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There are only three groups of players competing in the fighting arena. One of them has fiery red hair, holds a silver whisk, and stands on a huge red gourd. It is Yang Zhuoer who has fought against Xie Ling before. His opponent has a rather big face.

The yellow sand filled the sky with every gesture, and the two of them fought together and they were evenly matched!

Yang Zhuoer is obviously much stronger now than when he fought against Xie Ling, but even so, he can't gain the slightest advantage. He doesn't know who his opponent is, so he probably won't be an unknown person!

The competition between the other two groups was equally exciting. In one group, a young man carrying a giant cauldron was particularly eye-catching. This young man looked about the same size as Xie Ling, but he had various magical powers. Even those who thought they had learned a lot

Xie Ling also felt a little dazzled by the complexity. He had all kinds of magical techniques at his fingertips, such as sharp metal technique, wood shadow technique, ground stab technique, etc., as if he could do anything!

His opponent is a famous sword cultivator. No matter how many magical powers the young man carrying the tripod uses, he will break them all with just one sword. The seemingly ordinary sword moves contain infinite power and change, and there is a hint of gloom in his eyes.

arrogant.

The competition in the third group was relatively small, but if you look carefully, you will find that it is no less exciting than the previous two groups. This is the first time that Xie Ling saw someone using a hoe as a weapon. The young man who drove the hoe

He was very tall and strong, and his spirit hoe turned into a hoe that was about 10 feet long. He smashed it towards the opposite side with hoe after hoe. There were no complicated moves or changes. It was just like hoeing the ground, tirelessly hoe after hoe.

His opponent majored in fire-based skills, but the flames he drove could not get within three feet of the boy. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that there was a thin layer of water mist around the boy. In addition to the gold-based skills he used to control the spirit hoe,

In addition to the law, he also practiced water-based exercises at the same time!

Three peculiar teenagers, three different styles, each one is so amazing, but at this time they are competing in the same venue at the same time, no wonder it attracts the attention of so many people, good-looking novel:!

"The red-haired boy's name is Yang Zhuo'er. He is the most outstanding disciple among the younger generation of Danyuan. He is skilled in both water and fire. His opponent is Shen Tong, who is ranked eighth in Xiushenyuan. He majors in earth-based techniques..." Liancheng Bi

I don't know when I came over.

"Householder" Xie Ling was shocked and hurriedly bowed.

"Look carefully, they may all be your opponents in the future." Lian Chengbi nodded, and then said: "The young man who resisted the tripod is called Ning Chen. He is known as the most talented disciple in Xiushen Academy. He has a rare

Of the four spirit bodies, except for the water element, the other four elements can be cultivated to the realm of other special bodies. His current opponent is

One of the Nine Talents of Cang Yue, Qing Ming is currently ranked number one in the Presbyterian Church." Lian Chengbi paused after saying this. Qing Ming's talent would be enough to rank among the top five even if it were applied to nearly a hundred sects in the entire Xuanwu Kingdom.

, Qing Ming, who was originally from the Sword Trial Academy, was forced to go by the Presbyterian Council after he emerged in the first year of junior high school, and the entire sect concentrated its efforts to train him.

"Qing Ming" Xie Ling murmured.

"The person playing the hoe in the last group is Fengyu, an outstanding disciple of Lingzhi Academy. He is a dual practitioner of both gold and water. He is also a young man with good talent. His opponent is Xu Yin of Xiushen Academy who is ranked tenth and majors in fire.

Tie Qigong method."

"By the way, how is your injury?"

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

"This is the fifth game"

"Then I still have a chance?"

"There are nine games in the group stage, and you have to win every one of them." Lian Chengbi looked at Xie Ling deeply and said.

"That's good. Seeing them competing down there makes my hands feel a little itchy!" Xie Ling said with a smile.

In the fighting field, Ning Chen felt for the first time that he was a little restrained in front of the same level of monks, and the opponent seemed to be deliberately trying to measure him. This feeling made Ning Chen very uncomfortable. He grinned and grabbed the giant cauldron behind his back and smashed it hard.

When the giant cauldron flew towards the opposite side, the cauldron was blazing with blazing flames. From a distance, it looked like a huge fireball. With a stabbing sound, the sword light was forcefully broken by the giant cauldron, and it rushed directly towards Qingming.

Qing Ming looked at the flaming giant cauldron coming towards him. He had been waiting for this moment. What he wanted to do most was to crush these so-called new geniuses without mercy, trample them under his feet, and strangle them in their cradle.

Among!

He turned the hilt of the sword with his hand, and the dark green long sword drew a circle in the air. Immediately, a huge black vortex dozens of feet wide appeared in the void opposite. A suffocating and terrifying aura came from inside, and it was about to hit it with one blow.

The fiery red giant cauldron was swallowed up inside..

"Black Death Light Sword!" Lian Chengbi blurted out uncontrollably.

Not far away, Jun Wuji's expression also changed drastically, and he clenched his hands tightly. He was defeated by Qing Ming's move last year!

Xie Ling secretly took a breath, this is the sword intention, this is definitely the sword intention that only swordsmen have!

The black vortex quickly disappeared. Qing Ming held a dark green sword and looked coldly at Ning Chen, who was looking at him with wide eyes. A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but Ning Chen's flaming red cauldron was nowhere to be seen.

Got it!

