"Blue Ice Slash!"

Lin Xuan shouted, bravely rushed towards Yang Turui's sword net, and the blue ice sword in his hand slashed hard, slashing a wide crack in the sword net.

Immediately, Lin Xuan calmly passed through the sword net from that rift, and he was not injured at all. This made Yang Turui even more shocked.

If Lin Xuan stabbed him with a sword just now, he could still say that Lin Xuan was lucky, then now he has tried his best to weave a sword net, wanting to trap Lin Xu to death in the sword net, but seeing Lin Xu cut his sword net directly, and it doesn't seem to take much effort, he really has to admit that this is completely a show of Lin Xu's strength, and it is indeed a step higher than him.

Yang Turui finally felt extreme fear. Facing Lin Xu, a young man, he no longer has the sense of superiority that he had before the game. On the contrary, he felt that Lin Xuan was not only powerful, but also had an unfathomable sense of mystery in his body.

Even though he and Lin Xuan had already gone through dozens of rounds, he still couldn't tell which level Lin Xu's cultivation level had reached. This was something he had never done in his previous experience. He was just sure that Lin Xu's cultivation was at least one level higher than his own.

And a young person like Lin Xu knows how to hide his strength appropriately, which is undoubtedly a terrifying and incredible thing for Yang Turui. But the young man in front of him was like that, and he had to be afraid.

Lin Xu was very smart, and when he saw the expression on Yang Turui's face, he knew that his opponent was already scared. He asked Yang Turui with a triumphant smile: "Last year's third runner-up, if you are afraid, then I will give you a chance to admit defeat by yourself, then our battle will end here." You don't have to suffer more damage. ”

Lin Xu's look of being extremely proud of the victory in his hands suddenly made Yang Turui angry. Lin Xu said this as if he was a man who was greedy for life and afraid of death. Even if he already knew that his strength was far inferior to Lin Huan, he would not admit defeat easily.

"What a joke, I'm afraid of you as a stinky boy, don't think you'll win if you make two moves. Yang Turui endured the fear in his heart and pretended to be calm and said to Lin Xu.

"Hahaha! So you're letting me, so you're going to let it go until you lose. Of course, Lin Xu knew that Yang Turui was strong on the outside and dry in the middle, and he was slapping his swollen face to make him fat, so he couldn't help but feel very funny, so he laughed.

Since Yang Turui refuses to admit defeat, then Lin Xu must use his strength to conquer him and completely defeat him. At that time, he can't blame Lin Xuan for not giving him a chance and not giving him a way to live.

Lin Xuan felt that it would be easy for him to defeat Yang Turui, and he could even no longer use the Blue Ice Sword in his hand. He immediately put away the blue ice sword and put it into the sheath, and then sent out a palm with his right hand, only to see a fist-sized blue ice ball immediately fly out of his palm, flying directly towards Yang Turui's head.

This blue ice hockey ball is Lin Xu's spiritual power ice hockey ball.

Taking advantage of this competition, Lin Xuan wanted to take Yang Turui as a test to see how powerful the spiritual power ice hockey ball he had just cultivated was in actual combat. He hoped that the puck would not disappoint him.

It is conceivable that if Lin Xu's spiritual power ice hockey ball really hit Yang Turui's head, then Yang Turui's head would definitely be beaten to pieces. Don't forget, when Lin Xuan used a big stone for an experiment, this spiritual power was able to beat a big stone into powder.

No matter how hard Yang Turui's head is, it must be no harder than a big stone. Then Lin Xu's spiritual power ice ball was of course able to smash his head.

The blue spiritual power ice ball was very fast, and it had already flown in front of Yang Turui in the blink of an eye. Yang Turui was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to think about what kind of moves he should use to crack this fast-approaching ice hockey.

Now all he could do was subconsciously raise the long sword in his hand and stab directly at Lin Xu's spiritual power ice ball, wanting to use this to pierce the ice ball so as not to hurt himself.

"Dang!"

When Yang Turui stabbed the spiritual power ice hockey ball, he actually made a sound that seemed to be two metal weapons colliding. Lin Xu's spiritual power hockey ball is not metal, but it is as hard as metal.

When Yang Turui heard the voice, he thought that he had finally resisted the attack of the spiritual power ice hockey, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of secret joy in his heart, and couldn't help but want to laugh. But he rejoiced too soon. He didn't even have time to laugh before he suddenly realized something was wrong.

I saw that the long sword in his hand didn't pierce Lin Xu's spiritual power ice ball at all. On the contrary, his long sword was also broken by the spirit power ice ball, and instead of breaking in two, it suddenly broke into several pieces. He originally held a heavy long sword in his hand, but at this moment, there was only one hilt left.

The moment the spiritual power ice ball and the long sword collided, a large area of scorching and shiny sparks appeared, illuminating Yang Turui almost couldn't even open his eyes.

