After Mo Wentian's battle, the attention of all the warriors could no longer be returned to the competition. This time, Mo Wentian was still the first among the six groups to advance to the next round. Mo Wentian's amazing performance
, has eclipsed the rest of the competition arena and can no longer arouse everyone's interest.
"Who was that Rakshasa ghost on the stage just now? It was so scary!"
"It's so cruel!"
"But my blood boils with excitement. This is a battle between warriors. Looking at those battles, I feel like a weak girl."
For a moment, the ordinary people watching the battle were divided into two groups. Some people felt that Mo Wentian's methods were too cruel and bloody, while others thought that such a battle was passionate enough and should be a duel between warriors. Everyone was talking about it.
Few people are paying attention to the rest of the games.
No matter what, there is one thing that everyone must admit. After Mo Wentian's stimulation, everyone suddenly felt boring when watching the competition between the other warriors, and could no longer arouse much enthusiasm.
The entire second round of competition ended in such a weird atmosphere. Except for Li Yuanji and Xiao Xiao, who aroused some cheers when they appeared on the stage, the rest of the battles between the warriors seemed a bit deserted and no one paid attention.
It is worth mentioning that the girl in red named Qiyue was on the same stage as Mo Wentian. However, due to a serious injury in the first round, she ended up in the top 32 and could not get any closer.
Ba Mo, this wretched fat man, actually had some real qualities. After fighting fiercely for half an hour with his fifth-level body-tempering opponent at the same level, he finally succeeded in advancing.
As for Li Yuanji and Xiao Xiao, needless to say, it is impossible for Li Yuanji not to take action in this battle. His opponent is just a young man with the fifth level of body tempering. He has not even waited for Li Yuanji to display a complete set of
With the Xiaoyao Sword Technique, the opponent had already surrendered.
The one who attracted the most attention was naturally Xiao Xiao. After the previous scene, many people thought that Xiao Xiao’s opponent might be unlucky, which would directly lead to Xiao Xiao venting his anger and killing people. However, they didn’t expect that the entire competition process would once again exceed everyone’s expectations.
Unexpected!
I don’t know if it’s too much, but Xiao Xiao’s opponent is the only sixth-level body tempering master who survived from the previous round. During the battle, Xiao Xiao obviously had some reservations, more like giving guidance.
Meaning, he gave the opponent some moves and convinced him to admit defeat. Finally, he gave some pointers to the opponent with Yan Yuese, which made the sixth-level master of body tempering shed tears of gratitude.
This scene simply made everyone's eyes drop to the ground, and Li Yuanji also looked at Xiao Xiao seriously for the first time. He finally realized that this opponent might be very difficult to deal with!
Strong, talented, good at forbearance, and able to win people's hearts all the time, such a person is definitely a formidable enemy!
"Qiang!"
A gong sounded, officially announcing the end of the second round of the Young Heroes Association. At this point, all the top 16 warriors have been decided. There will be a quarter-final match later. The schedule is tight, and this quarter-final match will also be the last one today.
Compete.
The Young Heroes Association has been relatively short in the past. It usually takes two days, or at most three days, to produce the final champion. After all, the entire Chu State's secular leaders are here to watch the battle. If it takes too long, it will not be good for the country.
Good thing, even so, our Emperor of Chu still has to go back to deal with state affairs after the competition today, which is not easy.
However, before the quarter-finals, everyone will get a short rest. The next round of competition will still draw lots to determine the opponent. The difference is that this time, the players themselves will draw lots and proceed in the previous order.
, the person drawn by others will not be drawn again.
It can be seen from this rule that by the time of the quarterfinals, the Chu royal family could hardly interfere in the duel between the warriors, and everything was finally restored to fairness and justice.
In the last round of competition, Mo Wentian was the first to fight, so this time he was also the first to draw lots. Half an hour later, Mo Wentian walked towards the center of the martial arts arena with blood all over his body and his breath calm.
The officials walked away.
It's still the same one-foot-tall bamboo tube, but this time the wooden plaques in the bamboo tube are half less than before. The wooden plaque No. 27 belonging to Mo Wentian has been taken out.
With a bloody aura, Mo Wentian stretched out his right arm that had returned to its original state, and casually grabbed it into the bamboo tube. After spreading his palm, he saw a special number written on it - 111.
When Mo Wentian raised the number plate in his hand, there was a cry from the crowd. Different from the last round, this time, no one dared to treat Mo Wentian as a soft persimmon, and even felt jealous. You know
, now Mo Wentian is the only fourth-level body tempering warrior left on the field!
But Mo Wentian made it to the top eight, and even his ruthless methods, strength and momentum against Xiao Xiao made the other warriors avoid him. After all, Mo Wentian followed the wailing sound and saw that he was being whipped
The unlucky guy.
"It's over, it's over! Now there are no whole corpses left! How could we meet a Rakshasa ghost!"
"Brother, my condolences..."
"We will miss you..."
For a moment, the other warriors looked at that man with sympathy, gloating, and regret. This kind of treatment was completely different from the first round!
Mo Wentian wore a wooden mask, and no one could see his current expression clearly, so no one would know that this Rakshasa ghost in their hearts was looking at his opponent with an innocent face.
"No, I'm not a murderer. I killed Chen Gong because he insulted my master!"
No one will hear Mo Wentian's inner monologue, and no one will know that Mo Wentian vomited after killing Chen Gong with one sword. This was the first time Mo Wentian killed someone, and it was in such a bloody way.
, Mo Wentian is not a pervert, and of course he will not be indifferent to this.
Fortunately, Mo Wentian wore a wooden mask, so the thick and thick blood plasma did not splash directly onto his face. Coupled with the calming effect of the internal force in his body, he did not make a fool of himself in public.
