Early the next morning, the sky was overcast, and there was a misty drizzle like smoke and fog, and the mountains were ethereal, dyeing the entire Qianlong Mountains into a fresh and elegant landscape painting.

It was about to start for the arena, and when Tan Yang walked onto the Flying Whale Spirit Boat with a haggard face, it attracted the attention of all the disciples such as Zhong Xiaoling, Jing Sidao, and Ling Guyan.

Zhong Xiaoling frowned and said: "Tan Yang, seeing that you can affect the wound when you walk, how can you continue to participate in the competition?" You listen to my advice, or give up, anyway, you are so young, there will be more opportunities in the future." ”

Tan Yang said: "Thank you for the kindness of the pavilion master, the disciple has made up his mind, I only insist on three rounds in this game, and if I don't win, I will automatically admit defeat." The opportunity that comes once in 60 years, the disciple doesn't want to waste it in vain, so he should treat it as a big luck, and he is willing to gamble and lose. ”

Jing Sidao shook his head and said, "Are you willing to gamble and lose?" Tan Xiaoyou, you are gambling with your own life. ”

Seeing that Tan Yang had made up his mind, everyone no longer persuaded each other, so that the lonely goose moved, and the flying whale spirit boat took off into the air, passed through the mist and rain, and flew towards the arena behind Jiuhua Peak.

Due to the significant reduction in the number of matches and the fact that they were distributed in 30 arenas, all the events were scheduled in the morning, and Tan Yang was assigned to the 21st arena, the fourth game.

Among the nine participating disciples of Linghai Pavilion, the first one to play was Ge Qinglan, the beloved son of Zhenhai Peak's master Ge Tingxuan, Ge Qinglan was the eighth layer of the Imperial Spirit, and his strength was second only to Ling Guyan among the disciples of Linghai Pavilion's generation, and his opponent was also a disciple of the Eighth Layer of the Imperial Spirit, and his strength was extraordinary, and it was said that he was among the top ten in the Thousand Dragon Gate.

The game just started. Ge Qinglan was suppressed to the death by the opponent's huge axe, and the fight was very hard. The shadow of the axe is all over the sky, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal. After more than a dozen rounds of fierce battles, both sides of the match were covered in bruises.

In the end, Ge Qinglan finally found a flaw in the opponent, and struck out a hearty Hanhai angry wave with all her strength, and the layers of sword waves were overwhelming, severely damaging the opponent and winning.

Next, Zhong Hongying and two other disciples appeared one after another, with two wins and one loss in three games.

Among them, the easiest to win is actually Zhong Hongying. Although her opponent was the ninth layer of the Imperial Spirit, as Tan Yang expected before the game, the disciple of the Thousand Dragons Sect had been seriously injured in the previous round and had not recovered, if it wasn't for Zhong Hongying, who had drawn the third layer of the Imperial Spirit, maybe he would have given up the game.

Zhong Hongying won, it should be said that the luck component accounts for at least seventy percent, even so it has attracted thunderous cheers from the audience, and even some young male disciples of Qianlongmen actually secretly hope that she can win. In this way, you will have one more chance to appreciate this first little beauty in the East.

The disciples of Linghai Pavilion were overjoyed, the victory of this little junior sister who loved flowers and flowers was completely unexpected. Lin Rongrong muttered over and over again that Jiren has his own heavenly help, Yuan Tiangang was so excited that he was incoherent, and Zhong Xiaoling was even more overjoyed. Even Jing Sidao smiled and exclaimed, "Pavilion Master Zhong, there is a successor to Linghai Pavilion!"

And then next. It was Tan Yang's turn to play.

Under the 21st arena, he was surrounded by the audience. In this Festival. There are only seventeen or eighteen contestants below the fifth level of the Imperial Spirit who have entered the third round, and these middle and low-level contestants of the Imperial Spirit are all extremely powerful, and almost all of them have a powerful magic weapon spirit treasure in their hands, which naturally attracts much attention.

Among them, Xie Xu, the young master of Qianlongmen, and Zhong Hongying, the young master of Linghai Pavilion, were the most dazzling, followed by the girl surnamed Yang who had defeated the disciples of Linghai Pavilion, which also aroused great curiosity among everyone.

Wang Zhengpei, Pan Renda, Xie Xun, Wang Susu and others were all present, Xie Xun had just defeated his opponent with an absolute advantage with the Qibao silver pestle in his hand; Wang Susu's match was arranged in the seventh game, and the opponent was a fellow senior brother of average strength, so it should not be much of a problem to win.

"It's coming, it's coming, Tan Yang is here. Xie Xun said in a low voice, "Have you noticed his complexion? His injuries should not have recovered as before, and the stinky boy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead is killing himself." ”

Wang Zhengpei witnessed Tan Yang's first two rounds of the competition, although he couldn't see how this kid won, but his contempt had quietly gone for the most part, and he said softly: "Don't be too happy, I always feel that this kid is weird, and he dares to continue to compete before his injury has healed, he shouldn't be stupid enough to do this, there must be something strange in it." ”

Wang Susu said disdainfully: "Auntie is too worried, Senior Brother Xie Luan Xie is not Sun Yan, he has already promised to take Tan Yang's head, so it will definitely be foolproof." Let's put our hearts in our stomachs and wait to see how the people of Linghai Pavilion collect the body of this kid!"

