With the passage of time, the competition of the four groups has ended, and the eight people who entered the finals are Wang Chong, Gu Zhong, Liu Jie, Zhao Minji, Zhang Yu, Zhang Wu, Shen Fan, and Jia Xue.

As for Han Ping and Li Yufang, who ranked fifth and sixth on the outer list, they were both eliminated in the group stage and could only compete with other disciples for ninth and tenth.

Everyone returned to the competition platform again, and Elder Fang once again boarded the competition platform, and he will personally judge the finals.

"Below, the eight of you draw lots, No. 1 vs. No. 8, No. 2 vs. No. 7, No. 3 vs. No. 6, No. 4 vs. No. 5, four games, and the winner enters the top four!" Elder Fang's voice was high, provoking the emotions of all the disciples, and the cheers came one after another.

After the draw was completed, Shen Fan was No. 7, and his opponent was No. 2, Gu Zhong.

Wang Zhong is No. 1, and his opponent is No. 8 Liu Jie.

Zhao Minji is the number three, and the opponent is the number six Zhang Yu.

Jia Xue is the fourth, and the opponent is Zhang Wu.

In the hearts of everyone, the one who is qualified to win the top four, the strongest voice is Liu Jie, followed by Wang Chong and Zhao Minji, because Shen Fan defeated Li Yufang, revealing at least fifty and a half yuan of cultivation, making everyone curious, this person who rose from the unknown, can win all the way to the end.

"In the first scene, Wang Zhong vs. Liu Jie!" Elder Fang was full of anger, and he shouted, and the originally noisy scene suddenly quieted down.

Wang Chong and Liu Jie got together for no more than three zhang.

Wang Chongren was tall and big, holding a golden stick, standing on the competition platform, like an unshakable mountain, he was shirtless, revealing bronzed skin, and every muscle contained terrifying explosive power.

Liu Jie is the appearance of a turbid Shijia son, with a breezy smile on the corner of his mouth, his hands are turned behind his back, and his expression is calm, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze, but careful people will find that Liu Jie is standing there as if he is a knife behind him, restrained and terrifying.

"A year ago, I was only defeated by you with one move, this time, I want you to be defeated by my sword!" Liu Jie stared at Wang Chong's eyes, and his breath suddenly became fierce.

Wang Chong snorted coldly and laughed: "Anyone can say big things! If you want to defeat me, then you have to see if you Liu Jie has the ability!"

"Let's fight!" Liu Jie shouted, and rushed towards Wang Zhong with an arrow step, and the crescent moon knife came out of its sheath sonorously, bringing up a cold wind, turning into a piece of knife shadow, and slashing Wang Zhong obliquely.

Wang Chong's expression was solemn, compared with a year ago, Liu Jie's knife skills were more exquisite, fast as a wind, and there was a thick killing machine hidden in the agility, just a knife, it would transform into an infinite killing machine, and there was a sense of oppression invisibly, it seemed that no matter where he hid, this knife would hit him.

"Good knife technique!" Wang Zhong shouted, since he couldn't hide, then take it hard.

In the past year, his progress has also been not small, whether it is strength or physical strength, even Zhang Wu, who specializes in body refining, is not his opponent. At this moment, the shadow of the knife struck, and with a flick of his wrist, the golden long stick roared out, meeting the meniscus knife.

"Bump!"

After the blow, the two men each took a step back, evenly matched.

"Qingfeng Slash!" Liu Jie's legs were forced, borrowing the inertia of retreating, and he recoiled again, and at the same time, the meniscus knife made a sound of breaking through the air, like a fresh wind, attacking Wang Chong.

The strange thing is that the breeze is blowing, and there is no knife shadow.

"What a fast knife!"

Shen Fan's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but exclaim. The breeze is a high-level martial art, the knife is like a breeze blowing the earth, only to see the breeze without seeing the knife, focusing on the three characteristics of elegant, agile and swift. At this moment, Liu Jie is unleashed, like an antelope hanging horns, unfathomable, all the knife light is restrained, hidden in the breeze, it can be said that the word swift and fast has grasped a certain temperature.

At least it is the peak of Xiaocheng, infinitely close to Dacheng.

"It's a good time!" Wang Da shouted, as the number one on the list, he was naturally not in vain.

Seeing the meniscus slashing, he stomped on the ground with both feet, his center of gravity sank, the muscles of his arms bulged, his muscles and veins violated, his blood and qi exploded, and his whole person became red, like a strong man, wielding a golden long stick, and the shadows of the sticks overlapped.

"Dingding......

The sound of impact came, sharp and piercing, and everyone only saw countless knife shadows and stick shadows colliding, and they couldn't tell where the real knife and stick were.

"Twenty-four slashes in an instant! Qingfeng Slash is worthy of being a high-level martial art, and it even has the effect of increasing the speed of the sword. Shen Fan muttered. Wang Chong and Liu Jie's series of battles are indeed exciting, and the two of them, as the top three disciples on the list, far surpass Li Yufang and others in strength.

"Wang Chong's stick technique is good. The Ground Splitting Stick is also a high-level martial art, and he has also cultivated to the peak realm of Xiaocheng, reaching the point where the stick is like a mountain and the stick shadows overlap, and it can be attacked and defended. At the elder's seat, an elder surnamed Wang who looked at the seventh section of the open pulse praised.

