[Chapter 27: Double War]

In the blink of an eye, the night passed like this again. The entire Xuanwu Conference, unconsciously six days have passed, and began to enter the white-hot third round of competition, and the three groups of players have begun to compete for the top 16 and the top 8.

Even in the youngest first group, the battle has become a little more exciting, after all, those who can enter the top 16 are basically more than Guming Yae. The strength of the two sides is not far apart, and they are both young and vigorous, and they often don't know the importance of their attacks, and they are inseparable.

Since entering the top eight, there would be a reward of at least two hundred bottles of yellow-level basic pills, so this day's battle, from the beginning, seemed a little more tragic than before.

Blade battles are frequent, and perhaps many young warriors think that using weapons can improve their winning rate.

However, whether this can be achieved or not cannot be viewed from the perspective of each person. It's just that on the whole, the casualty rate has increased a lot.

The first seven battles ended, eleven of the fourteen people were wounded, three of them were seriously injured, and one person died, and the death was a nineteen-year-old Gu Ming Yae from the Duanmeng Hou Mansion, that kid fought too hard, and Yun Shang didn't stop, and he made people die on the stage. And as that kid's opponent, a nine-fold player from Haikou Houfu, he was not lightly injured, and it is estimated that he will stop in the quarterfinals.

There is no doubt that such a tragic battle raised the atmosphere of the entire Kyoto Arena to the highest point since the opening of the Xuanwu Tournament. The audience still likes this kind of iron-blooded and cruel struggle, and seeing others fighting to the death for honor and the future seems to stimulate the energy of their innermost dreams and make their bodies and minds feel □□ happy.

If there is a psychologist here, he will definitely analyze and think that this emotion is somewhat pathological. That is, in the audience filled with this emotion, Lu Buqi and Lu Shaoqiu ushered in their battle.

"Today, the top 16 of the junior group will enter the top eight, and there will be only two places left!" The loud curtain rang out: "Those two places will be decided by Lu Buqi and Lu Shaoqiu from the Lu family of Hongshan County, Longyuan Prefecture, and Mu Sen and Mu Lin from the Mu family of Sangmu County, Haikou Prefecture." ”

"Because these four players happen to come from the same two families, and the Xuanwu Conference competition system is a little single, lacking the flavor of teamwork, the two events are now agreed by both sides to be held in one game! And the winner will both advance to the quarterfinals!"

"Now please, Lu Buqi and Lu Shaoqiu of Longyuan Prefecture!" The guy who reported the curtain also seemed to have become particularly passionate because of the change in the competition system: "This Lu Buqi is only seventeen years old, but he has the experience of being a sword fighting and killing bone Ming eightfold player on the stage, and he has unpredictable strength. Another player, Lu Shaoqiu, has already defeated Yun Wanyue, a Yunjing Prefecture beauty seed player who is also a nine-fold bone song, on the battlefield of 28 to 14, and is also an extremely strong contender for the top three in the junior group. ”

Lu Buqi and Lu Shaoqiu, who had already been prepared, joined forces, because it was a combination, the two of them were wearing the same today, the most ordinary black fighting clothes, and their hair was tied up in a ponytail in the simplest and neatest way, but there was also a bit of imagination, if they were brothers, many people would believe it.