"Will he win?"

In the stands, Ning Xiaoxiao looked at the dusty place, her divine sense could not penetrate into it, and her heart was even more anxious.

How could she not see that Lu Beichuan's opponent had already touched the Divine Spirit Realm, even if he had not yet reached the Divine Spirit Realm, it was not something that the Spiritual Spirit Realm could deal with in the later stage of the Spiritual Spirit Realm.

Now she doesn't expect Lu Beichuan to win, she just wants this guy to be safe, even if she quits halfway, she won't say anything.

"This ...... Senior brother shouldn't be ...... Question. ”

Ning Lun also looked at the confrontation in horror, he never expected that his senior brother would be so fierce.

Only Shi Yuqian was extremely calm, because she knew her senior brother's strength.

On the other side, Fang Yun and Zhou Fangjue also looked at the field in amazement, the strength of these two people far exceeded their resemblance.

"Half-step spirit, Lu Beichuan, this kid can be regarded as planted." Zhou Fangjue said with a smile, he wished that Lu Beichuan had better die on the spot.

Fang Yun thought the same, but he was very uneasy in his heart, he had a faint feeling that Lu Beichuan might not be what he imagined.

Under the gaze of countless almost dull eyes, the smoke and dust that filled the square slowly dissipated, and the mess and rubble that appeared in the sight made the sound of cold air on the stands.

At this time, the solid square, which had been built with neat stone bricks, had completely turned into ruins, and a huge crater appeared in the center of the ruins, surrounded by rubble.

No one thought that the collision between the two Spirit Realms would cause such terrifying destructive power.

Under the convergence of countless eyes, a piece of rubble was suddenly thrown out.

A white-clothed figure stood up, his breath a little weak, but he was still able to stand up on his own.

"That's ......"

"Lu Beichuan!"

Yes, this figure is Lu Beichuan, not only that, but he is also holding a figure in his hand who has passed out, it is Mu Xiong.

"This guy is really perverted!"

Many people in the audience secretly cursed to themselves, what kind of terrifying collision happened between the two, and those of them present felt it very clearly.

That Mu Xiong was a person who had already come into contact with the Divine Spirit Realm, and he was actually defeated by Lu Beichuan in the late stage of the Spirit Realm.

"It's time!"

Fang Dingshan's voice spread throughout the square, and the huge spiritual power enchantment also dissipated, and those who remained in the square would advance to the next round.

Someone took Mu Xiong from Lu Beichuan's hands, it should be Mu Xiong's friend or something, and after thanking him, he hurriedly took Mu Xiong to heal his injuries.

"This guy...... Is...... It's worrying. ”

Although Ning Xiaoxiao couldn't believe it, what she saw in front of her was the true and true fact, Lu Beichuan actually defeated Mu Xiong, who touched the spirit.

She didn't care about anything else, and in a flash, she was already in the square.

Lu Beichuan's breath was a little weak, obviously the injury was not light, Ning Xiaoxiao hurriedly supported him, for fear that he would fall down accidentally.

"How about it, little girl, I'm not bad brother."

"Phew! You're not as old as I am. Ning Xiaoxiao took a sip, this guy was almost unstable on his feet, and he was still talking.

"Hehe, let you know that my brother and I are not an ordinary person, how about it, now you have confidence in me."

"Hmph, let's wait until you defeat that guy Fang Yun."

"Hmph, I really want to touch him."

Lu Beichuan looked at the stands again, where Fang Yun was, Fang Yun also looked at him with a gloomy face, and there seemed to be a spark between the two.

"I'm mad at me!"

Fang Yun slapped suddenly, directly smashing the table next to him, this Lu Beichuan not only won, but also let Ning Xiaoxiao treat him like this, which really made him very angry.

"Fang Shao is angry, since he Lu Beichuan can go on, isn't it just what you want. As long as I arrange it at that time, I will naturally be able to draw Fang Shaoyou. ”

Zhou Fangjue's words made Fang Yun's fire extinguish a little, snorted coldly, and turned around and left the stands.

"Lu Beichuan! I'm going to beat you half to death!" ”

……

The first day of the tournament is over, but it is also to take care of those players who have suffered a lot of injuries in the first round, and the second round will be held in three days, and as long as the injuries are not particularly serious, they can recover.

Therefore, the period of the Imperial City Sword Discussion will last for a relatively long time.

And the most talked-about thing on the first day was undoubtedly that one person defeated three late stage of the Spirit Realm, and even defeated Lu Beichuan, who was about to touch the Divine Spirit Realm.

Many people think that this Lu Beichuan is the dark horse that has been killed this year, but some people are not optimistic, after all, this year's Sword Discussion Conference has several more Divine Spirit Realm masters than before. Compared to the battle in the Spirit Realm, it is still those gods who are more interesting.

All in all, the name Lu Beichuan has spread throughout the entire imperial city, and no one can say whether it is a flash in the pan or not.

Inside the Prime Minister's Palace.

"Senior brother is really a god, I think the first name of this sword conference is none other than senior brother."

Lu Beichuan was lying on the recliner, and Ning Lun beside him was smiling and roasting chicken wings, while roasting, he kept patting the fart in the innermost part.

"Okay, less sycophants, more practice."

Lu Beichuan recalled this battle, and he also had palpitations, if it weren't for the fact that he had been immersed in the way of death for a long time, maybe he really wasn't this Muxiong's opponent.

It was also when he had just obtained this Immortal Scripture that he happened to have a tenfold gain in comprehension time, and he was able to become extremely proficient in the Immortal Scripture.

"That's not enough."

The spiritual power on Lu Beichuan's hands surged, and twelve spiritual patterns suddenly appeared on the palms of his hands.

"Perhaps, you can consider arranging this spirit array."

"Senior brother, the chicken wings are roasted."

……

Three days have passed in a flash, and there are almost half fewer contestants than those three days ago.

Part of the stone platform that had sunk into the ground also resurfaced, and none of the stone platforms were guarded by a Divine Spirit Realm master.

"Now that the number of people is complete, then we can also start." Fang Dingshan smiled faintly.

"But before the game, I still have to remind you that the competition is only about competition, not to fight to the death, and I hope you will control the proportions."

Hearing Fang Dingshan's words, some people nodded, but more did not hear these words, this kind of competition, in order to be able to impact a higher term, who wouldn't go all out?

Since they are all going all out, the severity of the attack is naturally uncontrollable, so how can we control the proportion?

Of course, these are just words, even Fang Dingshan knows that it is useless to say it.

This tournament is different from the first day, but it adopts a lottery system, and if you are lucky, you can draw a slightly weaker cultivator.

If you're unlucky, hehe, maybe you'll draw someone who is several times stronger than you.