All the contestants hoped that the lucky winner of the bye would be themselves, but, alas, this luck did not seem to favor them.

"The bye, Xuanyuan Jade."

When the referee pulled out a bamboo stick engraved with Xuanyuan jade, many people were jealous and envious, looking at the gentle and beautiful boy, who was able to take a bye.

After Xuanyuan Yu learned the news, he was also stunned for a while, but quickly recovered, shook the folding fan in his hand and left the field.

"It's boring."

Lu Beichuan could still hear him say this as he walked past him.

"This guy ......"

Shaking his head helplessly, others still wish they could have a bye, this guy actually felt very boring.

This time, it is still a draw to determine the opponent.

"White Signature No. 2."

Looking at the sign in his hand, Lu Beichuan read out his number.

But just this thought made the eyes around him strange, and almost everyone looked at him with a kind of pity.

"Huh?"

Lu Beichuan frowned, but suddenly felt a fiery gaze, and seemed to have a sense in his heart, looking towards the crowd.

A young man wielding a dagger in both hands was staring at him intensely, as if he had seen some prey that was about to arrive.

Blood Bluff!

"This Lu Beichuan is really unlucky, he actually ran into a blood cliff."

"If you run into the next one, maybe you can enter the next round, but it's a pity."

"If I run into this blood cliff, I'm afraid I'll admit defeat directly."

After seeing the number on the bamboo stick in Blood Cliff's hand, Lu Beichuan's eyes froze slightly, and then the corners of his mouth lifted a slight arc.

"Blood Bluff? I suddenly got interesting. ”

Blood Cliff also noticed Lu Beichuan's gaze, noticed the change in Lu Beichuan's mood, and immediately picked up the dagger in his hand and lightly slashed it on his neck.

The small movements between the two were extremely clear in the eyes of tens of thousands of people in the field, and before the battle began, there was already friction between the two.

"The draw is complete! In the first scene, Mo Cheng vs. Yan Hao. ”

Naturally, Mo Cheng's strength goes without saying, but the strong candidate for the first place in this smart territory is extremely powerful.

As for this Yan Hao, the ranking is extremely low, and at this moment, in the face of Mo Cheng, who has a great call to win the championship, the pressure on his shoulders is naturally a lot greater.

Boom!

A tall figure suddenly jumped down from the high platform, like a boulder, with gusts of whistling wind, and his feet fell heavily on the stone platform, and there were many cracks where he landed.

The body stood straight, like a sharp sword, and the unknown thing behind him that was covered by black cloth only revealed the black cylinder exuding a cold glow, and a domineering arrogance spontaneously surrounded it.

Just standing there, it gave people a huge pressure like a mountain, and even Yan Hao, who was opposite him, was directly startled, and his hand holding a sword was trembling.

"What a strong momentum!"

Seeing the domineering Mo Cheng in the field, who suppressed the opponent just by virtue of his own momentum, Lu Beichuan's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise, this Mo Cheng was definitely not a good match.

"This Yan Hao's fighting spirit is afraid that it has been completely crushed when he retreats."

Shi Yuqian saw Yan Hao, whose forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and immediately shook her head.

The most feared thing in battle is to retreat without a fight, this Yan Hao has lost the heart to fight, even if he has some strength, I am afraid he will not be able to give full play to half of it.

The path of cultivation is the road of cutting through thorns and thorns all the way, honing the will and mind, if a person's heart to resist is gone, how can he become stronger?

"First game, let's start!"

As the referee's words fell, the eyes of the audience were firmly fixed on the two people on the stage, although the gap between the two rankings was huge, but who didn't want to see a dark horse come out?

"Yan Hao, please advise."

Forced to calm down, Yan Hao's body was still shaking, and the long sword in his hand emitted red light, and a blazing flame entrenched in the sword body.

Yan Hao's strength is not bad, otherwise he would not have reached this point among the many contestants, but in the face of Mo Cheng, who ranked first in this ranking, there was a great pressure in his heart.

The long sword was attached to the blazing flames, and the entire sword body actually showed one strange pattern after another, this pattern exuded Dao aura, Yan Hao's momentum was actually under the blessing of this strange pattern, and it was a little stronger again.

Mo Cheng glanced at the other party lightly, and his eyes glanced at the long sword a few more times, this long sword is probably not of low grade, and it can greatly increase the power of his own attack.

"Extreme Flame Kill!"

With a low shout, Yan Hao's body stepped out suddenly, only to see a flash of fire on the stone platform passing rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of dozens of meters, and stabbed straight at Mo Cheng, who was calm and calm.

"Well, the speed of the sword is extremely fast, the temperature of the flame is acceptable, and the strength is a few points worse."

Mo Cheng didn't panic in the slightest, but commented on Yan Hao's move, which couldn't help but make Yan Hao a little annoyed.

The palms of the two hands clenched suddenly, and then they clenched into claws, and in the face of the flaming sword that stabbed towards him, the two sharp claws poked out like lightning.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron rang out, and the long sword that stabbed straight forward was actually tightly held by the two sharp claws, and stayed an inch away from Mo Cheng's eyebrows.

Yan Hao was also extremely surprised, and he exerted himself again in his hand, but found that no matter how hard he tried, the two sharp claws bit his long sword like iron pincers, and he couldn't score half a point again.

"As I said, you're still a lot weaker."

Mo Cheng's expression was flat, as if he had caught not a sharp sword in his hand, but an ordinary wooden stick that could no longer be ordinary.

The hand was violently forced.

Click!

It seemed to be the sound of something shattering, and I saw that the body of the long sword wrapped in blazing flames had many small cracks that were constantly expanding.

"Nope! How can it be! ”

Yan Hao's heart was full of horror, his eyes widened, and he watched the long sword in his hand shatter little by little, and finally turned into a pile of fragments and fell to the ground.

"Let's go down."

Mo Cheng didn't make another move, just spoke lightly, as if he was just talking about an extremely trivial matter.

In the stands, Lu Beichuan's pupils narrowed slightly as he stared at Mo Cheng, in this extremely fast battle, that Mo Cheng didn't seem to use a trace of spiritual power, and completely relied on his own physical strength!

"What a terrifying physical power!"

Even Shi Yuqian couldn't help but exclaim, this Mo Cheng's body is indeed extremely strong, I'm afraid that among the contestants in this year, there are few people who can compare with it.

"In the first game, Mo Cheng won!"

"In the second scene, Lu Beichuan vs. Blood Cliff!"

As the referee's words fell, all eyes on the field instantly shifted to the field, and the next battle may be one of the most exciting games of the day.