The strong man felt a little decadent. From the blow just now, he knew that he could not be Xu Tianlei's opponent and refused to give in.

Seeing that the other party admitted defeat, Xu Tianlei never looked at him for a long time and walked straight off the battlefield. When passing by Lu Lichen, he said, "I am looking forward to our duel."

"I'm looking forward to it too." After replying lightly, Lu Lichen returned to his calmness.

Although Jiang Liu's face was a little calm now, his heart was shocked by the lightning that had broken through the darkness.

I was also praying in my heart that it would be better not to meet him, otherwise he would be hit by the five thunders.

After Xu Tianlei's game ended, the next game was Zhao Changqing, who was the personal disciple.

Zhao Changqing ended faster than Xu Tianlei's one. As soon as he came on the court, the person on the opposite side was scared by Xu Tianlei's strength just now. He understood that Tianjiao could only compete with him at the same time, and surrendered without thinking.

The next game of the audience was shocked by the disciples. He held a long-handled sword and a green hat, and stepped onto the battlefield step by step.

When they saw this person, some disciples laughed. In the Lingjian Sect, basically, the disciples mainly use swords. A few people practice magic, and even fewer people control beasts. In the Lingjian Sect, they use swords, and they have long-handled big swords, which have never been used.

However, the man who walked up was not concerned at all. If it were the past, he might have cared about such a gaze, but after the battle of Duqiao, he realized and understood what other people's gaze had to do with him.

"Inner Gate, Liu Yu."

"Inner Gate, Qin Lie."

"I advise you to admit defeat, so that you won't be embarrassed if you wait."

Qin Lie said, looking at Guan Yu opposite him with a slight contempt in his eyes.

"If you just know nonsense, then Guan's knife will make you lose in an instant."

"Hahaha, this is the funniest joke I have ever heard. Come on! Come on, let me lose in an instant."

When the battle was in the audience, the disciples laughed loudly when they heard this.

"Huh! Isn't this person one of the people on the bridge that day?"

When Jiang Liu saw Liu Yu on the battle stage, he immediately remembered.

At this time, Liu Yu was calm in his heart when facing Qin Lie's ridicule. A trace of fighting spirit arose in his eyes, and a long sword in his hand trembled with it.

"In my eyes, a knife is a sword, and a sword is a knife. Let's see how someone defeats you with three swords."

As he said that, Liu Yu closed his eyes and a special wave arose.

"Three swords, let alone three swords, even if you give you thirty swords, you may not be able to defeat me. Forget it, I won't waste time with you."

After Qin Lie finished speaking, a circular flame arose beside him. As he drew an arc with his hands, the circular flame quickly gathered in his hands.

"fire..."

Before Qin Lie finished speaking, Liu Yu's eyes opened suddenly and slashed with a sound. The long sword in his hand was slashed down with a simple swing. Immediately afterwards, a blue half-moon sword light slashed out from his sword.

Seeing this, Qin Lie on the opposite side sneered and the flames in his hand instantly struck the sword light.

The next second, the sword light broke through the flames and slashed directly on Qin Lie's body. With a puff, he sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and Qin Lie was instantly shot down from the stage.

"I said that three swords will defeat you under the sword. I will do what I say."

After Liu Yu finished speaking, he walked off the battlefield with a hint of joy on his face. He succeeded, and he successfully slashed in a simple manner and made three changes. This was the sword technique he obtained from an ancient book. Originally, he was just thinking about practicing, but who knew he had succeeded.

Although his just now seemed just a simple slash, it contained the results of his countless efforts. Three swords and one slash, one slash and three changes. He called it the Three Slash.

Qin Lie, who fell from the battlefield, heard Guan Yu's words and sprayed a mouthful of blood again, and the man fainted.

"I never thought he was so powerful."

"yes!"

"He was obviously a one-sword just now, why did he say it was a three-sword?"

"Who knows."

"It's really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. I didn't expect this realm where he had already understood the mind."

"The three changes in his slash just now have already contained three-point sword intent. His strength should not be underestimated."

"In the next game, those who hold seventeen or eighteen numbers will come on the field."

As soon as Tie Zhengfeng finished speaking, Zhuo Yifan, who was standing in the audience, floated up.

As soon as Zhuo Yifan came on stage, the disciples who supported him from below cheered instantly.

As a personal disciple, he is naturally one of the geniuses. As a genius, his strength is naturally impossible to be weak.

"I heard that Senior Brother Zhuo's sword technique, with Feng Luoyan, was so amazing. He once killed a disciple of the Demon Sect who was known as the Ninth Level of Qi Condensation for a long time. Now, I don't know how strong he is."

"That's all, how can you be weak as a genius?"

Immediately afterwards, a bald man walked up. Seeing that the other party was a true disciple, there was no sign of retreat in his eyes.

Under the battle stage, some disciples saw the bald man walking onto the battle stage and said in surprise.

"Wang Shan, it turned out to be him."

"I have heard of Wang Shan. What I practice is to practice the body practice, practice horizontally and indestructible."

"His performance was amazing in the knockout round before."

