After yesterday's round of matches, there were only more than 40 people left on the field, a full half.

Some sects are all promoted, which can not be said to be not strong.

None of the sects have been promoted, which is a pity.

But the rules of the game are so cruel that you can't just go through the back door and start all over again.

The people on the stage were in high spirits, and the people off the stage were cheering.

There are more people today than there were yesterday's people.

Because Yang Xiaofeng's sword is passed on to the gods, many people also came to verify the authenticity of this matter.

The representatives of each sect who had advanced stood in a row.

Among them, all five members of the Spirit Sword Sect were promoted, and they stood out.

"Look, all five members of the Spirit Sword Sect have been promoted, and they are worthy of being a sect specializing in swordsmanship. ”

"Look, the person at the front of the Spirit Sword Gate is Yang Xiaofeng. ”

One person speaks.

Everyone's eyes turned to Yang Xiaofeng.

"It turns out that that person is Yang Xiaofeng who defeated Xiang Shaozhou with only one sword, and he looks like twenty at most. ”

"There is such a cultivation at a young age, and there are successors to the Spirit Sword Sect. ”

"I don't think he has much strength, you look at Qin Chuan and Xiang Shaoyu, these two are magnificent, and then look at this Yang Xiaofeng, if you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have recognized it. ”

There was a lot of discussion for a while.

At this time, Yang Xiaofeng is very different from before, even if he has a Jindan-level cultivation, his momentum is hidden, like a peerless sword, at this time, the blade is hidden in the scabbard, just waiting for the time to come out of the sheath.

"Yang Xiaofeng!"

On the ring, Xiang Shaoyu walked towards Yang Xiaofeng.

Everyone also looked sideways, and some even stood up, their necks stretched out, eager to grow three feet taller, for fear of missing the first "exchange" between these two geniuses.

Xiang Shaoyu was dressed in a blue robe, the jade tree was extremely elegant, and between his gestures, he revealed a very domineering aura, his eyes were sharp, and he could feel the chill just by looking at him.

The weapon he used was not a sword or a sword, but a spear, known as the king of a hundred soldiers.

The spear with his hair was on his shoulder, the tip of the spear was cold and light, and a circle of red tassels fluttered in the wind below, faintly wild.

It's really like a soldier.

"Yesterday you were lucky enough to run into Xiang Shaozhou's waste, and if you run into me today, you will definitely be defeated. ”

Yang Xiaofeng didn't speak, just looked at him.

The two are only three feet apart, and their eyes are facing each other, if they are closer, I am afraid that it will give birth to a very "philosophical" idea.

Suddenly, Xiang Shaoyu stretched out his hand and took another step forward.

Yang Xiaofeng did not hesitate, and also stretched out his hand.

The two of them clasped their hands together, it seemed that it was just a simple handshake, but in fact, the two core disciples of their respective sects had already become more energetic.

A thin puff of white smoke rose from the hands of the two of them, and Jinghua and the others on the stage could see it clearly.

Good guys, the draw hasn't started yet, so you two will compare first.

The two of them suddenly breathed heavily, and their respective spiritual power was transmitted to the palms of their hands, forcibly separating the two.

Both took three steps back.

"It's a bit interesting, no wonder Qin Chuan has a high opinion of you. ”

Xiang Shaoyu laughed and returned to his area.

"Look, Qin Chuan is here. ”

There was an uproar.

But when Qin Chuan, who was dressed in white, proudly arrived, the first thing people saw when they saw him was his long sword without a scabbard - Xingming.

People are like swords, swords are like people, sharp edges, and there is no need for any disguise.

At this time.

Qin Chuan, Xiang Shaoyu, Yang Xiaofeng.

These three young geniuses who are in the limelight stand in the ring, as if they want to plunder all the eyes of the audience.

The three genius boys are the three rising future stars in the hundred families of Xianmen, dazzling.

In contrast, everyone else is overshadowed and unable to compete with one another.

Li Changfeng, who was in charge of hosting, stepped into the big ring that had been cleaned up, and said aloud with full of energy: "Please draw lots for all the contestants!"

The best showdown is about to begin.

More than 40 young heroes, all with a youthful atmosphere on their faces, stood in the ring, enjoying the attention of the crowd and the tsunami-like cheers.

At this moment, Jinghuadu was about to hold back the excitement in his heart, and he almost screamed.

After a while, the draw ceremony officially began.

"Spirit Sword Sect disciples, please draw lots!"

It was their turn to draw lots.

The draw was quickly completed, and as soon as the results of the match were announced, the whole audience was in a sensation.

In more than 20 games, there were no extreme situations in general - for example, there was no competition between Qin Chuan and Yang Xiaofeng. Instead, the two staggered, Qin Chuan vs. Jinghua, and Xiang Shaoyu vs. Su Yuege of the Cang faction.

And Yang Xiaofeng is against a disciple of Tiandumen, Xiao Jianfeng.

Su Xiaoling was facing a disciple in Izumo Valley, named Xue Yi, who was also a female disciple.

And Sun Jun was a disciple of Yuntian Sect, and Hou Junji was a disciple of Wuyin Sect.

Among them, the most unlucky is Jinghua.

According to his strength, as long as he is not against an opponent like Qin Chuan Xiang Shaoyu, there is a chance that he will be able to win the game.

