When it came to the final round, there was a battle that attracted Lu Chen's attention.

It was a cold young man dressed in a shabby black robe, with a mantle and a scar on the corner of his eyebrows, and a strange black sword behind him.

This person was Ximen Qiuze, whom he had met on the island before, and the dangerous aura emanating from his body made Lu Chen remember it very deeply.

After Ximen Qiuze got into the ring, he directly pulled out the dark black sword behind his back, and the ghostly light flowed, as if it could swallow the surrounding light, which made people's hearts palpitate.

His opponent is a burly man, from a second-rate force called King Kong Gate in Jingzhou, and his tower-like body gives people a sense of oppression like Mount Tai, and he can be on the hidden dragon list, which shows his strength.

It is said that they have let their disciples maintain the body of a boy since they were young, temper themselves with their own extreme methods, and wait until the body can refine the internal strength, and then use the secret method to absorb the internal strength, integrate it into the body, and nourish the muscles and bones, so as to practice the immortal body of King Kong. However, the cultivation of this kind of exercise is extremely demanding, which also leads to a very small number of disciples.

But the people of the King Kong Gate are almost invulnerable, invulnerable, invulnerable, and practicing kung fu is extremely terrifying.

There are rumors in the Kyushu Continent that if this sect is strong enough to the point of the eight major sects, it will definitely be the number one force in Kyushu.

When he saw the burly young man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, Lu Chen couldn't help but think of the scene when he killed the corpse leader in Longyanggang, and the corpse leader was also like the burly young man in front of him, with infinite strength, copper skin and iron bones, and invulnerability.

Presumably, before his death, he should also be a master from the King Kong Gate.

At this moment, the burly young man who is fighting with Ximen Qiuze is named Wei Jun, an elite disciple of the King Kong Gate, ranked thirty-eighth on the hidden dragon list, and the weapon in his hand is a huge mountain-opening axe.

Seeing Ximen Qiuze pull out his sword, the mighty young man didn't say a word, and strode over with a meteor, and everywhere he went, the entire ring was shaking, like a mad beast.

Ximen Qiuze looked at each other coldly with an expression that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and remained unchanged, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Whoosh, he kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, and the whole person rushed towards the other party like an arrow off the string, and with a wave of his hand, it was a heavy split, and the black sword instantly crossed an arc in mid-air and smashed on the other party.

The mighty young man named Wei Jun did not shy away from it, relying on his own coming from the King Kong Gate, steel and iron bones, invulnerable, and swooped over without fear of death, with a hideous face.

But when the black sword slashed at his chest, the terrifying force instantly exploded, like a flood bursting a levee.

"Peng!" There was a muffled sound, like a thunderclap on the ground, and the mighty young man instantly smashed out like a cannonball, slid more than ten feet against the surface of the lake, threw it out of the lake, and then smashed into a nearby shop, and with a bang, the shop collapsed in half at once.

The loud noise caught everyone's attention, and they all turned their heads to look at the big hole that the mighty young man had smashed into the air.

The whole West Lake was dead silent, silent, only the sound of the surging waves sounded!

Ximen Qiuze won, and won extremely clean, simple sword, shocking the audience!!

After a moment of silence, there was an earth-shattering cheer on both sides of the West Lake.

"It's too powerful, a sword sweep!"

"The young man who was knocked away is a disciple from the Vajra Gate!"

"If I could be as powerful as this young man in black, I would die without regrets!"

All kinds of discussions came one after another, and the applause was thunderous, and this shocking scene opened the eyes of the people of the world.

Many young talents stared at the cold young man in the ring, their eyes were full of admiration and fanaticism, and they only felt their whole body surging with blood.

The disciples of the Eight Great Sects, Wan Mengshi, Jian Wuchen, Beitang Ao, Li Mengjun and others all showed a touch of surprise when they saw this scene.

How powerful the elite disciples of the Vajra Sect are, they know better than anyone else, in other words, they can win against the Wei army, but they will definitely not be able to do it so cleanly.

Seeing the terrifying strength displayed by Ximen Qiuze made these geniuses of the Eight Great Sects realize that this Hidden Dragon Contest was not as simple as they imagined!

Ximen Qiuze was unknown before, but after this battle, he was destined to be known by the world, and his status was quickly raised to the level equivalent to the top three in the hidden dragon list in everyone's hearts, and his fame was just around the corner, this is the day that many people dream of!

In the ring, Ximen Qiuze ignored the cheers of the surrounding waves, indifferently inserted the black sword in his hand behind his back, and turned his head to look at Lu Chen on the ship.

In an instant, the two eyes collided like two meteors, bursting out with an incomparably hot battle intent.

The corners of his mouth lifted a slight smile: "The excitement is yet to come!"

"This Ximen Qiuze is really crazy!" Lu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and muttered to himself in his heart: "It seems that his strength is not as simple as it seems, could it be...!"

After watching the other party's battle carefully, suddenly, he thought of a possibility, but this one might be a little beyond his expectations.

I hope it's not true, if it's true, Lu Chen doesn't mind playing with him!

