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After the opening ceremony, the Spark Stadium became busy and began preparations for the first round of knockout rounds. The huge stadium was divided into thirty-two pieces, and thirty-two games could be held at the same time.

It is a pity that Chengying's development of picture tubes and LED displays was not very successful. It was impossible to build a TV or a large screen in a short time, and the audience could only watch with their naked eyes.

Of course, telescopes are sold in the venue. If you think it is too expensive to buy, you can also choose to rent them. For three copper coins an hour, even local ordinary people who are lucky enough to buy tickets will not be able to afford them.

It has to be said that ordinary people are not all destitute proletarians. In the stadium with 80,000 people, at least 70% are ordinary people. Most of these people are businessmen or craftsmen with special skills.

Although they were not considered wealthy, they could still afford to watch the occasional spirit fight as a pastime.

When the game started the next day, the stadium was still full. Today, there will be at least five rounds, a total of 160 games.

Many spectators knew the contestants and rented telescopes to stare at the teams they followed.

Cheng Ying also has a team that he pays attention to, but it's just not his disciples. If he really wants to, any one of the seven little monsters can fight against seven without much problem. It would be a bit boring to watch that kind of crushing game.

Cheng Ying is concerned about a team of rogue cultivators. Yes, it is the team that Rui Wenwen raised.

"The next match! Scale Armor Sect versus matching team No. 233! Contestants from both sides enter!" Following the referee's announcement, contestants from both sides stepped onto the ring isolated by prefabricated panels.

The Scale Armor Sect was neatly dressed in black sect costumes. The leader was a small man. After seeing his opponent's various costumes, he also showed a relaxed expression on his face.

"I was lucky enough to meet a group of casual cultivators. Seeing as they don't even have uniforms, they probably don't even have basic cooperation. There's nothing to fear from a ragtag group of people."

The little man's expression was all seen by Team 233. Xiao Yun couldn't help but poked Ye Shuwen next to him, and whispered: "The captain's guess was so accurate! Not wearing uniforms on purpose really made them careless! I really think so.

Look at their expressions after eating."

Ye Shuwen remained silent, completely ignoring Xiao Yun, a talkative guy who would lock the enemy in a bell and then ring the bell outside. He must be a funny guy...

"Both sides retreat!" The referee asked the two teams to retreat to the edge of the ring after the captains of both sides shook hands.

The formations formed by the two sides were completely different. The Scale Armor Sect's side used a standard sharp arrow formation, with the small captain as the spearhead, which was a very common formation.

Team 233 is a bit strange. The cold-blooded young man stands in the middle, and the others form a semicircle to guard behind him. The six of them look like cheerleaders.

Only members of Team 233 know how the captain arranged things before the game.

"Ji Feng, you have no soul skills and you don't use martial arts. Every move you make is a sure-kill. You are the hardest among us to hide your strength.

Therefore, in the early stage of the game, our tactics will all revolve around you. We will show that everything is centered on you and fully cooperate with you to complete the accumulation of sword intent.

This will give our opponents an inherent impression that we are just a team that has encountered a genius, but similarly, you will also become a thorn in our opponents' eyes, and all tactics will be aimed at getting rid of you.

It's very dangerous and you're likely to die. You should also know that it's impossible for the sword to counteract all attacks, so I'm giving you a chance to refuse now. If you choose to give up, we won't blame you."

"No! Let's do it! The way of swordsmanship can only be understood in life and death. Death can only represent the weakness of the sword holder." Ji Feng responded coolly while holding the sword.

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At this moment, Ji Feng slowly took off the long black sword wrapped in cloth from behind, his energy and energy were as high as ever. The gazes of more than 80,000 eyes in the gymnasium not only did not make him timid, but instead made his momentum more condensed.

Seeing this scene, the contestants of the Scale Armor Sect also put down their contempt. Geniuses may also appear among casual cultivators. Although a one-on-one battle with seven seems unlikely, it may not be impossible if six miscellaneous fish are included.

They may be defeated by each other.

"Game start!"

As the referee's voice fell, the members of the Scale Armor Sect all released their martial souls, using a shield covered with scales. Three of them had four rings, and four of them had three rings, and they charged towards Team 233.

On the other hand, everyone on Team 233 was standing still. Ji Feng raised his sword high, his soul power and mental power entangled and fused, converging on the blade. Even just looking at it would cause a stinging feeling.

No matter how stupid the Scale Armor Sect is, they can still see that Ji Feng is gathering strength, and each of them speeds up the pace of the charge. At the same time, the third soul ring flashes together, and the surface of the shield immediately turns red, like a red-hot iron.

If it collides with it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to end well.

Team 233 had already previewed this situation. Xiao Yun threw out a simple green bronze bell. With a loud bang, the ancient bell fell to the ground. The shock spread out made the charging members of the Scale Armor Sect unsteady and helpless.

No reduction in speed.

Rui Wenwen sprayed out a line of fire from her mouth and turned into a wall of fire after landing. She had a decent control ability, but this was not Rui Wenwen's soul skill, but just the instinct of the martial spirit, just like some bird martial spirits.

, is born to fly.

Although the members of the Scale Armor Sect could keep their shields hot, it didn't mean they were not afraid of fire. Facing the wall of fire, they walked around in a circle rationally, and then saw Xu Wen, who was also holding a shield in his hand, standing in front of them.

Xu Wen did not try to stop them alone, but slapped the ground with his shield. While releasing vibrations, it also changed the surrounding terrain, destroying the rammed earth arena into soft ground, which would make the charge extremely difficult.

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The Scale Armor Sect had to take another detour, but they did not panic because they thought that as long as they rushed in front of the young man whose martial spirit was the sword, the game would be over.

However, their thinking was obviously too simple. With the time bought by his teammates, Ji Feng had already raised his energy and spirit to its peak. Facing the seven people coming towards him, he swung his sword.

The golden light blade was released from the tip of the sword, sending out bursts of whistling sounds that cut through the air. Seeing this scene, everyone in the Scale Armor Sect raised their shields to block, and the three people in the fourth ring even activated their fourth soul skill to strengthen their shields.

defense.

But the sword intent was obviously not that easy to block. The shields of the four people with third-level cultivation levels were cut off directly, and the referee took action to save them. Although the shields of the three people with higher cultivation levels could withstand the attack from the light blade.

Soul power, but an invisible force penetrated the shield, causing their eyes to burst and they fell to their knees.

"The game is over! Matching team No. 233 wins!"

[To be continued]

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