The jade-like Ling River flows quietly, the spiritual mist on it is swirling, the flowers on both sides are red and willow green, full of vitality, it is really a picturesque scenery.

On the grass somewhere by the river, under the golden sunlight, a group of teenagers and girls lay on their backs in a circle, closing their eyes and enjoying this peaceful time.

It's the same person who made an exception to relax for a day, etc.,This is also the first time since the decision to go into the mountain to hunt beasts.,For,Naturally, it's tomorrow's knockout!

Of course, this decision is based on the fact that their group's points have exceeded 40,000, otherwise, it will make them relax, and they are not in the mood, even if tomorrow is the final, it will be the same!

Today's sun is extraordinarily mild, shining on people, very comfortable, Saburo holds his head in his hands, relaxes wholeheartedly, only feels that every cell in his body is cheering, he can't help but sigh: "I haven't been so relaxed for a long time, it's so comfortable!"

This remark also attracted a lot of echo from everyone.

As soon as the conversation box opened, everyone who closed their eyes and enjoyed it began to chat, but before they could say three words, the topic naturally shifted to cultivation again, and it came to tomorrow's elimination round!

It seems that for them, there is nothing to talk about except for cultivation-related topics, and I don't know when their interest in the games they used to play has become less and less.

"Hey, by the way, Ichihachiro, are your injuries healed?" Talking about the knockout, Saburo turned over, lay on the ground and asked Ichihachiro on the other side.

Unlike Da Lang and Erlang, they have obvious advantages, and Ichi Hachiro, who was promoted after a lot of hard fighting, inevitably suffered some injuries.

Glancing at San Lang, Ichihachiro grinned and said, "Don't worry, the competition is all in your hands, there are some skin injuries, and after a day of cultivation yesterday, it's almost fine." Tomorrow, I'll help you find out the bottom of Ichihachiro first!"

"That's all I have to do here, the top five seats, you can take some more to come back!"

"I don't know if the top five seats can be taken up more, but the first one must be ours!" Hearing this, Shichiro said quite arrogantly.

However, as soon as this statement came out, it was directly cold. Isn't this nonsense? Everyone rolled their eyes at this, and they didn't bother to talk......

Without answering Qilang's words, San Lang turned his head to look at Erlang who was lying on his back, and teased: "Hey, Erlang, I'm going to face Shang San Qilang tomorrow, are you sure? Don't be brushed down in the first round!"

"Cut~" Turning his head and glancing at San Lang, he lay down again, and Erlang replied in a lazy tone: "He is strong in Yisanqilang, but I am not a vegetarian either!

"Hey, you talk about yours, don't pull me on the head!" Before Saburo could answer, the eldest sister hurriedly interrupted when she heard this.

Seeing this, he swept around, and saw that everyone was closing their eyes and enjoying the sun, as if they were bored, San Lang turned over and lay down again, and for a while, everyone fell into silence again.

In fact, for tomorrow's battle, everyone has a basic idea in their hearts, and the situation of the other people is relatively obvious, and the only ones to worry about are Erlang and the eldest sister.

After all, Ichisanshiro and Ichishihiro have already entered the realm of generals and are strong. Among them, judging from the previous performance, Erlang should be better than Yisanqilang, and the eldest sister and Wuyi Yilang are between five and five.

......

At noon the next day, all the disciples hurried to the arena after lunch, and gathered around the front 50th battle platform.

Listening to Xiong Tianqing's order, one by one the young girls stepped onto the battle platform step by step under the envious gaze of the crowd.

"Greetings!"

On the tenth stage, in the center, the light man who acted as the referee stretched out his hand and shouted.

Hearing this, Saburo looked at the young man in front of him calmly and bowed.

The young man on the opposite side also calmly returned the salute.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the two of them had saluted, the referee waved his big hand down and slowly retreated to the edge of the battle table.

"Come on, Four-Ich-Goro!"

"Third brother, come on!"

In an instant, the sound of cheering shook the sky, and the atmosphere was instantly ignited!

On the battle platform, San Lang burst out when he heard the sound, and the crystal-white blood gushed out, and a heavy punch was thrown out fiercely, and it was directly attacked.

With a shrunk gaze, Siyigolang's legs kicked suddenly, and his body retreated instantly, and his reaction was not unpleasant!

Able to avoid the punch swung by San Lang, he did not retreat, Siyi Wulang stabilized his body, the aura and blood appeared, and instantly merged into one, he stepped on the soles of his feet, bullied his body, and threw a volley straight towards San Lang's neck.

A punch missed, and without waiting for the strength to be old, Saburo hurriedly retracted his punch, turned around and swung it out with an elbow strike.

"Bang!"

