Liu Cheng looked at several other rings, sure enough, they were all swords, swords, and swords, the sound of ping-pong, a picture of all dangers, although Liu Cheng did not have a competition until tomorrow, but he was not in a hurry to leave, for him to watch the battle is also a rare opportunity to accumulate experience, until the end of the morning competition He did not leave, at noon, the two senior brothers specially made more chicken legs and pig trotters and pork ribs for him, saying that he wanted him to eat more, and he could take a few more beatings when he was beaten tomorrow, Liu Cheng was speechless for a while, you are so optimistic about your junior brother, but Liu Cheng did not politely say anything, they all ate cleanly, and called delicious。

The next morning, everyone hurried to the square, the empty square has been surrounded by a lot of people at the moment, Liu Cheng also came here, because the top 100 have been decided yesterday, so the top 50 can be decided today, Liu Cheng drew the 55th, against the 45th, Xiao Qiang, the second ring, Liu Cheng walked to the second ring, and found that there was already a thin man standing next to the second ring, in his thirties, combing his hair in a bun, black green shirt, with a cold face, holding a quaint-looking scimitar, he also saw Liu Cheng, without any words, jumped into the ring, his movements were light and agile, much stronger than yesterday's Cheng Nan, Liu Cheng still walked up the stairs in a low-key manner, and the people next to him laughed again, and even whistled, Liu Cheng ignored them, he was just thinking, are they all in such a hurry to be defeated by him.

Because the rules of the competition said, if the opponent uses a weapon to compete, then the side can also use the weapon, Liu Cheng also took his iron sword, but it is no longer called the iron sword at the moment, Liu Cheng gave him a nice name, called Fenglai Sword, after the two sides gave up, Xiao Qiang quickly pulled out his scimitar and launched an attack, Liu Cheng did not pull out the scabbard, just looked at him quietly, Xiao Qiang rose into the air with a cold drink, the scimitar slashed straight at him, Liu Cheng did not dodge, directly raised the wind sword to receive the blow, Xiao Qiang was surprised, this seemingly ordinary blow is actually full of power, I didn't expect to be caught by Liu Cheng lightly, Xiao Qiang was a little angry, a horizontal slash to Liu Cheng's waist, but he didn't expect Liu Cheng to react quickly, a move to dodge his attack, Xiao Qiang and three consecutive moves and slashed, but he was next, Xiao Qiang took a few steps back, knowing that this Liu Cheng is not ordinary, Liu Cheng smiled at him casually, but in his eyes it became a mockery, he shouted, the speed suddenly became fast, a breeze rolled up on the ground, only heard a metal clanging sound, Xiao Qiang's knife with the wind, as if there was a killing atmosphere, Liu Cheng did not dare to slack off, staring at the position of the big knife and knife, and quietly transported the snow without a trace, it can be said that Xiao Qiang's every move was resolved by him, But being in a passive situation is not what Liu Cheng likes, what makes him even more angry is that he found that although the Fenglai Sword caught Xiao Qiang's knife skills, there were visible knife marks on the scabbard, he began to get a little angry, Liu Cheng condensed and pulled out the scabbard, at this moment, Xiao Qiang seemed to have an illusion, while he attacked Liu Cheng, he pulled out the ordinary iron sword as if there was a sword sound, and when he had to do something, Liu Cheng's Fenglai Sword had already resisted his neck, Xiao Qiang was gloomy for a while, and dropped the scimitar。

"Liu Chengsheng", accompanied by this voice, Liu Cheng walked off the ring flatly, at this time the people under the ring looked confused, they only saw that Liu Cheng had no power to fight back under Xiao Qiang's onslaught, retreating step by step, how could he be defeated by him all of a sudden, this scene happened to be seen by Lin Youweng, and he also felt incredible.

"Won and won, junior brother, you are really amazing" Liu Cheng's two senior brothers happily pinched Liu Cheng's little face and said, "Luck" Liu Cheng is still so humble, but it is obvious that Liu Cheng is not so happy, just looked down at the scabbard of his Fenglai sword full of knife marks, Senior Brother Li immediately understood, "It's okay to leave it to me, I'll help you get it right tomorrow, come, you use my sword first" , took the sword that Senior Brother Li Feng gave him, Liu Cheng found that it was much heavier than his, pulled out the scabbard, and suddenly felt a cold light, it was really a good sword, Liu Cheng wanted to wait until the competition was over, and then ask Senior Brother Li to help make another sword, as for the Fenglai Sword, he had to put it away well, and he would never use it easily, after all, it was a gift from his second brother, and he didn't want to have any damage.

