Galaxy Shattering Blade

From the second round, the elimination battle.

The one-on-one decisive battle, simple and neat, only depends on the strength.

Moreover, an accidental play is useless, because the new wind war is a continuous battle, not only depends on the explosive force, but also depends on the lasting. Entering the real world of Nimes, fighting demon clan and demon clan, one-on-one battles are rare, often group battles.

"Draw a number ball." Lin Feng's eyes fell forward.

The order of the battle table is clear. No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 31... No. 31 vs. No. 32, the winner of No. 1 and No. 2 in the next round is the winner of No. 3 and No. 4, and so on. If you want to win the crown of the new style disciples, you need to win five games in a row.

"Huh?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

On the battle table, there is no name under all the numbers, except for No. 1 and No. 17, which have been set in advance.

No. 1 Wang Hui, No. 17 iron meteorite.

"The strongest genius in District 1 and District 2." Lin Feng's eyes flashed hot.

The two numbers can be divided, one in the upper half and one in the lower half, to avoid meeting before the decisive battle is a kind of protection.

"number 2!"

"No. 18!!"

...

The disciples cheered.

The 30 disciples who advanced to the second round touched the number ball one by one. When the disciples of the first district went to draw, the disciples of the second district cheered; when the disciples of the second zone went to draw, the disciples of the first district cheered. As for the disciples in the three districts, the whole army has long been annihilated, and now there is silence.

very nervous.

The same goes for the disciples who draw the ball.

From their own perspective, no one wants to draw No. 2 and No. 18. There are rewards for entering the top 16; entering the top 8. The rewards are more generous; every step forward in the new wind battle, you can get a lot of rewards.

Lin Feng is the 15th draw.

Compared with other people, he wants to draw these two numbers more, but many things are often contrary to his wishes, and this chance is not very great. It's not his turn yet. A pale young man looked at the number 2 ball in his hand, crying without tears.

Around, coaxing again and again.

quickly--

It was Lin Feng's turn.

"No. 18!" "No. 18!"... All the disciples in the three districts shouted, the most not seeing the four districts, and the voices of the second district were mixed. Lu Jie, defeated by Lin Feng, is a disciple of the second district. Because of this battle, the second district has been ridiculed by the first district.

"No. 32." The East Evil Protection Law responsible for the lottery reported the numbers.

The roaring crowd suddenly suffocated the ball, disappointed, No. 32 fell to the end of the second half. To meet No. 17 Iron Meteor, at least to the top four. The disciples in the four districts were excited. Apparently Lin Feng had drawn a good sign.

"Happy!"

"That's right, do you think this kid can make it to the semifinals?"

"Kill the chicken with a knife, and see how he loses in the next game!"

The disciples in the three districts shouted.

Red eyes one by one, I wish I could see Lin Feng's fiasco.

…

"No. 32." Lin Feng smiled.

This is a good number, and he ranks 32nd under the teacher. Looking at the name printed on the battle table, there is still a lot of distance from No. 17 Iron Meteor. Lin Feng does not matter, the first few battles... Quan Dang warmed up.

"31!" "No. 31!" There was another voice in the field.

Whenever a disciple in a district goes to draw. The disciples in the other districts shouted No. 31, hoping to meet the weakest opponent and advance to the top 16. Lin Feng looked in his eyes and smiled dumbly. He looked at the disciples who finally got the No. 31 ball and looked excited. If he didn't know, he thought he won the championship.

"No. 31..."

"Is that so good?"

…

Short break.

Draw the number ball. Directly start the second round of 16 battles, the four arena battles at the same time. It won't be too long. The rules are basically the same as in the first round, but serious injuries or falling to the ring are defeats. Don't kill each other.

"Wang Hui!" "Wang Hui!" ... Everyone in the area shouted.

Including the disciples in the three districts, they also cheered for the unparalleled genius of Xiefengtang. At just 22 years old, he was already the ninth level of Qiyun period. He is likely to become the youngest fetal week strongman in Xiefengtang Achievements are extraordinary.

On the contrary, the disciples in the second district said nothing.

Even the No. 2 disciple who fought against Wang Hui came from the second district, but everyone knows... this battle has no suspense.

"The strongest genius in the first district." Lin Feng's double pupils flashed.

"It took seven months to integrate a set of swordsmanship."

"Cultivate the sacred energy of light, and... the sacred energy of wood, a kind of world energy, a kind of five-element energy, light weight speed, heavy power; wood weight auxiliary, heavy defense."

Lin Feng looked at the contest ring, just five seconds later, Wang Hui had won. It is not that the opponents are of poor strength, and those who can advance to the second round are at least the fourth order of the Qiyun period, but Wang Hui is the existence of the ninth order of the Qiyun period, and the level is completely suppressed.

"For the time being, I don't see the holy spirit using wood."

"But his Holy Spirit of Light is at the same level as my Yaoguang Holy Spirit."

"Moreover, his knife is extremely brisk, and his power is exploding at the speed of the knife. The same is true of the knife that wants to merge."

Lin Feng nodded.

For the time being, we can only see this.

After all, the battle ended too quickly, and with Wang Hui's promotion, the fifth set of matches immediately opened. Lin Feng has swept through the four platforms and paid attention to every battle. This is a good learning opportunity for him, especially for most of his disciples. The sword realm is the ninth realm.

Like Wang Hui, it is the ninth state.

Watching them play against each other, you can see the use of a lot of mystery, the subtlety of the knife, and the feelings.

"Look, how serious it is to prepare disciples."

"That is, he is studying the next round of opponents, how can he not be serious?"

"Hahaha!"

...

In the three districts, there was a constant sarcasm.

Lin Feng turned a blind eye and watched an evenly matched battle. The gains were not small, especially the sentiment of Dao Realm. After studying with Li Ge and Wang Shen time and time again, his realm of Dao Art has already reached the peak of the eighth realm. Breaking through the ninth realm is only one point away.

"Oh?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As a group of matches went on, the match was soon over halfway, and the strongest person in the second district, "Iron Meteor," appeared.

At thirty years old, he is much older than other disciples. His knife is mature and decisive, as steady as Taishan. He also directly crushes his opponent to win. In particular, Lin Feng's heart was touched by the arrogance of the sword realm of the disciples. In terms of combat strength, he was only eighth in the Qiyun period.

Knife technique, the ninth realm peak!

"After three games, I will be able to fight him!" Lin Feng looked forward.

quickly--

After the game, the promotion places appeared one by one.

The end is to reach the end of the second round, which is the last game.

"No. 31 Wang Zhihong, to No. 32 Lin Feng!" The voice of Dongxie's protector, Shen Ran resounded.

…(To be continued)