But everything is unpredictable, impartial, and he just hit Qin Chuan's hard stubble.

Either way, the dust has settled and there is no way to change it.

The five disciples returned to the banquet, and Dan Chenzi also instructed them one by one.

"I don't have to worry about Xiao Feng's strength, but remember, don't be careless. ”

"Xiao Ling, your opponent Xue Yi is good at illusion, so you must be careful when the time comes. ”

"Sun Jun, your opponent Qi Yue's strength is not much different from yours, your temperament is calm, I'm not worried, play well after playing. ”

"Hou Junji, your opponent Mo Zhuxuan is the same as you, and the styles of the two of you are very similar, so after you play, just play your own style. ”

In the end, it was Jinghua's turn, and Dan Chenzi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Just do your best." ”

If it weren't for Qin Chuan, but other ordinary opponents, Jinghua's chances of winning would be very high.

However, if this person is unlucky, even if he drinks cold water, he can plug his teeth, and the chance of being drawn by him is one in forty.

Dan Chenzi has nothing to say about this.

The difference in strength between the two sides is too great, even if Yang Xiaofeng is against Qin Chuan, he is not completely sure that he can win.

Dan Chenzi's words to Jinghua were short and full of comfort. Other than that, there's really not much more to say.

After a short break, the first race began quickly.

It is said that creation makes people, who would have thought that this first game would be Qin Chuan and Jinghua.

"Come on, junior brother, even if you lose, you have to lose beautifully. ”

Yang Xiaofeng patted Jinghua on the shoulder.

Qin Chuan's strength Yang Xiaofeng knows, even if he has now entered the Jindan, he may not be able to win against Qin Chuan.

Jinghua is only in the late stage of foundation building, although there is only one step between the two, but that step away is like a chasm.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I will do my best to let him show his strength more. ”

Jinghua looked at death as if he was at home, as if he couldn't go back when he got on the field.

......

In the ring, Qin Chuan used his sword to play a sword flower.

"Do you know how many sword flowers I just turned out?"

"Six. ”

"The cultivation is good, but it's a pity that it's not enough, if your senior brother comes, you can still fight with me. ”

Qin Chuan had just turned out the sword flower, and from the perspective of others, there was indeed only one flower, but those who had cultivated deeply could see the doorway.

"I'm afraid my junior brother won't be able to hold up for twenty returns. ”

Yang Xiaofeng watched intently from the audience.

"That Qin Chuan, there are clearly eight flowers. ”

"Throw in the towel!"

Qin Chuan said: "They know that you lost to Qin Chuan, so there is no shame. ”

"It's a shame to admit defeat before you fight. ”

Jinghua raised his sword and went up.

Qin Chuan's strength had indeed reached a non-standard and terrifying level, he just stood still, raised the long sword in his hand, and blocked Jinghua's attack as much as possible.

"Let's go down!"

Qin Chuan exerted his strength, and a sword stabbed out, with quite a strong momentum, as if it was integrated with the surrounding environment.

It seems to be a simple sword, but it blocks the space around Jinghua to death.

Bang!

Jinghua fell out of the ring in embarrassment.

"This Qin Chuan has progressed faster than I imagined. ”

Qin Chuan's sword just now, but Yang Xiaofeng really felt Qin Chuan's sword intent.

The last time I played with him, he wasn't so proficient in kendo.

Qin Chuan vs. Jinghua is almost a crushing duel.

The next few games were also played one after another, and Su Xiaoling entered the next game without danger.

Sun Jun aligned with Yue, as Dan Chenzi expected, the strength of the two was almost the same, and they fought for more than a hundred rounds.

In the end, Sun Jun was unusual, took a risk to sell a flaw, and narrowly won a move.

Hou Junji didn't talk much, as soon as he got on the field, he fought for his life, looking at the posture, it seemed that he was fighting a life-and-death duel, and the opponent was so scared that he directly abstained.

After all, this is just a game, in case you get red in the middle of the game, even the referee may not be able to react at the first time.

The sword has no eyes, because there are too many examples of killing red-eyed opponents in a match.

It was Yang Xiaofeng's turn to Xiao Jianfeng.

The two of them played, and after a simple politeness, Xiao Jianfeng was the first to strike.

The sword light was shining, and Xiao Jianfeng used his own smug trick as soon as he came up.

Ten steps and one kill.

Xiao Jianfeng came in the blink of an eye, but Yang Xiaofeng didn't plan to dodge, but directly faced a sword.

Swish!

A sword stabbed out, as if there were ten thousand swords facing him at the same time, Xiao Jianfeng's back broke out in cold sweat, and he clearly felt that if he didn't retreat, Yang Xiaofeng's sword would pierce his heart.

Instinct prompted Xiao Jianfeng to step back.

But Yang Xiaofeng didn't give up, and he dodged out and blasted it away directly with one palm.

Wow!

The audience went crazy again.

Yang Xiaofeng, who won the victory, walked down the stage as if nothing had happened just now.

It was Xiang Shaoyu and Su Yuege's turn.

Xiang Shaoyu was even more simple and rude, and he knocked Su Yuege off the stage in just a few rounds.

Then, Xiang Shaoyu stood in the ring with a gun, and the tip of the gun pointed at Yang Xiaofeng.

"Yang Xiaofeng, I want to challenge you. ”

"Can you handle it?"