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Half an hour before the start, Su Dingtian looked around and found that Su Ping was not present, and sighed lightly in his heart: "This kid still can't bear the blow after all, hey"

Regarding Su Ping's qualifications, Su Dingtian's attitude has always been to be angry, but seeing that Su Ping was not discouraged at all, when he practiced hard all day, Su Dingtian still had a trace of comfort, and now that the resolute young man finally gave up, Su Dingtian's heart was a little empty.

The sun was in the sky, the hour was just right, and under the sound of Su Dingtian, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly opened up.

This competition is called a competition, but the form of the competition is a ring wheel battle, that is, only the loser is off the stage, and the winner has no rest, if you go on stage at the beginning and want to get the first, you have to defeat all the challengers in a row, this form is more like a contest between the best.

On the ring placed in the middle of the square stood a middle-aged man with a scarred face, who was the referee of this competition, Su Yunlong.

A thin figure jumped into the ring, and the surrounding crowd immediately began to cheer, in the wheel battle, the first to dare to go on stage are heroes.

When they saw this person clearly, the surrounding crowd suddenly realized that this white-robed young man was the new genius of the Xu family who had successfully smelted the Purple Star Destiny and refined the two orders a few days ago, Jiaodu, no wonder he was so confident.

After the horns came to power, they seemed to shock most of the people, and for a while, no one came to the stage to challenge.

After a short period of empty space, a stout young man in a short shirt jumped into the ring, and as soon as he stood still, he hugged his fist at Jiaodu, and Jiaodu replied with a blank face.

With a starting order, the short-shirted boy rushed forward with his sword, fearless.

The sword in the hand of the short-shirted young man was filled with green cold flames, which showed that the natal sword soul smelted by this young man was a green star life, which was only one line short of the purple star lifeline in the corner capital.

On the other hand, on the other hand, he stood on the ground expressionlessly, and was suspected of contempt for the other party.

After the short-shirted boy approached the corner, he raised his sword and slashed, and the sword trace went straight to the head of the horn.

Seeing that the sword body was about to be cut off, the horns still did not move at all, and the next moment only heard a flutter, the horns were cut in two, and some people in the surrounding audience lost their voices and whispered.

However, there was no blood flying at the severing place, and just when everyone was puzzled, the figures of the horns in both halves of the place began to slowly fade, and what was cut off was a phantom!

All four are shocked!

By the time the short-shirted boy reacted, it was too late, and a ghostly figure appeared behind the short-shirted boy, it was Kakuto.

Jiaodu slapped the scabbard in his hand, hitting the back of the short-shirted boy's heart, and suddenly, the short-shirted boy spewed a mouthful of blood, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, falling outside the field.

The overwhelming victory, without the horns of the sword, won the competition, and the cheers in the arena were deafening.

On the high platform, Su Dingtian saw the thin figure in the ring, nodded slightly in approval, and the second elder next to him stretched out his head and muttered in a low voice: "With such a fast speed, it seems that the divine pattern on this kid's natal sword soul is an auxiliary system for blessing speed." Hearing this, Su Dingtian nodded in agreement.

After Jiaodu showed his hand, no one dared to challenge on stage, and when the scene was a little cold, a young man in black jumped on the stage, hugged his fists and said: "Ask for advice!"

In another round, the boy in black flew out of the ring.

In the next few fights, the corners didn't exceed three rounds to win the match, which was completely overwhelming.

The ring began to cold again.

Jiaodu looked around, and in the end, his eyes stayed on the high platform of the Su family, the young man in green shirts.

Looking at each other from afar, there was a provocative Sheng Teng's battle intent in his eyes, one side was Jiaodu, and the other party was naturally the genius of the Su family's generation, Su An.

Su An smiled slightly, slowly walked off the high platform, and then jumped into the ring, the two figures stood opposite each other, the collision of the two geniuses, and a peak battle was about to begin.