What made Yang Turui even more desperate was that after the spiritual power ice ball broke his long sword, there was no stagnation, let alone falling to the ground, but still flying towards him with a huge amount of energy, obviously a reluctant posture, and he had to hit him.

In fact, under the illumination of the large dazzling sparks just now, Yang Turui's eyes couldn't see the spiritual power ice hockey ball in front of him clearly. He could only see a vague shadow, and he could feel the spirit power hockey ball still rushing towards him.

At this moment, a strong desire to survive has occupied Yang Turui's mind. He just wanted to save his life at this moment, and as for what kind of demeanor and face, he couldn't care so much.

Therefore, he immediately squatted down in a hurry to avoid the attack of the spiritual power ice hockey. Then, he didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest, for fear that the spiritual power hockey ball would turn down in another direction and hit him, so he turned around and crawled on the ground, crawling desperately with his hands and feet.

He didn't dare to stand up straight, because there was still spiritual power chasing behind him. He was afraid that as soon as he stood up, he would be hit by the spirit power ice hockey ball immediately, and he might even lose his life.

However, Lin Xu already knew that he was sure of victory. There is no need for him to kill Yang Turui, and he doesn't have to hurt Yang Turui's life. He used his mind to control the spiritual power ice ball, but he just flew closely behind Yang Turui, and did not hit it with force.

But Rao is like this, Yang Turui found that the spiritual power ice hockey ball was still following closely behind, never leaving, still scared half to death, sweating profusely, crawling faster and faster on the ground, and running away lifelessly.

"Hahaha! Just now you told yourself to admit defeat and save face for you, but you don't want to, but now you have to crawl and walk. Lin Xu looked at Yang Turui's very embarrassed appearance, so he laughed proudly and mocked Yang Turui loudly.

And the audience outside the venue couldn't help but laugh when they saw that Yang Turui was actually forced by Lin Xu to crawl on the ground like a dog

Yang Turui really regretted it in his heart. knew that Lin Xuan was so strong, then he should really take the initiative to admit defeat, instead of boasting about Haikou self-righteously, and now in the end, it is he who suffers and is ashamed.

After Yang Turui climbed out of the arena, he no longer had the face to stay, and hurriedly walked away. As for who can become the ultimate winner of this competition, it has nothing to do with him.

With Lin Xu's victory over Yang Turui, the second round of the game was over. There were fifty players left, and now there are only twenty-five left.

The third round of the duel will still be conducted using the draw just now. This round Lin Xuan drew the twenty-one. The same one who drew the twenty-first with him was a middle-aged Taoist priest, and according to the rules, he became the opponent he had to defeat.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was holding a whisk in his hand, with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, and his face was full of obscenity, and at first glance he was not a good person, but a treacherous person.

When Lin Xuan saw this Taoist priest, he couldn't help but be shocked, and at the same time felt very angry, and a wave of anger immediately rose in his heart. He recognized this Taoist priest as the bastard who wanted to bully Zhou Mengfeng in the grove more than half a year ago.

At that time, Lin Xu also used a desperate needle to injure him, and as a Taoist priest, he did that kind of ugly thing, so he didn't dare to fight back against Lin Xu, so he fled.

I really didn't expect the road to be narrow. Today, Lin Xuan and this Taoist priest collided again, and they met on such an occasion. He secretly decided in his heart that he must teach this bastard Taoist a hard lesson today, so as to give Zhou Mengfeng another bad breath.

According to the name called out by Wednesday just now, Lin Xu knew that the Taoist priest's name was Luo Chengsong. Although he recognized Luo Chengsong at a glance, Luo Chengsong did not recognize him.

This may be due to Lin Xu's forgetfulness being too good, or perhaps because Luo Chengsong does not have a long memory at all. He actually forgot where he and Lin Xu had met, and even forgot that Lin Xu had hurt him.

When Luo Chengsong saw Lin Xu, a young man, he seemed to feel that he was sure of victory, and he actually showed a sneer like Yang Turui did when he first saw Lin Xu, and he didn't take this young man in his eyes at all.

He didn't speak, thinking that he wanted to give Lin Xu a dismount directly, and let Lin Xu see his ability. He waved the dust in his hand into the air, and immediately sat on the ground with his legs crossed in front of Lin Xu, his eyes slightly closed, and his mouth was hurriedly and quietly reciting some mantras that people couldn't hear clearly, as if he was doing it.

Lin Xu had never met such a strange opponent. Although he knew that Luo Chengsong was a Taoist priest, he should not do it in front of him. Don't forget, what the two are going to have now is a competition and duel in martial arts cultivation, not pretending to be a ghost like Luo Chengsong and pretending to be a mystery.

Lin Xuan was already full of anger and hatred towards Luo Chengsong in his heart, but now that he was still showing off in front of him, he became even more impatient. He immediately raised his sword and pointed at Luo Chengsong, and just wanted to step forward to question, only to see a fireball suddenly appear from the dust in Luo Chengsong's hand.

For the sake of insurance, Lin Xuan could only stand still for the time being and wait and see what happened.