Although such a result was expected by Qin Yi, at this time, he was still extremely happy to see Long Yan defeat Xuan Hongguang and promote him strongly.

Yang Shiqi, Xuanlan and others also took a long breath, with happy smiles on their faces.

Of course, the happiest is naturally Long Yan's master and virtuous Wencheng, with Long Yan's promotion, there is no doubt that a rich reward has arrived again!

The difference in strength between Long Yan and Xuan Hongguang is actually very small, so their battle is also the most difficult and fierce, and the other four matches in the ring have long been over.

After their match, the first round of the "Win the Championship" competition also ended.

In this round of the competition, five court guards, including Long Yan, were successfully promoted, and Pu Qimai, Yi Tai, and Lin Xuanxuan in the "Top 10 Peak Court Guards" were also promoted in this round without accident, and the other one promoted was a young man who Qin Yi was not very familiar with.

There was no delay, and after the first round, the second round kicked off.

And Yang Shiqi, a genius in the sky, was arranged in this round of the game, and the ring number was No. 1.

In addition, the four people that Qin Yi is familiar with, Dongmen Yan, Nalan Ruolan, Junyan, and Ma Lianghan are also all arranged in this round of the game.

As Wei Chihuai announced the start of the game, the court guards who participated in this round of the competition all turned into a stream of light and rushed towards their respective rings.

Yang Shiqi turned her face and glanced at Qin Yi, and said softly, "I'll go." ”

"Go ahead, don't be afraid of your opponents, and let it go. ”

Qin Yi rubbed Yang Shiqi's hair dotingly, revealing a warm smile to her.

Yang Shiqi's opponent, when he was in the General Affairs Hall that day, everyone had already seen it, it was a young man named Sheng Yu, who gave people the feeling that he was not weak.

At this time, Sheng Yu, who looked handsome and wore a white robe, was standing in the No. 1 ring, his weapon was also a war spear, but it was a bronze war spear.

"Yang Shiqi, come up. ”

He held a bronze war spear, looked at Yang Shiqi under the ring, and smiled lazily, with a touch of confidence in that smile.

Yang Shiqi didn't say anything, the Xuan Qi in her body surged slightly, and the whole person shot towards the No. 1 ring, and in the blink of an eye, she came to the sky above the No. 1 ring.

With the Xuan Qi in the body, Yang Shiqi slowly landed in the ring in an extremely beautiful posture, like an alien immortal.

Just this falling posture made many males on the field look hot: it's beautiful!

As Yang Shiqi took out her Dulong Remnant Soul Sword, she saw that above the girl's head, a remnant dragon shadow dozens of zhang long suddenly appeared, churning in the air, and then rushed down violently and submerged into the Dulong Remnant Soul Sword.

"Buzz ......"

In an instant, the long sword in Yang Shiqi's hand seemed to be given life, and Wu Zi suddenly trembled, and a fierce killing intent came out of the sword.

And Yang Shiqi's temperament has also changed dramatically in an instant, and the whole person is like a long sword in her hand, giving people a sense of sharpness.

"Not bad!"

Qin Yi under the ring nodded slowly, he felt that Yang Shiqi at this time was much stronger than a month ago.

"Very good, Yang Shiqi, you are indeed a super genius, a super genius of the sword, I still say that, I am looking forward to fighting with you. ”

Sheng Yu smiled lazily, but he looked quite graceful, he held a bronze war spear, standing proudly in the ring, his clothes fluttering, up and down his body, slowly exuding a powerful battle intent.

"Ping Pong!"

There were no extra words, and the two quickly fought together, and the two white shadows were constantly intertwined in the ring.

After entering the Holy See, Xianwen inherited a new set of swordsmanship to Yang Shiqi, called "Elegant Seven Styles". This set of swordsmanship was carefully selected by Xian Wencheng according to Yang Shiqi's own characteristics.

This set of swordsmanship is soft and dexterous, containing fierceness, and the trajectory of the sword is natural.

In the long sword, the sealed soul of the dragon remnant has long been completely activated by her, and every time she attacks, there is a faint sound of dragon roaring, and the sword light that is split out is as dazzling as the sun, stabbing people almost can't open their eyes.

"Buzz ......"

Qin Yi urged his left hand and entered an ethereal state, and suddenly, all of Yang Shiqi's sword trajectories were ten times slower in his eyes.

"Flawless, without the slightest flaw!"

Qin Yi was secretly surprised, he couldn't find a single flaw in Yang Shiqi's swordsmanship, and every movement was like a cloud of water.

"Senior Sister Yang's body is sealed with a 'sword power', perhaps, she is really born for the sword......" Qin Yi frowned slightly, thoughtful.

He estimated that the "sword power" sealed in Yang Shiqi's body had not yet released one-third, but its combat power was already quite amazing.

I have to say that in the past, Tianxinghou's eyes were like torches, although he didn't know that Yang Shiqi's body was sealed with a "sword power", but he could see at a glance that Yang Shiqi was suitable for using a sword.

After pondering for a while, Qin Yi put his mind on Yang Shiqi's opponent Sheng Yu, this Sheng Yu is also so powerful that it is staggering, a bronze spear, completely integrated into the natural avenue, as if it is the only one in this heaven and earth, every attack, there is also no flaw.

"Flowing clouds!"

In the light shout, the bronze spear in Sheng Yu's hand almost turned into a point, and towards Yang Shiqi in front of him, he burst out, as fast as a meteor, and the whole bronze spear did not emit the slightest energy fluctuation.

In the blink of an eye, the bronze war spear stabbed Yang Shiqi's chest, and the killing intent was monstrous.

However, Yang Shiqi's graceful and delicate body was like a leaf, suddenly floating, the whole person did not have the slightest weight, the next moment, her slender and sturdy legs, on the bronze war spear, slightly, the long sword pointed, straight to Sheng Yu's throat: "Elegant Seven Styles - Fourth Style!"

The sharp tip of the sword, fast to the limit, seemed to have directly shattered a piece of emptiness, and directly hit Sheng Yu's throat, feeling the coldness of the tip of the sword, Sheng Yu was startled, and his body hurriedly retreated.

His face turned pale and he exhaled a breath that alone made him smell death.

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