The dust settled, and the wind and clouds poured into the next round.

Incredible, draw, both promoted, although some people are dissatisfied, but the combat effectiveness shown by the two is indeed amazing. The old man's speech is also authoritative, and no one is unconvinced.

Three of the four have already advanced, and the remaining Yang Yuan is looking at the martial arts arena with envious eyes, he also hopes to successfully enter the next round, he is waiting for his competition to come, takes a deep breath, looks around at the beautiful girl, and is also waiting for his opponent to appear.

However, Yang Yuan was waiting, his breath did not relax in the slightest, although he didn't know who his opponent in this round was, but he knew that if he wanted to win, he had to be extremely cruel in the elimination rate. And the slightly weaker ones were brushed up more than half of them in the first round of the competition. Those who can successfully pass the first round and enter here will inevitably be the best among the heavens. Lucky to meet a slightly weaker one, Yang Yuan can do his best to attack the next round of promotion. If you are lucky, you may encounter someone who has a chance to win the top few, such as the outstanding disciple of the Ten Great Halls who are high up.

In the face of a strong enemy, even if he loses, he must show the sword in his hand, Yang Yuan is a teenager who can fight until he only breathes, in the last battle, he can be said to fight until his nose is blue and his face is swollen, and he is bloodied to achieve the final victory. Desperately San Lang was looking forward to his own competition, and he knew in his heart that his strength was not as strong as Long Tian, Qin Yun, and Xiao Feng, but he was not a soft persimmon, anyone could pinch it.

If that's really the case, then Yang Yuan is really a little unlucky, but in the face of someone stronger than Yang Yuan, even if Yang Yuan will lose, it will inevitably make the other party pay a huge consumption.

The sun in the sky rose to the highest point and began to fall again, the cranes flew over line after row, and the competition was also the end of one game after another, Yang Yuan's heart also thought that he was riding a roller coaster, seven up and eight down, his fists clenched.

Such a long wait lasted until the end of this round of fighting, Yang Yuan's eyes suddenly wrinkled, and his gaze looked at the few big characters that flashed with golden light, Yang Yuan of the Martial Arts Hall. The lingering breath seemed to have quietly become stronger, and an empty turbid breath spit out along Yang Yuan's throat.

Yang Yuan stepped out and jumped onto the martial arts arena amid the cheers of the martial arts hall.

He smiled, very handsome and bright, but this smile was fleeting, his breathing became solemn, there was a person in his eyes, green silk hair, crescent eyebrows, crystal-like transparent eyes, cherry mouth, and the complexion like mutton fat and white jade, a lifetime of silk gauze, the curves of the body were highlighted vividly, and there was a lyre made of ancient sandalwood in front of him, beautiful!

It's a fairy-like figure again, a bewitching girl.

For a hot-blooded teenager like Yang Yuan, this is a stunner in his eyes, which can be viewed from a distance and cannot be desecrated, and he pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade?

Yang Yuan wants to become stronger, so the attraction of beautiful girls to him is hidden in the bottom of his heart by this ambitious heart.

"The battle begins!" "After taking a deep breath, the strong man of the fighting king announced the beginning of the competition. The second round is coming to an end, and this match is the final battle.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!" The sound of the piano started, and Yang Yuan's breath also fluctuated slightly with the sound of the piano.

"Attack Divine Sense?" Yang Yuan was puzzled for a moment, his eyes very solemn. This sound wave is extremely weird, there is no wind and fluctuation at all, but it is so powerful that it is chilling.

This attack, inconspicuous, was sent by that fairy-like girl, and it was so silent at the beginning but it was very powerful, which Yang Yuan did not expect. Yang Yuan also hung an arc at the corner of his mouth, tiptoed a little, and retreated backwards, quickly changing his handprint. The invisible spears were condensed, and Yang Yuan threw the invisible spears at the girl, and the spears attacked at an extremely fast speed, * close to the fairy-like girl.

The expressionless girl, the figure was steep and retreated, the jade hand pressed on the strings, Qianqian's thin fingers fluctuated the strings, and a sound wave was like a purple blade, lightning collided with the invisible spear.

"Zheng, bang!"

At the moment when the sound of the piano was remembered, another explosion was heard.

The sound wave remembered again, and a burst of sound waves came into Yang Yuan's ears, only to see a majestic sound wave, attacking Yang Yuan's divine sense. Immediately, the fighting energy in Yang Yuan's body overwhelmingly burst out from the Mud Pill Palace, and in his mind, it condensed into layers of spiritual power defense, resisting this strange sonic attack.

"Zheng!"

The cheers, the piano sounds, spread!

Yang Yuan's figure retreated again, dodging a sonic attack from the guqin. On Yang Yuan's face, there was an extremely rich solemnity, and the blue water was full of waves. When the woman saw the young man opposite, there was also a wave in her eyes.

Under the changing handprint, the incantation kept being chanted in his mouth, and the water in his eyes swelled up. Accompanied by sound waves, layers of water waves spread around Yang Yuan's figure, forming a wall of water in front of Yang Yuan, and the bursts of sound waves hit, and layers of ripples appeared on the water wall. Yang Yuan's figure was hidden in the wall of water, and his ears were ringing and buzzing.