When the elbows touched, the energy exploded, setting off a wave of energy and dissipating.

Layers of dark energy came with the fierce force, San Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, the blood in his body vibrate, and all the dark energy was removed, and at the same time, his left leg suddenly swung up, and he kicked straight towards Siyigoro.

The blow was fruitless, and with the power of the countershock, Siyigoro was just about to retreat, and a strong wind struck!

"King Kong Shield!"

There was no way to avoid it, Siyigoro hurriedly put his hands on his chest, and the blood qi that emitted pure white fluorescence converged, and a light shield was instantly formed.

"Bang!"

With an explosion, San Lang controlled his blood qi and suddenly shook, and the dark energy of the Dao Dao surged out like a wave.

Several cracks spread across the light shield, but the light shield didn't break!

Under the fierce force, Siyigoro's figure flew out upside down, and when he was about to land, he turned around and brushed the ground with the soles of his feet for some distance.

As if his body was unstable, he squatted down with his right hand, and inadvertently before everyone knew it, several spiritual patterns quietly disappeared in the stone platform.

San Lang hit it well, not giving Si Yiwu Lang a chance to breathe, he stepped on the soles of his feet, and with the momentum of a tiger descending the mountain, he kicked with his flying feet!

Seeing this, Shiyigolang's figure retreated again.

"Boom!"

The fierce energy set off a cloud of dust, and Saburo missed a blow, and his strength suddenly retracted, and he was just about to launch another offensive to further compress Siichi Goro's dodge space.

"Bondage!"

At this moment, the Dao Spirit Pattern was entwined like a vine.

At his feet, San Lang's eyes glanced hurriedly, his gaze shrank, his blood and qi were lifted, and those spirit patterns collapsed in an instant.

Because Siyi Wulang had not been cultivating the Spirit Array for a long time, he could only deploy a low-grade Spirit Array of the human rank at this moment, and since he could not pose the slightest threat to San Lang, he could only block it for such a breath without foreseeing it.

But just such a little time, the offensive that Tokusaburo had just established was instantly cut off, and it also allowed Dekusan Shishiro to regroup!

"Damn! Spirit Array! When did he lay it down?" Seeing this, an exclamation sounded among the people watching the battle in the audience.

"Hey, I just found out that this spirit array is very easy to use! I'll go back and learn it!" Seeing Siyigoro use the spirit array like this, some people seemed to be interested in cultivating the spirit array.

"Then you don't want to practice alchemy?" Hearing this, a partner beside him asked, "Be careful not to chew too much! Forget about cultivating the path of qi, body, and soul cultivation, how much energy do you have if you cultivate so many minor cultivations?"

"Hehe!" Hearing this, the man grinned and said, "Then I'll wait until I awaken the spiritual vein!"

Just when everyone in the audience was discussing, on the battle platform, San Lang and Si Yi Golang fought together again.

Between the staggered figures, the blood exploded, the strong wind was blowing, the two of them became more and more courageous, and the battle gradually entered the white heat!

After a little discussion, everyone's eyes returned to the battle platform.

Time passed, and after dozens of rounds of fighting, Saburo's strength finally became much stronger, and he gradually snatched back the rhythm of the attack, and the offensive was launched again!

"Collapse Mountain Fist!"

Seeing that Siyigoro showed another flaw, Sanlang's eyes froze, and a punch burst out!

"Human-level high-grade combat skill: Manglong Fist!"

Seeing this, Siyigoro seemed to have expected it, and he didn't panic, and the energy in his body surged out, vaguely condensing into a dragon head, and blasting out with all his might!

However, the fierce Saburo suddenly retracted his strength, and the offensive that was established again without scruples was cut off, and he uncharacteristically avoided it sideways!

The strength rubbed against his chest, the corners of San Lang's mouth were slightly upturned, and Si Yi Wulang was full of consternation!

Between the staggered figures, San Lang raised his hand and struck out like lightning, locking Siyi Goro's neck with one hand!

The winner is suddenly decided!

The thought in his heart turned around, and finally, Siyigoro's tense body relaxed and said, "I lost!"

"Take!"

The ending has been decided, and when the referee announces the result and salutes each other again, Shiyigoro jumped straight off the platform, while Saburo slowly climbed the high platform under the gaze of everyone.

"It's a good fight!" On the high platform, seeing San Lang coming, Da Lang praised.

Hearing this, San Lang was overjoyed, and he was about to answer, but he heard Da Lang add again: "It's very insidious!"

Suddenly, the smile on his face froze and slowed down, and Saburo asked, "How are they?"

"Come and see for yourself! Ichihachiro has already lost; Shichiro will be able to lock in the victory immediately; Erlang and the eldest sister, it's hard to say!"