After the first battle of the melee, it was directly a contest between the city lords. This arrangement is indeed fairer, after all, after the first battle of the first round, the combat effectiveness of the losing side has been greatly reduced, and it must need to rest.

Similarly, after the first game of the second round, there will be time for the second group to match, although it will take longer, but at least it is fair.

Tortoises, Duan Youshen, and Rong Le stepped forward and drew lots each, according to the rules, after the first and third were separated, the winner would face the second, so that the champion could be decided. The remaining two went on to compete for second place, and the second place had priority for the east and west cities.

According to the previous format, such a campaign could be completed in half a month, but this time the third round of the competition has been added, and the time will naturally be extended.

To Wangqian's surprise, Rong Le actually drew the second number, that is to say, he also had to wait for the next round to play, but Rong Le's face was calm and he didn't care too much.

It was also the first time that Wangqian saw the tortoise's weapon, which turned out to be an iron fan, which made Wangqian feel a little surprised. With a slight leap of his feet, he came to the second ring. Immediately, he put away the fan and stood with his hands in his hands, looking at Duan Youshen lightly.

Duan Youshen smiled slightly, and also jumped up, landed in the ring, and made a move, the sword in his hand made a groaning sound, which was extremely harsh.

"It seems that Brother Duan's martial arts have made considerable progress, if it wasn't for a fluke back then, Lu would have suffered a loss on this Soul Sword. The tortoise smiled, and with a wave of the iron fan in his hand, there was a buzzing sound in the air.

It seems that the tortoise doesn't care, in fact, he doesn't dare to underestimate Duan Youshen, it seems that Duan Youshen's progress is indeed great, in the past few years, although Duan Youshen is still in the early stage of the qi level, he also feels that Duan Youshen's skills are a lot deeper.

"Brother Lu has won the award, not to mention that it is in the three cities, even in Xiangjun, Brother Lu's strength is also ranked first, where do you dare to show ugliness in front of Brother Lu. Duan Youshen also said politely, but there was not much jealousy in his eyes.

The tortoise also felt Duan Youshen's self-confidence, although his cultivation over the years was also a lot more exquisite, but the other party was not weaker than him.

"Haha, you and I don't need to be polite, I see the real chapter under my hands, and I hope that Brother Duan will show mercy to his subordinates later......" Although the tortoise said so, the iron fan in his hand had already waved, and the next moment, the iron fan brought a gust of wind and roared towards Duan Youshen.

Duan Youshen smiled slightly, his face didn't pay much attention to it, and with the help of the Soul Sword in his hand, he immediately jumped up, easily avoiding the strong wind.

The tortoise didn't care, it was just a dish, and then the speed burst out, and at the same time, the iron fan in his hand seemed to conjure up fan bones, exuding a fierce aura, as if ordinary people would be seriously injured as long as they came into contact with this sharp aura.

"Drink...... A Thousand Doors!"

The tortoise let out a loud shout, and the iron fan in his hand pulled up an iron door at this moment.

This is not a real iron door, but because the tortoise's speed is too fast, the iron fan in his hand seems to be drawing an iron door, and this iron door is directly placed horizontally in this space.

Wang Qian also saw that this tortoise really has some skills, and being able to put on such a hand shows that the tortoise's internal strength is indeed strong.

As long as Duan Youshen landed, he would definitely be injured under the aura of this fierce iron fan.

Duan Youshen smiled slightly, he didn't care, and immediately did a somersault, and the Soul Sword in his hand was directly pressed down towards the tortoise's head, and it was actually about to stab the tortoise's head.

"Hmph......" The tortoise immediately snorted coldly, and the iron fan in his hand did not decrease in speed, and with a shake of his right hand, the iron fan in his hand was divided into two, directly blocking the top of his head.

"Qiang Qiang ......"

......

The iron fan and the soul sword collided, making a piercing sound, and the next moment, the tortoise's other iron fan was thrown directly upward, bringing up a cold light, as if under this cold light, everything would be cut into two pieces.

Wang Qian also nodded secretly, this tortoise is indeed powerful, and the iron fan in his hand is even more perfect. If you are a cultivator, you can control the magic weapon through your divine sense, but compared to the ancient martial artist, this is very difficult, and the tortoise also has its own means.

"Huh?"

Duan Youshen frowned, but quickly turned over in the air, trying to avoid this iron fan.

However, the speed of the iron fan was indeed fast, and although Duan Youshen had tried his best to avoid it, he was still hit by the iron fan, making a long cut.

The tortoise was unforgiving, reached out and took over the iron fan in the air, and immediately jumped up.

"Drink ......"

The sword in Duan Youshen's hand quickly stabbed out at this time, but he wanted to take advantage of the distraction of the tortoise jumping up, and the speed suddenly became faster.

The tortoise's face also changed, but he didn't panic much, and the iron fan in his hand blocked in front of him, wanting to block Duan Youshen's blow.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

At this time, the Soul Sword in Duan Youshen's hand was instantly withdrawn, and he immediately slashed his index finger on the sword, making a soul-stirring sound.

