The first round continued, and on the first day, each contestant had to fight twenty battles.

Such a high-intensity battle, the test of the player, in addition to strength, is more about the ability to resist pressure.

Yun Kexin, who had finished a game, walked back and looked at Xiao Chen and said with a smile: "Xiao Chen, how did you finish a few games, and what were the results." ”

Before Xiao Chen could answer, Liu Suifeng hurriedly said, "Hehe, he has won all five battles so far, and he hasn't even come out with a knife, just like Senior Sister Yun." ”

Yun Kexin smiled disapprecitatively: "My one is pure luck, and it is not easy to win, but there are not many masters in our group, as long as I am undefeated in five games, I can basically guarantee qualifying." ”

In the first round of elimination, none of the seeded players appeared, so many groups would not have any top masters, Xiao Chen's six groups and Yun Kexin's three groups were like this.

However, there are also some death groups, and there are many veteran masters like Bai Zhan in those groups, and there are even anti-heaven figures like Xuanyuan Zhantian and Nangong Ziyue.

Being in such a group is a kind of sadness for ordinary players, and unfortunately Murong Chong was assigned to such a group.

Liu Suifeng whispered: "Murong Chong came back, and he lost one more game, so he lost two games." ”

After Murong Chong came back, when he saw Xiao Chen and Yun Kexin, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I really want to change groups with the two of you, the masters of my group are too perverted." ”

Seeing that Murong Chong was so casual, Xiao Chen knew that the other party's mind was letting go, and said: "Your strength is definitely not bad, and you are also difficult to entangle in the eyes of outsiders, as long as you play normally, you can definitely pass the first level." ”

Murong Chong said in a deep voice: "I understand, let's work together to strive for everyone to enter the ranking battle." ”

Yun Kexin nodded and said, "Definitely." ”

Mu Chen and the others also smiled and said, "I wish you all success and win this honor for our Heavenly Sword Pavilion." ”

Jiang Chi, the Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion who saw this scene next to him, had a happy smile on his face and nodded slightly.

"In the next game, Jin Dabao will fight against Ling Feng. On the competition platform of the fifteenth group, the old referee said in a deep voice.

No, this fat man has also come to participate in the Five Nations Championship, and he dares to come without a secret treasure in terms of his strength?

Liu Suifeng laughed and said: "This guy is embarrassed to go on stage if he dresses like this." ”

Xiao Chen's eyes were suspicious, and he looked over with interest, but he was very interested in what the fat man's strength was.

"In the Lower Evil Moon Pavilion Ling Feng, please give advice. Ling Feng bowed his hand and saluted.

Jin Dabao was dressed up, jewelry, holding a golden folding fan in his right hand, and said with a smile: "Evil Moon Pavilion, that's a super big sect, little brother, how about you let the fat master make two moves first." ”

"Look at you handsome and extraordinary, mighty and powerful, and you are also a popular player in the top ten, and you are a super sect, just let the fat man and me make two moves. ”

The disciples of the great sects were all arrogant, and at this moment, Ling Feng heard the other party's praise, and his heart was also a little fluttering.

But on the surface, he was still serious, and laughed softly: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you make two moves, let's make a move!"

It's just two moves, and it will pass quickly, and Ling Feng still has this bit of confidence.

Jin Dabao smiled, stretched out his thumb and said: "Have courage, a big sect is a big sect, no wonder you dare to speak out to compete for the top ten, fat man, I'm here!"

Bang bang bang!

The fat man has a thick waist and fat legs, and his weight is not two hundred but one hundred and seventy-eight, and his fat body trembles between the runs, and the competition platform seems to be unable to bear his weight, and the sound between his steps is moving.

It was extremely funny in Ling Feng's eyes, and it was very funny in his heart, such a person didn't know how to pass the first level.

In some funny steps, Jin Dabao came to Ling Feng's twenty meters in front of him, and Ling Feng did as he said, without showing any signs of making a move, allowing the fat man to approach.

When he came to ten meters, Jin Dabao's speed suddenly became more than five or six times faster, leaving an obese afterimage in the air, which was dazzling.

Jin Dabao put away the folding fan, and with his right palm, a golden coffin board in the space ring appeared in his hands.

"Hehe, eat my fat man's coffin board!"

Ling Feng felt a burst of danger in his heart for no reason, and the blade in his hand was about to snatch out of the sheath, but the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly spun at this time.

The laws of heaven and earth have changed.

Syllable!

With a heavy muffled sound, the coffin board, which I don't know how heavy it was, slapped the elite disciples of the Evil Moon Pavilion.

I don't know how much force Jin Dabao used, this heavy blow continued, Ling Feng immediately lay on the ground, and he couldn't get up.

A second ago, everyone was still stuck on Jin Dabao's somewhat funny figure, and a second later, the situation on the competition platform immediately reversed.

Jin Dabao withdrew the coffin board into the space ring, and the golden folding fan opened with a bang.

Crackling and fanning, Jin Dabao shook his head and sighed: "One piece of garbage, and dare to speak wildly to compete for the top ten, today's young people are becoming more and more arrogant, and they don't understand modesty at all." ”

That serious appearance made all the elders of the Evil Moon Pavilion vomit out a mouthful of old blood. The words were obviously said by this fat man, but when they came to his mouth, he became a disciple of the Evil Moon Pavilion who was arrogant and ignorant, and he taught him a lesson.

