One Million Critical Strikes Will Return At The Beginning, I Am Invincible!

The prototype of the Sword intent, how precious?

Even their master, Tong Shang, was known as a peerless talent in the way of swordsman.

But until now, it's just comprehend the prototype of Sword intent.

And now.

The junior brother actually said that if he could get the volume of Sword Technique, he could also comprehend the prototype of Sword intent?

This makes them, how not to be surprised? How not to be surprised?

"Since that's the case, let's act as a teacher. After this bullshit competition is over, go to the Baihong Sword Sect and get this volume of Sword Technique for you!"

Tong Shang spoke with a rare serious tone.

He also didn't want to miss opportunities related to his disciple's future.

But Tong Shaoyu waved his hand and smiled faintly: "I don't need to do anything, Master, I have an idea, I should be able to ask for that Sword Technique directly."

Tong Shaoyu said.

His eyes fell on the central high platform.

At this moment, the second round had come to an end, and the original arena had been withdrawn.

Around the central high platform, there is another five-party Gold battle platform, which is used as the third round and the final round of the Golden Sword Competition.

And in the center of the five-party Gold battle platform, there is even a spirit sword shining with the divine brilliance of Gold.

This is the Golden Sword Competition, the leader's reward, a top-rank magic sword of Mysterious Rank!

For the younger generation of each sect, the value of this sect's sword is indeed not cheap!

However, for Tong Shaoyu and others, it is not worth mentioning at all!

No.

Not just this magic sword.

What kind of golden sword contest is the leader, what kind of leader is the seed of Tianjiao.

In Tong Shaoyu's view.

"It's just frogs at the bottom of the well, mud fighting for nothing!"

"That set of Sword Technique fell into the hands of these frogs at the bottom of the well, like a pearl covered in dust, I took it away for their consideration!"

He opened his mouth lightly.

There was an indescribable arrogance in the tone, and even an unconcealable look of disdain.

But, whether it's Tong Tianlin or Tong Yao.

Even their teacher, Tong Shang, took it for granted!

after all.

Perhaps Tong Shaoyu's strength is not as good as Tong Yao and Tong Tianlin's.

But in time, it will be easy to surpass them, and even surpass their Master Tong Shang!

"clang!"

Just when the children's merchants and apprentices were discussing.

In the venue, on the high platform.

Xuan Tianjing uttered another tremor, quelling the discussions present.

"The third round is about to begin!"

"According to the rules, the 128 talents from the Advance Grade to the third round can choose a platform according to their own strength."

"Those who ascend to the battle stage must accept the challenge of other talents!"

"If you fail, you will be eliminated."

"If you win, you can stay in the ring and rest for a quarter of an hour before starting the next round of duel!"

"Whether it is to challenge the War Practitioner or the Defender, there is only one chance!"

"Time, three hours!"

"After three hours, those who remain in the arena will be the top five of this year's Golden Sword Competition! The leader of the Golden Sword Competition will also be decided among them!"

Following Xuantian Sect, the rules for the third round of the Golden Sword Competition have been read out!

On the field, the Tianjiao who have qualified for the third round.

They also raised their heads in unison, looking at the five-party Gold battle platform, their eyes were extremely hot!

"I'll be the first to enter the ring!"

Immediately, there will be more and more Tianjiao, and they will be on the battlefield.

However, he has not waited for him to go up.

"You, get down."

Tong Shaoyu's calm and cold voice came from the crowd.

And at the moment when his voice fell.

"boom!"

The one who wants to take the lead in getting famous, even if he loses, he is still the first one to get on the ring, which is not too shameful.

But he didn't even have the chance to resist.

Tong Shaoyu grabbed his ankle directly, as if dragging a dead dog, he was pulled off the ring, and flew out backwards!

"boom!"

It happened suddenly.

Everyone present had no time to react.

When he came back to his senses, that Tianjiao had already been thrown out of the boundary and hit a boundary wall, making a dull sound!

