The breeze blew by, a voice floated out from the arena, and two figures that had been erratic appeared in everyone's sight.
"you lose!"
On the ring, Lin Xiu pinched Yang Hao's neck, stared at him, and smiled faintly.
Feeling the pressure on his neck, Yang Hao knew that he had indeed failed. His life and death were in the opponent's hands, so there was no victory at all.
"I lost!"
Yang Hao looked Lin Xiu in the eyes for a long time, and finally spoke with difficulty, admitting that he had lost to Lin Xiu.
"Concession!"
The crowd watching Yang Hao's figure as he stepped off the stage did not react for a long time.
Yang Hao actually lost, at the hands of this boy with the strength of a six-star martial arts disciple. Psychologically, many people couldn't believe it.
Of course, most people still clapped excitedly. It was obvious that they were quite satisfied with this duel. The dark horse was still dark, and everyone had higher expectations for Lin Xiu.
Lin Xiu, who was on the stage, looked at the back of the person who was walking off the stage, with a little smile on his face. What was wrong with the competition, but the opponent was only competing for speed. It was difficult for him not to win.
"Brother Lin, it's bad, Fu Huang is injured!"
Just when Lin Xiu was about to step off the stage, a rushing voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Qin Feng's figure instantly fell onto the ring and appeared in front of Lin Xiu. Also appearing together was the figure on Qin Feng's back.
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"Fu Huang!" Lin Xiu recognized the figure as Fu Huang, but at this time the latter's already thin face was pale and bloodless. Seeing this, Lin Xiu rushed forward with a single lunge.
passed.
When he walked up to him, Lin Xiu discovered that Fu Huang's shoulder was covered with blood and his breath was extremely weak. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
"Qin Feng, what's going on!"
Putting a healing pill into Fu Huang's mouth, Lin Xiu turned his head, stared at Qin Feng, and said coldly. Previously, he was worried about Fu Huang's safety, so Lin Xiu specially gave Qin Feng a thousand instructions to take good care of Fu Huang.
Huang, but now it's better, Fu Huang is still injured.
Catching Lin Xiu's ice-like gaze, Qin Feng looked bitter and said: "Lin Xiu, listen to me, I am indeed responsible for Fu Huang's injury, but you can't mainly rely on me. She is really her opponent."
, Taiyin was a bit cruel, he shot so quickly, and before he could react, Fuhuang was injured."
"Who is her opponent?!" Lin Xiu's tone softened slightly, but the coldness in it only increased.
"Luo Qiang." Lin Xiu asked. Qin Feng quickly told Lin Xiu about his opponent.
"He? He really wants to die!!" Lin Xiu, who knew the answer, suddenly turned his eyes to the other side. Luo Qiang, who looked sarcastic, smiled instead of angry, but the smile was full of murderous intent.
"Brother Qin, my tone was a little strong just now, please forgive me."
After looking at Fu Huang, whose face turned red, Lin Xiu apologized to Qin Feng.
"Brother Lin, don't say that. It's my fault for not taking good care of Fu Huang."
Qin Feng said apologetically, with a look of shame on his face. This incident made him a little embarrassed. Before he could repay his kindness, he owed him another debt.
"Brother Qin, do me a favor and let me, Lin Xiu, owe you a favor!"
"You saved my life, not to mention one, ten of them should be saved."
Qin Feng didn't hesitate at all, and continued, "As long as I can help, I will definitely help. What is it?"
Lin Xiu's gloomy face suddenly turned in Luo Qiang's direction, and said murderously: "In the next match, my opponent will be Luo Qiang!"
What kind of eyes were those, gloomy, cold, and full of murderous intent. Qin Feng, who was standing next to him, shivered suddenly after hearing Lin Xiu's words. It seemed that Lin Xiu wanted to take revenge.
"No problem, cover it with me!" Qin Feng patted his chest and said.
After making the promise, Qin Feng left immediately. Lin Xiu took Fu Huang to the resting area on the sidelines and took good care of her.
Fu Huang was like the little sister next door to him. Seeing her hurt by Luo Qiang, one can imagine the anger in Lin Xiu's heart.
Not long after, Qin Feng came back. He nodded slightly and said, "It's done!"
