The golden iron fist came towards him, and the huge pillar of energy light set off a violent wind, and the black hair fluttered in the sky, the red robe hunted, and the eerie sixth sword screamed out.

The blurred black shadow itself emerged, the scarlet eyes were hideous and bloodthirsty, and an undetectable red light came out of the black shadow's palm, allowing it to enter the ghostly sword body, and the terrible ghost crying sound sounded piercingly, resentment, anger, hatred, sorrow, bitterness, all kinds of negative feelings came one after another.

This sword stabbed straight into the huge pillar of energy light that was raging in the impact.

The three-and-a-half-foot small sword body, against the giant pillar of light of seven or eight feet, seemed to be a little asymmetrical in the eyes of everyone, but no one would underestimate this sword.

The tip of the sword where the ghostly light converged suddenly came into contact with the rumbling giant pillar of light, and no sound came out. At the junction of the tip of the sword and the pillar of light, a circle of energy light waves suddenly appeared, spreading in a circle to the entire competition platform.

At the spread of the circular energy light wave, the golden iron fist that was about to hit Butian's body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, even though Calando clenched his teeth and desperately urged energy, the golden iron fist was still difficult to advance an inch, as if there was a solid barrier in front of him.

Bursts of eerie ghostly weeping filled his brain like a magic sound, and Carlando only felt that his heart was full of distractions, and the irritable emotions eroded his mind in waves, making him feel like he was extremely crazy.

Butian's eyes were like electricity, and the power of the sixth sword had not completely exploded, when he fought with Lei Luo before, because the fine iron sword could not support the huge energy guide zhì shattered, the majestic energy condensed in the sword body lost its carrier, and exploded violently, although the power was even greater, but it could only be regarded as an incomplete sixth sword.

The arm was drawn forward, and the energy was triggered, and the ghostly light of the sword body suddenly flowed like water, and waves of majestic energy rippled out from around the sword body, radiating above the giant pillar of energy light.

The ripples in the circle hit the surface of the lake like rain, and the giant pillar of light trembled violently for a while, and the terrifying energy contained in it seemed to be boiling water, rippling endlessly, and this unstable appearance seemed to be about to explode.

The sudden scene made the audience outside the audience a little surprised, and they didn't understand why the suppressed pillar of energy suddenly changed, like a volcano erupting.

Just when everyone was shocked, the blurred black shadow behind Butian suddenly contracted, turning into a jet-black streamer and merging into the sword body. In an instant, the ghostly light bloomed, and the sword in Butian's hand whispered, and a series of powerful and powerful jet-black swords emerged from the sword body, but in a flash, like a fish entering the water, the pitch-black swords merged into the giant pillar of light.

With the invasion of the pitch-black sword rays, the giant pillar of light that had been fluctuating violently fell silent for a moment, and the crystal light of the whole body gradually dimmed, and a trace of gloom slowly diffused from the pillar of light.

As if materialized, in the clicking sound, cracks of different lengths appeared on the surface of the pillar of light, and black glows ethereated from the cracks, and chaotic energy streams swept out.

Carlando had a splitting headache, and the negative emotions that had crossed his mind made his eyes glaze red and he couldn't help himself.

At this moment, the cracked giant pillar of light suddenly burst into a ghostly light, and a series of cracking sounds came out, and the sword in Butian's hand was like a hot knife cutting butter, piercing into the pillar of light in an instant. With a bang, the giant pillar of light burst like a balloon that had been blown up, and the scattered energy swept away like a storm, and Calando's body bore the brunt of the fierce air waves.

The violent energy wave impact struck, Butian retracted his sword and turned back, the sword protected his body, and bursts of ghostly light filled the air. Letting the energy run wild, his body was like a reef in the sea, standing still.

The twists and turns of the game have come to this point, and everyone can see that the winner is divided.

Callando's Sunset Light Fist has been broken by Butian, and he lacks the strongest hole card, and he can't have the slightest chance of winning. And this, as everyone expected, the victory and defeat were already clear before the game even started.

On the stage, the surging energy flow gradually subsided, and the corners of Carlando's mouth were bleeding and he smiled bitterly.

Looking at the standing figure on the opposite side, Carando felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

He is a descendant of the royal family of Arthur, and his status is transcendent, even the royal nobles of the Duchy of Crook must let him be thin.

His lofty status makes him enjoy many privileges that ordinary people can't have, such as the material resources needed to cultivate martial arts, when ordinary people are still working hard for a low-level 1 skill, he can easily have a low-level 2-level top combat skill.

When many people lick the blood from the knife and wander on the edge of life and death, just to make money to buy a set of powerful amplification equipment. With a breezy word, someone will immediately offer a valuable booster set.

