"Hey! Qin Yu actually won! His strength has reached the top ten level!"

As Zhang Shun fell to the ground in defeat, the martial artists in the audience gasped one after another, making a shocking sound.

It's really hard to imagine that Qin Yu, a rookie disciple, can continue to win consecutive victories and crush Zhang Shun, and even this defeat process is even more terrifying! Qin Yu directly broke Zhang Shun's trick Shocking Cloud Palm, this natural ability is really terrifying!

The high-level deacon of the Cloud Sword Dao Academy in the VIP seat stood up and shocked Han Fei to display the Xuan-rank three-star martial arts, and at this time, he was once again amazed and shocked by Qin Yu, "This son has a promising future!"

When Qin Yu returned to the players' seat, Wang Yanfeng was completely stunned, looking at Qin Yu in a daze, full of unprecedented disbelief.

At the beginning, he had always looked down on Qin Yu with contempt, and concluded that Qin Yu was weaker than him, at most he was in the top fifteen.

But now, Qin Yu actually won the battle with Zhang Shun, and his expression was calm and relaxed, and there was no dust on his body, obviously Qin Yu still had spare strength.

"Qin Yu, you are still the same as back then, completely unfathomable, I still fantasize about being able to surpass and suppress you, I am so naïve. Wang Yanfeng came back to his senses, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said.

Qin Yu glanced at Wang Yanfeng, his face was flat.

As long as he has been defeated once, there will be no chance to surpass him again in this life, and the gap will only get farther and farther!

However, Qin Yu didn't say this directly, so as not to hit Wang Yanfeng too hard.

At this moment, in the VIP top ten player area, Dong Ping looked wooden: "This Qin Yu is really better than Zhang Shun?"

He had always been optimistic about Qin Yu before, and felt that Qin Yu had a hidden threat, but he didn't expect Qin Yu to succeed and defeat Zhang Shun, who was ranked tenth in the last session, he thought that Qin Yu would regret defeat, and next year would be the time to rise completely, however, some rare geniuses are dedicated to breaking the rules, and Qin Yu is a genius who belongs to this column.

"Hmph! Zhang Shun is really a waste, even a newcomer can't win! If that Qin Yu kid meets me in the semi-finals, I will definitely let him lose miserably in one move!" Zhang Heng, who was carrying a spear, snorted coldly and said proudly.

"One move is going to make Qin Yu defeat miserably?"

Dong Ping originally thought that these words were really ridiculous, but immediately saw that it was Zhang Heng's wild words, and the momentum of his gun seemed to be about to break through the void, and he suddenly felt as if this words were not exaggerated.

After all, Zhang Heng's previous battle against the fourth-ranked demon sword Liu Ruosong was a strong victory, Zhang Heng was undoubtedly a top three level powerhouse, and it should be reasonable to defeat Qin Yu in one move.

An hour later, the group stage officially ended.

With a record of 20 consecutive wins, Qin Yu successfully advanced to the semifinals as one of the five members of the eighth group.

In the next semi-finals, a total of 80 warriors were divided into 10 groups of 8 people.

Only one person in each group of semi-finals can advance, and those who advance will successfully obtain the honorary title of Top Ten Masters and participate in the finals, the Top Ten Masters Ranking Battle!

At this time, the event entered a 30-minute break to allow each fighter to recover some vitality.

However, the people in the audience felt that they were not in a hurry, and they were talking excitedly.

"This year's Billboard Tournament is really full of highlights, I appreciate that Qin Yu the most! As a rookie disciple, he actually defeated Zhang Shun, who was ranked tenth in the last session, if he can win the championship first, it will definitely detonate the whole audience, and the bull will explode!"

"Hehe! What stupid thing are you talking about! Then Qin Yu took his life to win the first place, you carefully think back to all his previous battles, basically all of them were won by skill, his strongest move, if I am not wrong, is just the Xuan-level one-star fist martial art, Canglong Fist! With this level, I am 100% sure that he definitely has no hope of challenging the humanoid Demon Beast Emperor Fu Xiong!"

