"It's okay!"

The captain recovered from the shock, walked up to Li Ming, and asked about Li Ming's situation.

"fine!"

Hearing this, Li Ming shook his head with a pale face.

"Here comes someone! Take him to see the military advisor!"

After the captain confirmed that Li Ming was fine, he ordered two veterans to take Li Ming to the military doctor for treatment.

Walking onto the ring, the captain glanced at Wang Xian in awe.

Exuding powerful energy is the sign of a first-rate military commander.

He is a mid-level second-rate military commander and cannot compete with a "super-first-rate" military commander like Wang Xian who "exudes his power", so he should be respected.

But he did not forget his responsibilities, he withdrew his gaze and announced loudly:

"There is someone on the 95th, win!

Advance to the next round!”

When Wang Xian walked off the stage, he said again:

"In the next competition, I hope that everyone will stop clicking and not use heavy hands..."

After saying that, he said "the game continues", turned around and walked off the ring.

Next up were "No. 96" and "No. 115", both of whom were new recruits. Wang Xian looked at them for a while, then turned to look at Arena No. 6, looking for Sun Jian.

"Um?!"

Just when he saw Sun Jian walking slowly onto the ring, Wang Xian was startled and became confused.

Sun Jian’s number is No. 152. He started second in Arena No. 6, and he’s just going up now. Is the previous competition just over?”

Then he shook his head, put aside the doubts in his mind, and started reading silently.

In this competition, Sun Jian is a strong opponent, and there is no harm in knowing more about him.

Arena No. 6!

Sun Jian strode onto the ring carrying the ancient ingot sword passed down from his family, and stood in the center, waiting for his opponent.

Soon after, a young man in veteran's clothing walked up.

His name is Fang Chao, he is about twenty years old and more than eight feet tall.

Dressed in green clothes and holding a long sword, he looked heroic.

If you put it in modern times, it would be a huge "traffic"!

Fang Chao looked at Sun Jian, his eyes slightly raised, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, and he said arrogantly:

"Tell me your name, and a certain family will not fight against nameless ghosts."

Sun Jian raised his brows lightly, and said with a hint of gloom in his words:

"A certain Sun Jian!"

Fang Chao said contemptuously: "Sun Jian?! Never heard of it!"

“A certain home you will remember!”

Sun Jian half-squinted his eyes, stared at Fang Chao, and snorted coldly:

"Come on! Let me see if your strength is as arrogant as your mouth!"

"snort!"

Fang Chao's face darkened, he looked at Sun Jian with a serious look, and said in a cold tone:

"Since you want to be beaten, I will grant it to you!"

After saying that, the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and a silver-white long sword appeared in front of Sun Jian with a crisp dragon roar.

"Take my sword! Cut Huashan with all your strength!"

Fang Chao moved his right hand slightly, and the long sword made a circle and struck Sun Jian with a silver light.

"Buzz!"

The silver light is dazzling, and the sword sounds like a dragon.

A three-foot-long silver-white sword energy with a sharp edge swung down from top to bottom.

Zizzi~

The air seemed to be cut, making a sharp and harsh sound.

"snort!"

Sun Jian sneered. Even if he wanted to defeat him with such a move, he was overestimating his own abilities.

He turned slightly sideways and easily dodged Fang Chao's attack.

Before Fang Chao could slash the sword across the waist, the ancient ingot knife in his hand suddenly came out from bottom to top, slashing diagonally.

Extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Fang Chao and gave Fang Chao a direct blow.

"Um?!"

Fang Chao's face darkened. Sun Jian's reaction was a bit beyond his expectation. Before he could think about it, he slashed horizontally with his long sword, blocking the path of the ancient ingot sword.

boom!

A loud noise was heard.

Fang Chao was directly knocked away by the brute force of Sun Jian's ancient sword and almost flew out of the field.

Stabilizing his body, Fang Chao put away his contempt. Sun Jian was able to knock him away with one strike. His strength was definitely not weak.

You can't be defeated by him, you can only go all out.

"A couple of times!"

Fang Chao shook his slightly numb right hand, and his body shook violently. A deep chill erupted from his body, and a layer of white frost appeared all three meters around him.

The people watching the battle who were close to the ring felt a chill blowing against their faces.

“It’s so cold!”

The few spectators who couldn't bear the cold weather slowly retreated away from the arena.

“It’s definitely a bit cold!”

The rest of the people also expressed their own opinions.

However, they did not retreat, standing still and paying attention to the two people on the ring.

Obviously, this temperature has little effect on them.

"Another tester!"

Wang Xian looked at Fang Chao who was dueling with Sun Jian, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, "Three Immortal Swords of Death", one of the secrets of the Huashan School.

Except for the trialists, no one in this world knows how to use the "Three Deathly Swords".

“It’s getting more and more interesting!”

Wang Xian smiled. The tester who was facing off against Sun Jian was not weak, and was visually stronger than Pan Feng.

How much stronger, he couldn't determine.

We can only determine by watching his duel with Sun Jian.

At this time, on the sixth stage, Fang Chao found that Sun Jian was indifferent to his outburst, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and a sense of humiliation swept through his heart.

He is like a clown, singing a one-man show in front of everyone.

"You pissed me off, kid.

Today I will make you pay the price, no one can save you!"

Fang Chao roared: "I, Fang Chao said it!"

After saying that, the cold air around him suddenly increased, and the intense cold air caused countless white ice crystals to instantly appear around him, falling from the void like snow in winter.

"Thirty-six strong winds!"

The silver-white long sword quickly thrust out 4936 swords, and the sharp sword light covered Sun Jian like a violent storm.

He stabbed towards the vital point with every move.

Extremely cruel!

Sun Jian always responded indifferently, with nothing strange on his face, as if the person being attacked was not him.

"ah!"

Seeing Sun Jian scorning him so much, Fang Chao shouted angrily:
To be continued...