The next battle has no previous ups and downs. Although the children on stage have the strength of the eight -star and nine -star samurai, they are a lot weaker before comparison.

The children can't help cheering, and the martial arts field is still very lively. But in the eyes of the strong men who are in front of the players, there is no longer any war.

Zhang Shaojie's voice came out and passed to every corner of the showcase.

"The end of the ring is over, and the ranking will start tomorrow. Those ranking in the end can give priority to the challenge, and the challenge is over."

The battle on the second day came as scheduled, and it was still starting at the time of Chen. The positions of tens of thousands of observation seats were no absent. Not only did they have the students of the First Wudao Academy, but they also had many mentors.

Young Master. The First Institute of Magic did not have the end of the year and did not rank. Therefore, at the beginning of the start of the battle, they would also come to watch the war and confirm the learning with themselves.

The rain butterfly and Sun Wan wearing a ponytail in Tsing Yi also came to the showwood field early to find a leading position. They did not come to see the previous battle, but they also heard that Yi Ran showed that the momentum of the great warrior entered the momentum.

Former hundred, but when I came to watch the war, I did not contact Yi Ran in advance, for fear of affecting Iran's normal cultivation. However, when Iran stepped into the showcase, when I perceived slightly, I felt the familiarity of Yu Die's body.

A breath, smiling at her. Yu Die also smiled, raised his arm and waved.

It is completely different from the fierce battle in the expected. The battle is completely without the situation that you scrambled to win. The ranking of your own strength has long been judged. What is really blurred is comparison with other grades. No one will know.

There is no meaning to challenge those who are too high. As long as you lose a battle, there is no chance to fight. In order to be able to win a higher ranking, the goal will only be those who are not much different.

Those who are in the last position are all the two people who are in the fourth grade. The talents of the two are already top.

They said that they could not step into the big samurai and have the ability to compete for the top ten, but now they are still a lot worse.

Before entering the big samurai, the ranking could not be too long. Although the gap between the great samurai and the samurai was not as exaggerated as the warrior, it was a gap that could not be passed.

Therefore, when the 100 seats began to choose, his first goal was the fourth grade that was slightly weaker. He was the nine -star warrior, and the fourth grade was only eight stars, and the result was not difficult to predict.

The seats suddenly became seventy -four seats, and the child in the fourth grade was postponed to seventy -five seats. The next hundred new seats continued to launch challenges.

Next, the battle continued, some people challenged the successful seats, and some people challenged the failure position. After nineteen battles, there were only two battle challenges failed. In the nineteen battles, there were ten goals to choose the fourth grade.

The two children. This made the two of them look black, apparently both of them were treated as soft persimmons.

The remaining nine games also chose about 70 seats. Their strength is from eight -star to nine stars. The gap is not too large, but this is the case.

The fourth grade two people ranked ninety -one and eighty -nine seats. When it was those who turned their turn to challenge, there was actually no suitable candidate.

When Yi Ran came to the stage, the audience exclaimed the applause and thunderous, and the rain butterfly flushed her face. Sun Wan on the side also silently nodded with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

It was beside a demon. I couldn't help but look back at the rain butterfly beside her, watching the seven silver stars on her robe neckline. Back from the border for more than a month, her strength broke through again.

Everyone is very curious. Yi Ran will choose the goal of challenging. Last time, the strength of the Samsung Samurai was definitely qualified to challenge the first 30 seats.

The top ten strong people!

Yi Ran walked to the center of Yanwutai and watched the ninety -nine people on the player's seat. The corner of the mouth was still a smile that had never changed. The eyes swept through the ninety -nine young face, and the eyes of the young man who looked at Yi Ran were all the eyes.

The consequences of war, only a few people showed a little nervous look.

After everyone's face swept around, Yi Ran chose his opponent, ranking tenth of Wang Yuanqing.