At this time, the surroundings were quiet, and everyone quietly looked at the ring.

Su An took out his sword, and a scarlet blood line ran through the sword body under the purple qi, like the eyes of the god of death.

Someone recognized the sword in Su An's hand and exclaimed: "It's the thirty-fifth famous sword on the sword fighting list, Red Pill!"

"Genius qualifications with famous swords, invincible. ”

The natal sword soul that a practitioner cultivates in his body is an invisible thing, and when he fights the enemy, he still needs a vehicle, and this weapon can be a famous sword, a knife, or even a small branch.

Jiaodu glanced at the red pill in Su An's hand, smiled slightly, and then slowly drew his sword.

As soon as the sword body was halfway out, there were already countless arcs of electricity lingering and spreading, accompanied by a crackling sound, which was very amazing.

"It's the eighty-sixth-ranked famous sword, Winter Thunder!"

Genius fights genius, famous sword against famous sword.

The figures are staggered, the blades collide, most of the people present did not see the figure of Jiaodu, because Jiaodu was too fast, and then looked at Su An, who had been calmly responding to the enemy, not panicking at all, and just dissolving the sword move of the body, it seemed that he could guess the next move of Jiaodu.

The juniors of the Su family on the high platform all secretly encouraged Su An, and several elders nodded their heads in approval when they saw Su An holding his hands and facing the enemy calmly.

After a while, he has passed a hundred moves, and finally half a move is missing, and the corners are lost.

"Okay!" the Su family cheered.

At this time, Su An in the ring looked around, like a king, and no one dared to challenge on stage.

Su Dingtian looked at Su An in the ring, and finally showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Is there anyone else on stage to challenge? If not, I will announce the final of this competition..." Before he finished speaking, a somewhat lazy cry came from the corner:

"Hey, wait a minute, I'm going to fight. ”

Suddenly, everyone's eyes moved to the person who spoke, this person's hair was messy, a little greasy, and there was a sour smell on his body, as if he hadn't taken a bath for a long time, he looked unkempt and sloppy, Rao was so, everyone still recognized this person as the straw bag of the Su family, Su Ping.

This Su Ping had just stepped out of his room, rushed all the way over, and almost missed the competition.

Su Dingtian frowned when he saw Su Ping shouting for war, his face was not very good-looking, and several elders next to him even slapped the table and shouted, "It's just nonsense!"

However, there was no rule that Su Ping could not go on stage to challenge, so Su Ping still climbed into the ring in full view of everyone.

"This Su Ping is really faceless and skinless, is this from humiliation?"

"I think he did it on purpose. ”

The surrounding melon-eating onlookers frowned and pointed, with a look of disdain.

Su An saw Su Ping, who was a little funny opposite, his face became cold, and he was about to speak, Su Ping seemed to think of something, and climbed off the stage again, muttering in his mouth:

"Oh yes, I don't have a weapon yet. As he spoke, he walked over to an off-stage guard and said with a grin, "Lend me your sword." As he spoke, he pulled out the guard's saber and climbed into the ring again.

"Nonsense! It's nonsense!" several elders had faces as black as the bottom of a pot.

Among the younger generations of the Su family, Su Changli looked at the audience with some schadenfreude, and the few next to him also looked at Su Ping with some disgust. Only the ninth sister of the pill head looked at Su Ping with some worry, and thought silently in her heart, hoping that Su Ping would not be injured.

"The competition begins!" Referee Su Yunlong announced after glancing at Su Ping with a strange face.

Su An stood in place, crossed his arms, tilted his head to look at Su Ping opposite, and there was undisguised disdain in his eyes.

Su Ping played with the long sword wrapped in yellow clear light in his hand, and smiled slyly at Su An on the opposite side.

"Huang Xing's life still dares to go on stage, he is really a clown. Someone in the audience deliberately raised his voice and scolded.

