Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Now there are five competition stages, but when it comes to the final qualifying match, there will only be one competition stage, so the attention will certainly be higher than now.

Doing some tricks when drawing lots should not be a big problem for people from Tianwangmen and Holy Dynasty.

They will arrange for Shengzi and Ling Xiao to meet in the final battle.

Of course, the premise is that Ling Xiao can advance.

Ten people out of twenty people were promoted, which sounds like a lot. After all, there is a full 50% chance of promotion.

However, in fact, this probability does not explain anything.

Those who can stand out from the first round are all outstanding people. They can be regarded as the only geniuses in the Tianlong Continent.

The showdown between geniuses is really cruel.

Most people are evenly matched with their opponents, and what really determines victory or defeat is often just a moment of fighting.

If you make a slight mistake, you may be eliminated.

This is really a bit too cruel.

There are quite a few masters in the fifth group. In addition to Feng Moting, Zhai Jun, Ling Xiao, and Po Qianjun from the tenth group, there are also Shengzi, Mo Wushang, and Liu Lan, who ranked 21st in the finals of the last martial arts festival. , Feng Renjie ranked 27th, and Liang Xiao ranked 30th.

The points of these three people in a group are second only to Shengzi and Mo Wushang, and there is no doubt about their strength.

And the three of them are actually disciples of the Heavenly King Sect.

This shows how strong the Tianwang Sect is. Among the hundred outstanding people, more than forty are disciples of the Tianwang Sect.

"In the first game, Feng Mo listened to Liu Lan!"

This second round of competition had just begun when we encountered a strong dialogue.

Feng Moting was the 19th ranked warrior in the finals of the last martial arts festival.

Liu Lan is twenty-one.

Feng Moting only lost to Po Qianjun in the group stage, and then strategically surrendered in front of Ling Xiao.

Liu Lan just lost to Shengzi, Mo Wushang and Liang Xiao.

The first two were too strong, so she gave up immediately. As for Liang Xiao, this guy was clearly stronger than the last time. After Liu Lan fought more than a hundred moves, he was defeated by half a move.

Choking!

Feng Moting didn't seem to learn the lessons from the group stage, and still used his narrow knife.

The long knife came out of his body, flashing with a cold light, and then he took a deep breath and was fully prepared.

After he lost to Po Qianjun, he no longer dared to look down on any enemy. What's more, this was the second round of the competition. Most of the top 100 people were equally matched in strength, and they could never underestimate the enemy.

Liu Lan gently touched the storage ring on her hand. After the red light flashed, a soft sword appeared in her hand.

This is a weapon that female warriors particularly like to use. It is more flexible and has weirder moves.

After all, in terms of strength, women are generally inferior to men. If they win with moves, it is naturally better.

It looks like the soft sword is like a silver snake, spitting out letters under the sun, making people shudder.

"Teach me something!"

The soft sword took action, and Liu Lan took the lead in launching the attack without any pause. His whole body was weak and boneless, and he looked like catkins flying out.

In just an instant, the silver sword light arrived in front of Feng Moting.

The distance of about ten meters was covered in an instant.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang...

The collision between the soft sword and the narrow knife continued, and dazzling sparks flew everywhere.

The brilliant martial arts display made the audience cheer continuously.

The Budo Festival is both a competition and a celebration.

"Silver Snake spits a letter!"

Liu Lan snorted coldly, and the soft sword suddenly sprang out from behind, and then thrust out at an incredible angle, trying to break the balance on the field.

Sonorous!

The air flow generated by the explosion of true energy suddenly flew up, and the sparks on the field turned into flames, making the already fierce battle even more heated.

The audience didn't even dare to breathe loudly, they were completely attracted by the fierce battle.

Whoosh!

The soft sword that was originally blocked suddenly slipped slightly, and the tip of the sword slid out along Feng Mo Ting's blade, as if the sword body suddenly grew three or four inches.

The move that was originally impossible to attack the opponent turned into a killing move at this moment.

This is the terrible thing about Silver Snake's letter.

Makes you extremely defensive.

However, Feng Mo Ting only had a sneer on his face, and a knife appeared in his free left hand. Without using any moves, he stabbed Liu Lan directly in the abdomen.

Poof!

Liu Lan's protective essence was broken, and his body hurriedly retreated to avoid the blow, with a look of horror on his face.

"Good guy, this Feng Mo Ting actually has the ability to do two things at once. Liu Lan is probably going to lose."

Sitting next to Ling Xiao is Zhai Jun.

After this kid lost to Ling Xiao, he did not hate Ling Xiao, but instead tried to become friends with Ling Xiao.

It was he who spoke.

Ling Xiao did not refuse people thousands of miles away.

"Brother Zhai's words are wrong. If you don't use five moves, Feng Mo will lose!"

"What?"

Zhai Jun looked at Ling Xiao in confusion and asked, "Isn't this possible? Although Feng Mo sounded at a disadvantage at first, when he took out the second sword, Liu Lan should have lost."

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "I have told others before that Feng Mo Ting's biggest mistake is to learn sword moves but use knives. One knife can make up for the flaws, but although the attack of two knives has become stronger, the flaws will not be At the same time, it has become bigger. He did it all on his own and there is no way he can be saved."

"Listening to what you said, it's true."

Zhai Jun is not a fool, he will understand after a little digging.

Ling Xiao continued: "Actually, the problem is more than that. When I took out the second sword, Feng Mo Ting should have won. If it were me, I would have finished the blow even if I was injured. Unfortunately, he didn't In order to avoid injury, I used extra movements to resist Liu Lan's moves, and as a result, I missed the best opportunity to attack."

As soon as he finished speaking, the situation on the competition stage changed.

Feng Moting originally planned to pursue the victory after repelling Liu Lan, but Liu Lan caught the flaw and disrupted Feng Moting's attack rhythm in one fell swoop, regaining the advantage.

Liu Lan and Feng Moting were both disciples of the Tianwang Sect, and they had a lot of exchanges with each other on weekdays. Once they caught each other's flaws, it would be impossible to miss the opportunity.

He launched a series of attacks at once, giving Feng Mo Ting no chance to breathe.

Poof!

Finally, Feng Mo's body essence was broken.

Bang!

Liu Lan took the opportunity to kick him out of the competition ring.

It is said in the rules of the game that there are two ways to make your opponent fail. One is for the opponent to admit defeat, and the other is to knock the opponent off the stage.

"Damn it, lost again!"

Feng Mo stood up, his face not very pretty.

Liu Lan on the stage also let out a long sigh of relief.

Although she won this battle, it was not easy to win.

If we meet again, the outcome will still be unpredictable.

Fortunately, in the second round of the competition, she was unlikely to encounter Feng Mo Ting again, which was a good thing.

Two people left the field, someone else came on, and the game continued.

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