Chapter 25 Battle of Top 10 Seats
Ye Xiwen of Flying Flower Sword lost, and Ye Xijun of Qingluo Sword kept her seat.
In the next few battles, Xu Mu was challenged and defeated.
After the end of the sixteenth battle, the top ten seats changed.
The first seat is Yang Chaofan.
The second seat is Ye Xijun.
The third seat is Chen Zong.
The fourth seat is Huang Tianqi.
The fifth seat is Yu Haoran.
The sixth seat is Liu Zhenji.
The seventh seat unit dragon.
The eighth seat is Marquis of Jin.
The ninth seat is Xu Ling.
The tenth seat is Ma Yunlong.
"First of all, this elder wants to congratulate you challenge winners." Elder Nei Zong said with a smile, "But don't be complacent, because this is only the first half of the final, and then there will be the second half and the final."
"In the second half, those who were originally defeated in the top ten will have a chance to challenge the top ten. If they win, they can be re-listed in the top ten."
Following the words of Elder Neizong, the eyes of Xu Mu, Yin Chong, Tan Lie, and Zhang Tiekuang who were defeated by the challenge lit up, and the opportunity came.
Of course they were not reconciled to being defeated, because only by entering the top ten seats can they get generous rewards, otherwise why bother to practice so hard.
"This elder announces that the second half of the final will begin." As soon as Elder Neizong finished speaking, Xu Mu immediately stepped onto the stage.
"I want to challenge Xu Ling." Xu Mujian pointed at Xu Ling.
Among the ten people in the top ten seat, Xu Ling is the one who is most likely to be defeated by him. He is no match for the others.
Xu Ling wasn't surprised either. She got up and landed lightly on the martial arts stage, with her rapier out of its sheath.
Xu Mu's sword was like a shower of rain, and Xu Ling's sword was like a drizzle of rain. Their swordsmanship was similar, and their sword moves were 70% to 80% similar. Their attacks were fast and intensive. The two swords collided constantly, sputtering out thousands of sparks.
Xu Mu wants to defeat Xu Ling to win,
Only in this way can they be re-listed in the top ten seats, and Xu Ling wants to keep the top ten seats, both of them are doing their best.
Under normal circumstances, Xu Mu's strength is slightly inferior to Xu Ling's, but with a strong desire to win, his potential is further stimulated, and he is evenly matched.
Attack against attack was extremely fierce, the two of them didn't even use body skills in the end, and used all their true energy on sword skills, their voices were harsh and bursting continuously.
"Defeated!" Xu Mu shouted violently, and dozens of sword lights suddenly condensed into one, the most powerful, majestic and astonishing, like a thunder that broke through the rain.
This move was Xu Mu's hidden method. Xu Ling was caught off guard, and the rapier was deflected and drove straight in.
Xu Mu wins, Xu Ling loses.
But even if Xu Mu won, his face was pale and his body was exhausted. It was too difficult. This battle was really too difficult to win.
The second challenger was Yin Chong.
Yin Chong's cold eyes flicked across the top ten seats, and he paused slightly at Chen Zong. At first, he planned to choose Chen Zong, but Chen Zong's strength was very strong, which made him jealous, lest he lose and miss the top ten. Strong, can only change the target.
"Ma Yunlong." Yin Chong fixed his cold eyes on Ma Yunlong.
Xu Mu challenged Xu Ling to win, and he couldn't be challenged. Compared with everyone, Ma Yunlong seemed to be easier to deal with.
Ma Yunlong couldn't help but smile wryly. It is true that he can beat Xu Mu because of his strength, but he is not much stronger than Xu Mu. Yin Chong's strength is not weak. Ma Yunlong has no certainty to keep the tenth seat, but since he is challenged, he must do his best World War I.
"cut!"
A dark wind blew up, and the sword was shining brightly, and it shot out across the sky.
Ma Yunlong looked dignified, jumped up, shot through the air like a rainbow.
