"Please enter the ring!" An old voice sounded in everyone's ears, not knowing where it came from.

Jian Chen looked at the number in his hand. His number was number three, which was the third game.

Today is the day when the top ten masters are released, and the way of the competition has changed from before. It is not played at the same time as ten games, but one by one. After all, those who can get to this point are all wizards on the Tianyuan Continent, and none of them are weak. Every battle they have is very exciting.

"Little brother, you have to cheer for me." Tianmu Ling giggled in Jian Chen's ear, and then entered the arena through the space gate. Behind, a middle-aged man with a calm expression also entered the arena immediately behind Tianmu Ling.

The battle between the two began soon. The holy soldier of the Tianmu Ling was a slender long sword and the power of the water attribute holy. She first fought with the middle-aged man with her own strength. However, in just over a dozen rounds, the Tianmu Ling had to take out the King's Soldier. The middle-aged man was very strong, and relying on the Tianmu Ling's own strength alone was no match for him.

The sky spirit, who used the King's Soldier, quickly gained the advantage. The long whip was constantly twitched by her, leaving a large number of whip shadows in the air to suck the middle-aged man one after another, suppressing the middle-aged man. The King's Soldier contained powerful power. The middle-aged man was very afraid of it and did not dare to take the long whip attack, so he could only dodge.

The Mercenary City does not prohibit the use of King's Soldiers. Although it is made with external forces, there is no absolute fairness in the Tianyuan Continent. No matter what method you use, as long as you can win, it is the king's way. Therefore, external forces can also be regarded as a manifestation of strength.

The middle-aged man dodged in a mess. When he was in a gap that was leaking out of the sky spiritual whip, he suddenly shouted, and the surging energy surged out of his body, drowned his body in an instant. Then, the energy quickly gathered on the giant sword in his hand and turned into a ten-meter-long giant sword completely formed by energy. With the momentum of thunder, he stabbed towards the sky spiritual spirit along the gap exposed by the long whip.

"This is at least an advanced level combat skill, but looking at this form, it must be a kind of consumption of the power of the holy." Someone behind Jian Chen said in a faint tone.

On the ring, Tianmu Ling's face became serious, and the long whip in her hand kept twitching, slapping the ten-meter-long energy giant sword one after another. After several attacks by the long whip, the energy giant sword was finally broken. With a roar, the violent energy after wave rushed towards all directions.

A layer of water-attributed holy power emanated from the body of the Sky Spirit, forming a faint energy shield in front of it, resisting the oncoming energy storm, and at the same time, the body quickly retreated.

However, when Tianmu Ling's figure just took two steps, his face suddenly changed. Before she could make any moves, a giant sword pierced her chest, and the tip of the sword broke out from her chest.

The middle-aged man who was supposed to be in front of her had come behind her from time to time, and the giant sword penetrated directly into the chest of Tianmu Ling.

"You lost!" The middle-aged man kept holding the sword and said expressionlessly. Now his long sword is piercing into the body of the Tianmu Spirit. If the Tianmu Spirit refuses to admit defeat, the violent energy contained in the long sword will explode in an instant, causing the Tianmu Spirit to suffer extremely serious injuries.

Tianmu Ling endured the huge pain from her chest and nodded slightly. She also understood her current situation.

"Olidoya won!" When the referee announced the end of the game, the middle-aged man slowly drew his sword and left the arena through the space gate.

As soon as the Tianmu Ling left the arena, two saints of light came to her and used the saint of light power to heal her wounds. Because among the eight eliminated people, two of them were selected as the top ten masters, and the eight who advanced were promoted.

Although Tianmu Ling was eliminated in this battle, she still had a glimmer of hope.

The second game was Zal against a young man named Apocalypse City. Zal steadily suppressed his opponent with his strong strength and won without any suspense.

It was Jian Chen's turn in the third game. When Jian Chen entered the ring, a tall woman in black uniform also entered the ring. This time his opponent was Jue.

Jue held the dagger in his right hand, his eyes were cold and he looked at Jian Chen without any sense of brilliance. He looked cold. She just stood there so often, but she felt like a cold iceberg, looking like she was keeping people from thousands of miles away.

Jian Chen looked at the other party with a calm face. He had been observing for a long time. He knew that the woman in front of him was definitely a cruel and ruthless person, cold-blooded and ruthless. No one who was her opponent could survive. Even Jian Chen sighed that he was so cruel.

"The match begins!" The referee's old voice came in through the barrier. At the same time, Jue moved, and her body turned into a black phantom and came to Jian Chen at an extremely fast speed. The dagger flashed with a water-blue lightning and stabbed towards Jian Chen's heart as fast as lightning. At the same time, an extremely cold aura emanated from Jue's dagger, causing Jian Chen's body to shudder.

A look of surprise flashed in Jian Chen's eyes. This was her first time in a fight. I didn't expect that her holy soldiers could emit a cold aura. Although they were surprised, Jian Chen's movement was not slow. He saw a silver-white light flashing and the Qingfeng sword was rapid.

Attack, collided with Jue's dagger.

