"Why did you give up your strength in the end?" Chen Jing suddenly asked when Li Haoran came back.

Li Haoran did not pretend to be profound and did not speak, giving people other daydreams.

He said straightforwardly: "Even if you try harder and fail to win in the end, there is no need to waste any more time."

"You admitted it simply enough, and you didn't leave any suspense to make me suspicious," Chen Jing raised her eyebrows in surprise, "But in this case, it will be impossible for you to challenge me."

Li Haoran said very calmly: "I misjudged your strength before. However, time is still very long, and warriors never determine their permanent superiority based on the moment."

"I'm in a good mood, I'll wait."

At this time, the referee on the ring called Chen Jing's name. He stood up slowly and left his last words.

"Originally, I ranked you and Lin Zhan together before, but now it seems that I still underestimated you a lot."

Ah cut!

On the audience stage, Lin Zhan rubbed his nose vigorously and muttered in his mind who was scolding him.

On the contestant bench, Li Haoran smiled lightly.

As proud as he is, he will always face up to his own problems. No matter if he fails for a while, time will tell who will make it to the end.

Game 5.

Chen Jing plays against Leng Changheng.

Chen Jing knew very little about Leng Changheng. He kept an icy face from beginning to end and did not talk to others. He even spent more time looking at his sword than at other people. His character can be imagined.

Know.

So, neither of them spoke.

until the game starts.

Chen Jing moved instantly, just like Chu Hao did in the last scene, a dazzling silver light flashed past, and the sharp blade struck straight at Leng Changheng.

Domineering! Direct! Swift!

Leng Changheng is not Li Haoran, or his style is not similar to his.

Facing this majestic sword, he never thought about defense.

The sweet sound of drawing a sword sounded.

Leng Changheng held a long sword, or he himself was an extremely sharp sword, and stabbed Chen Jing straight away.

Attack against attack!

In an instant, a series of symphony sounds of gold and iron sounded throughout the arena.

There are also those brilliant sparks that cannot stop, like fireworks in the night sky, which are particularly dazzling.

The spectators who were closer to the ring could not help but feel the hairs on their bodies stand up and goosebumps running through them at this moment.

This was stimulated by the cold light of the sword.

Even so, they still didn't dare to waste a second or blink. The scene in front of them was definitely a feast of cold weapons, and they were fascinated by it.

Leng Changheng is indeed as good as the outside world with his swordsmanship.

If Qi Qingxu's swordsmanship is upright, then his is the complete opposite, purely extreme.

Just like now, every time he strikes at places that ordinary people wouldn't expect, specializing in key and fatal places. The sword is even covered with afterimages, making it difficult for others to detect who is the real person.

But the so-called others do not represent Chen Jing.

How could Leng Changheng's outstanding swordsmanship be compared to his Half-Step Enlightenment Realm?

As for the so-called afterimage ghost, how could it escape his eyes?

The eye orifices of the Hidden God Source Wisdom Sutra - open!

Under a pair of eyes as bright as stars, all the enemy's movements can be seen before his eyes.

Chen Jing didn't want to waste any more time.

Half-step to the realm of enlightenment - open!

Quick victory!

The blade suddenly stood at a certain point in the void.

There was a clang.

When Leng Changheng's face showed obvious surprise for the first time, the sword in Chen Jing's hand seemed to predict the future, blocking his attack one step ahead, and the power contained in the sword even more directly swung his long sword away.

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Right at this moment!

Chen Jing took a heavy step forward with her right foot.

As if all thoughts of dodge disappeared at this step, Leng Changheng could only watch the sword fall majestically.

Like the thunder from the sky falling from the sky, a dazzling silver lightning swept everything with the brilliant power of heaven.

Thunder Knife-Three Powers!

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and Leng Changheng quickly bit his tongue to calm down.

He knew he couldn't dodge this knife, so he had to fight tooth and nail!

Ghost killing!

The dark sword light lingered on the sword, and with a ghostly howl, the long sword in Leng Changheng's hand stabbed straight away like a shadow.

boom!

After a heavy sound, half of the broken sword whirled out, and was finally inserted into the ground beside it.

The owner of the sword, Leng Changheng, was half-kneeling on the ground, motionless.

"To go too far blindly can only lead to extremes that make it difficult to extricate yourself. I think all primary school students know this principle."

After leaving these words, Chen Jing, who was unscathed, Shi Shiran walked off the stage.

Leng Changheng stared at his back blankly and moved his lips.

At this point, the winner's group match ends.

Shang Qingmei, Wei Zhuohua, Xue Han, Chu Hao, and Chen Jing were the first to qualify for the North-South Competition.

The defeated Wu Hengyu, Qi Qingxu, Ye Teng, Li Haoran and Leng Changheng have to compete with the top five in the loser group for the last five places.

But all this is over with Chen Jing for the time being.

During the next period of rest, he can watch these people's games with peace of mind.

Time passed bit by bit, and the competition was in full swing.

It was about the last chance, and all the remaining people devoted 120% of their energy.

No one wanted to admit defeat, and the matches on all fields became more intense and extremely bloody.

The last game going on at this time is Li Ziyi versus Wu Hengyu.

The winner will decide the last place to participate.

It has to be said that Qi Qingxu, a master of flowers, does have two skills. He was the first to obtain one of the remaining five qualifications. Finally, he did not overdo his pretense and capsized in the gutter.

The remaining three who have been confirmed are Ye Teng, Li Haoran and Leng Changheng.

After all, they are in the winner's group, so their physical strength should be stronger. Overall, the battle was not dangerous.

As for the remaining Wu Hengyu and Li Ziyi, who can win?

Needless to say, Wu Hengyu, although he lost to Shang Qingmei, his strength is definitely at the level of a seeded player.

It was said beforehand that Li Ziyi himself was very strong. If he hadn't been too careful and had bad luck running into Chen Jing, he would have probably won the spot in advance. His true strength is definitely not inferior to the seeds.

player.

So the two of them were completely tit for tat, and they were still in a stalemate after fighting for a long time.

Drops of blood dyed the arena floor a dark red.

At this moment, Wu Hengyu and Li Ziyi were exhausted.

Li Ziyi's body had already been scarred with more than a dozen severe stab wounds, and Wu Hengyu had similar injuries, with two new deep wounds that were particularly conspicuous on his body.

All the trump cards have been revealed, and the only thing competing now is perseverance.

They had just separated for less than a second, and the two were once again entangled.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes

Five minutes later, under the anxious gazes of everyone, one of the two tightly entangled figures finally slowly fell down.

After a pop sound.

What was left to everyone was a face dripping with blood and two swords he was holding tightly.

finally,
Chapter completed!