There are only three groups of players competing in the martial arts arena now, one of them has fiery red hair, holds a silver whisk, and steps on a huge red gourd, which is Yang Zhuo'er, who has fought with Xie Ling. His opponent's face was a little big, and the yellow sand was all over the sky between his gestures, and the two fought together and fought on a par with each other!

The current Yang Zhuo'er is obviously a lot stronger than when he fought with Xie Ling, but even so, he can't have the slightest upper hand, and he doesn't know who his opponent is, so he shouldn't be a lonely and unknown person!

The other two groups were equally exciting. In one of the groups, a teenager with a giant tripod is particularly eye-catching. This young man looks like Xie Ling is the same size, but all kinds of supernatural powers emerge in an endless stream, even Xie Ling, who thinks that what he has learned is very complicated, feels a little dizzy, and all kinds of divine telecommunications such as alchemy, wood shadow art, ground thorn technique 616161, etc., seem to be omnipotent!

His opponent is a famous sword cultivator, no matter how many magical powers the young man uses, he can break them all with just one sword, but the seemingly ordinary sword moves contain infinite power and changes, and there is a hint of arrogance in his gloomy eyes.

The third group is relatively small, but if you look closely, you will find that it is no less exciting than the first two groups. Xie Ling This is the first time to see someone use a hoe to make a tool, the young man who drove the spirit hoe is very tall and strong, the spirit hoe turned into a zhang Xu Chang smashed into a hoe in his hand to the opposite side, there are no complicated moves and changes, it is purely like a hoe tirelessly falling one hoe after another.

His opponent majored in fire-based exercises, but the flames he drove could not get close to the young man's three zhang, and if he looked closely, there was a thin layer of water mist shrouded around the young man's body, in addition to the gold system exercises that drove the spirit hoe, he also practiced the water system exercises at the same time!

Three peculiar teenagers, three different styles, each of them is so amazing, but at this time they are competing in one venue at the same time, no wonder they will attract the attention of so many people!

"That red-haired young man's name is Yang Zhuo'er, he is the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of the Dan Academy, he cultivates both water and fire, and his opponent is Shen Tong, the eighth-ranked cultivator of the Divine Academy, majoring in earth system exercises. "Lian Chengbi came over at some point.

"Homeowner 61616161" Xie Ling was shocked and hurriedly bowed down.

"If you look closely, they may all be your opponents in the future. Lian Chengbi nodded, and then said: "The young man who resisted the Ding is called Ning Chen, known as the most talented disciple of the Divine Cultivation Academy, with a rare four spirit bodies, except for the water system, the other four systems can be cultivated to the realm of other special physiques, his current opponent is one of the nine Jun of Cangyue, and the current number one elder will be Qing Ming." Lian Chengbi paused when he said this, even if Qing Ming's talent is put into the top five even if it is put into the Xuanwu Kingdom, nearly a hundred sects of all sizes are enough to rank in the top five, Qing Ming, who was originally born in the Sword Trial Academy, was forced to go by the Council of Elders after he emerged in the first year of junior high school, and concentrated the strength of the whole sect to cultivate.

"Qing Ming 61616161" Xie Ling muttered.

"The last group of hoes is Feng Yu, an outstanding disciple of the Lingzhi Academy, who is a dual cultivator of the gold and water departments, and is also a young man with good talents. His opponent was Xu Yin, the tenth-ranked cultivator of the Divine Academy, who majored in fire exercises. ”

"By the way, how are your injuries?"

"It's no big deal, homeowner, how many games have been played in the group stage now?"

"This is the sixteenth 61616161"

"And I still have a chance?"

"There are forty-five games in the group stage, five games a day, a total of nine days, each player has to play nine games, one game a day, you and Jun Wuji retired due to injury, and have missed two games. Lian Chengbi glanced at Xie Ling deeply and said.

"That's good, seeing them compete below, my hands are a little itchy!" Xie Ling said with a smile.

In the martial arts arena, Ning Chen felt for the first time that he was a little restrained in front of the monks of the same level, and the other party seemed to be deliberately stretching out him, this feeling made Ning Chen very uncomfortable, grinning and backhanding grabbed the giant tripod behind him and smashed it to the opposite side 616161 Juding's body exuded raging flames when he flew over, it looked like a huge fireball from a distance, and the sword was broken by the giant tripod in the sound of stabbing, and rushed directly towards Qing Ming.

Qing Ming looked at the smashed fiery red giant, he was waiting for this moment, for these so-called new genius boys, what he wanted to do most was to mercilessly trample them under his feet and strangle them in the cradle!

His hand turned the hilt of the sword, and the dark green long sword drew a circle in the air, and immediately a huge black vortex with a width of dozens of zhang appeared in the void opposite, and a suffocating terrifying aura came out from it, swallowing the fiery red giant ding that smashed into it in one gulp.

"Black Dead Lightsaber!" Lian Chengbi couldn't help but blurt out.

Jun Wuji, who was not far away, also changed his complexion, his hands were clenched, he was defeated by Qing Ming last year!

Xie Ling secretly took a breath of cold air, this is sword intent, this is definitely the sword intent that only swordsmen have!

The black vortex disappeared quickly, Qing Ming held the dark green long sword and looked coldly at Ning Chen, who was looking at him with wide eyes on the other side, the corners of his mouth involuntarily showed a contemptuous smile, but Ning Chen's fiery red giant tripod was gone!

