The next morning

Yesterday, Qin Tianling absorbed it four more times before going back to rest. Because his soul power has been greatly enhanced, Qin Tianling is in a good mood. At this time, he is heading to the competition venue with Han Xiaoxiao and Xing Yin.

Qin Tianling whispered: "This game is important, but don't try too hard. I and Xing Yin will play first in the first and second single games of this game, so as to try not to expose Han Xiaoxiao's trump card and real strength. In the first and second team games, try to use less trump card to avoid the opponent from offsetting this trump card."

The two girls replied at the same time: "Yes."

Han Xiaoxiao continued: "And in the last round of this game, Qin Tianling will come back, Xing Yin, you will get the effect of paralyzing the opponent. In the end, Qin Tianling will be able to solve the opponent without using the trump card. However, we don't know what the opponent's strength is, so we should be prepared to adapt to the situation."

Competition table

Qin Tianling said: "Sure enough, the person we met last time was the leader of Fu Jian Sect. Then, the last time that was just a fake one."

Before Han Xiaoxiao could reply, the referee's voice sounded: "People captains of each team please come on stage to draw numbers."

Qin Tianling smiled, jumped onto the stage, and came to the lottery table. One after another, other captains also came onto the stage to draw numbers.

Suddenly, a figure beside Qin Tianling flipped his palm and a rune was directly printed on Qin Tianling's body.

And that figure was his "old acquaintance" - the leader of Fu Jian Sect.

"Puff-" A purple-gold flame spewed out, and in an instant it burned the runes clean. Then, a sting of the brain appeared in the head of the leader of the Talisman Sword Sect.

"Hmph," the leader of the Fujian Sect couldn't help but groan at the pain at this moment.

The referee said coldly: "Mu Tian, ​​what's going on?"

Mu Tian coldly forgot Qin Tianling's eyes and said in a deep voice: "It's okay."

The referee said again: "Captains, please come up and draw the number."

Qin Tianling slowly stepped forward, reached into the box, held it and held it, gently opened his palm, and a number appeared in his eyes: 2

At this time, Mu Tian also came over and drew a number. When he saw the number on it, he sneered and sent a voice to Qin Tianling: "Barewell, wait! I will definitely make you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Qin Tianling smiled and said, "I'll wait!" He then flew off the stage and walked towards Han Xiaoxiao and Xing Yin.

I will win this competition!

After the four captains stepped down, the referee said: "Fu Jianmen, the first single-player match of the Thunderbolt, please send someone to the court."

After the words came, two figures came on stage at the same time, one was Xing Yin in men's clothing, and the other was the regular team member of Fu Jianmen.

"The two sides retreated to the surroundings of the competition stage, and the competition began." With the referee's order, Xing Yin took advantage of the wind to float and reached the regular team member in a few breaths. Then, a light shout sounded: "Long Gangfeng!"

In an instant, more than a dozen wind blades swept in front of him, "No!" But after all, they had experienced many games, so they naturally had some strength. The regular team member raised his hands forward, and a shield made of earth blocked him forward.

Qin Tianling looked at the star skill issued by Xing Yin and said in surprise: "What a strong star skill, it is an immortal-level star skill!"

Han Xiaoxiao said: "Star skills are divided into fifth-level yellow, spiritual, immortal, saint, and emperor. The immortal-level star skills are of great power. The regular team member will suffer."

"Click--"

The power of the immortal-level star skill is indeed not something that ordinary people can resist. The earth shield that was choosing the team member forward instantly collapsed, and the storm hit him forward fiercely.

"Wow--" He vomited a mouthful of blood, wiped it dry quickly with his hands, gathering the star power to prepare for a counterattack, but he did not expect that he was just a star guard, and he was already a star soul master.

That's right, Xing Yin broke through the Star Soul Master round in these days, but there was no Star Soul yet.

Xing Yin flashed and instantly reached his back. He slapped out with a thick wind element with a palm. "Boom!" The team member squirted out another mouthful of blood and flew outside the competition field.

The referee said: "The first single match, the Thunder Pavilion won!"

After Xing Yin came down, Han Xiaoxiao asked, "Who will be in the next game?"

Qin Tianling smiled and said, "I'll go on, first, their captain has murderous intentions towards me. Second, one of their team members is seriously injured, so as the captain will naturally be very angry. Based on two points, Mu Tian will definitely go on, and Han Xiaoxiao needs to hide his strength. Xing Yin has just fought again, so it's perfect for me to go on."

"The second round of single player is on stage."

"Frozen Lei Pavilion, Qin Tianling."

"Fu Jianmen, Mu Tian."

"The competition begins!"

In an instant, the aura of the Five Wheels of the Mu Tianxing Soul Master burst out in full swing and rushed towards Qin Tianling. A white sword in his hand also appeared in his hand. Qin Tianling flipped his wrist and stabbed it out with a sword.

"when--"

The sound of the two swords colliding was heard, and then Mu Tian pressed his palm towards the sky. When the runes were about to shoot out, Qin Tianling's eyes flashed and his soul power stinged out. In an instant, all the runes disappeared, causing a stir in Mu Tian's body.

"Dragon flame destroyed and killed, dragon shape!" A shout sounded, and a purple-gold flame burned all over the body and rushed towards Mutian.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!