With so many advantages, he has a combat power that is far superior to that of his peers.

However, in the seeding tournament in Sparta City, he was still completely defeated, and even the third place result was a little precarious.

With such a big gap, how could it not make Calando feel emotional.

He is an excellent person, whether it is appearance, identity, or strength, standing in the crowd is like standing out from the crowd.

But at this moment, he realized that there were many people who were better than him, Renault and Brent, none of their identities could be compared with him, but they were the ones who completely surpassed him in strength.

Thinking of his own ambition before leaving home, if he didn't win the first place, he would not have shown his identity as a descendant of the King Arthurian family. Thinking about it now, even the third place, he is unknown.

The thoughts that swirled in his heart turned into a soft sigh at the end, and Callando silently spoke: "I admit defeat." ”

Bu Tian put his sword back into its sheath, and he saw a hint of gloom in Kalando's eyes, but at this moment, he didn't know what to say.

For Calando, Butian still has some good feelings, the other party is gentle and elegant, talks decently, and treats people with a smile all the time. Even if such a person is in the same opponent, it is difficult for people to feel bad.

"Brent wins, gets one point, total eight points, Carrando loses, minus one point, total three points. The result of the match was announced from Sean's mouth, and his voice reverberated throughout the arena.

Won all eight games, with a total of eight points, and have not tasted defeat since the start of the competition.

The figure of Butian standing tall is extremely dazzling in the eyes of everyone at this moment, and it deserves to be the first place.

The audience applauded thunderously and cheered, and everyone stood up and focused their eyes on this new star.

Maybe at this time, because of his age, Butian is not strong, but in the near future, who can say how powerful this young man will be.

Count Warren's hands trembled with excitement, and his face was an irrepressible look of ecstasy. Wendy's eyes were filled with tears, and she was also excited about Butian's achievement. Looking at the red-robed fluttering figure in the field, Locke smiled, his master, sure enough, did what he said.

Since Butian and Callando left the arena, Sean's figure fell on the competition stage, his hands pressed slightly, his weird white pupils scanned the audience, and an invisible coercion emanated from his body, and the audience in the gladiatorial arena was unconsciously silenced.

When the scene gradually quieted down, Sean spoke again, and a majestic voice came from his mouth: "At this moment in the seeding competition, the thirty-six matches have ended perfectly, according to the points standings, Brent won the first place with a perfect score of 8 points, and Renault ranked second with 6 points.

With third place temporarily vacant, qualifying will take place in 10 minutes, with Carlando and Kozmo competing for third place.

Once the qualifying rounds are over, the top three seeders will be finalized. These three contestants will go to the imperial capital of the Principality of Crook to participate in the strongest pinnacle showdown. ”

After a meal, Sean shut up and fell silent. With such a prosaic statement, many people have some indigestion.

Some clever people coughed loudly a few times, and then applauded excitedly, as if they had heard some golden rules and cloud seals.

Butian pursed his lips, he was really a little uninterested in the way Sean spoke, but others had big fists, and the words he said were naturally loud, and there were more people who were attentive and patted on the back.

"Congratulations, first man. A slightly bewitching voice came from his ears.

Bu Tian smiled slightly, and when he turned his head, Kashati's charming face appeared in front of him, and her big amber eyes were full of smiles.

"The praise of the beauty makes my face shine. The corners of Butian's mouth lifted slightly, and there was a hint of ridicule in his tone.

Kashati's face turned red when she heard this, and then she curled her red lips and quipped: "I didn't expect that the first person is not only strong, but also has a very good ability to smooth the tone." ”

"No, no, I can say it from the bottom of my heart, how dare I tease the beauty. If you let your fan group know, I won't be able to eat and walk away. Butian shook his head like a rattle, a serious way.

"Fan group, is it food?" Kashati's eyes widened, with a look of curiosity, this was the second time she had heard the novel words from Butian's mouth, and she couldn't help but be more interested in Butian.

As the saying goes, when a woman becomes curious about a man, it is the beginning of her fall.

Kashati didn't notice a trace of hazy feelings from the bottom of her heart, and Butian didn't have any other conjectures.

He had a strange look on his face at the moment, but he didn't take into account this stubble, and others didn't know what the fan group was. At the moment, he could only shake his head and explain: "The fan group is not for eating, uh...... What it stands for is the audience that supports you. ”

"Ahh

"Well, it's just like the previous one, it's just a symbolic adjective, well, that's it. ”

Bu Tian explained with a headache, facing Kashati's bright and curious eyes, he secretly scolded himself in his heart, he always likes to find trouble when he has nothing to do.

"Oh...... All right. Awesome... Fan group, hehe, interesting. The grinning Kashaty didn't ask any more questions, giggling and her voice was like a silver bell.