On the battle platform.

Only Ye Feng, Jun Buqun, and Hong Huohuo were left.

As for the other seven, they have already sat in the stands.

"The final of the top three qualifying is about to begin, and according to the rules, a total of three battles will be played to determine the final qualification. The number of battles will be determined by lottery. ”

Hua Tiancheng fell from the wooden pillar to the battle platform, holding a crystal bottle in his hand, which contained three sticks, on which it was written at one time that No. 22 Mu Feng fought against No. 23 Hong Huohuo, No. 22 Mu Feng fought against No. 29 Jun Buqun, and No. 29 Jun Buqun fought against No. 23 Hong Huohuo.

He casually grabbed a slip from the crystal bottle and opened it under the eyes of everyone.

"No. 29 Jun Buqun vs. No. 23 Hong Huohuo. ”

After Hua Tiancheng announced, he retreated to the wooden pillar.

On the battle platform, only Jun Buqun and Hong Huohuo were standing.

The strength of the two has not yet been fully shown, and the audience is very much looking forward to the battle between the two.

Ye Feng is no exception.

He needs to carefully assess the true combat power of the two from the battle between the two.

The two people standing on the battle platform did not speak, and with their strength, it was no longer words that could affect each other.

Only sheer strength can determine victory or defeat.

Jun Buqun was the first to move, this was the first time he faced his opponent and took the initiative to attack.

His body speed is like electricity, in the eyes of others, it is like turning into a sword light, a brilliant sword light, piercing the void of the battle platform, the void generates electricity, and the eyes of the flower are dazzling.

So fast!

Nine out of ten people couldn't catch Jun Buqun's shadow at all, and only saw a sword light that tore through everything.

At the same time, a terrifying aura also emerged from Hong Huohuo's body, which was extremely hot, turning into a strange red light, spreading, like a flame, and the temperature of the entire battle platform soared, and this temperature spread, making the audience feel a sense of heat.

At this moment, the weather can only be regarded as average, the temperature is neither high nor low, at this moment, a hot wind sweeps through, making people feel a heat wave rolling.

"Fire internal strength?"

Many people looked at the flame-like figure on the battle platform and were dumbfounded.

Such a shock was in no way inferior to the confrontation between Ye Feng and Mulan.

The third attribute, internal energy, appeared.

It is not Ye Feng and Zhao Ying's cold internal strength, nor Hua Mulan's thunder internal strength, but a domineering and fierce fire internal strength.

At this moment, the flood of fire was like a fire god who came out of the raging flames, clothed in flame red light, and with her raising her hand to grab it, a blazing flame suddenly condensed in her hand, and then a blazing fireball roared out.

The speed of the fireball was very fast, and the ground that had been grazed was scorched, which showed the power of this fireball.

After Ye Feng saw it, he sighed secretly in his heart, this is a fire-based martial art-fireball technique.

A yellow-level mid-grade martial art.

If Hong Huohuo had just cultivated, it would be impossible to practice to this extent, she fused the True Fire Martial Intent, and with the help of the power of the True Fire Martial Intent, she could directly practice such a fireball technique to the consummation level.

A consummation-level mid-grade fire-based martial art, how terrifying. Suddenly, the terrifying sword light collided with the fireball.

Rumble!

The fire was shining brightly, and the hot breath was like a tidal wave.

In the midst of that flame, the sword light was finally disintegrated, revealing a figure.

That's a blind swordsman.

At this moment, the sword qi on his body bloomed, like a spirit rising, swallowing endlessly, cutting and cutting the power of the raging and oppressive flames.

"A sword. ”

The hoarse voice of the blind swordsman Jun Buqun suddenly sounded, and he suddenly raised his hand and pointed out, and the sword qi turned out to be like nothingness, formless and traceless, and escaped into the void.

Hong Huohuo's body suddenly moved, and she suddenly retreated, and the flames under her feet were thick, as if there were two fire wheels.

This is a light work - the flame flywheel.

At the moment when Hong Huohuo retreated, a flame vortex condensed in front of her, but the next moment, a void sword qi revealed its tracks in the flames, and the flame vortex under the fire cloth was directly torn apart, but under the internal strength of Hong Huohuo's fire system, that sword qi became traceable.

Under the containment of the flame vortex, Hong Huohuo dodged the terrifying sword aura.

"Flame Vortex, Second Stage Fireball Technique. ”

Hong Huohuo's face was solemn, and it was even more majestic so that the internal energy of the fire system surged out, and in the palm of her hand, the internal energy of the fire system converged, forming a whirlpool, dripping and spinning, and the final fireball formed was smaller, but more condensed, and the terrifying power could be seen from the crimson color alone.

Jun Buqun closed his eyes, his face became more serious than ever, he raised a finger in front of his eyebrows, and an indescribable sword intent was transmitted from his mind and converged on his fingers, although this sword intent was very weak, but it made countless people have a terrible feeling of palpitations.

With the appearance of this trace of sword intent, many people in the audience carried martial arts-level swords with them, and they all trembled.

"Oh my God, this, this is sword intent?"

"Impossible, how could he comprehend the sword intent, even if it was a martial artist level to comprehend the sword intent, he was already a genius among geniuses. ”

"No, this is not his sword intent, but someone has sealed a wisp of sword intent in his mind?"