Wang Yuanqing was extremely dark, and there were two scars on his face. It was difficult to look at the moment. The muscles were slightly twitched. The body was exuding a stranded killing intention, like a demon walking in a family.

Did you pick your tenth place? Is it possible to look down on this big warrior? If the ranking of the ranking directly, there is nothing to say when the seat is postponed.

This made Wang Yuanqing feel that he was lightly looked at. This was the most angry, but in fact Wang Yuanqing was a very proud and unrestrained person.

Immediately, Wang Yuanqing slowly stood up, and a violent breath suddenly spread out from him, and then slowly stepped on the stage of playing Wutai. When he reached the center of the stage, the momentum on his body had reached the extreme.

It is enough to make the lags that are uncomfortable with the lag, making them unable to give birth to the desire to fight. And this kind of breath can only be sharpened in endless killing and fighting.

Wang Yuanqing has no family support behind him. He mixes all year round in Warcraft Forest. Everything he is working hard now is to work hard, and in this last ranking, he must prove himself and let his ranking go forward and go forward.

A few steps, strive for the first three.

When the momentum was improved to the extreme, the strong ones present understood that his cultivation has reached the level of the five -star warrior.

There is only a star difference.

Yi Ran and Wang Yuanqing are divided by twenty feet, and before they hold fists, Wang Yuanqing's anger's voice came. "If you think I underestimate me in the tenth, then I will let you lie in bed in bed

Three days. If you are just for the sake of publicity, I have to give you a good look at the last lesson for ten days and a half months to reflect. "

Then Wang Yuanqing suppressed his anger, and suddenly laughed heroically.

"Hey, hey, hey, but if you really have the strength to get higher with me, then I admire you in my heart. The first grade will have such strength. It is estimated that no one can shake you in the next five years.

status."

Without waiting for Yi Ran to respond, Wang Yuanqing's smile stopped, and he whispered.

"War!"

Faced with such a proud and bold opponent, only to get his recognition with his strength, Yi Ran immediately responded to the "battle!" A huge momentum swept out in an instant, suppressing the heavenly earthquake, but he did not lose Wang Yuanqing.

At this moment, the audience fell into silence again, and everyone was speechless. The first -year eight -year -old five elements of samurai? No one has no doubt their eyes and feelings. Even those who are familiar with Yi Ran not only look strange, but also have it.

Some helplessness. Just a few of them are already used to the act of suppressing their cultivation. So far, they seem to have never seen Yi Ran.

The only old god in the audience was there, and he could see clearly clearly on the peak of the underground of Guzhen. Now the strength of the revealing is not the corner of the iceberg. Besides, it has been more than a month back, and Yi Ran does not know how much improvement has improved.

After all, such wicked practice is always difficult to look at it according to common sense. The swordsmanship exhibited by Yi Ranzhi knows how terrible the improvement of Yi Ran.

Two more mentors couldn't sit still and left the acting martial arts one after another. They looked a little weird in their eyes.

When Wang Yuanqing saw that Yi Ran broke out with a moment of grinning that he was not inferior to himself, a long gun rushed towards Yi Ran in his hand, and the tip of the gun made a trace of Mars on the ground.

Looking at Wang Yuanqing, who rushed to himself, Yi Ran held the long sword with a solemn look, and then did not look easily when he was in Hui Wu. He fists his left hand and holds a long sword with his right hand on his chest.

Just when the two were only two feet away, Wang Yuanqing exploded "Jinghong Gun".

I saw that Wang Yuanqing was so shocking, and his dark arms could not see any muscles, but he was holding a gun with one hand and stabilizing as a rock. He shot a hundred guns with a gun and now the gun was electric. The speed was extremely fast.

A hundred shots.

Iran saw the momentum that had just been practiced. The sword wind was four swords and four shots. It was also a sword with a speed of speed, and it was the same instant sword. The sword sword was cut on the tip of the gun.

The collision of the moment, the two stepped back three steps at the same time, pulled out the distance.

