"An Yan's strength is the top three disciples of our Yuheng Vein, and he actually lost?"

On the rostrum, a goose-egg-faced young woman in a gray robe said in surprise, she was the first elder of the Yuheng vein, she looked sideways at Chen Zuisheng, who was sitting at the bottom, and the other party looked at the game indifferently, as if everything was expected.

The egg-faced young woman thought for a moment and said silently: "As far as I know, that Wang Jincai is the third senior brother of the Shaking Light Vein, and his strength should also be the top three of the Shaking Light Vein, so it is reasonable to be able to win against An Yan!"

After Wang Jincai won, the others who shook the light vein also played one after another. After that, Xia Han, the opponent she met was Cui Fanyan, a disciple whose strength ranked fifth in the Tianxuan vein, and her cultivation had reached the late stage of the True Realm, and she was still a lot worse in the middle of Xia Han's True Realm, but she did not admit defeat directly, but fought with Cui Fanyan for more than 30 moves before she was defeated.

After a few more games, Jiang Qiuting and Zhao Xiaofei also competed.

Interestingly, Jiang Qiuting's opponent was a male disciple of the Kaiyang Vein who had been secretly in love with her for a long time. After the game, the male disciple showed his heart for Jiang Qiuting and directly admitted defeat, which made Jiang Qiuting very embarrassed in the ring, although she was more mature and generous, but it was the first time that she was confessed by a male disciple in front of so many people, after all, she was still a girl less than twenty years old, her heart was pounding like a deer, and her pretty face was blushing.

In the stands, when they saw this scene, they immediately became a sensation, and even some female disciples who were afraid of chaos shouted loudly: The shout of 'together' made the host Pu Xing also helpless, and finally cheered to stop those appeals.

In the lounge, Qingzhou's face was already green with anger, if Xiao Fan and the others hadn't forcibly held him down, he would have run out and fought with the male disciple.

As for Zhao Xiaofei's competition, the opponent is a disciple of the Tianshu lineage, ranking tenth among the disciples of the Tianshu lineage, and he acts as Su Rui's lackey on weekdays and has done a lot of bad things for him.

Zhao Xiaofei had already hated Su Rui, and he would be merciful when he made a move, in just ten moves, Zhao Xiaofei almost took out all his strength, and beat the disciple all over the ground to find his teeth, and he had the intention to admit defeat, but he was already inarticulate.

Zhao Xiaofei was also very smart, he shot extremely fast, and without giving Pu Xing a chance to stop, he had already knocked the disciple out of the ring, and he was carried away, which made Xiao Fan and the others in the lounge very addicted.

In addition to the competition of the disciples of the Shaking Light Vein, the competition of the other veins is also extremely exciting, and of course, there are also competitions that can be won without a fight.

For example, Ren Feihong, He Feiqiong and others, the senior sisters of Tianshu Pulse, their opponents in the game directly admit defeat, and they know that there is no need to be beaten if they are defeated, and then they will be embarrassed.

"In the twenty-seventh competition, Zheng Yu of the Tianshu Vein will play against Qingzhou of the Light Vein!"

Pu Xing's voice sounded again, and the faces in the lounge of the shaking light vein changed, but he didn't expect Qingzhou to meet Zheng Yu in the first round, and the strength of the other party was also in the top three in the Tianji vein, this is a disciple who has a chance to enter the top eight, and there are few enemies in the galaxy.

"Be careful!"

Jiang Qiuting said with a worried look.

"Don't worry!"

Qing Zhou smiled slightly and walked out of the lounge.

Zheng Yu, dressed in snow-white brocade, jade stood in the ring, her long hair was flowing and dancing, and her angular cheeks were still so cold, which was also the most attractive thing for him.

Although Qingzhou is also a cold and handsome young man, he pales in comparison with Zheng Yu, all the focus is on Zheng Yu, and Qingzhou seems to be ignored.

"Then Zheng Yu is still so pretending, I didn't see him so calm when Wansang Mountain was injured by demon beasts!"

In the lounge where the light was shaken, Wang Jincai was very unhappy when he watched the female disciples cheering for Zheng Yu, and muttered.

"That's it, I really hope that the second senior brother can defeat him!" Xia Han was not confused by the handsome guy this time, but spoke for his second senior brother.