Fortunately, he didn't suffer serious injuries, he just went out of bounds and was eliminated.

However, this scene also made Tianjiao present extremely dissatisfied!

"Which Sect is this? So unruly!?"

"No matter how strong you are, you have to wait for him to ascend the ring, and then you make a move and beat him to the ring, this is in compliance!"

Every Tianjiao is filled with righteous indignation.

Tong Shaoyu's expression was calm, with scrutiny in his eyes, even more overlooking.

Although he stood in the crowd, he made many Tianjiao frown and felt very displeased.

Even Qin Han, who has always been simple and honest.

A look of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

In his opinion, the real arrogance, the real strong.

It is arrogance.

It should also be like Master Own, restrained and powerful.

And Tong Shaoyu was too overbearing, even more domineering to the extreme!

As if sensing Qin Han's eyes, Tong Shaoyu suddenly smiled.

He raised his chin at Qin Han, and said lightly, "You don't have to care about me, at least not now."

finished.

Tong Shaoyu turned to Mo Qingqing again, raised his finger, and tapped on her and Qin Han respectively: "You two, I agree to stand to the end, because I have a deal with you, don't worry, it will be beneficial and not harmful to you."

His tone was calm, but he had a sense of domineering, like the power of the catastrophe, pointing the country, arrogant to the extreme.

this time.

Qin Han couldn't bear it anymore, wanted to speak, but turned back.

However, he has not waited for him to speak.

But Tong Shaoyu spoke again.

"brush!"

He first flashed his figure and came to the ring, and then he raised his hand slightly, and a smear of true essence and divine light radiated from his fingertips. With the Gold ring he was on as the boundary, he moved the ring to the third place with all the Advance Graders. The pride of the wheel, separated.

After doing all this.

He clapped his palms, as if the troublesome things were finally done, let out a sigh of relief, then turned his gaze back to everyone, and said indifferently.

"I want to use the leader of the Golden Sword Competition as a bargaining chip to make a deal with the two of them."

"So, whoever you think is capable and can win the championship can go forward. Of course, if you feel that one person is not enough and want to go together, I will accept it."

"Anyway, I'm in a hurry, everyone will make a quick decision."

finished.

Tong Shaoyu looked at Mo Qingqing and Qin Han, and smiled at them.

"You two, you can discuss it now, whoever will be the first and who will be the second, don't worry about me, it doesn't matter if I take the third or not, this so-called big competition, in my opinion, is just a joke !"

"Arrogance!"

Under the arena, all the Advance Graders who had reached the third round were already extremely angry at the arrogance in Tong Shaoyu's tone.

Hearing what he said, when even one Tianjiao couldn't bear it, he stepped out and attacked Tong Shaoyu who was on the ring!

But around the ring, the senior Sect Elders were much calmer.

The Golden Sword Competition is not limited to one session.

In the past, Tianjiao Yicai, who was not without publicity, appeared before. Although there were very few people as arrogant as Tong Shaoyu, it was not enough to make them lose their composure.

What's more, the Tianjiao who played is not bad, he is a seed-level player of Yanmen, second only to Junyan, the first seed of Yanmen.

"Even if you can't defeat that little guy, you can still teach him a lesson, let him know that you should not underestimate the heroes of your generation..."

An Elder from the Yan Clan spoke, he was the master of the Tianjiao who had left the station, and there was unconcealable expectation in his tone at this moment.

But The next moment, his voice, stopped abruptly.

Not just him.

"boom!"

Following a muffled sound, all the people present suddenly changed their colors and looked towards the center of the ring in unison!

The moment when the seeded Tianjiao, who was placed high hopes by the Yanmen Elder, stepped onto the ring.

It was Tong Feiyu's understatement with a sword, repelled him again, and knocked him out of the ring!

"boom!"

Yan Clan Tianjiao was defeated in an instant, and was knocked down to the ground by Tong Feiyu's sword.

