The next day, the venue of the Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition.

"Welcome to the scene of the second round of the Seven Sects of Martial Arts, today will be the knockout round of the 36th and 18th place, the list of the game, but also after the deliberation of the referee team, the final random grouping, absolutely fair and just!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren said a lot of things on the high platform, and when it came to fairness and justice, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he did not look like he was weak at all.

As everyone knows, this guy has already leaked Ye Fan's duel information, and he also joined forces with Li Daoran to bury Wu Qingfeng.

If you want to talk about the operation, these old guys are really one set after another.

"Okay, next is the first game of the second round, and Nangong Wang, a disciple of the Lingshan Sword Sect, will face off against the Ling Tian Dao Sect. ”

Speaking of which, Nangong Wang and Ling Tian Dao Sect are really destined, and Xu Anran, who was defeated yesterday, is also a disciple of Ling Tian Dao Sect.

Today, he actually encountered the punishment seal of Ling Tian Dao Sect again.

It's really not a family affair!

The two sides entered, and the Torture Seal Imperial Sword stepped into the air, but it looked extremely chic, which attracted a burst of applause from the onlookers for a while.

Nangong Wang didn't have so many bells and whistles, jumped into the ring, jumped directly into the ring, swung his sword, and saluted the opposite prisoner, "Please!"

Xing Feng and Nangong Wang confronted each other from afar, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, "Nangong Wang, although you defeated Senior Brother Xu yesterday, it was just Senior Brother Xu's carelessness, today I will teach you a good lesson, and be ashamed of Senior Brother Xu!"

Nangong Wang's face was indifferent, as if he hadn't heard the other party's words, but he just looked at Xu Changsheng on the high platform from afar.

In the past few months, thanks to Xu Gongzi's many instructions and secret help, whether it is his cultivation or martial arts attainment, he is no longer comparable to himself a few months ago.

Today, let Xu Gongzi witness what a state my Nangong Wang has grown to!

He took a deep breath, stepped on the seven stars, and impressively displayed his best sword technique, the Flying Star Imperial Sword Technique!

In the stands of the Lingshan Sword Sect, the disciples of the Lingshan Sword Sect led by Lingsu Zhenren saw Nangong Wang's footwork, and their eyes lit up.

"Senior Brother is using the Flying Star Sword, but it seems to be different. ”

Yang Ling'er blinked, she and Nangong Wang grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and they were naturally very familiar with Nangong Wang's sword moves.

It's just that the Flying Star Imperial Sword Technique was originally just a Xuan-level martial art, but now, when it is displayed in Nangong Wang, it seems that it has broken through the ceiling of Xuan-level martial arts!

Whether it is speed or momentum, it is far from being comparable to the previous Flying Star Swordworth.

"Ground-level martial arts?"

On the ring, the eyelids of the punishment seal jumped slightly.

The Ling Tian Dao Sect and the Lingshan Sword Sect also belong to the four major sects, and in terms of comprehensive ranking, the Ling Tian Dao Sect is even stronger than the Lingshan Sword Sect.

However, Nangong Wang was obviously just a fledgling disciple, how could he directly let him cultivate ground-level martial arts?

Generally speaking, even if it is a Yuanying powerhouse, it may not be able to practice a ground-level martial art in a short period of time!

"Prefecture-level?"

Nangong stood with his hands in his hands, and the corners of his mouth hung a faint arc, "Your vision is only at the ground level! Take my sword, and the stars will fall!"

In an instant, Nangong looked around, and one after another sword qi shot out, like a sky full of stars, hanging behind Nangong Wang, condensing but not dispersing.

"Go!"

With Nangong Wang's roar, ten thousand sword qi swept through, like a rainstorm pear blossom, making the punishment seal unavoidable.

The torture cover looked horrified, and looked at Nangong Wang with a frightened expression, "This is not a prefecture-level martial art, this is ...... Sky...... Heaven level!"

At the same time, the elders of the major sects also gasped.

Heaven-level martial arts!

Even within the upper three sects, how many heaven-level martial arts can there be?

This young man who is only in his twenties has such an opportunity to cultivate a heaven-level martial art!

It's limitless!

The future of this teenager is really limitless!

Coincidentally, the eyes of these elders looked at Xu Changsheng, intentionally or unintentionally.

In the final analysis, Nangong Wang's ability to have such a dazzling performance is because he has been by Xu Gongzi's side for the longest time.

With Xu Gongzi's ability, even if he is a pig, if he stays by Xu Gongzi's side for a long time, I am afraid he can ride the wind.

"After the Seven Sects met the martial arts, the old man decided not to leave. ”

"A good place like Anle Town is suitable for retirement!"

"The old man would rather beg along the streets of this Anle Town than go back to be an elder. ”

......

Stunned, shocked, frightened!

Xing Feng looked at Nangong Wang incredulously, if it weren't for Nangong Wang's timely recruitment at the last moment, he was afraid that he would have to abolish half of his life if he didn't die at this moment.

In the face of such a terrible swordsmanship, Xing Feng couldn't give birth to the courage to fight against it at all.

He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "I...... Throw in the towel!"

For a proud genius to say those two words, it is even more difficult to beat him head-on.

It's just that the gap between them is like an insurmountable gap.

If you continue to fight, there is no need for it.

"Okay, I declare, Nangong Wangsheng!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren jumped out at the right time to announce the result of the game, and after the two left, he continued: "In the next game, Qingyun Dao Sect Helian City, fight against ......"