Ning Chen blinked his eyes, woke up from his daze and said: "I lost!" Then he turned and walked out of the field.

An old man wearing a moon-white robe at the Xiushen Monastery showed a smile on his face and murmured: "Qingming Ningchen should thank you. If it weren't for you, he would have made further progress.

It’s unlikely, but now there is a glimmer of hope!”

"Senior brother, I think Ning Chen is quite talented, but he is a little too casual. Situ is very doting on him. He has never suffered a big loss in Xiushen. This lesson will be of great benefit to his future growth!

"beside

An old man in gray robes beside him touched his short beard and then sighed and said: "I originally thought that Situ would have the hope of defeating Qing Ming this year, but unexpectedly he has cultivated his sword intention to an almost subtle level, below the foundation level.

No more invincible!"

"I'm afraid that's not possible!" The old man in a moon-white robe thought of a person and said faintly.

At this time, there were still two groups competing on the field. Yang Zhuoer and Shen Tong had reached the most critical moment. The yellow sand, water and fire covered the sky. Yang Zhuoer suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a ball of red flames.

The ball of fire was different from the flames spurting out of the big red gourd at his feet. The whole thing was fiery red without any trace of color. It was mixed with the flames and rushed towards the opposite side.

Xie Ling was slightly startled. This was Yang Fire. He didn't expect that Yang Zhuoer also practiced the Three Yuan True Fire Art. The purity of Yang Fire was no worse than his own. If Shen Tong, the secret channel, was not careful, he would probably suffer a big loss.

of!

Sure enough, Shen Tong didn't pay attention, and still urged the yellow sand to block it. The sandstorm rolled towards the raging flames, trying to extinguish the flames in the void like before.

The flames were caught in the sandstorm. The sand was moving very fast, and ordinary flames were wiped out before they could melt it. Yang Zhuoer tried to wash it away with water waves before, but the effect was minimal. Shen Tong's The Sandstorm Technique has been practiced to the point of proficiency, and the violent sandstorm is unmatched by ordinary disciples of the same level who practice this technique.

But an incredible scene happened! This time, the flames actually melted a gap in the yellow sand surrounding it, and the fire surged out from inside. Shen Tong couldn't avoid it, and his whole body was burned black and he fainted on the spot!

"Since the first day of the competition, we have witnessed the birth of another miracle today. In the sixth group, in the fifth game, the 89th-ranked Danyuan Yang Zhuoer defeated the eighth-ranked Xiushenyuan Shen Tong. This competition The biggest dark horse is born!" Wang Yangming's voice spread throughout the fighting arena.

Warm applause erupted from where the disciples of Danyuan were standing, and then the whole audience applauded and congratulated them. Regardless of the disciples of that academy, whether they knew him or not, Yang Zhuoer's name will resound throughout the entire fighting arena at this moment!

Xiu Shen Temple lost two groups in a row. Their eyes fell on Xu Yin, the last disciple left on the field. Xu Yin was ranked tenth in the sect below Foundation Establishment. He would not lose?

Xiushenyuan, which has always been arrogant, is now a little unsure, because the remaining opponents seem to be no worse than Yang Zhuoer who just won, but the situation on the field puts Xu Yin at a disadvantage!

Xu Yin has never faced such great pressure. This match will not affect his advancement to the next round, but the situation on the court makes him unable to afford to lose this match! If he loses again, the prestige of Xiushen Academy will be You will receive unprecedented challenges, which will have an unimaginable impact on future competitions.

He must not lose! He gritted his teeth and took out the thing he used to prepare for the finals. It was a palm-sized talisman with three blazing flames painted on it. This was a mid-level 'fire talisman', which was extremely powerful when activated. Compared with the all-out attack of the monks in the foundation-building stage, Xu Yin spent three hundred spiritual stones for this talisman. You must know that the talisman is different from the magic weapon. It is a one-time consumable and cannot be used continuously like the magic weapon. Three hundred yuan It's only used once, it doesn't have a certain net worth, but it can't be afforded!

Fengyu on the opposite side didn't seem to realize that the danger was coming. He was still like a farmer, hoeing over with hoe after hoe, without using any tricks at all, it was straightforward!

Xu Yin sneered and held out the magic talisman in his hand. At that moment, he saw a flash of light in the air, and three fireballs about ten feet in size appeared from the void. The fire flew to the opposite side like a wheel at Xu Yin's point. The surface of the fireball was glowing with blue. The fire glow looks very vicious!

The entire audience was in an uproar. No one had thought that Xu Yin, who was ranked tenth, would use a talisman on a D-level opponent ranked eighty-eighth. Although this was not against the rules, it smelled like a poor person. Could it be that he thought he had magical powers? Isn’t it enough to win this competition?

The face of the moon-robed old man standing in the Xiushen Temple's position in the stands suddenly turned ugly. To win, you must win glory, and if you lose, you must lose honestly. Ning Chen took the initiative to admit defeat. No one would blame him, except that the opponent he faced was very strong. Besides, he lost very openly and there was nothing disgusting about him.

Xu Yinze is different. He is ranked tenth in the sect and is not a disciple of the Weapon Refining Academy. Using a talisman on an opponent whose ranking is far lower than his will only be seen as incapable of controlling the competition in the eyes of others. Even if he can win in the end, it will be very difficult.

Disgraceful.
Chapter completed!