"Now, the preliminaries officially begin, the first round, the first group, Lin Ze vs. Sein Fei!" After the sound, the judges stood on the presiding seat next to the first ring and announced loudly.
The preliminaries were conducted by drawing lots, but Lin Ze was the first to play, and his opponent was a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. When he heard that his opponent turned out to be Lin Ze, the young man's expression suddenly changed.
There was no suspense about the result. Within ten moves, Lin Ze easily won the victory and advanced to the next round.
The next winner of the second group is a third-year veteran named Tie Zhen. He is a seed player and is at the first level of god refining. His soul-chasing sword makes him enchanted. He can also defeat the enemy within ten moves. He is very powerful.
Will be Lin Ze's next opponent.
The winners of the third and fourth groups were Huang Meng and Wang Han respectively. As the two seeded players in the qualifiers, this result was natural, but it is worth mentioning that Wang Han did not take action. As soon as his opponent won
Knowing that he was going to fight Wang Han, he immediately gave up, allowing Wang Han to directly take over.
"It seems that Wang Han really has some weight in the outer court." Seeing this scene, Lin Ze murmured. From the expression of the abstaining player, it can be seen that he did not abstain just because of Wang Han's strength.
There is also a bit of fear.
"Wang Han has always been ruthless in his attacks. Several students were seriously injured by him in the competition half a year ago, which had a great impact on their cultivation. Therefore, many people are afraid of him and do not dare to fight with him." Huang
Meng explained, and then sighed, "Oh, there's nothing I can do about it, why do we have a sword-tying brother?"
"His brother is a sword master?"
"Yeah." Huang Meng nodded, "His brother is Wang Sheng, the seventh sword tyrant in the inner court. Although his ranking among the sword tyrants is not high, he is very strong. There are even claims that besides the top three sword tyrants,
Besides, he has the ability to squeeze into fourth place, but I don’t know why he is always willing to be seventh.”
While the two were talking, the judges had already begun to announce the start of the second round of competition.
"The first group of the second round, Lin Ze vs. Tie Zhen!"
When Lin Ze stood up, Huang Meng reminded: "Be careful, Tie Zhen is very strong, especially the soul-chasing sword, which is a bit difficult to deal with."
"I can see it." Lin Ze nodded, but he didn't care much in his heart and walked onto the ring calmly.
On the ring, the two stood face to face, and found that Lin Ze still had not pulled out the sword from its scabbard. Tie Zhen knew that he had been slighted, and immediately felt dissatisfied, and sneered: "Lin Ze, if you think that using a scabbard is enough."
If you can deal with me, it would be a big mistake. If you don't draw your sword, you will regret it."
"Then just give it a try." Lin Ze said lightly.
"Hmph!" Tie Zhen snorted coldly, and then moved his sword together, "Death-killing soul-chasing stab!"
The Soul-Chasing Sword practiced by Tie Zhen is a star-level ordinary sword technique, which is famous for its weirdness. The moment the sword is raised, a blurry black shadow shoots out from the sword. He also holds a black sword shadow and shoots it with extremely fast movement.
He quickly circled to Lin Ze's right side and launched an attack, while Tie Zhen himself appeared on Lin Ze's left side, attacking from both sides.
"It's amazing. Tie Zhen's soul-chasing sword is more powerful than it has been in half a year, and the shadow is so real!" Seeing him showing this hand, someone in the audience suddenly exclaimed.
"Well, from this point of view, it is really a big mistake for Lin to choose the sword without unsheathing it."
"It's nothing. Once Lin Ze feels pressure, he will naturally get out of the sheath."
"What are you talking about? When he is suppressed by the soul-chasing sword, he will not even have a chance to unsheath it."
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but Lin Ze's expression remained unchanged on the stage, as if he had not seen Tie Zhen's attack. He stood motionless, but when attacks from the left and right sides came, his figure had disappeared without a trace.
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Tie Zhen's expression changed and he quickly withdrew his attack. His figure flashed and disappeared from the ring.
"Where are the people? Where have they gone?" The audience in the audience looked at each other in confusion. Lin Ze and Tie Zhen seemed to blend into the air and completely disappeared from the ring.
However, a few sharp-eyed people could still see two blurry shadows flashing across the ring from time to time, and occasionally the sound of swords clashing could be heard.
Obviously, Lin Ze and Tie Zhen were still on the stage, but their speed was beyond the catching range of most people.
"This is too fast, how can we see it!" Those who couldn't see clearly said in frustration.
On the stage, Tie Zhen was extremely shocked. After watching Lin Ze's first game, he recognized that Lin Ze's strength was not weak, but it was nothing in terms of speed, at least it was worse than what he had after using Soul Chasing.
It was too far, so he was full of confidence at first.
But at this moment, he realized that he was completely wrong. Even if he used the soul-chasing sword with all his strength, he was still slower than Lin Ze. What was even more terrifying was that Lin Ze had not unsheathed it yet, and only used a sword.
The sheath blocked the attacks of his body and phantom.
Could it be that with my own strength, I couldn’t even force him to unsheath him?
Tie Zhen was unwilling to give in, gritted his teeth, and forcibly raised the Soul-Chasing Sword to 12 points of heat. Not only did the speed become faster, but the attack power of the phantom was also greatly increased.