"Yang Yuan, I remember your name. A clear and sweet voice floated in Yang Yuan's ears along with the sound of the piano, his heart was in his heart for a while, the corner of his mouth smiled, and the blue light in the heavy water waves was even brighter.

The white-eyed old Taoist in the distance looked at the bright water waves, and there was a trace of solemnity on his face, obviously surprised by Yang Yuan's performance, but the girl's bewitching eyes made the white-eyed old Taoist indeed boiling, and his eyes stayed on the body of the charming little demon girl Gu Mei'er on the side, and a pair of old eyes looked at it with squinting eyes. The little girl could only glance at the old Taoist with white eyebrows, covering her chest with both hands, pouting her small mouth, but her pretty face was looking at the two of them in the competition with all kinds of charm.

"Mute, I remember the name of your pretty cutie, too. Yang Yuan was also in the sound of this sound wave, his face changed, and he said lightly.

This competition did not stage thrilling fluctuations in fighting spirit, but it was indeed a hidden killing machine, and even the strong fighting kings in the martial arts arena had to protect their divine sense.

The speed at which the strings fluctuated suddenly changed to one rapid, three slow, and spread out. This sound wave, like the thread of a girl's heart, is impossible to guess. Therefore, Yang Yuan's strength also became a little weaker. The water wavelength spear struck at the silent sound, and between the fluctuations of the strings, it turned into an illusory shadow and disappeared without a trace, Yang Yuan couldn't leave this water wall at all, as soon as he got out of the water wall, his mind was in chaos, his body and mind were restrained, and the whole person was paralyzed in the bursts of sound waves, after all, there was a lesson from the past, just yesterday.

"Let's be friends. A clear voice struck again, causing Yang Yuan's heart to chuckle and his cheeks to redden, what is the situation? Could it be that this fairy-like girl is a little interesting to me? Yang Yuan is also a little anxious.

However, at the moment when Yang Yuan flashed, the figure in the distance disappeared, and only the sound of the piano in the sky quickly became deeper, making people's minds confused for a while, and the wall of water was also suddenly shattered.

"What?"

Yang Yuan's expression changed rapidly, and even the flush that had just appeared on his face suddenly turned pale.

"Boy, it's not good to be distracted from the battle. The cold voice carried a sense of warning, and a cold light also hit Yang Yuan's cheeks, Yang Yuan quickly kicked his feet, swept out his right leg, dissolved the cold, took a deep breath, and sighed in his heart: "It's so dangerous!"

Seeing Yang Yuan's expression change, Long Tian in the distance couldn't help but smile bitterly, although they didn't spend too much time together, Yang Yuan really couldn't be ruthless to girls, especially beautiful girls. He shook his head, looked at the young man who was dodging left and right in the bursts of sound waves, and sighed: "Yang Yuan wants to be planted in the hands of this woman." ”

This girl who plucked the strings was really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and in this fight, Yang Yuan was obviously at a disadvantage.

The people in the stands who witnessed this fight witnessed Yang Yuan's desperate beating yesterday, and today in the face of this Yintang woman, she looked so embarrassed, not how weak Yang Yuan's strength was, nor that Yang Yuan had not recovered from yesterday's battle, but that this sound wave attacked both the body and the divine sense, and Yang Yuan really couldn't resist it all of a sudden. In addition, this girl is elusive, and occasionally attacks Yang Yuan with a strange fighting spirit, which does not look very exciting, but it is the most headache, she can't give full play to her true strength, and she is pressed and beaten by a woman, Yang Yuan is aggrieved!

A piece of sound waves rippling, the breeze blowing, the cranes fluttering, it is really a beautiful harmonious music, pleasant to the ear. The people in the stands were silent in the music, but there was a cold murderous aura in this sound wave, quietly attacking Yang Yuan. Mute, the first rather tricky girl Yang Yuan encountered, had to pay attention.

A blue spear, his Yang family's marksmanship, is also well deserved. His expression was also gloomy almost all the time, and his breathing was very depressed, because he had lost himself in the sound waves, which disturbed people's minds!

"Yang Yuan, can't you let me win?" The silent voice in the martial arts arena came into Yang Yuan's mind again, and his arm holding the spear trembled slightly, and there was an indescribable look in his eyes, obviously this sentence deeply hit Yang Yuan's weakness, and he couldn't be ruthless to women.

Suddenly, the sound wave also stopped at this moment, the girl's jade hand was flat on the guqin, and a strange light shot out of her eyes, this light has a great lethality for Yang Yuan, the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, Yang Yuan's heart softened, a spear stood on the ground, spared his head, and the surging fighting spirit in his body slowly became calm.

"Young man, you've lost!" Shizun'er smiled sweetly, a shadow flashed, and a dagger was already on Yang Yuan's neck.

"Lost!" Yang Yuan put down the spear in his hand, and looked at this girl with a crimson cheek, he was really said by Long Tian, he couldn't be ruthless to women, so he could only lose in the hands of this girl.

"Yintang mute, win!" The audience was excited, the end of this competition also means the end of the second round of the Baitang War!

"Beauty! It's so poisonous!" When Yang Yuan returned to the square of the martial arts hall in frustration, Long Tian and the others raised their middle fingers at Yang Yuan, and the white-eyed old Taoist just shook his head and patted Yang Yuan's shoulder: "Woman, woe water, it's really not worth losing!"