At this time, the old man sitting on the rostrum also suddenly opened his eyes, and he was also a little surprised when he looked at the Soul Sword in Duan Youshen's hand, but he didn't pay attention to it anymore.

Wang Qian also felt that the Soul Sword in Duan Youshen's hand was a little extraordinary, and he even attacked with a trace of Divine Soul, although it was very weak, but his powerful Divine Soul was also clearly perceived.

It didn't make a difference to him, but for the tortoise, it was a threat that caught him off guard.

"Poof......

Even though the tortoise couldn't help it, he quickly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face changed greatly, and the two iron fans in his hand quickly merged into one, directly blocking in front of him, which made him feel more relaxed.

"Qiang Qiang ......"

Duan Youshen's movements were even faster, and the next moment the Soul Sword in his hand had already stabbed at the iron fan in the tortoise's hand, making a crisp sound, and the Soul Sword in his hand quickly slashed, and lightning splashed between the two.

The tortoise knew that he had fallen into passivity, but he didn't dodge, when he put away the iron fan and directly pushed out the soul sword, the next moment, he used the fan as a sword and stabbed Duan Youshen with attack as defense.

It seemed that Duan Youshen guessed that the tortoise would have such a move, and the Soul Sword in his hand quickly blocked horizontally and protected it on his chest. Perhaps the tortoise's offensive was so strong that it directly knocked Duan Youshen back several steps, and the momentum continued unabated.

"Interesting!" Duan Youshen suddenly smiled, continued to take a few steps back, and saw that he was about to fall off the ring, so he immediately turned sideways and waved the Soul Sword with his backhand.

"Tear the ......"

It wasn't the sound of the cloth cracking, but the sound of the Soul Sword slashing through the tortoise's shirt and continuing to pull out a scar, which was mixed with the sound of the Soul Swinger, clear and dull.

Even though Tortoise Dang's face was pale, the iron fan in his hand was quickly drawn.

"Qiang ......"

The iron fan directly blocked the Soul Swinging Sword, and the next moment it was also a cold light that flew out, flying directly towards Duan Youshen's abdomen.

"Humph......"

Duan Youshen frowned, and the speed of retreat was faster, he knew very well that if he didn't avoid this sword cold, he would definitely be seriously injured.

"No!" Duan Youshen said secretly in his heart, and made a decision right away. Quickly turned sideways and continued to shoot forward.

Duan Youshen's internal force was also behind him, and the internal force was poured into the Soul Sword in his hand, and the Soul Sword seemed to make a dull sound, and it was suddenly wrapped in white light.

"You're crazy!" The tortoise's face changed drastically, he didn't expect Duan Youshen to be so resolute, and he would kill himself at the cost of being seriously injured.

"Qiang ......"

"Hiss......"

The tortoise forcibly withdrew the iron fan that was drawn towards the other party, and slapped it towards the Soul Sword, making a "bang" sound, but despite this, his abdomen was still opened by the Soul Sword in Duan Youshen's hand, and the blood flowed.

"I didn't expect you to be so ruthless!" The tortoise quickly took a few steps back while covering his wounds, staring at Duan Youshen with an ugly expression.

Duan Youshen smiled slightly, although he was also injured, but compared to it, his injury was nothing, he felt that it was worth it, because the tortoise no longer had the strength to fight.

"Brother Lu, ...... concession" Duan Youshen hugged his fists and said very politely.

The tortoise was a little unwilling, and the iron fan in his hand was about to attack again, but soon he felt a little powerless, he was not lightly injured, and if he continued like this, he would definitely lose.

"I lost ......" Tortoise spit out these three words with some difficulty, he didn't expect Duan Youshen's strength to improve so quickly, and he was even more handy with the use of the Soul Swinging Sword.

What he didn't expect was that Duan Youshen would choose a lose-lose style of play, although his injuries were not serious.

"Luck, luck......" Although Duan Youshen's words were polite, the smile on his face was even worse, for him, the tortoise was more difficult to deal with than Rong Le, as long as he defeated the tortoise, he would have more confidence in Misty City.

Thinking of this, Duan Youshen also turned his head to look at Rong Le and smiled meaningfully.

Rong Le also looked at Duan Youshen, and there seemed to be a raging fire burning between their eyes, and Wang Qian, who was standing beside Rong Le, also felt Rong Le's fighting intent, and he was not weaker than Duan Youshen at all.

"In the first game of the second round, the main section of Dongcheng has a deep victory!"

After a while, Jia Qicai announced in a deep voice.

"Hoo ......"

"Hiss......"

"It turned out that the East City Lord won?"

"Long live the Duan City Lord!"

......

After Jia Qi announced the results, everyone reacted, it turned out that the Lord of Lu City had lost? It was impossible, but although some people didn't want to believe it in their hearts, the supporters of Dongcheng had already shouted, joy, surprise, and cheers resounded in the sky.

The tortoise's face was ugly, but he quickly adjusted, looked at Duan Youshen and said, "Duan City Lord is very capable, Lu has seen it today." ”

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