Wang Zhengpei stopped her with a look in her eyes and interrupted: "Shhh, be quiet, there are a lot of people here." ”

While a few people were whispering, the two referees on the stage had already cleaned up the scene and began to beckon Tan Yang and Xie Luan to come on stage and prepare for the game.

On the arena, Tan Yang and Xie Luan stood opposite each other, clasped their fists and saluted: "In Tan Yang of Xia Linghai Pavilion, I have seen Xie Daoyou. ”

Xie Luan looked about thirty years old, tall and mighty, with sword eyebrows and dignified eyes, dressed as a Confucian student, adding a bit of a gentle scholarly atmosphere to him.

"You are Tan Yang, who has admired the name for a long time. Xie Luan returned the salute and smiled, "In Xia Qianlongmen Xie Luan, I have learned Tan Daoyou's high tricks." ”

His words were gentle, like a spring breeze, but there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

After the salute, a law enforcement referee walked between the two and said loudly: "Two contestants, please prepare - start!" After saying that, he quickly pulled back.

As soon as the words fell, the ice spear in Xie Luan's hand suddenly burst into a bright light, and instantly swelled into a crystal clear spear more than a foot long, and with a wave of struggle, countless cold ice arrows shot out and roared towards Tan Yang.

"Whoosh ......!"

Wherever the ice arrow passed, the temperature plummeted, making people feel as if they were in the middle of a snowy field.

Almost at the same time, Tan Yang's hand was raised, and a black hill three or four feet high suddenly emerged out of thin air, blocking between the two.

"Bang bang bang!"

With the crisp sound of a storm, countless ice arrows shot down the hill, and the ice chips splashed everywhere, splashing a layer of misty water vapor, and the black hill only trembled slightly, unharmed.

"Despicable! despicable!" Pan Renda scolded in a distressed and hateful voice, "This is my Mofeng Chalcea, damn stinky boy, the stolen goods are actually used vigorously, shameless!"

Xie Luan couldn't hit a blow, his feet were a little bit, and the whole person flew up like a big bird, condescendingly crossed the hill, and pounced towards Tan Yang.

The person was in mid-air, and the ice gun in his hand was not idle, and with a wave, there was another dense field of sharp ice arrows, and ten thousand arrows shot at Tan Yang.

Timing, speed, and attack, there is no room for sending or giving the other party any respite, and the clouds and water are all in one go, which is worthy of the nine-layer realm of the Imperial Spirit.

In the face of such a powerful attack, Tan Yang naturally didn't dare to take it hard, and with a shake of his body, two Tan Yang suddenly appeared on the stage, one flew back sharply, and the other flashed to the side, dodging the rain of ice arrows and shooting towards Xie Luan.

"Illusion, illusion again!"

Under the arena, the audience who had seen Tan Yang's game shouted in unison.

Xie Luan had been specially reminded by Wang Zhengpei before the game, knowing that Tan Yang had this stunt, so he was not panicked at all, and the gun in his left hand shook, and a real gun gas shot on the ground, and then this power, a beautiful harrier turned over in mid-air!

After turning around, he raised his right hand and threw out a palm thunder, blasting towards Tan Yang, who had already circled behind the mountain, because he had already concluded without hesitation that this was Tan Yang's true body.

At this moment, a hideous sneer came from Xie Luan's ear drum, and the most terrifying thing was that this sneer actually came from behind him!

"Oh no, fooled!"

Xie Luan's heart sank, and a layer of cold sweat immediately broke out on his back, and sure enough, Tan Yang, who was judged by himself to be his real body, had been thundered into powder by the thunder in his palm, phantom!

At this time, it was the time when Xie Luan's old power had not been renewed, and it was definitely too late to fall back to the ground and deal with it calmly, so in desperation, he had to make a thousand catties of falling method and fell towards the top of the black hill under his feet.

However, to Xie Luan's great surprise, until his feet had already stepped on the top of the mountain, the other party did not take the opportunity to attack.

"Bang ......"

It was only at this moment that the rain of ice arrows that Xie Luan had just sent out shot into the forbidden light curtain of the arena, causing the light curtain to tremble.

And that Tan Yang's true body was standing on the edge of the arena in embarrassment at this time, with an ice arrow stuck in his leg, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, his face was pale, and his face was full of pain.

Xie Luan was overjoyed, and secretly called a fluke, "It turns out that it's not that this kid doesn't want to take advantage of the opportunity, but that he has more than enough heart and insufficient strength!"

As Xie Luan expected, after Tan Yang had deceived his opponent by casting the Wind Shadow Thousand Transformations just now, he really wanted to take the opportunity to send out another full blow, but as soon as the Wind Shadow Thousand Transformations were cast, his wounds also cracked, and under the severe pain, not only was he no longer able to hurt the enemy, but he was also shot by an ice arrow, which made matters worse.

This scene on the arena, everyone in the audience could see it clearly, Zhong Xiaoling and the other Linghai Pavilion people's hearts suddenly raised their throats, and the disciples of Qianlongmen cheered and cheered.

Wang Zhengpei breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I thought this kid had a lot of ability, it seems that it is nothing more than that, now he is already exhausted in donkey skills, waiting to die!"

Pan Renda never forgot to say: "Master, after killing Tan Yang, can you let the master be accommodating with Linghai Pavilion and ask for the disciple's Mofeng Rock Marrow back, that is the disciple's hard work for most of his life!"

Before Wang Zhengpei could answer, Wang Susu said excitedly: "Look, look! Senior Brother Xie is about to start a killing ring!"

(To be continued......)