Liu Fan's words made everyone cheer loudly, and the powerful momentum was extremely violent, and Wang Qian felt a little trembling when he stood on the stage.

The scuffle is also a little different from what Wangqian originally thought, no wonder there are three rings in the middle, it turned out that the nine people were to be divided into three groups, according to the order of the draw, the first group to play was Misty City and Dongcheng.

The strength of the two groups of Misty City and Dongcheng can be said to be comparable, each with one mid-level qi and two early-stage qi levels.

The strength of the two teams seems to be comparable, but Wang Qian feels that the old man in the middle of the qi level of Misty City is a little not simple, and his breath is a little cold, and he knows at a glance that he is not a good character.

As if they had made an appointment, the six of them flew to their respective rings in twos and twos, just as Wangqian thought. The mid-level masters of the two sides were in the same group, and as for the other four, they were also divided into groups, and as soon as they arrived in the ring, the two sides confronted each other.

The tortoise's face was indifferent, and there was no worry on it, as for Duan Youshen, he looked at the other two groups of early-stage qi level masters, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

In the cheers of everyone, the three groups of masters shot almost at the same time, and suddenly the swords and swords in the ring were endless.

For a master like Wangqian, such a competition really makes him a little visually tired and has nothing to look at. It's the mid-level masters of Misty City who have been restrained, and they look like they can't let go.

The tortoise also explained to the willow fan from time to time, just like the commentator of the World Cup in the secular world, and he looked flattering, as for the old man next to the willow fan, he kept his eyes closed, as if he was not interested in the fight in the ring.

In Wang Qian's opinion, the old man's momentum was much stronger than that of Li Lianying he met in the secular world, and it was very likely that he had reached the heaven level.

In this regard, Wang Qian also felt a little surprised, according to his understanding, the ancient martial artists who entered the heavenly level could be said to be a rare existence, but in a misty city, he met it.

As if sensing that someone was staring at him, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and a fine light seemed to emerge from his eyes, looking in the direction of Wangqian.

"Awesome. Wang Qian secretly sighed in his heart, he was just observing with his divine sense just now, but he didn't expect the other party's observation power to be so sensitive, and the heaven-level master really had his superiority.

The old man frowned, as if he hadn't noticed anything abnormal, and after his eyes stayed on Wang Qian's body for a few breaths, he ignored it and continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

The battle in the ring became more and more intense, and the No. 3 ring was where Liancheng was located, and Liancheng was a little embarrassed at this time, and even the gray clothes on his body had been cut out of a few cuts.

However, his opponent was even more embarrassed, his whole body was disheveled, the big knife in his hand was propped up in the ring, and his right shoulder was also pierced by Liancheng's soft sword, and blood flowed.

Wang Qian could see at once that among the two, it seemed that their cultivation was about the same, but it was obvious that Liancheng's combat experience was much richer than that of the other party.

Liancheng is also a master, he has fought with Liancheng, and knows that Liancheng's advantage lies in sneak attacks, but in such a head-on confrontation, it is indeed good to be able to hit the other party hard.

"Hmph, suffer death......" Lian Cheng didn't spare his hand, the soft sword in his hand quickly swung several sword shadows, and the entire ring seemed to be filled with sword shadows, and his opponent was the first to bear the brunt, with a dignified face.

Although he was injured, the opponent's fighting spirit did not diminish at all, grabbed the big knife with both hands, and immediately jumped up, and the momentum did not belong to Liancheng at all.

The powerful sword momentum seemed to be unaffected by the sword shadow at all, and in mid-air, the robe floated up, but the killing intent on the old man's face was even worse, and the big knife in his hand seemed to split Liancheng in half.

Seeing this, Liancheng's pupils shrank, but he didn't look flustered, and he immediately jumped up, and his speed was no less than that of the other party.

"Boom Qiang ......"

The sword light against the sword shadow, and the ground rose again, and there were more and more wounds on the two of them, but Liancheng was better after all, and when he landed, the soft sword in his hand had already stabbed into the other party's lower abdomen.

"Poof......

Liancheng's soft sword quickly drawn, but he didn't continue to attack, staring at the other party with both eyes. There was no doubt that the opponent was seriously injured and was no longer able to fight, so he put away his big knife with difficulty, clenched his fists into the ring and said, "I lost." ”

After finishing speaking, this person was a little unable to support it, Duan Youshen frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, just waved his hand and motioned for his subordinates to help this person down.

Liu Fan nodded lightly and didn't say anything, but at this time, the old man beside him opened his eyes, looked at Liancheng, and thoughtfully, "What a familiar swordsmanship......

With the end of the battle in the No. 3 ring, the duel in the No. 2 ring is also coming to an end, although the strong man in Misty City has an unstoppable momentum in front of him, the mace in his hand has smashed the opponent's shoulder out of several wolf tooth holes, and the flesh and blood are blurred. But the other party seems to have grasped his weakness, and every time he skillfully dodges the opponent's weapon.

In the long run, the strong man of Misty City was also exhausted, like the end of a strong crossbow, and was easily defeated by the other party, seeing that the opponent's sword was about to stab his chest, he had to shout out to admit defeat.

The melee only needs to divide the winner and loser, there is no need to put the other party to death, since the other party has already admitted defeat, there is no need to make a dead hand.

As a result, the battle between Misty City and East City is now one-to-one, with one win each.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the No. 1 ring, and at this time, the two strong men in the No. 1 ring were more and more cracked, and even the green bricks in the ring were also shattered.

"Come again!" The clothes on the master of Dongcheng were also torn several times, and there were several whip marks on his body. But he had no intention of retreating, but became more and more courageous.

"Good brave ......" Wangqian stood on the side of the rostrum, and it could be said that it was the closest place to the No. 1 ring. He also felt the fighting spirit of the master of Dongcheng.

The old man's weapon on behalf of the misty city is a long whip, and every time he throws it out, it seems to have a trace of cold aura, and his opponent's weapon is a mountain opening knife, perhaps because of the blood nature of the middle-aged man, every time he is thrown by the long whip, he looks indifferent, but he is more and more angry with himself, and the mountain knife in his hand is hard to split out with a fierce aura.

Yin cold against the fierce, the long whip and the mountain knife have been entangled together I don't know how many times, but the refining materials of the long whip are also extraordinary, and the mountain knife can't cut it off after several splits.

Wang Qian shook his head, the master of Dongcheng is indeed fierce, if such a person is placed on the battlefield, he is definitely a fierce general. But his opponent has the opposite attributes, and if he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, he is easy to lose.

Perhaps, if it is strong enough, even if the other party can restrain himself, in the face of absolute strength, he can ignore the other party.

The people on the field were even more excited, and everyone's enthusiasm was mobilized to the highest point at this moment. Even everyone blushed, indeed, such a battle is the most easy to arouse people's blood.

Wang Qian once again expected the result, although the representative of Dongcheng was fierce, but under the several lashes of the opponent's long whip, he was finally unable to parry, so he had to reluctantly admit defeat.

In the first battle of this first round, Misty City scored two points and Dongcheng scored one point.

This novel is from Reading Rim