Wang Yuanqing knew that Yi Ran's strength was definitely not weaker than himself, but his hand was in the collision regardless of the victory. In this case, Wang Yuanqing no longer worried about anything, and his face was even more bold.

Lightly to "Jinghong!"

Wang Yuanqing controlled the long gun with a clever energy, and the long gun was like a living in the air. The piercing long gun lifts the end, and it becomes a lower wall. While sweeping the shot to Yi Ran, push it forward and push forward.

Become a thorn. Under the control of Wang Yuanqing, long guns are more like a living creature with their own hearts.

The body is like a shock, and the long gun is even more shocking! Only Wang Yuanqing's dark skin makes him look so beautiful.

Faced with such a gorgeous and powerful offense, Yi Ran stepped on seven stars, and his body moved continuously. At the same time, he kept the star sword in his hands.

"Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding."

Between several breathing, the weapons in their hands have collided hundreds of times. Few people can see the speed of the two on the viewing table. Only the sound of the weapon collision can judge the number of times the two played.

Wang Yuanqing's long gun in his hand was extremely fast, and his strength was not weak. However, he suddenly changed his tricks, and his mouth roared "shocking Hong Die". The power was amazing. At this moment, he could feel that Wang Yuanqing's momentum was converging on the long gun.

As a spear was thrust out, Wang Yuanqing roared again, "A hundred battles, break!"

Wang Yuanqing's entire momentum was condensed, and it was wrapped with a sharp edge that was difficult to look directly at. It was like a finger from a god descending from the earth, piercing Yiran's short body.

At this moment, the sky and the earth were dimmed, and the ghosts and gods were wailing. A shot sharpened from the blood locked Yiran's energy, making it difficult for Yiran to avoid and had to resist forcefully.

This shot made both Song Hao and Li Ba look askance at it, realizing that Wang Yuanqing had hidden almost half of his strength in Huiwu. Not even Li Ba dared to say that he could take this shot steadily without being injured.

How should Yiran deal with it?

Facing such a shot, Yiran's true energy surged. If you want to fight, then fight!

The sword beam spurts out from the long sword, slashing at the oncoming spear, the Star-cutting Sword! I can cut stars with the sword in my hand. If you point your finger like a god, I will kill the god.

In the midst of everyone's attention, the two people's attacks finally fell, making a violent roar. The special ground under their feet exploded instantly, raising dust and covering the two of them. This was the first time that the metallic luster ground had been so damaged, which is obvious.

The power of this move by the two of them is very powerful. If the two of them attack the martial arts stage, the entire martial arts stage may be completely destroyed by this attack.

However, the next moment, Yiran's figure was ejected from the smoke, with his stooped figure and his long sword leaning on the ground, his hair shawl. The tiger's mouth was even more cracked, and blood dripped down the hilt of the sword.

This was the first time that Li Yiyi and Ma Mingyao's classmates saw Yi Ran in such a miserable state. They clenched their fists and wriggled their mouths but could not say a word.

Just when the smoke and dust caused by the collision dispersed, Wang Yuanqing's figure finally emerged. He was seen kneeling on one knee, with a very long wound on his abdomen, blood flowing, and a section of the spear in his hand was broken.

Star-cutting sword, cut off a spear with one sword!

When Yiran slowly stood up, Wang Yuanqing, who was kneeling on one knee, finally fell down and found it difficult to get up again.

"Yi Ran wins! Occupying the tenth seat." Zhang Shaojie's voice was filled with excitement. It was his first time to host this ranking match as a mentor, and he was witnessing an unimaginable historical moment.

The atmosphere in the entire martial arts arena exploded instantly. No one could restrain their inner excitement and waved their hands in disbelief. Some even picked up their partners and jumped happily. They were all spectators who witnessed the historic scene. Yiran was

Their eyes were like a bright new star slowly rising, dazzling.
Chapter completed!