"Who the hell is this Jun Buqun?"

In the stands, there were several martial artist-level powerhouses who knew the goods, and they all stood up in shock.

Even if Ye Feng, Magnolia, and even Hong Huohuo comprehended the perfection-level martial arts and cultivated the attribute exercises, they would just be surprised, but they would definitely not be so shocked.

After all, in the Five Great Martial Academies, all the students will be endowed with attribute exercises.

The sword intent is different, this is the first level of artistic conception, beyond the consummation-level martial arts.

At the very least, it takes a martial artist to be able to comprehend it, and usually only an eightfold or even ninefold martial artist can truly comprehend it.

Like a few of them, they are just ordinary sevenfold martial artists, and they are far from comprehending the artistic conception.

On the battle platform at this moment, Jun Buqun's fingers trembled, and it seemed that it was difficult to control that wisp of sword intent at all, with the appearance of this sword intent, the sword qi in his whole body converged, and it was even more powerful and terrifying.

The sword intent itself can give the internal strength a more powerful attack power.

It is enough to have a crushing effect on martial arts that have not comprehended the artistic conception.

Hong Huohuo instantly felt a mortal threat, and this sword intent caused her great pressure.

"Hmph, I also have the artistic conception. ”

Hong Huohuo snorted lightly, and suddenly pointed to the center of his eyebrows, attracting the true fire martial intent.

Although she can't control the use of the fused True Martial Fire Intent, triggering a trace and turning it into a wisp of fire artistic conception, it is still possible.

Under the influence of the artistic conception of fire, the pressure of the flood fire on the sword intent suddenly decreased, and at the same time, the fireball was blessed by the artistic conception of fire, and it became even more terrifying.

Jun Buqun attracted the sword intent, which had already shocked several knowledgeable martial artist-level powerhouses, and the flood fire had also released the artistic conception of fire, which made them feel like they were dreaming.

They never thought that in such a small place as Liyang County, there would be two people with the power of artistic conception.

This kind of artistic conception power, even among the students of the Martial Academy, is extremely rare, and it can only appear in the sect behind the Martial Academy.

Including the city lord Hua Tiancheng, the five martial artists who had a relationship with the five martial arts academies were shocked, but they were so excited that it was almost difficult to support, and they wanted to quickly notify the sect behind their martial academies and compete for the ownership of these two people.

Before entering the martial academy, they have an artistic conception, even if this artistic conception is not comprehended by them, they are fully qualified to enter the sect directly.

In other words, when Jun Buqun and Hong Huohuo showed their artistic conception, their future destination had been confirmed, and they were no longer the five martial academies, but the sect behind the five great martial academies.

After all, the Five Great Martial Academies are just a platform for the sect to cultivate reserve disciples.

There are not many students in the martial academy, but there are still very, very few who can join the sect and become official disciples in the end. Out of a hundred, there is not necessarily one, and the competition is very fierce, after all, in Qizhou, there are more than a dozen counties like Xin'an.

In Xin'an County, there are also twenty or thirty counties like Liyang.

At this moment, the duel between the two entered the most intense moment, the two used their artistic conception, and their martial arts were also urged to the extreme.

Sou!

Jun Buqun rushed out suddenly, and when he was less than a foot away from the Hong Huohuo, his fingers moved, and a wisp of sharp edge bloomed, and he suddenly headed towards the Hong Huohuo.

Hong Huohuo also carried the light gong and rushed towards Jun Buqun, the fireball in his hand did not swing out, but held it in the palm of his hand, and suddenly slammed into Jun Buqun with a palm.

The two of them had to fight a close battle and defeat each other with their most powerful martial arts.

This decisive battle is the most dangerous.

Once one side is weaker, I am afraid that it will suffer serious injuries.

It's also possible to lose both.

However, at this time, it is impossible to let them stop, the martial arts will be the first, and they are bound to win.

Rumble!

The terrifying internal energy fluctuations erupted, and the sword qi and flames completely enveloped the area where the two of them were.

Only two vague figures were in the flames of sword qi.

The final showdown.

Who will be the winner?

Countless pairs of eyes were all focused on the battle platform.

It lasted for more than a dozen breaths before the raging sword qi flames completely dissipated.

The figures of the two were already staggered, facing away from each other, less than a foot apart.

Ahem.

Jun Buqun finally moved, and then coughed, and a wisp of bright red could be seen on his mouth.

He's hurt.

If you look closely, you will find that the tips of his hanging fingers are charred black.

"I lost. ”

He didn't look back, and a hoarse voice rang out in the dead silence.

Then he turned around and returned to the edge of the battle platform, took a few pills, and healed his wounds.

Hong Huohuo also exhaled heavily, and there were many marks on her clothes, and her clothes were torn a lot, and she looked extremely embarrassed.

She glanced at Jun Buqun deeply, if she held on for a little longer, her protective strength would be broken, and she would be the only one who was defeated.

In the final analysis, the main reason why she won was to occupy the advantage of True Fire Martial Intent, otherwise, she would not have any advantage in all aspects.

She also returned to the edge of the battle table, sat cross-legged, and recovered from her injuries.

At this point, the first game of the top three finals is over.

Only by waiting for the two to recover will the second game be played

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