Ning Chen blinked, came to his senses and said, "I lost!" and then turned around and walked to the sidelines.

An old man in a moon-white robe at the location of the Cultivation Temple showed a smile on his face, and muttered: "Qing Ming 616161 Ning Chen should thank you, if it weren't for you, it would be impossible for him to go further, but now there is a glimmer of hope!"

"Senior brother Gao Jian, Ning Chen's talent is good, but he is too casual, Situ is very doting on him, he has never suffered a big loss in the Cultivation Academy, with this lesson, it will indeed be of great benefit to his future growth!" An old man in a gray robe next to him touched his short beard and then sighed and said: "I originally thought that Situ had a hope of beating Qing Ming this year, but he actually cultivated his sword intent to the point of almost subtlety, and there was no opponent below the foundation building!"

"I'm afraid this 616161 not like!" the old man in the moon white robe thought of a person, and said faintly.

At this time, there were still two groups left on the field to compete, Yang Zhuo'er and Shen Tong had reached the most critical moment, the yellow sand and water and fire covered the sky, Yang Zhuo'er suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a red flame, this fire was different from the flames gushing out of the big red gourd under his feet, the whole was fiery red, without a trace of variegation, it was mixed in the flames and rushed to the opposite side.

Xie Ling was slightly stunned, this is Yang Huo, I didn't expect Yang Zhuo'er to cultivate the Three Yuan True Fire Technique, the purity of his Yang Fire is no worse than his own, if Shen Tong doesn't pay attention, he will probably suffer a big loss!

Sure enough, Shen Tong didn't pay attention, and still urged the yellow sand to block it, and the sandstorm swept wildly towards the surging flames, wanting to extinguish the flames in the void as before.

The flames were swept up in the sandstorm, the speed of the wild sand was very fast, and the ordinary flames were wiped out before they could melt it, Yang Zhuo'er had tried to wash it away with water waves before, but the effect was very small, Shen Tong's sandstorm technique had been cultivated to the point of perfection, and the fierceness of the wild sand was not comparable to the disciples of the same level who cultivated this technique.

But an incredible scene appeared! This time, the flames actually melted a gap in the yellow sand that was enveloping it, and the fire gushed out from inside, Shen Tong couldn't dodge, and was burned all over his body and fainted on the spot!

"Since the first day of the competition, we have witnessed the birth of a miracle today, in the sixteenth and sixth groups, the eighty-ninth ranked Danyuan Yang Zhuoer defeated the eighth-ranked Shen Tong of the Cultivation Academy, and the biggest dark horse in this big competition was born!" Wang Yangming's voice spread throughout the entire martial arts arena.

Warm applause erupted from the position of the disciples of the Dan Academy, and then the audience also applauded and congratulated, whether it was the disciple of that academy, whether they knew it or not, at this moment Yang Zhuo'er's name will resound throughout the martial arts arena!

The Divine Cultivation Academy lost two groups in a row, and their eyes fell on Xu Yin, the last remaining disciple on the field, Xu Yin's sect was ranked tenth below the foundation of the foundation, he wouldn't lose, right?

The Cultivator Academy, which has always been arrogant, is now a little uncertain, because the remaining opponents don't seem to be worse than Yang Zhuo'er who won just now, and the form on the field is that Xu Yin is at a disadvantage!

Xu Yin has never faced such pressure. This competition will not affect his progress to the next round, but the shape on the field will make him unable to afford to lose this competition! If he loses again, the prestige of the temple will be unprecedentedly challenged, and it will have an unimaginable impact on future competitions.

He gritted his teeth and took out the things he used to prepare for the finals, it was a palm-sized spirit rune, with three raging flames painted on it, this was a mid-level 'fire yuan talisman', after activation, the power was comparable to the full force of a monk in the foundation building period, for this talisman, Xu Yin spent three hundred spirit stones. You must know that the talisman is different from the magic weapon, it is a one-time consumable, and it cannot be used continuously like the magic weapon, three hundred yuan is only used once, and there is no certain net worth, but you can't afford to play!

Feng Yu on the other side didn't seem to realize the danger coming, he was still like a farmer, smashing over with a hoe and hoe, without spending any tricks, straight to the point!

Xu Yin sneered, sacrificed the spirit talisman in his hand, and saw a flash of spiritual light in the air, and three large fireballs appeared from the void, this fire flew to the opposite side like a wheel under Xu Yin's point, and the surface of the fireball was glowing with blue fire, which looked very vicious!

The audience was in an uproar, no one thought that Xu Yin, who was ranked tenth, would use a talisman on a D-level opponent ranked eighty-eighth, although this was not a violation, but it had the taste of poor donkey skills, did he think that his supernatural powers were no longer enough to win this competition?

The face of the old man in the moon robe where the temple was located in the stands suddenly became difficult to look at, winning had to win brilliance, and losing had to lose sharply, Ning Chen took the initiative to admit defeat No one would blame him, except for the strong opponent he faced, he lost very frankly, there was no such thing as disgusting.

Xu Yin is different, he is ranked tenth in the sect, and he is not a disciple of the Refining Academy, and using a talisman against an opponent whose ranking is far lower than his own will only be considered powerless in the eyes of others, and even if he can win in the end, it will be extremely disgraceful.

Of course, in Xie Ling's eyes, he didn't have such a consciousness, but he felt that this was a good choice, and he had the ability to have more spirit stones! How high-end and atmospheric a monk who could smash people with spirit runes! His eyes were full of envy.