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Everyone was stunned for a while, and they were on the stage in a daze. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info please search!

At this moment, the ring was hit by thunder, and under the blow, there was a lot of fog that blocked the vision, and there were already several figures, but three of them could barely stand, and one of them had fallen to the ground.

"Who is it that fell to the ground?"

"It must be Ge Yun's sword species. ”

Everyone had a question in their hearts, but in fact, the look on their faces had already given the answer.

There was no doubt that it would never be two Sword Mountain disciples who fell to the ground, but only one of the two sword species. There is no doubt that the strength shown by Ge Yun's sword type is too weak and too weak, and Weng Yangming's sword type is strong, so it must be Ge Yun's sword type that falls.

The stunned expressions on everyone's faces slowly calmed down, and they were already cheering at the moment. Because they believed that it must be Ge Yun's sword species that fell, proving that Ge Yun had lost in this game and was beheaded in the hundredth.

Bursts of cheers echoed in the square, and even the celebration of Sword Mountain did not necessarily have so many cheers.

But......

As the thick fog in the ring cleared little by little, the standing figure in the ring was slowly revealed.

"Oh my God! It's ......."

"How is this possible?"

"It has to be me!"

Everyone erupted in exclamations and wiped their eyes, but on the stage, the figure standing proudly like frost did not change in any way.

He is Ling Zhi!

Ge Yun's sword species.

Weng Yangming was stunned, his expression was full of disbelief, and his eyes were even bigger, as if he wanted to kill Ling Zhi

"How is that possible? It can't be, it's certainly not true. Weng Yangming muttered in a low voice, and finally his expression was a little like he was about to go wild, and finally stabilized.

He Yun said hatefully: "Your sword species is very strong, since I can't clean you up, then naturally someone else will clean you up." You wait. ”

As soon as the words fell, Weng Yangming's figure had disappeared from the ring, and the sword species he borrowed had been returned back.

Ge Yun had only come back to his senses at this moment, his expression was shocked, and his face showed ecstasy, he didn't expect that his sword species would survive the thunder tribulation just now, and it seemed that he had successfully counterattacked and defeated the opponent's sword species.

What a surprise! Victory came so suddenly!

Elder Xiao Lei's sword species is really powerful.

"Haha! I'm waiting for you to clean me up. ”

Ge Yun responded loudly, at this moment, he was no longer worried about attracting hatred, after all, the hatred and hostility that he had provoked before had been very much, and now he was adding some more, and he was not afraid.

Moreover, he has Elder Xiao Lei's sword seed in his hand, and it is not certain who wins or loses. Why should he be a seed?

Ge Yun despised many Sword Mountain disciples, and after attracting countless hatreds, Shi Shiran walked to the rest area and meditated cross-legged with the sword seed.

Now that he has managed to go from 100 to 50, one more win will almost be equivalent to entering the top 20.

Ge Yun's goal is to be in the top 20, but seeing Le Lingzhi's strength today, he has raised his goal, he wants to become the first place in this year's sword competition, and become a dark horse that no one can compare.

Many Sword Mountain disciples sat peacefully, and many people gathered together to form a small group, talking non-stop, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

The top 100 into 50, only need to fight one battle, and the winner enters the top 50 competition. Then the lot is redrawn and the opponents are assigned. This series of rules is very fair, and there will never be a deliberate intention.

The game of 100 into 50 has been completed in only one morning, and after a break of three hours, the game of 50 into 25 is about to begin.

Ge Yun drew the number of thirty, and his opponent was the twenty-ninth - Ruan Hongyu.

A woman in a red shirt, the hair on her head fluttering, tied by red stripes, very temperamental.

Ruan Hongyu's number was twenty-nine, and her opponent was Ge Yun, and a smile had already appeared on her face. In this game, the winner has been decided, and there is almost no suspense.

And this was the decision of their group of Sword Mountain disciples. No matter who it is, as long as the opponent they encounter is Ge Yun, they will be willing to give away the strongest sword type until the end of the sword type competition.

Her sword type is a woman, and she is naturally inferior to a man in terms of body refining, and her strength is also the weakest level among the fifty. Originally, she had no hope for the top twenty-five, but at this moment, she was already full of confidence.

She's sure to be in the top twenty, and she's already beckoning to her with the sword monument of the mountain.

The top 50 entered the 25th, and there were not many rings opened, only ten, and they would not be opened at the same time as the preliminary selection.

First, the strength of the sword types of both sides in the battle at this moment is very strong, if the strength of the formation is not enough, it will definitely not be able to guarantee that the whole game can go smoothly.

Second, it limits the number of arenas, which can extend the battle time, leaving more time for the disciples of Sword Mountain to absorb more experience.

And at the same time, there are ten rings.

The first round is over, and it will not be long before Ling Zhi comes on the field.

As soon as Ge Yun took Ling Zhigang on the field, there were bursts of insults and ridicule outside the formation, and Ge Yun always had a gloomy face.

Just now, he had already learned from the discussions of other disciples that many Sword Mountains had specially targeted him, and at this moment, his heart was furious.

Everyone deliberately targeted him and arranged for the strongest sword species to play.

It's going to be very difficult to win this one.

Originally, he thought that it was already the limit that everyone could transfer the sword seed once, and if he did it again, he would inevitably be stopped by the elders, but the elders present at the moment would definitely be indifferent as if they hadn't discovered it.

Obviously, this matter has been tacitly approved by the elders.

"It's so shameless! This one must not be lost. Ge Yun scolded in his heart, his fists already clenched tightly.

He just wanted to win, why did everyone rise up against him. He didn't do anything wrong, although this kind of practice somewhat insulted the sword species, but didn't the sword species be improved because of this?

Ge Yun had countless justifications in his heart, but at this moment, he was like a fish in his throat, and he couldn't say a word at all.

All of this was brought on by himself.

Ge Yun took a deep breath and stood not far from Ruan Hongyu, his eyes firmly fixed on the sword species behind Hongyu.

"Come on, I'll be sure if you're the best or if I'm the best at the sword. ”

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