On the morning of the third day, the Vientiane Sect Square can be said to be crowded with people, and it is extremely crowded, because they know that the winner today will be sent to the Liuli Sect in Fucheng to participate in the immortal selection conference, even if they are not selected, they will be recorded as inner disciples by the sect, this is a rare opportunity to achieve fame, especially those who have been promoted to the top 50 yesterday, one by one, rubbing their fists and grinding their palms, as if victory is within reach, Liu Cheng is naturally among them, when he heard the story of his master Li Qingshui, he was already an immortal cultivator, and he should do his best this opportunity, no matter who the opponent is, he will not give up easily。 This time he waited for more than an hour to wait for him to play, he drew the forty-nineth, against the No. 1 Feng Tianyu, No. 1 ring, listening to this name I feel that this person is not ordinary, Liu Cheng secretly said that this person is definitely not to be underestimated, looking at the No. 1 ring, a young man has already stood in the ring, a light cyan white clothes, holding a folding fan, his face is like a crown of jade, his aura is lofty, he looks like he is in his twenties, this personable appearance is a lively son, attracting a girl in the audience to commit nymphomania, as if he is a disciple of a great elder, compared to him Liu Chengcheng looks much ordinary, gray green shirt, holding an ordinary iron sword, ordinary appearance, and walked up the stairs slowly, I really can't see the surprising appearance there, and he can still reach the top fifty, The people in the audience thought that this kid must have taken shit luck and met two people with extremely low martial arts skills.

After Liu Cheng and Feng Tianyu made a gesture of arching their hands, the competition officially began, Feng Tianyu did not rush to make a move, but looked Liu Cheng up and down, and said lightly, "You can enter the top 50 at a young age, but it's a pity."

"It's too early to say it's a pity, otherwise it won't be good to wait for the next mess", Liu Cheng was not angry, and replied playfully,

"Hmph" , Feng Tianyu snorted coldly, he made a move, I saw him holding a folding fan in his hand, and he arrived in front of Liu Cheng in an instant, and hit him directly in the chest, this Feng Tianyu is really a ruthless character, and it is a fatal move as soon as he makes a move, but Liu Cheng is not ambiguous, he leaves the place with a light touch on his feet without a trace, leaps aside, and pulls out the sword that Senior Brother Li gave him, and stabs at Feng Tianyu in a flash, the blade is handed over, making a sound, Feng Tianyu's folding fan is not known what material, and there is no damage at all, suddenly the corners of Feng Tianyu's mouth suddenly rise, the folding fan is actually divided into two, and there are actually a few hidden swords on the folding fan, which looks extremely sharp, Liu Cheng was not flustered when he saw this sudden situation, he carried the snow without a trace, and then really used the sword condensing technique, Liu Cheng's ordinary sword suddenly appeared one phantom after another, there seemed to be dozens of swords around him, he felt that the water was impassable, Feng Tianyu's folding fan could not be attacked at all, seeing this situation, Feng Tianyu tossed and wanted to change his move to crack Liu Cheng's swordsmanship, but as soon as he landed and did not stand firm, a sword came one after another, in a panic, Feng Tianyu wanted to raise his hand to resist this move with a folding fan, but before he could have time, a sharp sword stayed in his throat, and a bead of sweat swept across his face, and Feng Tianyu said in disbelief at half a sound"I surrender", although he knew that Liu Cheng had taken advantage of his unpreparedness just now, he knew in his heart that Liu Cheng had not used all his strength.

The people in the audience had any expressions, stunned, surprised, angry, and of course, two of them showed ecstasy, which were his two senior brothers, and this scene was also seen by Wei Qianfeng and Lin Youweng not far away, Wei Qianfeng even said secretly, "This kid just used Li Qingshui's kung fu, and it seems that there is already a sword in the move, has he reached the peak realm, this is impossible?" and Lin Youweng seemed to see it, but he didn't say anything.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the competition was officially over, and Wei Qianfeng praised the twenty-five disciples greatly, asking them to gather in the square at noon the day after tomorrow, pack their luggage, and set off for Fucheng the day after tomorrow