Wang Shan bowed his hand to Zhuo Yifan and said, "Inner Gate, Wang Shan."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yifan smiled slightly and replied: "The true teaching, Zhuo Yifan."

"Although you are very strong, I will beat you with all my might."

"Okay! Please, junior brother."

At the beginning of the game, Wang Shan hit hard with his fists, and a sound of steel colliding sounded. Immediately afterwards, a yellow light appeared on his body, and his whole body looked like a piece of hard steel.

At this moment, Wang Shan swung his iron punch and hit Zhuo Yifan directly.

Zhuo Yifan stood with his hands behind his back. Seeing the attacking iron fist, he turned sideways and actually avoids it directly.

If one attack fails, Wang Shan keeps attacking, and turns around and strikes again.

However, Zhuo Yifan seemed to be able to predict his attack, and he tapped his foot and swirled it, and instantly avoided his attack.

"Are you looking down on me?" Seeing that Zhuo Yifan only avoided and did not attack, Wang Shan shouted loudly.

Zhuo Yifan did not answer his words, but said lightly: "Although your attack power is large, your speed is slow. Moreover, the fist wind that emerges has become one of the flaws."

Wang Shan didn't believe it, and the iron fist hit him again, but he was still easily avoided by Zhuo Yifan.

Soon, Zhuo Yifan defeated him with a palm strike.

"If you can punch without wind, your strength will definitely be further improved." After saying that, Zhuo Yifan walked towards the battle stage.

The disciples around the battlefield once again shocked the genius' strength.

They all suspected that this game was specially designed for the true teachings of these geniuses.

The next game ended soon. As one of the geniuses, Ouyang Yan, once he came on the court, his opponent did not even have much fighting intention and easily defeated the opponent.

In the next game, before Ji Yuxue could get on the battlefield, her opponent saw that it was her, and she surrendered without even thinking about it.

This made many disciples feel a pity that they did not see their graceful figure when they fought.

When he reached the 25th and 26th numbers, Lin Jie suddenly knew the one who was on the field.

"Senior Sister Qingqing, hasn't that Chen Jiannan who has pursued you?"

"I didn't expect that he was qualified." Liu Qingqing looked at Chen Jiannan who was walking onto the battlefield, with a hint of disgust and surprise in her eyes.

She really couldn't have any good feelings for Chen Jiannan.

Chen Jiannan was still wearing a big red sword robe and holding a red sword. After walking onto the battlefield, he saw that his opponent had not yet taken the stage, so he narrowed his eyes, held the sword, and stood proudly. An invisible special aura came from him.

"This... Senior Brother Chen has also broken through to the eighth level of Qi Condensation... This is really amazing. If I remember well, Senior Brother Chen is only twenty-six this year."

"I'm thirty-one this year, and I'm only at the eighth level of gas condensation. He actually broke through the eighth level of gas condensation at the age of 26. This qualification!!"

"Oh! That's not! If it weren't for the requirement that disciples under the age of 30 could participate, I would definitely be able to occupy a place with my strength at the Eighth Level of Qi Condensation."

"It's you! You only broke through the eighth level of Qi Condensation at the age of forty or fifty. I think it's better to forget it. With your ordinary qualifications, your face can't even stick to the edges."

A moment later, a thin man, who was hiding in a pitch-black robe, looked a little strong, walked up.

After the thin man walked up, he was gloomy and said, "Inner Gate, Gui Li."

Hearing the sound, Chen Jiannan opened his eyes and did not reply to his words, but said proudly: "Let's start."

"Hmph! That's offending." After a thin man Zhang Song smiled, he stretched out his hand hidden in his clothes. What surprised everyone was that his hands were as skinny as if they were skinny. Just one glance at them made people frightened.

"The Netherworld Hundred Claws, he must have practiced the Netherworld Hundred Claws."

"What is the Netherworld Ghost Claw?"

"The Netherworld Ghost Claw is a rare method in our Lingjian Sect. Because it is too vicious and the hands will suffer great torture when practicing, so few people generally practice it."

"Wouldn't that be very powerful?"

"It is not only powerful, but also if you are hit. At the very least, it will be bloody and bloody, and it will be painful; at the worst, it will be rotten, and life is worse than death. Do you think it is powerful?"

"So that's it, then from this point of view, isn't Chen Jiannan going to be in danger?"

"It may be. I heard that Chen Jiannan is a little famous among the younger generation. His strength should not be much worse."

On the battle stage, dark smoke gradually emerged from Gui Li's body, and gradually, his hands turned into a pair of terrifying ghost claws that were so black that they turned purple.

"My attack is too dangerous. I advise you to surrender voluntarily."

Ghost claw looked at Chen Jiannan with a wicked smile and prompted.

"Surrender, a joke. In my eyes of Chen Jiannan, there is no word for surrender."

As he said that, Chen Jiannan slid his sword in front of him, his index finger and middle finger were raised, stroking from the sword body, and a [clang] sounded, and the blood-red instantly drifted out of the sheath and floated in front of him.
Chapter completed!