In Qingyun Sect, there are mostly sword practitioners, but very few spear practitioners. Ma Yunlong is one of them, and he is still an outstanding one.
Yin Chong seemed to vent all the anger accumulated in the previous defeat with the long knife in his hand, one knife after another, and the knife continued continuously.
Ma Yunlong's spear danced like a dragon and a giant python, and each blow was not only fast, but also very powerful.
This kind of battle is more intense and more astonishing.
Yinfeng three absolute cuts!
The terrifying three-knife slash defeated Ma Yunlong's offensive, so Ma Yunlong could only spin his spear to defend, but he couldn't resist, and was slashed by the third knife, bleeding profusely.
Yin Chong wins.
The third battle was initiated by Tan Lie.
Without any hesitation, Tan Lie directly named the Marquis of Jin.
Marquis Jin knew this too, so he faced it calmly.
When Marquis Jin landed on the ground, he immediately developed extremely flexible movements. He knew very well that his strength was not as good as Tan Lie, so he planned to adopt guerrilla tactics, using his flexible movements to consume the opponent's strength.
However, Tan Lie is good at legwork. Although his figure is not as flexible as Marquis Jin, he is not inferior in speed. His pair of long legs almost disappeared, turning into a gust of wind, constantly approaching Marquis Jin, and constantly kicking out his legs. Amazing power in every leg.
Boom boom boom!
On the entire Martial Arts Stage, violent winds raged everywhere, and the power of each violent wind was terrifying, making most of the outer sect disciples tremble with fear.
Marquis Jin kept dodging with his nimble figure and shuttled through the cracks in the gust of wind. It's just that this strategy may work for those who are slow, but for Tan Lie, it's just a little more time delay, which is tantamount to dying.
One mistake, Marquis Jin was still brushed by Tan Lie's terrible leg wind, his body flickered, and he could no longer avoid the second leg.
With a bang, Marquis Jin flew upside down, vomiting blood.
Although his strength is not weak, but the most important thing is that he has a flexible body, which is slightly insufficient in attack and defense, and cannot be resisted.
The initiator of the fourth battle was Zhang Tiekuang.
Zhang Tiekuang's cultivation was at the early stage of the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and he wanted to launch a challenge. Except for the first three seats, everyone who had not yet been challenged became nervous.
Yoo Maki!
Yu Haoran!
Huang Tianqi!
Zhang Tiekuang's eyes swept over him, so be on the safe side and win the top ten seats first.
"It's up to you." Zhang Tiekuang stopped moving his fingers and landed on Haoran.
Yu Haoran secretly hated.
His own strength is not weak, but Zhang Tiekuang is stronger. In this battle, he is not an opponent.
But even so, Yu Haoran has no intention of admitting defeat.
"I only make one move, if you can catch it, you will win." Yu Haoran said loudly.
But Zhang Tiekuang sneered, smart people can see what Yu Haoran's plan is, it is nothing more than fear of being injured by Zhang Tiekuang, so he proposes to make a move by himself, if he can't beat Zhang Tiekuang with one move, he will lose, and he will be safe and sound It would be even better if he was lucky enough to win, but at worst it would bring some troubles to Zhang Tiekuang.
After Yu Haoran finished speaking, he immediately mobilized his true energy, and there was a faint aura rising, and the tyrannical aura permeated.
Holding the long sword with both hands, he unsheathed it instantly, and the majestic sword light pierced through the air, like thunder piercing through the air, with unparalleled power.
This was Yu Haoran's strongest strike after gaining momentum.
The moment Haoran's sword came out, Zhang Tiekuang also drew his sword, raising the sword high, the light of the sword was blazing, and there was a faint roar of a tiger, as if a tiger descended the mountain and cut it down with one blow.
With a bang, Yu Haoran's majestic sword light was shattered, the long sword in his hand flew out, the tiger's mouth opened, and the whole person flew upside down, vomiting blood continuously.
"You..." Standing up, Yu Haoran covered his chest with one hand, and pointed at Zhang Tiekuang angrily with the other.
