Jin Ling was helped down, and a small pool of blood was still on the field, indicating that the game just ended was still not determined. The top 100 players in the league were silent. It was not a good sign that they lost in the first battle. Zhi Jizi lowered his head and discussed it with Tong Yu and the others, and then looked at the rookie disciples behind him. Just as he was about to speak, he saw one of the disciples. He was not tall and thin, but he was as tall as a pine tree, with a firm look on his face. He was carrying a long iron sword on his back, which was Sun Jian.

Sun Jian bowed to the seniors and said, "Disciple, please fight." The simple four words are full of firmness and give people an unquestionable aura. Tongyu Jin Qiuzi and others don't know much about Sun Jian, but Feng Xu and the others have been paying attention to Sun Jian's performance. After a brief silence, Feng Xu said, "Okay, I am worthy of my Yaoshan elite. This formation is accurate to win but not defeat. I personally go to Senior Brother Yulinzi to ask for you. Go."

Sun Jian bowed again and said, "I will definitely not be humiliated!" He turned around and walked out of the stands, and stepped into the arena in a few steps.

Sun Jian did not talk to the Scarfaced Man, but stood quietly opposite him at a distance of ten feet. Facing this new player, Scarfaced Man did not relax his vigilance. Those who could end up must be better than the previous player, otherwise wouldn't they give them to others for nothing?!

The scar-faced man slowly raised the axe in his hand. Sun Jian drew out the long sword from behind, pointed the tip of the sword in front of him, his eyes closed, and his whole person stood like a sculpture. Seeing that Sun Jian had no intention of attack, the scar-faced man did not take it lightly. His eyes carefully looked at the opponent not far away, and the golden momentum under his feet rose again. A few breaths passed quickly, and Sun Jian was still as motionless as a mountain. The scar-faced man could not hold back his breath and slowly approached Sun Jian, stopped five or six feet away from him, holding the axe in his hands and slashed in the air, and a series of cross-shaped golden lights roared away and rushed straight to Sun Jian. The scar-faced man did not do his best, but used 30% of his magic power to conduct a tentative attack, but such a fast attack at a close range was not so easy to avoid.

In a blink of an eye, the cross golden light attack was less than two feet away from Sun Jian. At this time, Sun Jian opened his eyes in vain, and two murderous gazes shot at the scar-faced man. The scar-faced man was stared at by the cold eyes and was shocked for no reason. At the same time, the long sword in Sun Jian's hand moved. He waved his hand, and a golden sword light that was nearly meter long was emitted from the mortal iron sword. In an instant, the cross golden light flew across the opposite side, smashing a series of golden lights. The sword light did not decrease. In the blink of an eye, it had reached the scar-faced man's body, and the sword light pointed directly at him.

The scar-faced man seemed to be caught by Sun Jian's gaze, and his reaction was slowed down by half a beat, but he barely raised the axe in his hand to protect him. When this sword was slashed out, most of the people present did not have time to react, and many people even did not see clearly when Sun Jian made his sword. In the main stand, the high-level monks on both sides were shocked after slashing out the sword, and several people even stood up because they felt that Sun Jian's sword just now was infinitely close to the full-strength attack of the early-stage cultivator of the fourth-level. You must know that Sun Jian's current cultivation level is only in the middle-level third-level.

"Ding!" After a crisp sound, the audience was silent. The scar-faced man still kept holding the axe, but his body was ten feet away, and a long trace was dragged out from the ground. Sun Jian had already put his sword in the sheath.

"Bang!" After a little more than a breath, the scarfaced man's big axe was thrown to the ground. A half-inch deep sword mark was left on the thick axe surface, which penetrated the entire axe body. The scarfaced man's clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and his face was covered with bean-sized sweat beads, and his eyes became a little dull. After a long time, the scarfaced man's mouth and nose were sprayed out, and he stuttered: "I'm defeated!"

The Scarfaced man almost dragged his body out of the arena like a loss, but no one looked down on him because of this. Most of the young disciples present considered the same question. If it were him who fought with Sun Jian just now, whether he could take the devastating sword, the answer was undoubtedly yes, that is, he could not take it. Therefore, although the Scarfaced man was defeated, no one looked down on him. Some people even began to feel a little sympathetic to him, after all, less than a quarter of an hour ago

During the time, he was still a winner, and the next moment, he fell from heaven to hell, and even his magical weapons were damaged. Such a result was difficult to accept anyway. The most important thing is that Sun Jian's destruction of the sword just now not only destroyed the opponent's magical weapons, but also tore the opponent's firm heart of Taoism apart. The opponent will leave a shadow on this for a long time. If he cannot adjust his mentality in time, he will inevitably be far-reachingly affected in the future path of cultivation.

Surprisingly, just when everyone was speculating that Li Donghua would send someone to the field, Sun Jian moved his body and left the arena and appeared in the main stand again. Facing the puzzled gaze of Feng Xu and others, Sun Jian said calmly: "You are the seniors, the sword just now is something that I have learned from these days. With my current strength, I can only use one sword. Fortunately, I have fulfilled my fate and have defeated my opponent. The following game will be left to the stronger ones.

Senior brother, I am not able to do anything." At this time, Feng Xu and others noticed that Sun Jian's face was pale. Obviously, the sword just now had consumed all his spiritual power. Tongyu Zhenren looked at Sun Jian with approval and said: "The key is to have self-knowledge. It is already very rare for you to be able to advance and retreat in a proper manner. You won the first victory for the alliance. This is a great achievement. There will be rewards afterwards. Go down and rest to cheer for other brothers."
Chapter completed!