Su Ping didn't mind, pretending not to hear, the secret luck in his hand stimulated the divine pattern on the natal sword soul, the breath of the whole person changed suddenly, and the yellow light on the sword body instantly became dazzling, as if it had transformed into golden light.

"What's the matter, how can Huang Xing's lifegrid have such a powerful momentum?"

"This ......"

Su An's eyes were suffocated, and before he could react, Su Ping had already taken the sword in front of him, and the rapidly enlarged golden sword slashed head-on, and Su An only had time to raise his sword to resist.

There was a loud bang, and a powerful shockwave swept away from the collision, and the audience who was slightly closer sat directly on the ground.

Two clusters of light burst out at the same time, purple and gold, and the arena was covered by dazzling light, and everyone raised their hands to cover their eyes, not daring to look at it again.

The light gradually faded, a figure was knocked out of the ring, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, people looked at the scarlet long sword on the ground in disbelief, and then looked closely at the scorched black figure sitting on the ground, it turned out to be Su An.

Su An was defeated?!

There was a deathly silence in the room, and no one reacted.

Su Dingtian on the high platform stood up suddenly, his fists clenched, and his wide eyes were full of shock, doubt, and other indescribable complex feelings.

The corners of the elders on both sides twitched, and the second elder's voice was a little hoarse, and he asked tentatively: "I just seem to have seen seven sword stars on the sword shadow that Su Ping sacrificed, isn't it Su Ping's natal sword soul that has been refined to the seventh order?"

After speaking, the second elder shook his head again and muttered, "Impossible, absolutely impossible." ”

Su Changli's mouth opened wide in shock, and his clenched hands began to tremble.

"The Yellow Star Destiny actually defeated the Purple Star Destiny......?

"I saw hope, and I went back to practice!"

In the ring, the corners of Su Ping's mouth raised slightly, and after one last glance at Su An, who was already unconscious, he turned to look at the referee Su Yunlong and asked, "Do you ask if there is anyone else to challenge?"

Su Yunlong was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, and immediately asked aloud: "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge Su Ping of the Su family?"

After a full minute, the room was still so silent, and it seemed that everyone was still reminiscing about the collision of the two light clusters just now, and they were still wondering why the Yellow Star Destiny was able to defeat the Purple Star Destiny.

"Okay, I announce that the final winner of this competition is Su Ping of the Su family!"

There were no cheers, no appreciation, only whispers and suspicions, Su Ping didn't mind, walked off the stage, returned the long sword to the guard, patted the shoulder of the guard with a somewhat panicked face, and finally strode away without looking back.

Su Dingtian sat down slowly, looked at the back that left the ring, and had mixed feelings in his heart, and finally said, "Let Su Ping come to the study to see me later." ”

The housekeeper Kang Cheng nodded yes.

"Fortunately, no one came on stage to challenge again, otherwise with me now, any challenger would be enough to beat me. Su Ping thought secretly as he walked.

Previously, Su Ping activated the divine pattern on the sword soul and broke the blade, but he didn't grasp the degree well, although he increased his combat power to the limit and defeated Su An with one move, but he spent a long time and a huge amount of resources to pile up the seventh order of quenching, and suddenly fell to the first order.

"But this Extreme Breaker seems to be more than that. Su Ping muttered as if he had thought of something.

Because of the internal view, Su Ping found that his natal sword soul had undergone some subtle changes, the original yellow and clear sword shadow had now become a little more condensed, and the color was much darker, some of which were close to cyan, as if Su Ping's natal sword soul was changing to the blue star natal character.

"Could it be that every time I use this Divine Pattern Breaking Blade to drop the rank, it is also the process of sword soul refining? In this way, my Yellow Star Destiny can evolve into a Purple Star, no, it will evolve into the highest level of White Star Destiny! It is even possible to reach a Destiny Rank above the White Star, which no one has ever reached?!" Su Ping became more and more excited the more he thought about it, and his steps couldn't help but be a little faster.

The order of life from low to high is: yellow, blue, green, purple, black and white.