"When did I promise you?" Zhang Tiekuang sneered, suffocating Yu Haoran, and then resigned from the stage.
Zhang Tiekuang won and replaced Yu Haoran's seat.
The top ten seats have changed.
The first seat is Yang Chaofan.
The second seat is Ye Xijun.
The third seat is Chen Zong.
The fourth seat is Huang Tianqi.
The fifth seat is Zhang Tiekuang.
The sixth seat is Liu Zhenji.
The seventh seat unit dragon.
The eighth seat is Tan Lie.
The ninth seat is Xu Mu.
The tenth seat is Yin Chong.
"First of all, I congratulate you for being included in the top ten, and congratulations for entering the final round." Elder Neizong smiled, feeling that this time the outer sect competition brought some surprises to himself, which is very good: "Everyone in the final round There are three opportunities to challenge, you can give up, and the final ranking after the game is the final ranking of the Waizong Grand Competition."
"Now, Elder Ben announces that the final round will begin, and the challenge will be launched in order from the tenth seat."
The tenth seat is Yin Chong.
Yin Chong's cold eyes turned his thoughts sharply, analyzing everyone's strength and the probability of winning or losing, and finally chose Xu Mu.
"I admit defeat." Xu Mu was very straightforward. Yin Chong's strength was indeed beyond his ability to compete, not to mention that he had just fought against Xu Ling, and his true energy had not yet fully recovered.
Yin Chong replaced Xu Mu and entered the ninth seat, and the second challenger was Xu Mu.
"Abstain." Xu Mu is very single, and he sees it very openly. The other nine people in the top ten seats are all very strong, and he is probably no match for him. Moreover, he has achieved his goal and maintained his ranking. enough.
The third challenger is Tan Lie.
"Liu Zhenji." Tan Lie said, he was challenged and defeated by Liu Zhenji before, and now he plans to fight to see if he can turn defeat into victory.
As soon as he made a move, Tan Lie launched the storm kick, his legs curled up in an astonishing gust of wind and roared, continuously blasting towards Liu Zhenji.
Liu Zhenji held a sword in his hand, and a green light flashed.
While attacking, Tan Lie also changed his style, making full use of his speed to surround Liu Zhenji and attack from all around.
Tan Lie's actions did bring some troubles to Liu Zhenji.
In the end, Liu Zhenji was accidentally kicked in the leg by Tan Lie, out of control, he was immediately suppressed and lost the power to resist.
Tan Lie wins, Liu Zhenji loses.
The strength of these two people was originally equal, and it was difficult to determine the outcome.
The fourth battle was initiated by the evil blood sword unit dragon.
"Yang Chaofan." Suan Long was very direct.
So far, Yang Chaofan has not been challenged, and everyone watched with wide eyes.
Yang Chaofan occupied the first place in the outer sect for two years, during which he was challenged no less than ten times, but he was unshakable. It is said that he was born extraordinary, but he didn't know where the extraordinary lies.
Facing Yang Chaofan, Suanlong didn't show any contempt. He slowly pulled out the bloody long sword, his aura continued to rise, and the blood-red evil spirit continued to condense, becoming more and more condensed, and the chill spread all over his body.
Shan Shanlong's eyes became sharper and colder, but Yang Chaofan, with his hands behind his back, was calm and calm, and his calmness made people look at him, and he would calm down involuntarily.
With a scoff, Shan Shanlong drew out his sword, but the blade was not seen, only a blood-colored sword light pierced through the air, like a red thunderbolt, with astonishing speed and unparalleled power.
kill!
The astonishing evil spirit swept across first, heading straight for Yang Chaofan.
"So fast!"
"So strong!"
All of them were amazed, the sword unleashed by Suan Zhuanlong was obviously stronger than before.
But facing such a tyrannical sword, Yang Chaofan had no intention of drawing the sword at all. He only raised his right hand at the moment when the red sword light approached, and stretched out two fingers that were crystal clear like white jade.
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