......

A game ended quickly, and these disciples who advanced to the second round were undoubtedly the elite of the seven major sects, so except for Nangong Wang, who showed absolute crushing combat power and defeated Xingfeng, the other competitions were evenly matched.

Of course, it is not excluded that some people hide their strength and do not want to expose it prematurely.

"In the next game, Wu Qingfeng of the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect, against the supernumerary disciple of the Backing Mountain Sect, Ye Fan!"

Finally, it was Ye Fan's turn to compete.

Ye Fan stiffened, after all, it was the first time to face such an occasion, and he was a little nervous in his heart.

Moreover, he had a bye in the first round, and met a strong opponent like Wu Qingfeng in the second round.

"Xiaofan, come on!"

Nangong Wang gently patted Ye Fan's shoulder, "Don't think too much, you will win." ”

"Yes, Xiaofan, you are the genius that Xu Gongzi values the most, there must be no problem. ”

Princess Yunzhi also smiled and cheered Ye Fan up.

For a country child who grew up in the mountains and forests, in the face of such a battle, there will indeed be some stage fright.

But after all, Ye Fan was born with an ancient holy body, and invisibly, there was naturally an imperial power.

He took a deep breath and remembered that during this period of time, everyone had been tireless in teaching and guiding himself, as well as Brother Xu's expectations for himself.

Ye Fan clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and finally took the first step to become a powerhouse!

"Xiaofan, come on, my future thighs depend on you!"

In the stands, Xu Changsheng was obviously excited.

He has already determined that Ye Fan is the son of luck in this world, and only when Ye Fan grows up can he finally become a towering tree and secure his future.

After all, he's just a mortal after all.

The more money you make, the more dangerous it is.

If you have a son of luck to be your backer, then you can make a lot of money safely and steadily!

In the crowd, countless onlookers also began to discuss.

"It's Ye Fan who had a bye in the first round and was lucky to advance. It's finally him, this guy should be the youngest disciple to participate in the competition, right?"

"I heard that there was originally a lower age limit for the Seven Sects to participate in the martial arts, that is, they must be over eighteen years old, but this kid, no matter how you look at it, is he only thirteen or fourteen years old?"

"It's hard to be successful, it's because of this kid that he directly changed the rules of the game!"

"Good, terrible!"

"By the way, what do you mean by a supernumerary disciple?"

I heard that Ye Fan participated in the competition as a registered disciple of Li Daoran, the elder of the Inner Gate of the Backing Mountain Sect, so this Ye Fan has not officially joined the Backing Mountain Sect yet. ”

"I see!"

......

In the midst of the discussion, Ye Fan stepped into the ring step by step, different from the others who either had a sword or a light footwork in actual combat.

Ye Fan walked up the stairs to the ring step by step, just like an ordinary mortal.

This move undoubtedly made everyone question this young and half-grown boy a little more.

"This kid, it seems that this is the foundation building period, right?"

"Just like this, you can also participate in the Seven Sects Martial Arts?"

However, what surprised everyone even more was that it was clear that Ye Fan had already stepped into the ring at the speed of "turtle crawling", but why hadn't Wu Qingfeng of the Immortal Sect arrived yet?

It shouldn't be!

With such a grand Seven Sects Martial Arts, how could anyone be late?

"Wu Qingfeng of the Immortal Sect, please come to the competition!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren had a serious face, constantly urging Wu Qingfeng to come to power, but in fact, he secretly laughed in his heart.

Wu Qingfeng, an unlucky child, has been buried by Li Daoran to a barren mountain hundreds of miles away, if he can rush back, then he will really see the hell.

"Wu Qingfeng of the Immortal Sect, please come to the competition!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren urged again, but obviously there would be no response.

On the side of the Immortal Sect, those disciples looked at each other, and couldn't help but look at Elder Wu who was leading the team.

"Elder, why hasn't Senior Brother Wu arrived yet?"

A female disciple gritted her teeth and asked, "Shall we go and find Senior Brother?"

"Hmph, you can be late for such a big thing, it can be seen that this kid doesn't take the Seven Sects Huiwu to heart at all, what are you looking for him to do?"

A hint of anger appeared on Elder Wu's face, but there was a sense of helplessness in his heart.

Regarding what happened last night, how could a powerful person like Elder Wu not know at all.

It's just that even he can only open one eye and close one eye.

Because, long before Li Daoran's action, he had already greeted him.

Li Daoran said that Ye Fan was the son of luck recognized by Xu Gongzi, and Xu Gongzi hoped that Ye Fan could win the championship.

Therefore, even if Elder Wu knew everything, he could only cooperate with this performance.

Anyway, it's not our Xiaoyao Immortal Sect family that is unlucky.

When it's the turn of the other sects, it's just a matter of stealing fun!

"Wu Qingfeng of the Immortal Sect, please come to the competition!"

On the high platform, Dao Xuan Zhenren urged for the third time.

Of course, Wu Qingfeng did not appear as expected.

"According to the rules of the game, because one side cannot arrive in time, this referee now announces, the winner, Ye Fan!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren announced the result with a flat face, which had long been without any suspense.

However, the audience was stunned.

Obediently, what kind of luck is this guy named Ye Fan?

First, there was a bye in the first round, and then the opponent in the second round was late and advanced directly to the third round before he could make a move.

This guy, luck is against the sky!