Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

Wentian, who had hope of rushing into the top three, ended the road to the big competition because of encountering Xiao Ye in the third round. It must be said that it was a tragedy.

The atmosphere at the scene was also pushed to the peak by the duel between the two, and there was an uproar.

In particular, Xiao Ye showed his physical strength and his invincible sweep, which left a deep impression on many disciples.

Xiao Ye successfully stepped on Wentian and became the biggest dark horse in this competition. There was no suspense in rushing into the top three, and he might even be the first.

As Xiao Ye walked off the stage, the shocked disciple regained his senses, and then began to talk in a low voice.

"I really didn't expect that Xiao Ye would be so strong that even Wentian is no match for him."

"Yes, Xiao Ye's strength is comparable to the late stage of the ninth stage of the Xiantian realm, and I am afraid he can win the first place in the competition."

"I think it's a little difficult to win the first place. Did you forget that there is still the unfathomable Zhao Gan? He has never shown his strength."

As soon as this statement came out, someone nodded in agreement.

Zhao Gan, as the proud disciple of the Great Elder, and the proud son of the Chongyang Sect, was highly regarded by the deputy sect master, and there was no reason to be worse than Wentian.

Xiao Ye!

Zhao dry!

In any case, both of them became popular candidates to win the championship, standing at the pinnacle level of direct disciples, and the dazzling light radiating from them made other direct disciples become foils.

Moreover, both of them are now 19 years old, they can be called the supreme among their peers, and they are the opponents of fate!

Zhao Gan's expression was hard for a moment, his body exuded an icy aura, and his fists were clenched. Even he, after seeing Xiao Ye's strength, couldn't keep his composure.

He could never have imagined that the mountain boy who was pressed to his knees by his breath would grow to a level comparable to him one day.

This makes him unacceptable!

What's more, this personal disciple competition is of great significance to him. Only by winning the first place can he become the master of the young sect.

"You ant, I must kill you!" Zhao Gan's eyes were full of scarlet, killing intent filled the air, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a lot.

"This stinky boy,

It really freaked me out. "The fourth elder showed a smile on his face, and after seeing Xiao Ye's strength with his own eyes, he could finally rest assured.

"Xiao Ye, Ye Xiao, I should have thought of it a long time ago. In the Black Dragon Kingdom, the young Tianjiao who have practiced the Four Tripods of Heaven can be counted on one hand."

The first elder had a bitter smile on his face, and when he was wrong, he let the fourth elder take advantage of it.

"This time, the deputy sect master shouldn't be able to sit still." The first elder quietly looked at the deputy sect master sitting there, but found that the other party's eyes were deep and very calm, and he didn't seem to be worried about Zhao Gan.

"Could it be that Zhao Gan is enough to defeat Xiao Ye?" The Great Elder had a hint of doubt in his heart, then shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

With the strength of these two people, there will be a head-to-head duel sooner or later.

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"Junior brother, your strength..." Bingya was still in shock when Xiao Ye walked back.

The little junior brother who was abused by her back then has surpassed her.

"Hey, Senior Sister, when I defeat Zhao Gan, don't forget the agreement between us." Xiao Ye grinned. In fact, he wanted to find a chance to bring Bingya back.

Hearing Xiao Ye mention this sentence, Bingya's ears became hot, she snorted and turned her head away, not wanting Xiao Ye to see her embarrassment.

"Hey, how did I get myself into it." Bingya sighed helplessly.

The third round of the competition continued, and because of Xiao Ye, many of the disciples were not very interested in the following duels.

When Zhao Gan came on the court, everyone was in high spirits, and many people even looked at Xiao Ye unconsciously.

At this time, they had already regarded the two as their fateful opponents.

Xiao Ye looked at all this calmly.

"Junior Brother Zhao Gan, please be merciful." Zhao Gan's opponent is quite different from Wentian, but his cultivation has also reached the early stage of the ninth level of the Innate Realm.

The direct disciple thought of Zhao Gan's second defeat to his opponent in the previous round, and his heart felt cold.

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Gan's figure had disappeared in place, and just like the previous round, he slapped the opponent cleanly with one palm.

Seeing this, everyone was disappointed, and many people scolded, and the direct disciple was too abscess, and he couldn't even let Zhao Gan show his strength.

After knocking the opponent into the air, Zhao Gan's eyes burst into two divine lights, piercing through the void and blasting towards Xiao Ye.

This is a peculiar combat skill that Zhao Gan accidentally acquired. It can hide the attack in sight and kill the opponent, making it hard to guard against.

"Humph!"

Xiao Ye snorted coldly, and saw that he flicked his fingers, and a terrifying wave suddenly appeared in the air, collided with the two gods, and disappeared in the void.

Although Xiao Ye has never practiced fingering combat skills, with his current physical strength, his entire body is an attacking weapon, and any random move is comparable to a fourth-grade combat skill.

Seeing Xiao Ye actually defusing his attack, Zhao Gan's complexion changed slightly, and he turned and walked off the field.

"Come and don't be indecent, you also take me a move!" Xiao Ye waved his palm, and suddenly the powerful martial arts true meaning rose to the sky, causing the temperature in the field to rise rapidly.

Fifteen flaming lotuses rushed out quickly, turning into a sea of ​​fire to drown Zhao Gan's body.

