There were a lot of people on site, but most of them were actually spectators.

Of course, these spectators are extraordinary, and they are all the children of the top forces in Jingzhou, and even the first-class forces, such as the other three geniuses.

A total of 32 people actually participated in the competition to recruit relatives.

After all, no matter how big Jingzhou is, there will not be too many who meet Yu Cheng's conditions, plus many people who are not willing to participate, with this number, it has fully proved Yu Wenxiu's charm.

Ouyang was defeated, except for Zhang Qiuhua and Lin Aotian, the remaining dozen or so heroes who had not yet played all sank in their hearts.

As expected, in the next game, five people defeated Yeats, and two defeated Yeats and Zhang Zhong in a row, but these two were defeated by Shi Xiaole without suspense.

"Thirty-one, Zhang Qiuhua. ”

When the six elders shouted out the three words Zhang Qiuhua, the scene immediately boiled.

Everyone had a look of antiquity.

Every state has its own rules. In Jingzhou, only the top ten geniuses are qualified to be named sons.

The four words of Agni Son represent not only identity, but also strength and glory.

In people's eyes, the only person who can be the enemy of Zhang Qiuhua on the scene is Lin Aotian. Some people also thought of Shi Xiaole, but shook their heads again.

Compared with the former's brilliant record, Shi Xiaole defeated Ouyang, but it was too thin.

Destroying and decaying, Yeats and Zhang Zhong were defeated one after another.

What is even more shocking is that Zhang Qiuhua did not make a move at all, and suppressed the two with momentum alone.

"He is worthy of being a Flame Prince, with his current strength, I'm afraid that even the extreme masters of the Spirit Guan Realm will not be able to support him for two or three moves. ”

"Ouyang is known as the eleventh day, but compared with the Flame Prince, it is too far and too far behind. ”

On the desk on the east side, Ouyang's face was ugly, and he clenched his fists.

He once thought that he was only one step behind the Flame Boy, but now it seems that he is not only one chip, but at least two chips.

"You beat me with speed, and if you only have speed, you're going to lose badly. ”

Ouyang looked at Shi Xiaole, based on some unknown idea, hoping that the other party could make a few more moves.

"What is Your Excellency's name, and when you reach my age, you may be one of the ten geniuses of the next generation. ”

Zhang Qiuhua looked at Shi Xiaole and gave a praise that shocked everyone present.

Some people's eyes flickered, and they heard another meaning in the words, you are still too young to compete with me.

Next generation?

Shi Xiaole said with a smile: "In Xia Shi Xiaole, I have heard of Brother Zhang's name for a long time, please." ”

Is it a delusion?

This kid doesn't seem to be afraid of himself, but has a kind of confidence that he has the chance to win. Zhang Qiuhua's heart was scorned, and a layer of fiery red light leaked out of his pores and exploded in all directions.

The scattered snowflakes around them were just incorporated by the fiery red light, and immediately melted into white mist, and the white mist evaporated into nothingness. With Zhang Qiuhua as the center, within a radius of ten zhang, the snow on the ground disappeared in an instant, and even the ground was distorted.

"Agni Spirit. ”

Lin Aotian put down his wine glass and exhaled softly.

The true meaning of fire is only one word different from the true meaning of fire, but it is a step worse in level. But Rao is like this, and the true meaning of the fire is still first-class.

In particular, this kind of true intention, once combined with the Flame Divine Skill, has a complementary effect, which is equivalent to improving the true intention and internal strength at the same time.

Lin Aotian was sure that an ordinary Lingguan Realm extreme master could not catch Zhang Qiuhua's move, even if he was a top Lingguan Realm extreme master, he would never be his opponent.

"I've never been patient, Brother Shi, do you still want to fight me?"

Zhang Qiuhua said lightly.

Shi Xiaole comprehended the artistic conception of Shicheng Feng, which was indeed surprising, but unfortunately it was still a little worse than Yicheng's true meaning of fire.

A cyan brilliance continued to rotate around Shi Xiaole, flickering thick and faint, gathering and dispersing, blowing into the fiery red true meaning of the fire.

Whew.

The true intent of the furious fire was immediately blown to the ground, and it continued to shrink towards Zhang Qiuhua.

"The true meaning of the wind is the true meaning of the wind!"

Many people have a cup in their hand that falls into the snow without realizing it.

Lin Aotian's expression froze.

The other three geniuses who watched the battle also changed color one after another.

"This son's comprehension is actually higher than Zhang Shaoxia's?"

Even the head of the Tianyu faction was surprised in Chengdu.

The top-level true meaning is the top-level true meaning, and it is much more difficult to comprehend the true meaning of the wind than to comprehend the true meaning of the fire, not to mention, Shi Xiaole looks five or six years younger than Zhang Qiuhua.

"Hiding so deeply?"

Yu Wenxiu's beautiful eyes widened, and an irrepressible flame of hope ignited in her heart. If, if Shi Xiaole can defeat Zhang Qiuhua...... Of course, comprehending the true meaning of the wind does not mean strength, and you still need to look at it step by step.

"No wonder. ”

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Qiuhua's face turned cold, like a flying spark that pierced through the void.

Still in mid-air, a fist carrying boiling heat was already hitting Shi Xiaole, and wherever the punch rushed, a large snowflake disappeared, like a blackboard eraser, erasing everything.

