One hundred and twenty-three, singles knockout
The second stage of the elite rankings is significantly hotter than the first stage, and the number of monks who come to watch has also increased significantly, unlike in the first stage, when only a few relatives and friends were watching outside the court.
Ning Xin's opponent was a male cultivator in the middle of Jindan, who looked like he was in his thirties, very burly, and obviously had practiced physique. "In Xia Zeng Yuanhang, disciple of the Qingyun Sect, you are a female cultivator, I will let you make three moves!" As soon as he got on the competition field, the male cultivator took the lead and said.
"No need!" Ning Xin took out the waning moon break, hoping that the strength of this male cultivator would not disappoint her, this time because of her mother's luck, she was very depressed, and now she needs to vent well.
"That man is so big!I don't know if I'm alive or dead~" Murong Xuan, who was outside the court, smiled contemptuously when he heard the male cultivator's words.
"Whoever called Senior Sister looks weaker!" Xia Wang said.
"Weak, you mean Mu Ningxin?" Xia Wang's words successfully won the eyes of Murong Xuan, Han Rou, and Mu Shuilan, "Where did she show a little weakness all over her body?"
"When a discerning person looks at it, he knows that she is not easy to mess with!" Han Rou said coldly.
Judging a monk is not based on her appearance, but by the aura emanating from her body, a powerful monk, no matter how weak he looks on the outside, but the temperament on his body is definitely compelling.
"Uh! Compared to that big male cultivator, Senior Sister is weak!" Xia Wang said weakly.
"Crooked, as soon as the two of them came on stage and stood like that, I felt that Ning Xin would win!" Mu Shuilan said.
"Of course I know that Senior Sister will win, I'm just talking about things from the physical appearance of the two!"
When Xia Wang and the others were still arguing outside the court, Ning Xin and Zeng Yuanhang on the stage had already begun to make a move, and Zeng Yuanhang did as he said, letting Ning Xin make three moves before he began to exert his strength.
But gradually, Zeng Yuanhang found that his opponent was very strong, and began to put away his loose heart and take the game seriously.
Ning Xincai didn't care how Zeng Yuanhang treated this game, from the beginning, she planned to only rely on the waning moon to deal with her opponent this time, when using the waning moon break, she could fight without using aura, purely relying on the strength of her body, she liked this way of playing, and used the power of her body to her heart's content.
At the beginning, Zeng Yuanhang saw that Ning Xin didn't use spiritual power to fight him, and felt that Ning Xin was too blind, and he was a little angry in his heart, and he left no room for action, originally he thought that with his strength, he could end this game quickly, but he didn't expect that this competition would make him miss the elite rankings.
Feeling that Zeng Yuanhang was already a little tired of coping, Ning Xin put away the waning moon and said lightly, "You gave me three moves before, and now I also let you fight with you empty-handed!"
Feeling that Zeng Yuanhang began to attack her with all his might, Ning Xin no longer kept it, and kept waving the waning moon to attack Zeng Yuanhang's weakness.
Later, Ning Xin became more and more energetic, and her shots became faster and faster, and she directly hit Zeng Yuanhang in a hurry and helpless. Since soaking in the Immortal Pool, Ning Xin feels that her physical strength has improved, and she feels energetic every day.
"You... Zeng Yuanhang was a little depressed, he didn't expect that he would be chased and beaten by a female cultivator in front of so many people today, and this female cultivator would fight with him empty-handed, so he was too indifferent, "Since you said so, then I don't want to disagree, don't blame me for the injury!" Zeng Yuanhang said with a sneer.
"If you can hurt me, count yourself in your ability!" After speaking, Ning Xin swung her fist and attacked Zeng Yuanhang!
Gradually, more and more monks gathered outside the arena of Ning Xin Zeng Yuanhang, watching the wonderful fight on the competition field, Zeng Yuanhang made a ruthless move, and forced Ning Xin to step down;
The monks outside the arena saw that the male cultivators on the field kept using spiritual attacks against the female cultivators, but somehow, those spiritual attacks just couldn't enter the female cultivator's body, and whenever the spiritual attacks were about to hit the female cultivators, the female cultivators could easily dodge them.
What made them strange was that the female cultivator didn't use spiritual power to attack the male cultivator, nor did she use any magic weapons, but just waved her fist at the male cultivator, and every time she could dodge the male cultivator's spiritual attack, she accurately hit the male cultivator.
As the game progressed, the male cultivator's spiritual power gradually ran out and he looked a little tired, while the female cultivator became more and more energetic, which made the monks outside the arena talk a lot.
"Who is that nun and how can you fight like this?"
"No, this is the most capable nun I've ever seen. ”
"Such a powerful female cultivator, why haven't I heard of it before!"
"That male cultivator is Zeng Yuanhang of the Qingyun Sect, his strength is not bad, he is still very famous in Nanzhu City!
"Isn't it, I haven't used a little spiritual power in the whole process! I only rely on the strength of my body to compete, but judging from her appearance, I shouldn't have practiced my body!"
"If you use spiritual power to fight, then the male cultivator will be out of the game before he scores a minute!"
Not far from the outside of Ning Xin's competition venue, Luo Cheng, Luo Sheng, and Luo Ruyin listened to the discussions of the people around them, and looked at Ning Xin, who was playing energetically on the court, they had just finished the singles knockout round and happened to pass by here.
"That nun is Mu Ningxin?" Luo Cheng asked.
"Yes!" Luo Sheng nodded.
"Sure enough, it's not an ordinary person! It seems that the rumors are really not credible, with her, how can the genius of the Mu family be Mu Ningyue?"
"Isn't it, when the sect was in the big competition, she also won against Gu Tianling of the Tianyue Sect!" Luo Ruyin said.
"Whew!" Zeng Yuanhang watched the lightning-like fist hit him in front of him, subconsciously closed his eyes, and listened to the sound of the wind brought out by the punch too fast, and his back was in a cold sweat!
"You've lost!" A cold voice sounded, and Zeng Yuanhang opened his eyes and looked at the fist that the nun had just withdrawn.
"I lost!" was convinced, he was so vulnerable, Zeng Yuanhang thought in his heart.
Earlier, he thought he was careless, but when he got to the back, he realized that the gap between his strength and this female cultivator was too big, and if this female cultivator used aura, he should not be able to take a few moves and would be defeated.
"In the ninety-sixth group of singles knockout rounds, Mu Ningxin wins!" Xia Wang walked to the referee's side to remind him, and the referee remembered to announce the verdict.
Sure enough, if you are not in a good mood, it will be much better if you have a good fight! Not long after Ning Xin's match, it was Xia Wang's turn to match Mu Shuilan! There was no doubt that both of them had successfully entered the third stage of the game.