat, and his body quickly approached Wang Bodan, and every part of his body turned into a life-threatening weapon.

Fists, palms, knees, elbows, legs, Jun San, who was close to him, did not give Wang Bodan the slightest chance to open the distance, and the tricks fell on the throat, heart, head and other vital parts, completely suppressing Wang Bodan.

Soon, Wang Bodan, who could only defend against Jun San's attack, sweated on his forehead, his entire back was wet with cold sweat, and his face was gloomy.

On the stands, the head of the Wang family clearly looked at the battle situation in the ring, his palm was excessively forceful and left a mark on the stone bench, his face was pale, and his eyes hated to swallow Jun Sansheng alive.

Father Qin glanced at the head of the Wang family, a playful look flashed in his eyes, he turned his head to look at his precious daughter, coughed loudly twice, attracting everyone's attention, and said loudly: "Yiyi! Why do you say that Jun San is so unlucky? It turned out to be the late stage of the Spirit Realm," the voice of the four words in the late stage of the Spirit Realm was extremely heavy.

Several family heads all laughed in low voices, the Sun family head laughed even more, and the Wang family head's face became more and more gloomy, like ink on paper.

"Boom-" sounded, just after being replaced, the teacup turned into a pile of powder again, and the tea fell to the ground along the palm of the Wang family's palm.

"Don't rejoice too soon. After speaking gloomily, the head of the Wang family set his eyes on the battle situation, his face was dark and uncertain, and he no longer spoke, it was always the old fox who knew how to minimize the embarrassment.

The corners of Father Qin's mouth twitched, and he secretly scolded the old fox, but he didn't make a sound, and also focused his eyes on the two of them.

On the ring, the close bodies of the two separated, and an embarrassed figure retreated violently, taking advantage of Jun San's breathing, Wang Bodan seized the opportunity to break away from the battle.

In Jun San's pupils, his expression was slightly solemn, it seemed that he had the upper hand in the battle just now, completely suppressing Wang Bodan, but in fact, he did not cause any substantial damage to the other party, but only made the other party look embarrassed, and couldn't help but sigh secretly: Sure enough, the Ten Thousand Souls Realm is not so easy to deal with.

The soles of his feet stepped heavily on the ground, and his body bowed slightly, and then like an arrow off the string, he swept out again.

The corners of his mouth pulled out a mocking look, and with a wave of his palm, a long sword appeared in Wang Bodan's hand, comprehending the power of Jun San's close combat, he would not be stupid enough to give Jun San another chance to get close again.

The long sword is silver-white, there is a faint energy fluctuation on it, a Jiao head is carved on the hilt, and a round blue demon crystal in the mouth of the Jiao is quietly placed in it, and the thin lines spread out from the demon crystal, which is obviously an extraordinary Xuan Sword.

Looking at the sharp Xuanjian in the blink of an eye, Jun San's pupils shrank, and he slowly exhaled, and when the long sword reached his front, his footsteps moved slightly, and his body was on one side.

The long sword slashed down against Jun San's cyan shirt with the sound of breaking through the air, and the strength of the sword body blew the hair on Jun San's forehead.

If you miss a blow, it will turn into a horizontal slash.

Jun San's body leaned back, reaching ninety degrees to avoid this blow, his feet stomped on the ground, with the help of the power of the reverse thrust Jun San's figure slid on the ground, a cold light flashed, and the low-level Xuan Sword appeared in Jun San's palm.

The battle between the two attracted the attention of everyone in front of the square, and the rest of the battle looked a little boring compared to it. Looking at the lightning battle between the two, many people took a breath of cool air, and pinched a handful of cold sweat in their palms, as if they were the ones who were fighting, and their bodies were in a tense state.

With a long sword in hand, why be afraid?

Jun San's figure shot towards Wang Bodan again, his body quickly approached, holding the sword in his right hand, and the cold sword tip stabbed out like lightning, pointing directly at the center of his eyebrows.

Wang Bo held the long sword in one hand in front of him, with the help of the power from the tip of the sword, the soles of his feet rubbed on the ground, slid backwards, and stopped his figure floating lightly for dozens of meters, the tip of the sword pierced the ground, and his body soared into the sky, and the spiritual power of the long sword in his right hand fluctuated, covering the long sword, and stabbed straight towards Jun's three-sided door.

Jun San's expression was solemn, and the next step was no longer just a competition of combat skills, the confrontation just now was just a mutual test between the two, and the battle had just begun at this time.

Jun San stood on the ring, his green shirt fluttering, and the next moment, like a thunderbolt, the long sword trembled, wrapped in spiritual power, and his steps were light, and after a few steps, his body was off the ground, and the long sword was facing forward.

"Foot--"

The two spiritual power-covered swords met in the cold air, and the two fought more than ten times in an instant, and with the help of the collision force of the swords, their bodies continued to rise.

It wasn't until they reached a few feet in the air that the figures of the two were staggered apart, floating lightly, standing at both ends of the ring, their clothes moving without wind.

With the late stage of the spiritual realm cultivation as the opponent of the early stage of the Ten Thousand Spiritual Realm, Jun San is not inferior at all, the spiritual power is far more powerful than that of cultivators of the same level, and the combat skills between life and death are not lost to anyone, which is also where Jun San's confidence lies.

Jun San's face was only slightly solemn, even he didn't dare to underestimate any cultivator, Wang Bodan at the other end had a gloomy face, he was one rank higher than the opponent, he didn't solve the opponent in the first place, and what was even more odious was that he couldn't take any advantage in the confrontation, and he felt a strong sense of shame in his heart.

Slowly raised his hair and looked at Jun San at the other end, Wang Bodan's dark eyes flashed with resentment, his body was straight, his hair fluttered, the long sword was held in front of him, the seal between his right hand was pinched, and a drop of blood was forced out from between his fingers and fell on the silver-white long sword, and the light was shining in an instant.

"Blood Sacrifice Sword—"

Blood sacrifice sword, an extremely vicious kendo spiritual skill, with the help of the power of essence and blood in the body, forcibly enhance the power of spiritual skills, there are certain sequelae, hurting others and hurting themselves, and people with upright hearts generally do not practice.

Jun San's face changed slightly, and from the blood-colored light that appeared from the silver-white long sword, he felt a strong sense of crisis, and immediately ran the spiritual power in his body, and frantically penetrated into the long sword, the long sword soared into the air, hanging above his head, and the substantial spiritual power long sword quickly spread to the size of several zhang before stopping.

"Cloud Slash—"

The roar fell, and several zhang of spiritual power swords flew towards the blood-colored strange light, and under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, two swift attacks collided in the air.

The huge light quickly spread over the ring, instantly submerging the figures of the two of them, until they reached the edge of the ring, and the spreading light slowly stopped.

Countless eyes were staring at the light above the ring, and even the players in the other battle games stopped the battle in their hands, looking at the ring where a fierce battle broke out on the square in amazement, unable to hide the horror in their eyes, this is also the same person who participated in the big competition as them, thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a strong sense of frustration in my heart.