"Disciple of the Evil Moon Pavilion, if you meet this person, don't say anything, it doesn't matter if you kill him or kill him. The Great Elder of the Inner Gate of the Evil Moon Pavilion said with an angry expression.

"Jin Dabao wins, accumulate two points. The referees of the fifteenth group were a little speechless in their hearts, but they still announced the results.

Jin Dabao put away the folding fan, smiled, turned his head and waved around: "Thank you for your support, I will continue to fight, fat man." I am the young master of the Jinpeng Chamber of Commerce, if you want to do business in the future, you can come to me directly, and I will give you a twenty percent discount. ”

Before leaving, Jin Dabao did not forget to advertise his own chamber of commerce, and seemed to take everything for granted.

"This fat man, his skin is really not ordinarily thick. ”

"It's so shameless, the people in the Evil Moon Pavilion are probably going to cry. ”

The warriors in the audience laughed and cursed, feeling worthless for the people of the Evil Moon Pavilion.

When Xiao Chen saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, but this is really the true nature of a fat man, and he is not shameless or his golden treasure.

When the battle on the six groups ended, the referee immediately said: "In the next game, Xiao Chen will fight Xie Ziwen." ”

Bai Zhan looked at Xie Ziwen, who was eager to try beside him, and said, "Remember my words, you can take a walk, probe his bottom, and then take the initiative to admit defeat." ”

Xie Ziwen was extremely unconvinced, so he dealt with it casually, and couldn't wait to fly towards the ring.

Xie Ziwen is a genius disciple of the Evil Moon Pavilion second only to Bai Zhan, and the player who ranked forty-seventh in the last Five Nations Championship is considered a few masters among the six groups.

Xiao Chen is a rising star in the sixth group, winning five games in a row, winning all five battles, and all of them are big wins.

The contest between the two is a battle of strength in the eyes of outsiders, and it has attracted the attention of some people.

On the competition platform, Xie Ziwen looked at Xiao Chen with a gloomy face, and said in a cold voice: "Xiao Chen, remember what I said at the beginning, sooner or later, one day I will trample you under my feet in front of the world." ”

Taking out the Moon Shadow Knife from the Qiankun Ring, Xiao Chen said with a smile, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." ”

It will take a lot of time to deal with Xie Ziwen if he continues to use his fists and feet, and Xiao Chen plans to fight quickly, so he has no idea of continuing to hide his strength.

"It's useless to talk too much, you should feel honored to have successfully forced me to take out the Moon Shadow Knife. ”

On the audience, many martial artists were taken aback, in the previous few battles, Xiao Chen had all used his fists, feet and physical strength to meet the enemy.

The strong combat effectiveness shown was enough to surprise them, but they didn't expect that punches and kicks were just his auxiliary means of attack, and the swordsman was his true identity.

"This Xiao Chen is really hidden deep enough, he will deduct two points if he loses in the ring, and he is quite bold. ”

"It seems that there is also a rookie on the side of the sixth group. ”

"Hehe, wait until he defeats Xie Ziwen, if he loses, he won't be very strong. ”

Paying attention to the martial artists of the six groups of martial arts platforms, discussing in a low voice, Xiao Chen unexpectedly hid his strength, making everyone look forward to this battle even more.

Seeing that Xiao Chen looked down on himself so much, Xie Ziwen laughed angrily and said, "Okay, I'll see you later, do you dare to go crazy." ”

Thousands of fires!

With an angry shout, on the huge martial arts platform, all the fire attribute aura boiled in an instant, and a little spark jumped on the field.

With a sharp push of his right palm, thousands of sparks condensed in an instant, forming a huge palm with clear and vivid textures. Like a mountain, with infinite coercion, it pressed towards Xiao Chen fiercely.

With this move, Xie Ziwen fought all the way, and no one could take him ten moves, which shows how powerful this hand is.

Click!

The Moon Shadow Knife unsheathed, and a purple light flickered, and the condensed flame palm instantly turned into two halves, and then turned into countless sparks and flickered.

Thousands of fires were broken by Xiao Chen's sword, and it was easy and without the slightest difficulty.

"Damn. ”

Xie Ziwen's face was a little ugly, he didn't expect Xiao Chen to break this move so easily, and his figure flickered irregularly in mid-air.

In the sky, one after another flame palms suddenly pressed towards Xiao Chen in all directions, and at first glance, the wide competition platform was full of flame palms, and the scene was magnificent and vast.

Xiao Chen's face was calm, and his footsteps were walking through the palm of the flames, like a leisurely stroll, between the dancing of the long knife, he was imaginative and made random moves.

The knife comes out with the heart, the person walks with the knife, and between the clouds and the flowing water, those terrible flame palms are cut into thousands of sparks one by one.

The six groups of referees, the pitch-black pupils shrank slightly, and secretly said in their hearts, what a wonderful artistic conception, this little guy seems to have reached the point of heavenly induction in his sword skills.

Xiao Chen said indifferently: "Xie Ziwen, if you only have this ability, don't come out and be embarrassed." ”

"As you wish. ”

Xie Ziwen's face sank, and he couldn't imagine that the martial arts he had worked so hard to comprehend were so inadequate in Xiao Chen's eyes, forcing him to make a special move in advance.

Fury of all fires!

Roar!

Thousands of flames on the field suddenly shook violently, as if an angry warrior had feelings, and the trembling voices were connected together, giving people the feeling that the fire god was shouting.

Anger, rage, unwillingness, and other emotions spread ferociously in the field, and Xie Ziwen actually integrated his emotions into the artistic conception of fire.