Fu Huang, who was in a coma, frowned slightly, as if there was a trace of pain that could not be shaken off. Lin Xiu's eyes swept over the former's face, then moved away, and finally settled on Luo Qiang's body not far away.
"If you want to die, I will make it happen for you!" Lin Xiu's words came out from between his teeth as his fists clenched.
At the end of the second round of the competition, only twenty of the forty contestants were lucky to stay, and the rest were eliminated, but they still qualified to become inner disciples. And then
Now comes the third round of the top ten competition. For them, the top ten is not only an honor, but also an allocation of resources. The better your ranking, the higher the training resources you can get.
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The new round of drawing was over. Lin Xiu held the bamboo stick with the eight-star warrior engraved on it in his hand and sneered at the corner of his mouth. "Nineth in the hunting competition, Luo Qiang, I will let you know that it is wrong to mess with me."
The biggest mistake you've ever made in your life."
While Lin Xiu was waiting, Luo Qiang on the other side looked cautious, "First in the hunting competition, Lin Xiu, let me see your strength."
"Brother, don't be afraid. If you have any dirty tricks, just use them. If anything happens, I will take care of it for you!"
The figure standing in front of Luo Qiang frowned, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with Luo Qiang's cautious appearance. He was just a six-star warrior boy. No matter how strong he was, it was useless. In the face of the level gap, these were all useless.
It's white blindness.
Hearing this, Luo Qiang glanced at Fu Huang in the rest area and said viciously: "Brother Zhu, don't worry, I will let this kid know how to write the word "death"."
"Haha, very good, very good, with my style back then."
Luo Zhu waved his hand, and the folding fan in his hand unfolded, laughing loudly.
The game has reached the third round, and the emotions of the audience have been fully aroused. They are full of expectations for this round of competition. Of course, they are most concerned about that individual.
The first one is the most popular candidate for the championship, Jian Nanfei. He is an eight-star warrior, but he has the strength to fight against a nine-star warrior. This is hard not to surprise. And the other people are also like
There are several geniuses like Jian Nanfei, Xiang Lian Lingyun, Jiang Wushang and others, and after Lin Xiu passed the last round of competition, more and more voices are paying attention.
In the third round, Lin Xiu was ranked in the second batch, so Lin Xiu did not miss this opportunity to observe the players.
"Wow."
As soon as the game started with this sentence, there was a roar from the audience.
"Two Zhaoshuang Army."
On a ring, a disciple of an eight-star martial arts disciple looked cautiously at the man in a white shirt opposite him, cupping his fists and saluting.
"Jian Nanfei."
The man in white shirt carries a long sword on his back, and his fierce momentum is clearly revealed.
"I'm sorry, Meteor Sword!"
The man who was an eight-star warrior ranked seventh in the Hunting Competition, and his fighting talent was definitely not too weak. He also knew who he was facing, so he used his strongest move as soon as he made a move.
As soon as the long sword came out, it was like a meteor coming, the shadows of the sword were flying, and the sword light filled the sky and flew towards Jiannan.
Looking at the sword light coming towards him, Jian Nanfei smiled slightly and grabbed the sword light with his bare right hand.
"Spiny Dragon Claw!"
Sword shadows filled the sky, but the arm like a dragon's claw pierced through and grabbed the opponent's sword-holding wrist.
"Ding bell!" The long sword fell to the ground, and the man couldn't believe it. They were both eight stars, so why was there such a big difference in strength.
"I lost!"
The pain from his wrist forced the man to admit defeat helplessly, "Am I still not qualified to let him use a sword?"
The audience off the court didn't seem too surprised by Jian Nanfei's performance. In their view, it was normal for Jian Nanfei to win, and it would be strange if he lost.
After winning the competition, Jian Nanfei did not stay on the stage for long, but after stepping off the stage, he made a gesture towards Lin Xiu in the distance.
"I'll wait for you!" It's not a confession, it's a letter of challenge!
After his eyes flickered for a while, Lin Xiu turned his attention to the other side of the ring. For him now, the most important thing was not Jian Nanfei, but Luo Qiang in front of him.
Facing Luo Qiang on the other side, Lin Xiu sneered and walked towards the ring. This match was destined to be a life-and-death fight.