Both Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue have the strongest moves. With their current internal strength, they can only decide the outcome with one move. Whoever can take this move will win, because neither of them makes another move.

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So in fact, as long as Yang Guo waits for them to fight, he can win cold-bloodedly!

It's a pity that Yang Guo had already taken the initiative. When he understood the truth later, he was so upset that he almost vomited blood.

At this time, the duel between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng has reached the final moment. Although Ximen Chuixue's sword is faster, Ye Gucheng's Feixian Sword is not slow either.

When the sword cut through the shadow of the ninth flying immortal, the tip of Ye Gucheng's sword had already reached Ximen Chuixue's throat.

Just when everyone thought Ye Gucheng was sure of victory, a golden light suddenly flashed on the field.

Everyone knows what this golden light represents, it is a sign that victory or defeat has been decided.

But what is shocking is that the golden light does not come from Ximen Chuixue's body, but from Ye Gucheng's body.

To be precise, it emerged from Ye Gucheng where Ximen Chuixue Yujian stayed.

Light and shadow flashed, and the Feixian at Ximen Chuixue's throat suddenly disappeared and disappeared into smoke.

"It turns out to be a phantom!" All the warriors suddenly realized.

Dozens of Ye Gucheng's flying immortals drew their swords at the same time, and his true body was included in them. Ximen Chuixue had already figured this out, so his sword only needed to be aimed at the true body.

"It's not as simple as a phantom!" Zhuge Zhengga suddenly said, "If the flying immortal in front of Ximen Chuixue takes one step faster, he will lose!"

"Why?" Zhui Ming asked curiously.

"Because each flying immortal seems to be a shadow, but actually contains a profound sword intention. Even if it is not as powerful as the real body, if it is hit from the front, it will be fatal or injured!" Lengxue, who is also a swordsman, helped explain.

With one turned into ten, each one had strong lethality, but even so, he was still defeated by his opponent. Zhui Ming was shocked in his heart, and he actually began to feel lucky that he had left the game early.

There are all such strong men, how can they fight in the third round!

Zhuiming glanced at Lengxue and suddenly felt that he might have to stop.

"The fourth sword god Ximen Fukiyuki wins!"

Shao Weijie said slowly, and was about to announce the next game. He suddenly looked down at the list of people who had not yet participated, and then changed his attention and said: "Dugu Qiu in the fifth game, Kou Zhong, Wang Chongyang, Huang Yaoshi!"

The further you get to the back, the greater the gap in strength between the players below you becomes, and the remaining strong players are already faintly moving towards high martial arts.

Especially after consuming the rich and abundant Immortal Treasure Jade Dew from the Immortal Sword Plane yesterday, many extremely strong men who were already at the top but were limited by the energy limitations of the original world were able to use martial arts far beyond their own.

Even because they are at a high level, they can take it one step further after receiving energy.

Of course, this is also because Shao Weijie held a martial arts competition for the first time and the preparations were not sufficient.

Therefore, Shao Weijie no longer wanted to balance his strength, and planned to directly eliminate these middle martial arts players first, so that they could realize the gap between themselves and others and stimulate their ambition to practice martial arts.

By the way, it will make the final round of competition more fair.

Avoid the appearance of someone who can't even take a single move from his opponent and enter the final round.

There are now less than fifteen people left in the field, which means that after this round, all the winners have entered the top ten.

Shao Weijie didn't want to think that the strength gap between the top ten he selected was too big.

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"Come on you two!" Fu Junma touched Xiao Bai's head, then suddenly turned to Kou Zhong and said fiercely, "You are not allowed to bully your junior brother!"

Kou Zhong shrank his neck and said with a sneer: "Junior brother is so cute, how could I bully him!"

"Haha, mother, don't worry!" Xu Ziling said jokingly, "With my junior brother's martial arts talent, if Mr. Zhong dares to bully him, it won't take long for him to suffer!"

Kou Zhong's smile suddenly froze, and he glanced at Xu Ziling with some resentment.

Xiaobai also smiled: "Master, don't worry, I won't bully senior!"

When Fu Junma heard Xiaobai call her master's wife, a blush suddenly appeared on her fair cheeks. She patted Xiaobai's head and said coquettishly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't follow the bad example of your two senior brothers!"

"Mom, Ziling and I didn't teach this. As for who taught it, we don't know!" Kou Zhong winked at Xiaobai and Xu Ziling. Seeing that Fu Junma was about to hit him, Kou Zhong quickly picked up Xiaobai and ran to the ring.

On the other side, Wang Chongyang and Huang Yaoshi felt extremely uncomfortable. They had come to participate in the world's best martial arts competition with full confidence, but they didn't know that they were reduced to running around.

Except for Wang Chongyang and Huang Yaoshi who luckily entered the second round, everyone else stopped.

This could not help but make Wang Chongyang feel that the martial arts world in the Central Plains was withering. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he should teach his disciples well after returning, and let them study hard and practice hard, so as not to reach the level of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Ye.

Like an isolated city, no matter what, it has to cultivate a few talents like A Fei and Jing Wuming.

Wang Chongyang was not thinking well, and Huang Yaoshi was not in a good mood either.

He also has several disciples under his command. He used to think that his disciples were pretty good and talented. Although they will not be as strong as him in the future, they will not be comparable to the ordinary martial arts sects in the world.

How can I say that Huang Yaoshi, the owner of Peach Blossom Island, is also a great person from this generation.

As a result, when we got here, we suffered setbacks one after another and suffered a lot of blows.

Each and every young warrior, regardless of their strength or martial arts talent, is simply terrifying.

At this moment, when Huang Yaoshi saw Xiao Bai and Kou Zhong, his mood became even less beautiful.

Xiao Bai's talent in martial arts was obvious to everyone present, and the strength of the other young man, who was also a disciple of the Immortal Master like Xiao Bai, must not be underestimated.

Thinking of this, Huang Yaoshi and Wang Chongyang looked at each other, and they both saw the disappointment buried deep in their hearts from each other's eyes.

The two of them are probably cool.

However, based on the idea of ​​​​coming here, Huang Yaoshi decided to show it. If for no other reason, it would be good to leave an image of him on this competition ground.

So Huang Yaoshi took the lead. He took out a jade flute from his arms, put it to his mouth and started playing.

Xiao Bai scratched his head and turned his curious eyes to Kou Zhong. He was not here during the first game, so he didn't understand what Huang Yaoshi was doing.

It's impossible to play music for them during the game!

However, when he was in his previous school, he heard that there was a tutor named Qiao Feng, whose abilities could be rapidly improved in the presence of his exclusive music. The classmates called this "adding buffs"!

Could it be that the person opposite also has this magical skill?

Xiao Bai's face suddenly turned serious. He must be a master at the same level as Instructor Qiao Feng!
Chapter completed!