"Ding!" With a crisp clash of clashes, the dagger was immediately blocked, but Jian Chen's light wind sword was already stained with a thin layer of ice crystals. The cold aura came back, making Jian Chen feel as if he was naked in the snow and ice.

A look of surprise flashed in Jian Chen's eyes. Now he suddenly realized that he had been a little too slight before. Just one weapon collision, his Qingfeng sword was stained with a layer of extremely cold ice crystals.

"What kind of cultivation method is this? It actually has such a magical effect." Jian Chen felt a secret shock in his heart.

At this time, Jue's attacks came one after another, and the dagger was always deadly in Jian Chen's heart.

Jian Chen Qingfeng Sword collided with Jue's dagger like lightning several times. Although it blocked Jue's attack, the ice on the Qingfeng Sword became thicker and thicker. The cold aura even made Jian Chen's arms feel stiff, as if even his blood was about to be frozen.

"Her martial arts are very strange. The longer the battle is, the more unfavorable it is for me. We must end the battle as soon as possible." Jian Chen quickly made up his mind. Then a wave of his arm, and the ice crystals on the Qingfeng Sword suddenly turned into pieces and fell on the ground. As his arms continued to dance, the Qingfeng Sword turned into a sword shadow in the sky and enveloped Jue.

A sharp light flashed in Jue's eyes, and a white cold air rose from her body, as if frozen in the air in the space around her, turning into hard ice. The temperature of the entire arena was greatly affected and became extremely cold in an instant. Even the barrier that protected the arena was quickly formed.

Jian Chen's light wind sword stab was immediately blocked in the air, making continuous jingling sounds, while Jue's body was like a fish in water inside, without any influence. The dagger turned into a cold light and stabbed towards Jian Chen's heart again.

Seeing Jue's dagger stabbing, Jian Chen subconsciously showed the steps of the instant shadow Qianhuan body in his mind. He saw his body move and turned into a afterimage and left in an instant. He dragged up one after another along the way and came behind Jue at an extremely fast speed. The light wind sword turned into a silver-white light and stabbed out like lightning.

Jue turned around quickly, and the dagger blocked the Qingfeng Sword with a strong cold air, and then moved forward instead of retreating, and instantly approached Jian Chen's body. The dagger stabbed towards Jian Chen's heart again. At the same time, a cold ice frozen Jian Chen's feet, fixing Jian Chen in place, unable to move.

The action was bound, and Jian Chen's face changed slightly. He did not dare to hesitate at the moment. The Qingfeng Sword immediately stabbed out three swords as fast as possible. The first sword blocked Jue's dagger, the second sword and the third sword stabbed Jue's throat and heart, and successfully forced Jue to take a few steps back.

Jian Chen shouted softly, stepped heavily on the ring with his feet. The powerful holy power gushed out from his feet, shattering the ice crystals that bound his feet. Jian Chen, who had recovered his freedom of movement, immediately used the Shiying Qianhuan body, and his body came to Jue's side as fast as lightning. The Qingfeng Sword stabbed out with one sword and suppressed Jue with speed.

Although Jue's attack speed is not slow, it is still weaker than Jian Chen. After only a few rounds, it can't hold on. Jian Chen's Qingfeng Sword also formed a thin ice crystal here to increase the weight of the Qingfeng Sword, affecting Jian Chen's sword speed.

At this critical moment, a sharp sword energy shot out from the Qingfeng sword, destroying the ice crystals into powder and floating on the ground. Then, the speed continued to move towards Juezhao without decreasing.

Jue quickly retreated, and at the same time, a stronger white cold air emanated from her body, freezing the surrounding space into an ice cave.

A sneer appeared on Jian Chen's mouth. The power of the Desperate Creation was activated, and his combat power was suddenly increased by three times. The sharp sword energy on the Qingfeng Sword suddenly surged, breaking through the space frozen into an ice cave like a tyrant, and finally stopped steadily in front of Jue's throat.

Looking at the sword that had reached his throat, Jue stopped attacking and stared at Jian Chen with an expressionless face, his eyes were still so cold, without any emotional fluctuations.

"Jian Chen won!" The referee's voice came quickly. As soon as he finished speaking, two space gates appeared in front of Jian Chen and Jue.

Jian Chen took back the Qingfeng Sword and walked out without saying a word. Jue also left silently, expressionlessly through the Space Gate.

"Jian Chen, good." As soon as he left the space gate, Mingdong came to Jian Chen with a happy expression. When Mingdong's hand was placed on Jian Chen's shoulder, he immediately shuddered and withdrew his hand like lightning, exclaimed: "Oh my God, Jian Chen, you just came out of the ice cave, why are you so cold?"

Jian Chen smiled bitterly and said, "It's almost the same. It's even colder than the ice cave. If you don't pay attention, you will be frozen. Jue is not simple. The skills she practices are very mysterious. She can actually control the very cold cold air. Fighting with her, even if she is more steadily than her, she will fall into extreme passivity."

After hearing Jian Chen's words, Mingdong's face became a little serious, and he murmured: "It seems that you have to be careful when you meet her in the future."
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