"Challenge the humanoid Demon Beast Emperor Fu Xiong? It's really too much to overestimate that Qin Yu! The first swordsman Wang Jian, he can't win!"

"That's right! And Han Fei, Han Fei has comprehended and cultivated the Xuan-level three-star stick martial art, the thunder stick! Even if that Qin Yu kid's combat skills are powerful, he will definitely have no hope of breaking the thunder stick! Once he faces Han Fei, I am sure he will only lose!"

“......”

Bursts of debate came out one after another, although Qin Yu's previous battles had conquered most of the martial artists, but once it was discussed at the highest level, everyone was almost not optimistic about Qin Yu.

Soon, the semi-finals officially began.

"Huang Fuxiong vs. Liu Ruosong!" The referee's announcement sounded, and the two masters were divided into the same group in the semi-finals, and immediately faced each other, and the blood of the martial artists in the audience was boiling instantly, and the excitement was extreme.

The previous battles of Huang Fuxiong were all opponents admitting defeat, and no one had seen Huang Fuxiong really make a move.

And this time, Huang Fuxiong's opponent is the fourth-ranked demon sword Liu Ruosong in the last session, which should be able to see the battle scene of confrontation!

Although the demon knife Liu Ruosong had previously lost to the fast gun Zhang Heng, Liu Ruosong's ability is still worthy of recognition.

"Liu Ruosong, you are known as the demon knife, but unfortunately I really have no interest in you, you have not made any progress in the past year, and you have been overtaken by Zhang Heng, it is really a discount, I don't think you can take my move. ”

On the arena, the two-meter-tall Huangfu Xiong stood there, with a domineering and strong temperament, and he looked down at Liu Ruosong, and he really couldn't pay the slightest attention to it.

Liu Ruosong was holding a scimitar, dressed in white, with a handsome appearance, and listening to Huang Fuxiong's words at this time, his whole face immediately became extremely hideous.

Huang Fuxiong's words are too humiliating!

He lost to Zhang Heng before, and he admitted that he was really embarrassed, but to say that his strength couldn't even catch Huang Fuxiong's move, it would be really nonsense!

"Huang Fuxiong! Don't look down on people! I want you to pay the price for contempt for me!"

Liu Ruochen roared angrily, holding the scimitar in both hands, rubbing the floor of the arena, bringing out sparks to splash around, and in an instant, he slashed out the sword qi in the shape of the waning moon, and attacked Huang Fuxiong with lightning speed.

Whoa!

In an instant, the air of the entire arena seemed to be cut by the tricky knife qi, producing a piercing sound.

When the audience heard this voice, their faces became uncomfortable, and their eyes hallucinated, as if they couldn't see the shadow of the sword qi on the arena clearly.

"It's Liu Ruosong's trick, the waning moon sword shadow!" Dong Ping's face was solemn, he really didn't expect Liu Ruosong to fight Huang Fuxiong, and he came up with a trick, it seems that Huang Fuxiong will be a little difficult.

However, it was unexpected.

Faced with this situation, Huang Fuxiong just laughed loudly: "Garbage! It's too rubbish! This kind of knife technique, which is known as a demon, doesn't forget to play tricks in front of others, but don't be ashamed in front of my Huang Fuxiong!"

As soon as Huang Fuxiong finished speaking, he slammed his fists into the air and slammed into the air!

"Break it for me!"

With such a simple frontal punch, the entire arena void immediately shook in horror, as if the lake water rippled violently, and all of Liu Ruosong's sword qi collapsed in an instant! And the punch spread, unstoppable, and directly hit Liu Ruosong, the scimitar in Liu Ruosong's hand was shocked and flew off the spot, and the whole body was like a kite with a broken string smashed out of the arena.

Liu Ruosong sprayed blood wildly, and after slumping to the ground, his face was full of confusion for half a day!

He really couldn't even take a move from Huang Fuxiong!