If the dull sound hit the hearts of all Tianjiao, it would make their eyelids twitch violently!

"Who else?"

Tong Shaoyu spoke lightly.

"If there is no one, how about you abstaining? Or are you going to spend time with me here, until I lose patience and am too lazy to play with you?"

"you!"

Every one of the Tianjiao blushed.

The Golden Sword Competition has special meaning to the younger generation of Yanshan, but in the mouth of the other party, it has become like a game.

This humiliation is really unbearable for them!

"Talent is good, but unfortunately, the character is too bad."

In the formation of Baihong Sword Sect, Lin Chen frowned.

He has already seen it with the system.

This talented person named Tong Shaoyu has really good aptitude, comparable to Qin Han's aptitude, both of whom are blue fates.

However, Lin Chen was particularly displeased with his kindness.

Arrogance is not a big problem for Tianjiao.

Even Lin Chen himself is proud.

However, Tong Shaoyu's performance has gone beyond the category of arrogance and can be called arrogance.

Such a person, even if he can rise for a while relying on his talent, will soon fade away.

Besides.

Yanshan's five major sects, but they are all Pihai-level sects, and they are still the lowest level among Pihai-level sects.

But Tong Shaoyu, in the whole Qingzhou, can be regarded as the arrogance of talent.

That's why.

Tong Shaoyu laughed at the Golden Sword Grand Competition as if it was a joke, and felt that it was foolish to mobilize so many teachers.

But it's like an adult, mocking the stupidity of the games played by children, and blaming children for not being able to drink and play chess for fun like adults.

Arrogant enough to be called stupid.

Lin Chen shook his head and stopped looking.

Originally he had some ideas.

After all, he has now reached the Ninth Stage days of Mysterious Heaven.

It is only one step away from opening up the sea.

Once breakthrough, there will be one more disciple slot.

This Tong Shaoyu has good talent.

But now it seems.

Talent is okay, but his temperament is too bad, and his arrogant attitude makes Lin Chen feel that this kid is a bit... The brain is not fully developed, and the cerebellum is completely underdeveloped.

Although as a master, he doesn't mind protecting his shortcomings, but he doesn't have the heart to correct the psychological barriers of problem children.

As for Tong Shaoyu's arrogant and domineering operation, he didn't care much.

His strength, in Lin Chen's opinion.

That is to say, it is similar to Qin and Han Dynasties.

Whether it is Mo Qingqing or Chu Miaoyin, they can easily defeat him.

He doesn't need to worry about it at all!

but.

Lin Chen was indifferent.

But it doesn't mean that others can calm down.

As the seed Tianjiao of Yanmen was swept out of the ring.

The whole venue fell into silence.

A Tianjiao who has reached the third round of Advance Grade is full of humiliation!

However, with that seed from Yanmen as a lesson, no matter how unwilling they were, they didn't have the courage to step forward!

And saw this scene.

The disdain in Tong Shaoyu's eyes grew stronger.

"If you don't have the guts to go forward, then just admit defeat. This way, it will save me a lot of trouble."

"You are too arrogant!"

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore, let out a low drink, and jumped onto the ring!

"boom!"

The first seed of the Yan Clan, Jun Yan made a move, and Xuan Zhongru danced wildly, chopping out waves of air, bringing the flames soaring into the sky, the momentum was astonishing!

"As expected of Senior Brother Jun Yan!"

Outside the arena, the disciples of the Yan Clan cheered. It was the most embarrassing thing for one of them to be defeated. Now that Jun Yan is on the stage, the spirits that let them down all rise again!

However, their cheers have not yet fallen.

"The arm of a mantis is like a cart."

"boom!"

A dull crash sounded from the arena, calming down all the cheers in an instant.

Tong Shaoyu struck again, as always, with unrivaled strength, using his fingers together as a sword, he slashed out an extremely sharp silver White Sword Ray, which directly broke through Jun Yan's Tenth Stage air wave, and together with Jun Yan, he was bombarded Get off the ring!