With a light footstep, Shi Xiaole came to a place five feet above and easily avoided the other party's blow.

Boast!

Poof!

Amazing things happened.

Shi Xiaole had just appeared, and almost at the same time, red flames surged from the void, squeezing and wrapping towards him, as if he had been waiting there for a long time.

The body was annihilated by the flames.

In the next place, Shi Xiaole and the red flame appeared, several times in a row, because the speed was too fast, often the former place had not disappeared, and the latter had already appeared.

In the end, all the flames disappeared, and in the snow, Shi Xiaole's green shirt was dustless.

"Evaded my Flame Tribulation so easily?"

Those who knew the true meaning of the wind would be very fast, but Zhang Qiuhua didn't expect it to be so fast. You must know that if it were him, it would never be possible to dodge the Flame Tribulation Fist, and you could only rely on internal strength to resist.

"The scorching sea!"

With a long roar, Zhang Qiuhua put his hands together, and a line of sparks spread, intertwined into a piece, enveloping Shi Xiaole like a garland. In the majestic flames, Shi Xiaole felt that he was in a world of flames, and even the air turned into a burning iron.

With Shi Xiaole's light skills, it was not difficult to get out of the flame wreath, but he didn't have to. The previous dodge was because the characteristic of that move was fast, and in this move, the opponent obviously wanted to force himself to face it head-on.

Knort.

Stretching out his hand and sucking it in, the long sword on the weapon rack fell into Shi Xiaole's hand, and a sword was swung out, and the dragon chant resounded through the Heavenly Jade Peak.

Rings of fire were disappearing, splashing, and crushed by the cyan sword.

Where the two fought, the wind knife cut the face, the fireworks exploded, and the snowflakes rolled up dozens of feet high, splashing all over the sky. Every snowflake that shoots out has the power to pierce through the golden stone.

In the snow and dust, Zhang Qiuhua staggered back, looking shocked.

The faces of the people around were even more shocked.

How could it be, the Flame Boy was repelled head-on.

"His sword moves?"

Zhang Qiuhua knew better than anyone that the power of Shi Xiaole's sword just now was not stronger than his own, but the opponent's sword move just hit the flaw in his move.

"Volcano!"

Pushing Yicheng's true intent and Dacheng's Flame Divine Skill to the limit, Zhang Qiuhua's body was like a humanoid volcano, and countless flames erupted from it, sweeping the heavens and the earth. The furious force caused the void to roar violently, as if countless fire beasts were roaring.

However.

A plain, but unmoved sword light pierced through it and stabbed Zhang Qiuhua's eyes. is still not stronger than him, but he forced Zhang Qiuhua to retreat.

Sonorous and sonorous......

I can't describe Shi Xiaole's swordsmanship, it is no longer simply fast, but fast and changeable, elegant and smart, but it doesn't give people a sense of deliberateness.

Each of his swords seems to be done casually, but it can always pierce the most critical place, carelessly, and naturally.

Watching Shi Xiaole perform his swordsmanship, many of the young swordsmen present seemed to have lost their souls, from the initial shock, to appreciation, and finally to reverence.

They couldn't imagine how such a young person could have such amazing talents and perfect swordsmanship.

In comparison, the swordsmanship they are proud of is as ridiculous as a child's sword.

"Impossible, the fireworks are gone!"

Zhang Qiuhua shouted, and a spark in front of him went from nothing to nothing, and from nothing to nothing.

The sword flashed in front of him.

Flowers fall.

Zhang Qiuhua almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and finally knew how terrible Shi Xiaole was.

This person is not only unique in his swordsmanship life, but also has the ability to see through flaws and control, and all his actions seem to be reflected in his heart, and there is no secret at all.

For a moment, Zhang Qiuhua even saw a fleeting edge in Shi Xiaole's eyes, that kind of edge made him have the illusion that his heart was cut.

Shi Xiaole never really understood how terrible he was.

Cultivation, true intention, swordsmanship realm, and even light skills, reflexes, in every item, he is far superior to the younger generation.

The previous opponent was the Jade Fan Scholar, the old monsters such as the Second Elder with Broken Eyes, and it was not obvious, but once it was replaced by a peer, the all-round crushing of this combat quality was suddenly reflected.

Shi Xiaole had already suppressed his strength to the same level as Zhang Qiuhua, and he had not even used the fifteen swords that killed him, the thirteen styles of Qingfeng, and even the finger of the spirit rhino.

However, even so, Zhang Qiuhua couldn't hold on.

"Pick me up for the last time, the sky is on fire!"

His face rose to purple, Zhang Qiuhua retreated one after another, exerting the second-rate mid-grade light skills and fire flash to the limit, and his palms took the opportunity to push it out.

The fiery red qi rolled down like magma, reflecting the snowflakes in the sky. This is Zhang Qiuhua's strongest style, and it is also his last fight.

Shaking his head, Shi Xiaole flicked his left finger, and the Pangu axe finger force stirred up the magma, and his right hand swung the sword, the sword was like a dragon, crossing the gap in the magma.

Rushing.

Shi Xiaole stood still and didn't move, and the submerged qi separated from both sides of him, and there was not a trace of sticking to him. At the same time, Zhang Qiuhua was broken by the sword qi to protect the true qi of the body, his face turned pale, and he retreated ten zhang in a row before he could stand firm.

"You, win. ”

Zhang Qiuhua raised his head and said these three words with difficulty.