Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Time passed little by little, and one game after another was going on. There were twenty-one games in the first round, plus one lucky person who had a bye, which meant that those who entered the second round There are only twenty-two warriors in total.

"Okay, today's competition is all over. The remaining twenty-two players should go back and prepare for tomorrow's competition."

Tie Kunlun came off the stage again and shouted loudly: "Tomorrow, twenty-two will be promoted to ten! Because there are more people left this year than in previous years, and there is one more person in the second round, so after discussion with the elders of all ethnic groups, it was decided to draw lots. One person will be selected as a temporary elimination quota.”

"Temporary elimination quota?"

Everyone was stunned, and someone couldn't help but ask: "What is temporary elimination?"

"Yes, if you are eliminated, you will be eliminated. What else is temporary?"

"Quiet!" Tie Kunlun frowned and shouted loudly. Everyone immediately felt that their eardrums had been exploded and quickly closed their mouths.

Tie Kunlun snorted coldly, and then continued: "The selected player needs to challenge one of the remaining ten warriors. If he wins, he will replace the opponent, but there is only one chance. Similarly, Those who are defeated can also have a chance to challenge others! "

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that such a rule was, to a certain extent, relatively fair.

"Okay, everyone can go back!"

As Tie Kunlun finished speaking, the contestants who had not yet been eliminated returned to their respective rooms. As for the warriors who came to watch the battle, they could only reluctantly leave Xuanjian Villa.

The night is getting darker.

Ling Feng sat cross-legged in the room and began to digest the experience of the more than twenty battles during the day.

"Xuan Yuan Yu's opponent is only half, so he didn't reveal much strength. However, if he meets this person, he may have to use some trump cards. There is also Chu Chaonan, who seems to have easily defeated him by just using basic swordsmanship. Opponents. After all, it’s just the first round, and everyone has retained their strength.”

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes. With just basic swordsmanship, he could have such strength. This Chu Chaonan might be more difficult to deal with than Xuanyuan Yu.

All in all, this rookie swordsman list is much more interesting than I imagined!

"Secret Technique of Attached Blade, Thousands of Void..."

Ling Feng took a deep breath, got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, and soon fell into a state of enlightenment.

…

Early the next morning, the second round of the Rookie Swordsman Ranking Competition was held as scheduled.

"The first game of the second round: Zhao Long vs. Wang Yun!"

The head of the Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Longteng, said a few words. Ling Feng had seen Zhao Long and Wang Yun's previous matches. They were pretty good. They were able to enter the second round, so they both had considerable strength.

"It will probably take a lot of effort for these two to decide the winner." Ling Feng thought to himself.

After Zhao Long and Wang Yun entered the ring, they clasped their fists and saluted each other, then fought to a point. For a moment, the shadow of the sword flickered, tearing the air and making a slight sharp sound.

The two men had similar swordsmanship, so the fight was almost even, and it was hard to tell which one was better. It looked very fierce.

"Brother Ling, guess who among them will win this time?"

Xiao Juanyun saw Ling Feng's godlike predictions yesterday, but he still didn't give up today and wanted to see Ling Feng's eyesight again.

"Wang Yun."

Ling Feng smiled faintly and whispered two words.

"Wang Yun?"

Xiao Juanyun suddenly stared at the two sides fighting on the stage, and couldn't help but shake his head and muttered: "Brother Ling, right? Then Wang Yun's rhythm has been completely disrupted by Zhao Long. It can be said that he was beaten by Zhao Long. After leading the way, both swordsmanship and movement skills have begun to become messy. Don't tell me, is this also a deliberate attempt to lure the enemy in? "

"No, there is a kind of fighting called novices pecking each other."

Ling Feng stretched out his index finger, waved it slightly, and said lightly: "You only saw that Wang Yun's rhythm was disrupted, but you didn't realize that Zhao Long also started to become aggressive with his sword moves because he discovered that Wang Yun had exposed his flaws. Among them, his sharp edge was revealed. He did not notice that his current attack method was the method Wang Yun was best at dealing with. If I read it correctly, after seven moves, Zhao Long used the turning move again. That’s when he loses.”

"Isn't it?"

Xiao Juanyun's eyelids twitched and he carefully watched the moves of the two people on the stage.

one move!

Two moves!

Finally, at the eighth move, Zhao Long rose up like a dragon rising out of the sea, turned around and slashed at Wang Yun with his sword.

However, Wang Yun suddenly faced Zhao Long at the last moment, and hit Zhao Long hard on the abdomen with the hilt of his sword.

boom!

Zhao Long's body was shaken and flew out, falling heavily under the ring.

"Wang Yun, win!"

The referee loudly announced the result of the match. Although Zhao Long was unwilling to do so, he had already fallen off the ring and was completely disqualified from the match.

"God...god!"

Xiao Juanyun stared at Ling Feng in disbelief and gave him a thumbs up.

If you say that predicting the outcome of a game, you can rely on being blind, but if you can analyze every move clearly, this is a bit unbelievable.

"Brother Ling, you're not the kind of guy who gets reborn by an old monster, are you?"

Xiao Juanyun stared at Ling Feng with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice: "You can just tell me, I have enough endurance in my heart!"