Looking at Hatton's huge body and the appearance of a pair of iron octagonal hammers bursting with combat power, Xiu Jie shouted domineeringly: "Just you, I'm afraid you can only beat Feng Hunter." ”

"You ......" Hatton suddenly burst out: "Look at you right now." ”

Luo Feng grabbed Hatton: "Don't worry, Hatton, sooner or later I will meet him." ”

Under Luo Feng's persuasion, Hatton stopped.

Looking at Hatton's appearance, Xiu Jie had already had murderous intentions, if he didn't want to rank second in the Middle-earth Heroes Conference, he would have done it a long time ago.

Xiu Jie glared at Hatton, inserted the Blood Giant Blade into the scabbard on his back, and turned away angrily.

The second round will be over in the morning, and the third round will start in the afternoon.

"It's going to be the third round soon, and now there are only sixty-four left." Ding Xu said.

"The third round should be me and you." A handsome young man walked up to Ding Xu's side.

"Are you ......," Ding Xu asked.

"Elsie City Horse Ride."

"It turns out that you are Ma Xiaoke." Luo Feng and the others had already heard Ma Xiaoke's name, and hugged their fists to say hello.

Seeing that Luo Feng and the others are also temperamental, and heroic, Ma Xiaoke also hugged his fists and said hello.

"The top 100 rankings are out." Zhang Shunxiao walked over from a distance, and after greeting Ma Xiaoke, he continued: "Battalion Commander Feng, you have very bad luck this time, ranking one hundred and two, only a little short. ”

"It seems that I have no chance to win the title of Top 100 Heroes." Feng Ziying sighed.

"If you don't, you won't have it, you will have more military merits on the battlefield." Luo Feng said.

"That's right," Feng Ziying said, "The title is just vanity, and military merit is the real ability." ”

"Hahaha." Everyone looked at each other and laughed.

In the afternoon, on the high platform, many people had already finished the competition, leaving only Ma Xiaoke and Ding Xu standing on the high platform.

However, seeing that Ding Xu was embarrassed, the beads of sweat on his forehead kept sliding down his cheeks, his chest rose and fell, and he kept panting.

"There are not many people who can fight with me for ten minutes in the entire Central Continent, you are counted as one." Ma Xiaoke's Fengling Blade pointed at the ground, looked at Ding Xu and said.

Ding Xu already knew that he couldn't do it, but he had to make one last fight.

"Then do it again and fight to your heart's content."

The Sky Ling Flying Sword rotated around Ding Xu's body, and the energy it brought out turned into dozens of blades that rotated with the Sky Ling Flying Sword.

"It's strong, but it doesn't work for me." Ma Xiaoke said relaxedly, picked up the Wind Ling Blade in his right hand, and the energy gathered in his right hand, slowly merging into the Feng Ling Blade.

Ding Xu pushed with both hands and shouted: "Break." ”

The conjured blade stabbed at Ma Xiaoke along with the Sky Ling Flying Sword.

Ma Xiaoke's knife light flashed, and the energy brought out tore a hole in the strength of Ding Xu's swing, and the figure passed through the energy, and in a flash, the blade of Feng Ling moved again, and a burst of fierce energy knocked Ding Xu out and fell to the ground.

His chest was injured by Ma Xiaoke's strength, and the qi and blood in his body rolled, and he almost couldn't stand up.

After Ding Xu supported the ground with his sword, he barely stood up: "It's so strong, I lost." ”

Nguyen Dong Kung announced the end of the third round, and the 32 heroes who won the tournament will compete in the fourth round tomorrow.

According to the order of battle, Zhang Shunxiao said to Luo Feng: "Lord Luo, it seems that you and Xiujie are fighting." ”

Although Luo Feng didn't look at the order of battle, he knew that he should fight against Xiujie in the next round.

After nodding slightly, Luo Feng said: "This time I will fight with Xiu Jie, I will fight with all my strength, if I can kill Xiu Jie, I would rather not rank." ”

Luo Feng and Xiu Jie's holiday, Zhang Shunxiao knew: "Xiu Jie I have also fought against each other, very strong, it is good that you can keep not being defeated by him within thirty minutes, if you want to win, it is estimated that it will be difficult." ”

"Then give it a go." Luo Feng had a slight hint of hatred in his slightly helpless tone.

"If you can't beat it alone, we'll play together." Feng Ziying said.

"No," Luo Feng said, "This is the Middle-earth Heroes Association, if this happens, it is estimated that it will be attacked by a group after returning to Saisha City." ”

"Let me do it." Hatton's gruff voice rang out.

If it fails this time, there will be Hatton behind, but the ranking of the Middle-earth Heroes Club is very important, and the previous rankings are permanently preserved, once every ten years, and there can be several decades in a lifetime, plus there is an element of luck, so it is not easy to get a good ranking.

"No, I just said casually, you can't kill people." Luo Feng said calmly.

After Luo Feng admonished, Hatton could only nod in agreement.

On the morning of the third day after the start of the Middle-earth Heroes Club, on the high platform of the Hero Peak, the heroes of each group were fighting hotly, and there were bursts of cheers from below.

On the third high platform, Xiu Jie's fierce blood giant blade pointed at Luo Feng, "Hahaha, see how long you can hold on." ”

Luo Feng continued to use his powerful energy, and his physical strength was already exhausted, and his reaction obviously couldn't keep up with Xiu Jie's movements.

Standing and taking a few deep breaths, facing Xiu Jie in front of him, Luo Feng no longer felt the hatred of killing his father, for so many years, he had killed a lot of people, war, enough people died, and now there are, I just want to defeat Xiu Jie.

"It depends on whether you have the combat power or not." After Luo Feng finished speaking, the Heavenly Immortal Giant Sword erupted into a strong halo under the control of his own strength, and the surrounding air flow was water-shaped, rippling in waves.

This strong energy forced everyone in the audience to take a few steps back.

Xiu Jie stood on the platform, the blood giant blade pointed diagonally at the ground, and his strength invisibly roamed around him.

Luo Feng raised his strength, the soles of his feet moved, and his body leaped out in the energy, and the Heavenly Immortal Giant Sword slashed through the vibrating air and stabbed at Xiu Jie.

Xiu Jie violently raised his strength, waved the blood giant blade, vibrated Luo Feng's energy, slowly gathered the surrounding air, condensed into strength, and pressed Luo Feng for another five or six minutes.

was continuously attacked by Xiujie, Luo Feng could only parry, and basically had no offensive power.

The other groups all ended the game, and only Luo Feng and Xiu Jie were still playing.

But it seems that he already knows that even if Luo Feng fights until the end of the game, it is Xiu Jie who wins.

The fight on the stage was dark, and the audience held their breath, staring at the two of them with wide eyes, for fear of missing a move.

Seeing that the time was about to end, Xiu Jie hurriedly attacked, and the blood giant blade kept wandering around Luo Feng, and wave after wave of energy attacked Luo Feng along the blade.

Luo Feng finally couldn't resist it, and in the last two minutes of the game, he was knocked out by Xiu Jie and fell to the ground.

Seeing Luo Feng being beaten offstage, Xiu Jie breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect to waste so much physical strength this time, put away the Blood Giant Blade, and said to Luo Feng: "Don't be overwhelmed next time." He turned away amid a shout of applause.

Luo Feng covered the wound with his hands, used his strength to recuperate his body, and quickly recovered.

"Okay, ranked seventeenth," Feng Ziying was a little unhappy: "Who set this rule, with the combat power of our city lord, the top five must be no problem." ”