After the lottery was over, Mo Wentian walked back silently without saying a word. This manner made everyone look at the unlucky child No. 111, just like looking at a corpse, still in two parts...
…
In the final result of the draw, Li Yuanji still wasn't drawn into the same group as Xiao Xiao, and Bamo's luck finally came to an end, because he won the third master in strength after Li Yuanji and Xiao Xiao, the tempered master.
A strong man with a seventh level of body!
Mo Wentian didn't pay attention to the results of other people's draws. He was quickly adjusting his breath and state at the moment. Although the mysterious internal force in his body greatly enhanced his recovery ability, after all, the time was too hasty, and his right arm was still painful and swollen.
, swollen up in a circle.
"No matter who it is, as long as they stand in front of Li Yuanji, I will kill them with my sword!"
His eyes shot out a cold light through the Rakshasa mask, and Mo Wentian stood back on the No. 1 competition stage, took off the cloth bag behind his back, and held the broken knife tightly in his hand again.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Mo Wentian's opponent walked onto the competition stage tremblingly. This was a fifth-level body tempering casual cultivator named Li Ke. Naturally, he came to the competition this time not to win the championship, but to win the competition.
He hopes to be accepted by the Xiaoyao Sect. So far, his performance has been remarkable.
But it was a pity that he met Mo Wentian in the quarterfinals.
"My name is Li Ke, please, please give me some advice!"
As soon as Li Ke came on stage, he hurriedly saluted Mo Wentian to express his respect. It must be said that facing such a evil-looking Rakshasa, Li Ke was already very nervous and had forgotten that his own strength was
Higher than the opponent.
"Mo Yun, please give me some advice!"
Mo Wentian returned the favor with his sword, and then stood firmly on the competition stage. He placed the back of the broken sword in the palm of his right hand, raised his left hand flat against his chest, and immediately displayed the starting position of the unknown sword technique!
Seeing Mo Wentian's gesture, Li Ke swallowed hard. The previous battle between Mo Wentian and Chen Gong was so deadly that he happened to have watched it from beginning to end. Naturally, he knew that in Mo Wen's case,
Before Tian Yida struck Chen Gong to death, he was wearing this exact pose!
At this moment, Li Ke's eyes flashed with panic, and even the hand holding the steel knife trembled slightly. With just one starting move, Mo Wentian scared his opponent to such an extent. The reputation of Rakshasa
It’s evident!
With the command from the strong man in the Qi Refining Stage in mid-air, the top eight battle officially began. At this moment, Li Ke felt dizzy in his eyes, gritted his teeth, Li Ke shouted as if to embolden himself, and then raised his sword.
He rushed towards Mo Wentian.
"Ahhh!"
Seeing such an unorganized attack from his opponent, Mo Wentian raised his eyebrows slightly, cut off the knife in his hand and thrust it forward, directly facing him in a flat knife style.
"clang!"
The sound of the blades of both sides colliding hard made one's teeth tingle. Li Ke's strength was always one level higher than Mo Wentian's. In just the first contact, Mo Wentian felt the force and weight of the opponent's sword, and even faintly suppressed him.
Already.
Mo Wentian's hands were steady, he held the handle of the knife with both hands, and he lifted it into the air. Li Ke suddenly felt empty in front of him, and he rushed forward. Mo Wentian turned on his toes and came behind Li Ke easily.
, at this moment, in front of Mo Wentian’s eyes, nothing was hindered!
"Chopping style!"
The moment Li Ke jumped into the air, his mind went blank. When he turned around, he saw Mo Wentian coming to the world like an evil god, with a black light in his hand, like the sickle of the god of death, slashing down on him.
"ah!"
With a strange scream, Li Ke finally thought of activating the command spell on the back of his hand. In an instant, five bloody rays of light flashed out, forming a simple knife-shaped pattern, which was reflected on Li Ke's steel knife.
The front of Mo Wentian's body was dyed bright red.
At this moment, Mo Wentian's body was still in mid-air. Seeing this, he did not show any cowardice. Instead, he mobilized all the internal energy in his body to his arms as if fighting for his life. The internal energy in his body was exhausted in an instant, and Mo Wentian's hand broke the knife.
But it was shining brightly, as if it had broken free from the shackles of the cloth on it and was about to escape!
"Break it for me!"
Mo Wentian roared loudly, and the black broken knife drew a perfect arc in the air, and then landed in a red light with unparalleled power.
"boom!"
A loud noise came out, and the huge force of the shock quickly spread to Mo Wentian's arm, lifting Mo Wentian directly into the air. Before Li Ke could show a hint of joy, he saw the gun in his hand.
The steel knife made a crisp sound and broke into two pieces!
At this moment, Li Ke was so horrified that he rolled and crawled away towards the bottom of the competition stage, completely ignoring that Mo Wentian had been knocked into the air by him.
"I give up! I give up! You can't kill me!"
Screams came out from Li Ke's mouth, causing everyone to shake their heads. All the martial artists in the audience could see that Li Ke would never have the chance to reach the peak of the sword from now on, because he had already lost one
The dignity of a warrior, the confidence of a strong man.
It wasn't until Li Ke escaped from the competition stage that Mo Wentian fell from the air. This time, Mo Wentian failed to stand firm and knelt on the competition stage with one leg. He stood on the ground with a knife in his right hand and his left hand on his knee.
The Sha mask was glowing with blood, and he slowly raised it, lightly tapping in the direction of Li Ke.
It's like the devil has arrived!
After a long time, a word came out from within the mask, which immediately caused commotion inside and outside the martial arts arena. As for Li Ke, who was running all the way, he almost fell to the ground, his face was horrified, and his escape speed was a little faster.