The remaining four finalists also faced off one-on-one, and after a strong duel, a contestant named Martin with a spear and a contestant named Jianhua won the event.

As a result, there are only five people left in the finals, namely Feng Zhengyang, Du Ji, Situ Chongyu, Martin, and Jianhua.

After the end of the first round, the referee elder immediately stepped forward, looked at the five people standing in the arena, and spoke.

"Next, the five of you need to draw lots to decide the order of play and your opponent, and one person will have a bye, and the one who has a blank sign is the person who has a bye, and will go directly to the next round. ”

After speaking, I saw that the referee elder shook his hand, and five rays of light were thrown out of his palm, and then the light flashed, and it suddenly stopped in the air.

"Choose. ”

Everyone raised their eyes and shot almost at the same time, their palms jerked forward, and the signs that stopped in the air were sucked into the palms of the five people one by one.

Feng Zhengyang flipped his palm and saw that Martin was written on the sign.

There is a strange phenomenon in this lottery, as long as one of them wins, the other party's lottery will also change to the corresponding name.

With the order of the referee elder, the five people showed the front of the sign in their hands in front of everyone.

After going around, the disciples in the stands saw it clearly and began to get excited.

"It looks like I'm going to see the god-killing style again!"

"It's just that this Martin has a spear in one hand, and I don't know who will be better in the duel between the two. ”

Before the fight began, many people had already begun to discuss the results of the two.

"In this way, that is Du Ji's bye, Situ Chongyu vs. Jianhua, Feng Zhengyang vs. Martin, and the winner enters the next round. ”

The referee's voice was deafening.

As soon as the words fell, Situ Chongyu and Jianhua walked towards the waiting seat.

Only Feng Zhengyang and Martin were left in the field, and Feng Zhengyang ignored the constant shouts around him and said to Martin.

"Brother Ma, please advise. ”

"No more nonsense, let's do it. Martin's voice was indifferent, and when the words fell, spiritual power was already surging.

Obviously, Martin is not a good-natured master, he is convinced that fighting is fighting, and there is no need to carry emotion, which will only affect the speed of his shots.

The spear was like a dragon, piercing the air in an instant, producing a piercing sonic boom, and the next moment the cold tip of the spear had appeared in front of Feng Zhengyang, and the spear in Martin's hand was originally several meters away from Feng Zhengyang, but in the blink of an eye, it was already close to the front door.

"What a speed!"

Seeing this, Feng Zhengyang was naturally shocked, this Martin was probably the most difficult opponent he had ever faced.

Despite this, Feng Zhengyang's hand was running unhurriedly Xingyun Jue, the Blood Dragon Sword was already in his hand, and with the increase of killing intent, his arm suddenly threw out.

Shout!

Just watched the blood dragon sword in his hand come out of the sheath, and instantly turned into a terrible sword shadow, so fast that people couldn't catch the shadow at all, and slashed directly forward, and the spiritual power in his body also exploded at this moment, bursting out the power to the extreme.

Sonorous!

With a crisp sound, after the two clashed together, Feng Zhengyang's wrist swept with the momentum, and the blood dragon sword suddenly tilted, like a beating ghost, slashing along the body of the spear, directly slashing at Martin's hands.

Martin's face changed in shock, although he had seen the battle in the wind before, and his strange swordsmanship, but he was not taken into account by him.

Martin was confident in his marksmanship, but it wasn't as simple as he thought.

With just this simple sword, he could see how amazing the swordsmanship of the wind was up.

But a person as conceited as Martin naturally would not show weakness easily, just listening to a loud shout, the two arms holding the spear shook down violently, and the terrifying force instantly shook away the sharpened sword blade of Feng Zhengyang, and when he turned around, he just wanted to strike again.

Seeing this, the killing intent in Feng Zhengyang's body began to emerge in an instant, and then the blood qi began to cover the Blood Dragon Sword in it, and Feng Zhengyang's momentum soared.

"What a terrifying momentum!"

In the stands, a disciple exclaimed.

"This little doll has some strength, and can suddenly increase such a huge killing intent, but I don't know where the teacher is?"

The head of the Situ family looked at the wind in the field, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said.

As soon as the words fell, the wind in the field suddenly blasted out, and with a shock to his arm, the blood dragon sword swept out at an extremely fast speed with the sound of the dragon's groan.

Fast is not like the swordsmanship that Feng Zhengyang can perform at all, not only is it fast, but it is also sword after sword, and it does not give Martin the slightest room to fight back.

In the face of such a strong offensive as the wind is rising, Martin only feels that his tiger's mouth seems to be torn apart by constant shocks.

Seeing this scene, the stands were even more amazed.

Immediately, there was a commotion in the entire competition arena at this moment, and a large number of exclamations sounded one after another.

Martin was completely at a disadvantage, and Martin's eyes were surprised at this time, and he kept waving the spear in his hand to resist the sword momentum of the wind.

"How could his sword be so fast, that it couldn't keep up with his speed at all?" Martin was shocked in his heart, but anger grew in his anger.

Where did a proud person like him suffer such humiliation, in the scene, he was completely at a disadvantage, showing a one-sided trend.

"I'm not going to lose!

Martin began to roar incessantly, his eyes burning with rage, and the next moment it exploded.

Rumble!

only to hear a sound like thunder falling, Feng Zhengyang only saw Martin's eyes red, regardless of the scars he left on his body, and planned to fight with himself with the way of fighting for injuries.

I saw that the spear in his hand seemed to be injected with thunder and lightning, and it kept making a crackling sound, and the sound was like thunder, breaking through the sky.

The terrifying power made Feng Zhengyang couldn't help but change color, and hurriedly withdrew the blood dragon sword in his hand to resist the incomparably violent gunshots that came one after another.

The continuous incoming spears slammed into Feng Zhengyang's blood dragon sword body one after another, although Feng Zhengyang had tried his best to resist, he still felt his arms numb, which showed how strong Martin's blow was.

The wind was blowing abruptly away from the opponent's gun, although it was only for a moment, but it was enough for him to have time to react.

The cold shadow of the sword lit up and flickered.

Feng Zhengyang's figure turned into a ghost, leaving only an afterimage in the same place, Martin saw this, thought it was an entity, shook the body of the gun, and hit it directly.

But in the next second, he realized that he seemed to be careless, but it was too late.

Feng Zhengyang's sword momentum and body shape suddenly became extremely fast, so fast that it was indescribable, and by the time Martin reacted, Feng Zhengyang's sword had already been on his neck.

"You've lost!"