"You're courting death!" Zhao Gan in the sea of ​​​​fire shouted loudly, and stepped out of the sea of ​​​​fire in one step, the white robe swelled, and the cold killing intent locked Xiao Ye.

"You are only allowed to attack me, and I am not allowed to attack you?"

"Zhao Gan, do you think I, Xiao Ye, are still the same as before, and can be bullied by you?" Xiao Ye danced wildly, his surging blood agitated Jiuzhongtian, causing the situation to change color.

The two peak direct disciples confronted each other, and there was a faint flash of electric light. The terrifying momentum made the air stop flowing.

The disciples watching the battle were in high spirits and their eyes were shining. Could it be that the two are going to fight now?

"Stop, the two of you will have a chance to fight." The elder came to the field and said coldly.

"Humph!

Zhao Qian withdrew his gaze, then turned and walked back, and Xiao Ye followed with his breath.

This made the disciples watching the battle quite disappointed, but they also looked forward to the time of the confrontation between the two.

After a few more duels, Bingya was the last to play and defeated her opponent strongly. The third round officially ended, and the top ten disciples, Dabi, were officially born.

"It's getting late now, and tomorrow we will have the fourth and fifth rounds of competition." The Great Elder announced.

Many disciples were stunned for a moment, only to realize that it was already evening, and the competition had been going on for a day.

"Oh, I'm really not happy."

"Don't worry, tomorrow's fourth round will screen out the top five of the competition, and the fifth round will be the final. The top three places will be determined. That's the highlight."

Many of the disciples left without a word, and when they talked about tomorrow's duel, they were all very excited.

"Junior brother, let's go." Bingya said.

Xiao Ye nodded and looked in the direction of the deputy sect master, only to find that there was only an empty chair left, and Zhao Gan was also lost in the crowd.

Xiao Ye frowned slightly, Zhao Gan has a father in the Xuanwu realm, maybe he will have some powerful cards.

"You have a trump card, don't I have one?" Xiao Ye sneered, in addition to the Profound Weapon Flame Sabre, he also had the sealed jade talisman of the Xuanwu Realm powerhouse.

He didn't activate the flaming sword, or didn't sheath it, even the deputy sect master couldn't find out that it was a profound weapon, and he carried it on him just in case.

If Zhao Gan used his trump card to break the rules, he would naturally not be soft-hearted and see who was more ruthless.

In the palace where Xiao Ye lived, he took out the primeval stone to cultivate.

Suddenly, Xiao Ye opened his eyes, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

"I don't know why, but I'm always restless, feeling that something big will happen tomorrow." Xiao Ye said to himself.

It seems that there is an invisible black hand that has covered him, making him breathless, and as time goes by, this feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

"It doesn't matter, let's practice." Xiao Ye forced himself to calm down and continued to practice.

The next morning, when the ancient bell rang in the Chongyang Mountains, all the disciples rushed to Dabi Square.

When the four elders in black robes and the deputy sect master came together, the fourth round of the competition officially began.

In the fourth round, the top five disciples of the Zhongda Competition will be screened, and the opponent will still be determined by drawing lots. There are only five duels in total.

Xiao Ye drew the fifth lottery, which happened to be the last one to play.

And the first person to play was Zhao Gan with fluttering white robes!

When everyone saw Zhao Gan's opponent, their expressions suddenly became a little weird.

It was a twenty-seven-year-old young man named Qi Yun. He was a disciple of the second elder. He was taciturn and had always been very low-key. He was the opposite of Zhao Gan, who had an arrogant personality.

But as long as anyone familiar with him knows that Qi Yun is actually very powerful, he defeated a young Tianjiao on the Qianlong list four years ago. In this personal competition, he only used three moves every time to defeat his opponent.

The opponent in the middle stage of the Eighth Layer of the Innate Realm, three moves!

The opponent in the late eighth stage of the Innate Realm, three moves!

The opponents at the early stage of the ninth level of the Innate Realm still have three moves!

No matter how low-key Qi Yun is, he has been noticed. After all, as long as he is not a fool, one can see Qi Yun's strength.

Therefore, Qi Yun was considered by everyone to be the most promising direct disciple of the top three, and would definitely not be weaker than Wentian.

"Qi Yun will definitely make Zhao Gan reveal his cultivation!" The disciples who watched the battle were excited, and the direct disciple competition became more and more exciting as it went to the back. This was the first match of the day, and it was possible to enjoy such a duel.

When confronted with an opponent like Zhao Gan, Qi Yun did not dare to be careless at all, and burst out with a powerful aura, and the powerful force fluctuated into the sky.

"In the middle stage of the Xiantian Realm, Qi Yun's cultivation is no weaker than Wentian!" The disciples watching the battle lit up, and then they all turned to Zhao Gan.

But I saw Zhao Qian dancing in white robes, like the people in the painting, very out of the dust.

"You guys, don't you really want to know my cultivation? Then I'll let you feel it now." Zhao Gan's face was full of arrogance, and a wave of terrifying power surged straight into the sky, tearing the sky apart.

There was a sudden gust of wind in the field, flying sand and rocks, shaking the ground, and the blazing rays of light made the sun eclipsed.

"The late stage of the ninth level of the Xiantian realm!" Qi Yun's expression was horrified.

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