The 32-16 competition was divided into three days, five to six games a day, and the Yuanying Zhenjun of the jury personally supervised the competition in several waves.

Duranzhen and Cheng Muyi's match unfortunately made the first day - or in terms of saying that it was better to finish it early and prepare for the next game, which is also a blessing.

As a rare and interesting game in the 32-in-16 games, the match between Du Lanzhen and Cheng Muyi attracted a large number of high-quality spectators - what is the high quality?

All the players who made it to the finals, the time of the game and the time they did not clash with were brought up early to take their seats.

Duran really came much later than the group.

When she appeared in the arena in front of the non-crane tower, she saw the crowds of spectators knocking melon seeds and waiting for the game to start, and she actually had an extremely ridiculous sense of joy - she couldn't tell whose game it was for a while? Why were they so much more active than her?

There are also those who eat melon seeds, with a smile on their faces, as if they have come out to go out to watch the monkeys, she doesn't believe that this group of people will compete tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and now she is not a little apprehensive! Wait for her to go to the play tomorrow!

Duran has already thought about it, when he goes to watch the game tomorrow, he will bring a storage bag full of melon seeds, and stuff two handfuls when he sees someone, which will definitely avenge this melon!

She thought of such a crooked idea in her heart, but it did not prevent her from stepping on the wind lightly, fluttering like a storm, and gracefully stepping onto the stage.

Cheng Muyi was already waiting by the stage, but he didn't take the lead to meet the attention alone. Now that Duran really appeared, he also flashed and stepped onto the stage in an instant.

When it comes to speed and weirdness, of course, Cheng Muyi's body is better, and Du Lanzhen's slow take-off is like a moving target when fighting.

However, the cultivation has reached the point of building a foundation, such a short distance, who of you can go up without a dodge? At most, Cheng Muyi's body technique is clever, a little faster than others, but it is also limited in such a short distance.

Therefore, Cheng Muyi's silent disappearance and appearance was like a pearl cast secretly, without causing any concern.

On the contrary, Du Lan really rode the wind, not only with an elegant posture like a fairy concubine, but also with a spiritual power that was integrated and unexposed. Everyone lined up in order, and would naturally leave a vacant space for her to enter the field, which was not wide, but half a zhang wide. She flew through the passage, so close to the crowd, but no one felt even a little bit of spiritual power exchange on her side, let alone spiritual power overflowing.

This kind of calm posture and full of heritage entered the arena won her bursts of applause before the start of the game, and for a while, the momentum was so big that it seemed to be to guide Cheng Muyi how to fight.

Cheng Muyi took the stage indifferently in this excitement that had nothing to do with him, just like an inconsequential passer-by in front of the protagonist of the script. However, his posture can be called personable, and he even showed a graceful smile to Du Lanzhen, "Du Daoyou, today I will lead the Daoist Friends to make a move." ”

Du Lanzhen has an average sense of Cheng Muyi, and always feels that this person is very careful, and he can use others easily. But she rarely treats people coldly because she likes to, but instead shows a peaceful smile with the same grace and elegance to Cheng Muyi, "I am also very curious about the magical methods of Daoyou, and I also ask Daoyou to give me advice." ”

The two don't know each other very well, so it's enough to be polite.

"Are you ready?" There are two judges in this scene, Tang Yuxian and Yu Shan. Both of them have no direct relationship with the contestants, they are not from the same sect, and they are both Yuanying Zhenjun of the six major sects, so as to ensure the fairness of the competition.

Du Lanzhen and Cheng Muyi replied affirmatively to the two judges.

"So, let's get started. Tang Yuxian announced briefly.

Without any emphasis, without any foreshadowing, the game started so abruptly.

This made the two people on the field and amiable not act immediately for a while.

Du Lan really has to maintain her high-level demeanor, and she will start as soon as she announces it, which is a little too weak - in her heart, Cheng Muyi is not worthy of her such lack of grace.

"So, Du Daoyou, let's start now, shall we?" Cheng Muyi confirmed with her again, and her posture was so peaceful that it was really just an ordinary exchange. He said slowly and politely, "Please also invite fellow Daoists—"

When he said this, the aura on the field suddenly changed, as if there were soldiers coming from all directions.

On Duran's side, several blades thinner than paper and sharper than swords suddenly came from all directions, and in an instant, with the aura of late autumn, as if they were about to wither all vitality, swept towards her.

When Du Lanzhen was in the Sea Country, she once faced Xia Huarong's might, and at that time she felt that her breath was like a huge romantic roll, if it weren't for the jade pendant that should be far away, it would almost tear her to pieces, turning into the most inconspicuous impurity in the waves.

However, Cheng Muyi usually looks polite, gentle and elegant like a prince and grandson, but when he makes a move, he is far better than Xia Huarong!

As soon as he made a move, he was furious like an angry sea, but under this fury, it was as deep as an abyss. There is always a time when the waves are exhausted, but the angry sea never stops!

Almost at that moment, Du Lan's hairs stood on end, as if countless swords were facing each other, sticking straight to her skin and inward, wanting to split her into pieces!

Almost subconsciously, she used her senses, and a crimson light flew out, turning into a long rainbow, and gently swirling around her, colliding with the wind knife frost blade.

"Ding-" A short, long chirp echoed like a chick with a buzzing reverberation, almost like the clear sound of an ancient bell, throughout the open space in front of the non-crane tower.

If you try your best to distinguish it, you can probably tell that this short long beep is not one, but nine.

However, each of these nine tones was too tight and too compact, so that even if the foundation building monk tried his best to distinguish it, he could only vaguely feel the difference between them, but it was impossible to react at that moment that it was nine tones.

With this clear sound, the sudden wind blade also suddenly dispersed, as if it had never existed, and disappeared into the air.

"It's ...... Knocked Da Yi apart with the wind all at once?" the audience whispered.

This is the battle between the two is too fast, Du Lanzhen scattered the nine wind blades with one sword, and the speed is so fast that it is not for a sound!

Cheng Muyi's expression was flat, as if he had expected it, he waved his backhand, and the wind blade rose out of thin air again, and the whole process was so fast that it happened at the same time as Du Lan's real knife!

And this time, there were twenty-seven wind blades flying towards Du Lanzhen, each of which was three times stronger than the previous nine!