The first round was over quickly, half of the one hundred and eight people were eliminated, and there were fifty-four left!

The 54 people who won the lottery again were drawn again, three rounds were held, and nine groups were divided into nine groups to compete, and the eliminated 54 people still had the opportunity to compete for the rankings, but they had to wait until the winning 54 people decided the top three before they had time.

The strength of the fifty-four people who won was obviously a step higher, which means that the next battle will be more exciting.

After the battle list was determined, Lu Chen knew that his opponent was Xianle Valley, one of the eight major sects!

Lu Chen flew into the ring, and at the same time, a girl in an emerald blue dress flew to the ring with a guqin in her arms.

"Qin?" The girl appeared in front of him, and Lu Chen immediately noticed the antique long qin in the other party's hand.

"Yes, would you like to listen to the little girl play a song?" The beautiful girl sat cross-legged, put the guqin flat on her legs, her eyes were bright, and her smile was like a flower, but her face was a little immature.

Lu Chen smiled lightly: "It's good to say, in Xia Lu Chen, dare to ask the girl's surname?"

"The little woman Mu Qingyi, let the little brother smile!" Mu Qingyi's eyes flowed, smiled lightly, and there was an indescribable elegance and nobility between words and deeds.

Lu Chen said with a smile: "Su asked the eight major sects in the world, all of them are good at swords, guns and sticks, only Xianle Valley has found another way, using musical instruments as weapons, and when I see it today, it is true!"

"Little brother Liao praised, Qingyi has no intention of competing with you for fame and fortune, but the sect ordered, I really have no choice!" Mu Qingyi's voice was very crisp, like a yellow bird out of the valley.

Lu Chen put away his smile and said solemnly: "You and I are our own masters, since it is the order of the sect, the girl in light clothes will let the horse come, I also want to see the means of Xianle Valley, is it like the rumored one, it is amazing!"

Mu Qingyi heard this, nodded, and her pretty face with a smile was a little colder: "Since this is the case, the little woman will be ugly!" As soon as the words fell, she stretched out a pair of white and slender little hands and slowly put them on the guqin.

The shallot-like fingers gently hooked the strings, and there was a clang.

The whole world was silent, and the ethereal and melodious notes flowed between the strings like a flowing spring, passing through the space, and constantly echoing in everyone's ears, making people think about it.

On both sides of the West Lake, a pair of eyes were all focused on the ring where Lu Chen and Mu Qingyi competed.

The light voice came, Lu Chen was slightly shocked, and his heart was unprecedentedly relaxed, as if he saw the valley where spring flowers bloomed and birds sang and flowers were fragrant, and the ethereal sound came from it, which went straight to the depths of his soul, and his blood quickly cooled down, indulging in it, unable to extricate himself.

"Bang!" At this moment, the melody that was light and soothing a moment ago suddenly became extremely high-pitched and sharp, high and low, like a poignant complaint, making people's blood churn.

In this special rhythmic piano sound, Lu Chen faintly heard the neighing of war horses, the noisy drums, and the sound of Jin Ge colliding, as if he had come to the ancient battlefield with a monstrous atmosphere, which made people can't help but be frightened!

"What a strong illusion!" Lu Chen, who was originally immersed in the sound of music, opened his eyes in vain at this time, his eyes flickered, and his expression seemed very sober, and he was not affected by the illusion created by the sound of the piano at all.

He is an innate martial artist, and his spirit is so powerful, how can he be disturbed and confused by this earthly noise.

Na Mu Qingyi looked up and saw that Lu Chen was not affected at all, her beautiful eyes flashed with shock, and then she gritted her teeth, stroked the strings with both hands, and drew a dreamlike trajectory.

The ethereal and melodious sound of the piano became incomparably exciting, and the notes like a flowing spring were like a rushing torrent, as if thousands of soldiers had gone out to the battlefield, holding swords and pounced on the enemy.

"Snort", on the ring at Lu Chen's feet, a mark was suddenly scratched, similar to being destroyed by a sword, very weird.

Seeing this, Lu Chen's eyes were suddenly startled, and he looked up at the girl.

I only heard the sound of the piano flying, Mu Qingyi plucked the strings with both hands, the five fingers moved, each string trembled, emitting a series of different sounds, and the strength swept out with the chilling sound of the strings, turning into swords and shooting in the direction of Lu Chen.

This is Xianle Valley's signature stunt: Eight Transformations of Magic Sound!

Mu Qingyi's guqin can emit eight different sounds, each of which contains a change!

"Snort" "Snort" "Snort"... The ring was shrouded in a sharp magic sound, and countless invisible strange energy rushed to the face, leaving eye-catching scratches on the ring, and in the blink of an eye, it was already dense in the blink of an eye.

Lu Chen sensed that something was wrong, and the hairs on his body stood up, "Whoosh!" The figure of his body flickered, and he flickered and moved in place in a small way, and his body senses were amplified to the extreme, and by sensing those violent fluctuations in the air, he avoided those strange attacks similar to sound blades.

Brush.brush.brush.. A series of blurred figures flickered, forming a wisp of smoke and dust in the ring.