"It's useless." Then, Lin Ze's calm voice rang in his ears again, "With your speed, you can't catch up with me at all. Even if you raise the soul-chasing sword to the limit, it will be useless. Instead, it will bring harm to yourself.
If you put a lot of pressure on you, you will be overwhelmed in two minutes at most."
Even though he exerted 120% of his strength, Tie Zhen was still helpless against Lin Ze, and all his attacks failed.
Then, as Lin Ze said, in less than two minutes, the audience saw a figure suddenly fall out of the air and fall to the ground in a panic, panting and pale, it was Tie Zhen.
Later, Lin Ze emerged from the air with his unsheathed sword and landed lightly on the ring.
There was no doubt about the result. The judges immediately said: "Lin Zesheng!"
"Oh my God! Lin Ze won again, and even Tie Zhen couldn't force him to take off his sheath. How many other abilities does this man have hidden?" The audience in the audience was extremely shocked. You must know that today's qualifying match is no better than yesterday's knockout match.
, everyone is an elite, and Tie Zhen was still the seed choice, but he was easily defeated by Lin Ze.
"Even Tie Zhen can't do anything to you. I really don't know who can force you out of the sheath." When Lin Ze returned to the resting place, Huang Meng also sighed. After watching this game, he became less and less confident.
I never thought that in just two months, Lin Ze would grow up like a new man... After all, he was evenly matched with Lin Ze two months ago, but now he seems to have been far away.
In the back.
"Haha." Lin Ze smiled and said nothing.
After a while, the judges announced again, "Second round, Wang Han vs. Huang Meng!"
"It's your turn, be careful." Lin Ze reminded.
"Yes." Huang Meng nodded heavily and walked towards the ring with a serious face. For him, Lin Ze was an unfathomable opponent, and Wang Han was also a strong opponent. Although he despised the opponent's character, he was in terms of strength.
I have to admit that Wang Han is a little taller than me.
"Huang Meng, you are no match for me. I advise you to surrender as soon as possible, so that you can suffer less." On the ring, Wang Han looked at Huang Meng with disdain and said with a smile.
"Hmph, don't be so arrogant, I may not lose to you!" Huang Meng said angrily.
Wang Han immediately sneered, "If you don't drink wine as a penalty, I'll make it happen for you!"
As he spoke, Wang Han rushed forward quickly, thrusting his sword straight out, and the sharp sword energy seemed to be real.
Huang Meng was not afraid, he shouted loudly, and swept his giant sword across. The earth-shattering momentum immediately suppressed Wang Han's sword energy. Wang Han frowned, as if he didn't want to confront Huang Meng head-on, and quickly retreated.
Huang Meng was unyielding and his attack suddenly became faster, forcing Wang Han to retreat continuously.
"Wang Han was actually suppressed!" Seeing that Wang Han was beaten to the point where he could only parry but was unable to fight back, someone in the audience suddenly exclaimed.
"Well, it seems that Huang Meng's strength is much stronger than half a year ago. In terms of strength alone, I'm afraid only the top ten perverts in the outer courtyard can compete with him."
"Perhaps he will have a chance to break into the front thirty of the outer courtyard this time."
In the situation in the ring, Huang Meng completely took the initiative and advantage, suppressing Wang Han to death. Many people were optimistic about Huang Meng, but Lin Ze frowned.
In his opinion, Wang Han was not unable to fight back, but was gathering momentum. While avoiding Huang Meng's edge, he took the opportunity to accumulate strength. As soon as Huang Meng's edge passed, he would start to fight back... Unless Huang Meng's edge passed.
Meng was able to continue this terrifying power until he knocked Wang Han off the ring.
But this possibility does not exist. After all, Huang Meng's power is limited. The reason why his moves are so fast and flexible is that when his power declines, he uses speed to make up for his disadvantage.
Sure enough, ten minutes later, when Huang Meng's power dropped from the critical point and he was about to change his moves, Wang Han, who was struggling to parry, showed a cruel smile. Before Huang Meng's change of moves was completed, he struck out like lightning. In an instant,
Suddenly, the sword shadow like a violent storm completely enveloped Huang Meng.
In just one moment, the situation was completely reversed.
The change was so fast that the audience was stunned.
Huang Meng was interrupted while changing his moves, and when his strength was declining, it was extremely difficult to resist Wang Han's storm-like attack. In just a moment, he had already received dozens of sword wounds on his body.
And his steps have already retreated to the edge of the ring.
"Hehe." Suddenly, Wang Han laughed strangely, no longer charging forward, but swinging his sword very fast on the spot.
Seeing this scene, Lin Ze suddenly frowned and felt anger in his heart.
He observed clearly that as long as Wang Han took a few steps forward, Huang Meng would be forced off the ring by him and win. But instead of doing so, he stopped moving forward, clearly wanting to torture Huang Meng for a while longer.
Because Wang Han knew that Huang Meng would never admit defeat, let alone jump off the ring.
Sure enough, even after seeing Wang Han's intention, Huang Meng still did not give up and continued to support himself.
In just a moment, there were more than dozens of large and small sword wounds on his body, and his whole body looked like a bloody man. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
