In the early morning of the next day, before the competition officially began, many disciples were already seated in the audience. They gathered in groups to discuss today's event. In the same door, except for the third senior sister Xue Shuang, who did not come here because of something, Liu Yiwen and his party of nine people were discussing somewhere in the audience. Yang Qiyin was assigned to the "A" ring, he was in the "E" character, and Wen Tao was in the "Xin" character.

He and Yang Qiyin each have two games, and Wen Tao has three. There are a total of five matches in Liu Yiwen's group today, and his two matches are scheduled in the second and fourth rounds. The competition is a little different from the test, and each ring has two condensation seniors in charge. Before the opening, the disciples who participated in the competition can report to the ring where they are located. If the participant does not arrive, he will lose the round.

The bell rang, and within a moment, sixteen disciples were already standing in the eight rings. There was even more thunderous shouting in the stands, all cheering for their friends. The ancestors of the Jindan period on the observation deck were gone, and they were replaced by the heads of the peaks. Liu Yiwen looked at it slightly, and Uncle Luochen sat in the third position on the left-hand side.

At this time, several of them had dispersed, Wen Tao was already on the ring, and Yang Qiyin was observing his opponent in the A-shaped ring. Here, he kept an eye on the first match of the group. Qi Xiong took the remaining few people to cheer for Wen Tao. A man and a woman in the ring in front of him were listening attentively to a middle-aged man on the stage. This young man has a jade crown in his hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a sword in his hand, which is Wan Qingsong of Lei Jianfeng. And the girl's double bun, with eyebrows and apricot eyes, a round face still looks a little childish, and a short blade on the left and right is the Qin rainbow of the double butterfly peak.

It was just a moment of time, and the five-color light shields on each ring opened one after another, and for a while, shouts came and went.

Wan Qing loosened, and the sword had a glowing glow flowing and occasionally a dazzling flash of lightning could be seen. I saw him sitting on his horse with his waist down, and his sword seemed to slowly slash half a turn above his head, pointing at his opponent from afar. Qin Caihong's two short blades were no more than a ruler, shining with red and blue aura respectively. She crouched slightly, crossing her blades in front of her.

"Senior sister, be careful, my broken jade sword contains the power of thunder and lightning, and it is very powerful!" Wan Qingsong reminded calmly, revealing a strong confidence between his words.

"Senior Brother Xie reminds me, I'll pay attention!" Qin Caihong said slowly.

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Liu Yiwen watched intently from the audience, showing a solemn look from time to time. During the discussion yesterday, I heard that Wan Qingsong was already at the peak of the realm, and the power of the Falling Thunder Sword Technique was extremely great. The competition just now made him secretly frightened in his heart: but with tea kung fu, Qin Caihong has been defeated, and Wan Qingsong is just a picture of not doing his best. Liu Yiwen couldn't help but think that if he was to win, the chances of winning would be very slim.

At this time, he was already standing in the ring, and what was standing in front of him was Zhu Benjia, an acquaintance of the second senior brother Ding Xiaoshan. I only saw it once yesterday in front of the stone steps of the observation deck, but today I took a closer look. This senior brother of Fei Yu Peak has sword eyebrows, fair skin, and a faint smile on his face, giving people an easy to get along with. He looked thin, but he was radiant and obviously tough.

The senior in the condensate stage said with a straight face: "Listen to the two masters and nephews, this competition is a technical competition, and it is not allowed to use exercises that harm your life such as yin poison and disability." In addition, except for magic weapons, other auxiliary objects are not allowed to be used. In the end, if you feel defeated, you can stop it, and the other person can't do it again. If you violate the above points, you will be disqualified, understand?"

The two hurriedly said yes!

"Now that you've heard it all, let's get started!" said another condensate woman.

The two turned to each other, and their eyes met!

Zhu Benjia smiled faintly and said, "Senior Brother Liu, I didn't expect to meet so soon, still in the ring." ”

Liu Yiwen said: "Yes, I only met Senior Brother Zhu yesterday, and I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence." In the next competition, the senior brother does not have to be tied because of Senior Brother Ding's affection. Senior brother, I signed up this time with a learning attitude, and there is no luxury in the top ten. ”

Zhu Benjia's face showed surprise, and after a little thought, he understood: The opponent in front of him was also discussed by them yesterday, but he had just been promoted to the late stage, and his words of learning were not humble. So he said arrogantly: "I can't imagine that Senior Brother Liu is so straightforward! If he behaves for his brother, he will definitely make his junior brother laugh." This competition should only be a friendly competition between the same students, regardless of victory or defeat!"

Liu Yiwen let out a long laugh: "Okay! Senior brother, please advise!"

Boom!

The sword in Zhu Benjia's hand is like a white dragon going out to sea, he puts the sword across his chest, this sword is more than four feet long, the white light is shining, the spirit is shining, showing an extraordinary blade. He swung his two swords at random, and a soft sound of sneering was heard in the air. Then he said: "The name of this sword is called Baiguang, and it is a newly cast thing by the family teacher. ”

Liu Yiwen shouted hello. When the Zhengang Sword came into his hand, his momentum suddenly flourished, and all distracting thoughts were thrown out of his mind. Then he said in a deep voice: "The name of the sword is really strong, it is a gift from the master!

After that, the spiritual light on the Zhengang sword appeared, and the tip of the sword was more than half a foot long. The sword in his hand turned into a bolt of lightning and attacked Zhu Benjia from right to left. Zhu Benjia took two sharp steps back to avoid being hard shaken, and then the white light sword picked the middle of the Zhengang sword body from the bottom up.

When!when!

The sound of swords was endless. After more than ten rounds of close quarter-to-hand attacks with Zhu Benjia, Liu Yiwen lamented that the opponent's body was treacherous, like a civet cat. No matter how fast he is, it's always a fraction of a second.

He had no choice but to turn back and retreat, pinching the trick and whistling away with the wind blade. The sword in Zhu Benjia's hand rotated a few times at will, and the wind blade collapsed. Liu Yiwen didn't intend to cause trouble for the other party with this attack, and after a slight adjustment, his feet stood upright, his left hand pointed at the sky, and the spell in his mouth was together, and the aura on the Zhengang sword in his right hand became like substance.

Zhu Benjia, who was standing five zhang away, looked at Liu Yiwen so stunned, and his face showed a solemn look. He summoned a thick cyan shield, then the white lightsaber crossed his chest, and his left hand began to cast some kind of powerful spell.

"Senior brother, be careful! This move is called Jinghong, and the master has to personally guide him. ”

Zhu Benjia smiled and said, "Senior brother doesn't have to keep his hands, just do it!"

Liu Yiwen really swung his sword towards him, and a crescent light blade that was a foot long came out of the sword, and it was about to hit Zhu Benjia's shield.

Hum, after Zhu Benjia finished casting the spell, a circular light shield blocked his body, just in time to meet this earth-shattering blow.

There was a loud bang, and the light shield trembled. Liu Yiwen flashed with a different color, and then smacked twice. The shield of light eventually collapsed and dispersed.