However, Xu Shenghua did not fall into the ring, nor did he admit defeat, so he could continue to fight.

"The sword just now, I felt the breath of Death. But I blocked it, so next, I'll be replaced."

Xu Shenghua took out a long sword again, held it in her hand, and said lightly:

"This sword is called the Cannibal Foil Sword. It is my natal weapon, a medium-grade spirit soldier. I originally wanted to keep my hole cards and fight for the first place, but now I have to take it out and take your life."

Chen Ming looks at Xushenghua like an idiot. If you fight, you should fight, and you will need to introduce you when you change the weapon, for fear that others may not know it.

What about the middle-grade spirit soldier, the Sword Technique is not deep enough, no matter how good the sword is, you can't exert its power.

"The eighth formula-the world of Huahua kills the soul!"

Xu Shenghua gave a soft drink, and quickly shook his sword. A very beautiful world appeared in front of Chen Ming.

With petals falling, snowflakes flying, and the ultimate move of the imaginary flower has come without interest, people in the flower world will not feel any Sword Qi and murderous aura, so that they don't know how to die.

When the cherry blossoms landed, Chen Ming had a sword.

A little cold light flashed, the flower world shattered, and the Xushenghua was also stabbed by Chen Ming with a sword and flew out.

"How could it be!" Xu Shenghua was completely stunned. Chen Ming was supposed to be knocked out by Sword Qi. How did he become him?

Chen Ming looked at Xushenghua like an idiot.

"What's impossible, when you use the colorful world to blind my perception, you yourself are also blinded."

"I'll take the sword one step ahead of you, who will lose if you don't?" Chen Ming said to him.

Really think his colorful world is very beautiful? In beauty, it's just some flowers, snow, and so on, just seductive.

"The tenth round of the second round, on the 15th ring, Cang Xuan wins!"

With the end of the referee's announcement, Xu Shenghua was not reconciled and had to grit her teeth. Although his hole cards have not been fully taken out, who can guarantee that Chen Ming has no hole cards?

Today's sword trial is over. After two rounds, 500 people directly eliminated more than 300.

There are more than one hundred left, and Ming keeps the day to continue the competition and select the top eight.

In other words, if Chen Ming wins in a row tomorrow, there will be five matches. On the Dan test side, four in the morning, two in the top two, and two in the afternoon, one in the first.

So tomorrow will be Chen Ming's busiest day. Once he is restrained by one side of the competition, he must abandon the other side.

Many merchants knew that Chen Ming had watched the two games and made banker bets one after another, guessing whether Chen Ming gave up the pill test or the sword test.

Either neither can get the first place, or the two are tied for the first place.

After all, tomorrow’s competition will be very intense. Once you miss the time, one must be missed.

Many people went to place bets, and most of them gave up the sword test because the Dan test took longer than the test, and from Chen Ming's performance, the Dan test was the first place steadily.

Of course, there are also many people who are pressured to give up the pill test. Because the sword test is the first, this gimmick is very high, and also very famous.

The first sword test three years ago, it is said that he was worshipped in a certain third rank Sect.

When Chen Ming and Lin Wentian returned to the inn, the owner of the inn asked him personally, if the time comes, Chen Ming will give up which test.

"Sword test!" Lin Wentian answered the boss and took Chen Ming to the attic to rest.

"Little Junior Brother, congratulations, you are promoted again." As soon as Chen Ming went upstairs, Qin Xin came to congratulate.

"I also congratulate you for qualifying for the semi-finals." Chen Ming replied.

"If you give up the sword test, tomorrow's pill test will definitely be yours first." Qin Xin continued.

No way, the Alchemy talent shown by Chen Ming is too powerful.

The other two contestants who entered the semi-finals are disciples of the eighth grade Sect on the surface, but they are actually disciples of the first-class Sect.

After chatting for a while, Chen Ming returned to the room, closed his eyes to rest, and adjusted his state.

late at night!

A Daoist shadow, illuminated by moonlight, appeared at the window in Chen Ming's room.

"Who!" Chen Ming felt a powerful breath, suddenly opened his eyes and took out Flying Sword.

Worthy of being a Tianjiao, I hid all my breath, but I was discovered.

"It's me, City Lord Ma." A loud voice came, and Chen Ming used the moonlight to see the person clearly.

Approximately seven-foot-eight, with a long face, with a touch of majesty, and wearing a white crane and red robe, he is indeed City Lord Ma.

"The lord of the city visited late at night, what's the point?" Chen Ming got up and asked with cupped hands.

"Chen Ming, for tomorrow's competition, you give up the sword test." Ma Han said indifferently, yelling unwillingly in his tone.

"Why?" Chen Ming asked inexplicably, why did City Master Ma, like my senior brother, want me to give up the sword test?

"Because of this year's competition, the water was too deep. Until now, the disciples of the inferior Sect, 90% of the disciples have been eliminated."

"All selected are middle and upper Sect disciples who are mixed with inferior Sect. Their background is very strong, and in order to win the competition, they have all learned secret methods."

"There is a 50% chance that you will get the first place in the Dan test."

Ma Han looked melancholy.

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