Wang Zhong is his own family, and he is also from the Wang family of the seven major families in the imperial capital, he analyzed: "If this continues, if the two want to separate the winners and losers, it is estimated that they will need 300 moves. ”

"Three hundred moves, it's not necessary, Wang Chong will lose soon. A middle-aged man who looked a little similar to Liu Jie chuckled.

"Liu Gongqing, why do you say this, does your nephew still keep any hole cards?" The elder surnamed Wang was a little unconvinced, he and Liu Gongqing's cultivation were comparable, and he could stand Liu Gongqing's disdainful posture.

He knew that Liu Gongqing was Liu Jie's uncle, but there was no need to be so partial in his words.

"Hey, hey, if there are any hole cards, you'll be able to see it soon. Liu Gongqing looked mysterious.

At this time, Wang Chong and Liu each used their own means, the shadows of sticks and knives flew in the sky, the sharp sound of breaking the air and whistling sounded, the smoke and dust rolled, and the momentum was disordered.

"Crack the ground!" Suddenly heard Wang Chong shout, the golden stick in his hand suddenly swelled, burst out with a mountain-like momentum, and smashed down on Liu Jie's head.

Liu Jie's face changed slightly, he didn't dare to take it hard, his footsteps moved, and the whole person appeared a few feet away.

Click!

The golden stick struck the ground, and the huge force smashed several cracks in the martial arts platform made of refined iron and stone.

The fine iron stone and other idle swords were difficult to hurt, and Wang Zhong smashed them with a stick, which showed the terrible power of that stick.

"Senior Brother Wang Zhong is so powerful, if this move hits me, it is estimated that he will be smashed into rotten meat. ”

"It deserves to be the first on the list, and the strength is really strong!"

"However, Senior Brother Liu Jie is also very powerful, and he can calmly dodge such a fierce blow. ”

......

"Wang Chong, I can't imagine that your strength has reached this point in a year. Liu Jie stopped, and suddenly smiled: "However, if you only have this kind of strength, then you can defeat me!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Jie was like a tight bow, tightening the strength of his whole body, pouring his hands, and the nine looming strengths were submerged in the meniscus knife, and he held it high to make a chopping shape, and an invisible strong wind rushed towards the king.

"Ninety percent of the half-yuan strength!"

"Wow! Senior Brother Liu Jie is too strong, he has reached ninety percent of his half-yuan strength!"

......

"Haha, Liu Jie, is this your hole card?" Wang Chong laughed, and pointed at Liu Jie with a long stick: "Do you think that you have cultivated to ninety percent of your half-yuan strength?"

The next moment, Wang Chong was like a gorilla patting his chest, his body swelled, his clothes were torn, and there were also nine traces of pale yellow energy that submerged into the big stick, and his momentum was like a bear, which made everyone breathless, no worse than Liu Jie.

"Senior Brother Wang Chong is also ninety percent and a half yuan!

Both of them turned out to be ninety percent of their half-yuan strength, and the heavy aura and the fierce aura were entangled with each other and invaded each other.

"That's right, then you won't lose too ugly!" The smile on Liu Jie's face became even bigger, and in an instant, his hands trembled slightly, and the crescent moon knife screamed, and the breeze rose.

"The knife cuts the breeze, breaks!"

Liu Jie shouted, and the swift knife qi shot out from the meniscus knife, which was indestructible.

"Dacheng's Wind Slash!" Wang Zhong exclaimed, only to feel that the speed of the Meniscus Knife was extremely fast, and the next moment, it was in front of him.

He didn't even have time to resist, the meniscus slashed on top of his long stick!

The long stick and the man flew up at the same time and fell off the stage.

The king is defeated!

"Ninety percent of the strength, Dacheng's breeze slash! Elder Liu, your Liu family has produced a good seedling. Elder Wang smiled bitterly. He originally thought that Wang Chong would not be able to win against Liu Jie, at least it would be a draw, but he didn't expect that Liu Jie would be in the third stage of the opening pulse, so he would cultivate the high-level martial art Qingfeng Slash to the end of the day.

This qualification is really good.

"I didn't expect that this Liu Jie's strength was even stronger than I imagined. Bai Xiaohua seemed to have a chance to win, looked at Mo Qingyun with a smile, and said, "Elder Mo, this time you have lost your eyes again." Ninety percent of the Yuan Jin, Dacheng's Qingfeng Slash, if you enter the inner courtyard this time, you can at least rank in the top twenty in the future. That Shen Fan has no hope of winning!"

"The game is not over yet, why jump to conclusions so early?" Mo Qingyun looked as usual. Liu Jie was able to cultivate ninety percent and a half yuan strength in the third stage of the opening pulse, and he also cultivated high-level martial arts to the fullest, and his potential and qualifications were also ranked among the top in the inner courtyard, but if he wanted to defeat Shen Fan, it was not yet known.

"Hehe...... Bai Xiaohua laughed strangely, no longer spoken, and secretly said that Mo Qingyun just likes to be calm, and the last time he bet, he obviously lost, but he pretended to be fine.

"Ninety percent Yuan Jin, Dacheng's breeze slash?" Shen Fan muttered, his expression solemn, if he didn't use Yuan Jin, it would still be a little troublesome to deal with Liu Jie.

Liu Jie walked to the competition platform amid the cheers of everyone, and when he passed by Shen Fan's side, he stopped, and said with a cold face: "Fight with me for women, you are a little worse." If you want to compete with me, you might as well enter the semi-finals first, haha......"

Liu Jie walked away with an arrogant face.