Perhaps because of Mo Bushu's anger, everyone's interest in this exchange conference dropped sharply. After several consecutive games, they responded mediocrely, and the audience lacked interest.
After the match between Xia Houyue and Lin Ruo, three games were played in total, and the results were as follows:
In the duel between Xiao Mofeng and Xing Wuya, Xiao Mofeng won and Xiao Mofeng successfully won the top ten places, and Xing Wuya was transferred to the defeated group; Yue Moqing was defeated by Mo Buping and Dugu Wuxin respectively, and was also transferred to the defeated group.
The five who officially entered the top ten are Yue Mochen, Xia Houyue, Xiao Mofeng, Mo Buping and Dugu Wuxin. The others will re-compete in the defeated group. Because Yue Moqing and Yingling have a previous draw, the match between the players in the defeated group is more than expected.
By the end of this day, the quota for the top ten has been determined, Zhongnan Mo, Xuan Mingfu, Xing Wueng, Lin Ruo, Hong Yipin, Xing Wuya, and Ying Lingfeng were eliminated and stopped outside the top ten.
Among them, Hong Yipin was originally expected to enter the top ten, but was seriously injured by Mo Wuxing and had to leave with regret.
The other ten people will compete for the top three on the second day, while the fourth to ten will not be ranked.
“The top ten are here!”
Yue Mochen looked at the audience leaving the venue, and suddenly felt relaxed. He turned to look in the inner courtyard. Yue Mochen clenched his fists tightly.
All night was speechless, the sun rose as usual, overlooking all things in the world, and people also woke up like this every day, continuing their own pace.
"Mingjue, today is the final, do you have confidence?" When Yue Mochen walked out of the dormitory, Xuan Mingkong, who had been waiting outside the door, asked, beside him, another acquaintance, Yue Moqian.
When the six people came to the square, the square was already full of voices. The audience did not choose to miss this grand event because of the sudden attack from Mo Bushu. Instead, they gathered more people because today is a contest between the top ten.
Up to now, the five people who remain undefeated include Yue Mochen, Xiao Mofeng, Xia Houyue, Dugu Wuxin and Mo Buping. The championship battle will begin among the five people.
The competition is arranged as follows: the first round, group one, Yue Mochen vs. Xiao Mofeng, group two, Dugu Wuxin vs. Mo Buping, the second round, the first round one winner vs. Xia Houyue who was bye, the winner champion.
The loser fights against the two losers in the first round to compete for the runner-up and third place. Of course, the other five disciples who lose one game first are not without chance. They can challenge the top three on their own and then replace the corresponding rankings, but each person has only one chance.
At the beginning of the first game, Yue Mochen and Xiao Mofeng stood on the stage together, facing each other from afar, the autumn wind swept over and blew the clothes of the two boys, but it could not dispel the fighting spirit condensed in their eyes.
"I can't see through you."
Xiao Mofeng held the sword in one hand and said to Yue Mochen from afar: "But I won't lose."
Yue Mochen smiled faintly and said, "It's a good thing to be confident, but I don't plan to lose."
"Then let's see the truth!" After Xiao Mofeng finished speaking, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and his whole aura quickly rose.
"Then let me see how much you have made over the past year!" Yue Mochen said in his heart, and took out a spiritual weapon-level sword and pulled it out.
Both swordsmen, the two young men stood opposite each other, and the sword in their hands was shaking, as if they were roaring excitedly for the upcoming showdown.
Suddenly, the two moved!
"Be careful!" Xiao Mofeng swept forward and spoke in a plain tone.
Yue Mochen also flew out. After hearing the other party's words, he smiled faintly and replied: "Please give me advice!"
As they spoke, the figures of the two had missed each other. At this moment, Xiao Mofeng turned his body, waved his sword with his backhand, and slashed in the air, and stabbed Yue Mochen suddenly.
Silent and scream!
The long sword trembled slightly in the air, and four dark blue sword shadows were transformed into. Each sword shadow was extremely sharp, shattering the air, and the air flow rolled wildly, stabbing towards Yue Mochen!
Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to stab Yue Mochen, a faint joy flashed across Xiao Mofeng's face.
But how could Yue Mochen be such a role to be treated so easily? Just as the sword tip of the long sword was about to reach Yue Mochen, Yue Mochen moved, leaned back, kept a constant distance from the sword tip, and floated backward.
"How is that possible!?"
Xiao Mofeng's face froze. Although he did not use all his strength, as the holder of the wind-attribute spiritual energy, he was very confident in his speed. At this time, he found that the speed of his sword stabbing was not as good as Yue Mochen's body technique!
It was like a sniper who found that the bullet he shot could not catch up with his target.
"If you are only of this level, it's not worth my care!" Yue Mochen chuckled while flying back. After saying that, he bounced his left index finger and bounced on Xiao Mofeng's sword edge.
"Clang!!"
Xiao Mofeng felt a huge force coming, and the sword light that had just condensed was instantly broken, but he was not discouraged. His eyes slightly condensed and he said coldly: "I despise my value, I'm afraid you can't bear it! The wind blows silently!"
As Xiao Mo's wind fell, a series of dark blue spiritual energy gushed out silently, lingering on the green streak that was more than three feet long. A sharp breath emanated from the sword, speeding up a little, pressing towards Yue Mochen tightly.
Yue Mochen raised his right hand with his sword hanging on it and slashed it back.
"Chi!!" The sword light brought a shocking wind, easily shattering the dark blue sword light, and blasted towards the other party.
"Shadow follows the wind!" Xiao Mofeng calmly withdrew his sword and protected him, and brought out several sharp sword energy to surround his body!
"Swords are not for defense!" As he spoke, Yue Mochen paused, tiptoed with his toes and bounced hard!
Yue Mochen's body flew forward at a faster speed than before, and in a blink of an eye, it came to Xiao Mofeng's face!
"So fast!"
The audience in the audience exclaimed that they had seen Xiao Mofeng's speed before, but at this time, Xiao Mofeng compared with his opponent Yue Mochen, like an amputated old man and the world speed running champion.
"It's not just speed, but his body... is so mysterious, but it seems so contradictory, just like..."
"Just as if it had been arranged long ago, it was smooth and natural, but it also had a thunderous momentum. Every minute of the move was like lightning and thunder!"
Among so many viewers, there are some people with unique visions, and they can see at a glance that Yue Mochen’s body movements are not simple.
In the top ten players, Yue Moqing glanced at Dugu Wuxin who was waiting for the competition on the other side, walked to Yue Moran, and asked in a low voice: "Sister Ran, do you think that Xuan Mingjue looks like a person?"