Jiang Qiuting stared nervously at the light mirror, obviously worried about Qingzhou, after all, his opponent was too strong, and even she had little hope of winning.

"It's still a little worse than the other party!"

Xiao Fan didn't speak, and sighed in his heart. He already had a conclusion in his mind.

In the ring, the two were separated by a distance of ten meters.

"Throw in the towel, you won't be my opponent!"

Zheng Yu stood with his hands in his hands, chic and calm.

"Hmph! arrogant, how do you know that you can beat me without trying!"

Qingzhou hugged the scimitar and snorted coldly.

"In that case, then I'll let you know what the gap is, let's get started!

Zheng Yu was full of confidence and obviously despised his opponent.

"Good!"

Qingzhou naturally would not be polite, the scimitar was pulled out with a "Zheng", and a knife was cut away like electricity, and in the flash of cold light, it was already approaching Zheng Yu.

"So fast!"

Zheng Yu's eyes lit up, obviously he didn't expect the other party's knife technique to be so sharp, and the intention of slacking off suddenly became a little less in his heart, and he slapped it with one hand.

An absolutely cold chill hit out of thin air, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped a lot, only to see a thick ice wall condensed in front of Zheng Yu's body, like a piece of thousand-year-old ice.

Poof!

The knife was sharp, and it passed directly through the ice wall, but the power was already ten **, and a cold light broke through the ice, and the ice wall broke and slashed towards Zheng Yu.

Zheng!

Zheng Yu tilted his neck, and the cold light passed by the tips of his hair, cutting off several strands of hair, which was a result he didn't expect, tightly this knife, Zheng Yu had already listed Qingzhou as a martial artist of the same level as himself, and there was almost no contempt.

"Ice Palm!"

Zheng Yu slapped it with one palm, and a cold palm print condensed out, as if the air had been condensed, and slapped it with one palm.

Qingzhou's face was still so calm, and with a horizontal scimitar, a touch of sword light was condensed, which was used as a defensive move across his chest.

Clang!

The palm print slammed on the scimitar, forming a thick block of ice on the body of the knife, and Qingzhou's body was also vigorously pushed out seven or eight steps.

"Spin and kill the Seven Shadows!"

Qingzhou's body stepped out in one step, holding the knife in both hands, and in an instant, he had already slashed seven times in a row.

The seven blades were as unpredictable as phantoms, slashing at Zheng Yu at various tricky angles, almost enveloping him all over his body, and he couldn't be guarded against.

Zheng Yu's brows furrowed for the first time, he already felt the trickiness of the other party, only to see his handprints changed several times, and layers of ice walls were covered around his body, expanding outward with him as the center, like a huge snowball, rolling thicker and thicker.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

Seven swords shot into the snowball, but they fell into it like a stone sinking into the sea, leaving only seven traces on the surface.

Dissolving the sword, Zheng Yu waved his palms together, and the snowballs around his body immediately exploded, turning into ice arrows and shooting towards Qingzhou.

Qingzhou's scimitar danced into an afterimage, cutting off all the ice arrows that were shot, but there were still a few shots on the body, and several parts of the body immediately formed ice, slowly extending around the body.

Qingzhou connected the points on his body, and the thin ice covering his body immediately shattered and slid down, but several acupuncture points on his body were already injured by the cold and were a little stiff.

"Take me another shot!"

Qing Zhou's left arm trembled a little, obviously eroded by the cold, but he still held the knife in both hands.

"Let it go!"

Zheng Yu was also excited and shouted.

"Wind remnant slash!"

Qingzhou slashed out, and the invisible knife qi came out of the air, as steep as air, elusive to the naked eye, but the speed was extremely fast, and it approached Zheng Yu in an instant.

"Ice Breaking the Seventh Heaven!"

Zheng Yu didn't have time to think about it, and immediately used the strongest technique to break the heavy heavenly seal, and the cold and snow foam danced like a blizzard, and even the air seemed to freeze, and the moment the palm print condensed, it was already shooting towards Qingzhou.

The figures of the two were staggered with each other in the ring, their backs facing each other, and they stopped more than ten meters apart.

Tick, tick, tick......

Zheng Yu's left arm was stained red, and blood beads fell down his arm, and his face was moved again, he didn't expect that the other party could hurt him.

When!

Qingzhou's scimitar fell, he exhaled a cold breath, and his body fell backwards and passed out.

(Collect!)