From the beginning to the end of every competition, some people are bound to be happy, some are sad, some gain fame and fortune, and some leave disappointed.
This competition, like previous competitions, cannot escape the emergence of various emotions.
However, among the many losers who were pessimistic and disappointed, everyone in the Yin Shang Kingdom had a look of joy on their faces.
The Yin Shang State had exempted players like Ye Feng, as well as ruthless elites like He Huan. In addition to Ye Feng and He Huan attracting the attention of many viewers, Jiang Ziwei also succeeded with his sword intent that was very different from ordinary people.
It attracts the attention of everyone around you.
Some people have speculated about what kind of combination Ye Feng, He Huan and Jiang Ziwei would form.
Later, those who made the idea came to the conclusion that this combination was absolutely invincible.
If you leave something shameless to Jiang Ziwei, he will never feel ashamed, and he will even feel extremely honored.
Assigning the hard work of killing to He Huan not only satisfies He Huan's passion for killing, but also saves him a lot of trouble.
As for Ye Feng, he is naturally the core figure of this invincible combination. Any grievances will not be a problem in his eyes. It is precisely because of his leadership that this combination has become so invincible.
After secretly estimating the combination formed by Ye Feng and the three of them, all the sword cultivators watching the exchange competition were shocked and speechless.
Among these people, there are those who are jealous and envious, and some sword cultivators who belong to various countries and sects feel an extremely strong sense of oppression.
Everyone knows that Ye Feng, He Huan and Jiang Ziwei have a close relationship.
Thinking that they don't need to form a group and are already together, the sword cultivators with huge ambitions feel like they were born at the wrong time.
After the promotion round, Ye Feng and the other three successfully advanced again.
Since the number of candidates who advanced this time was also an odd number, another person was selected by the jury and sat on the bench for promotion without examination.
Originally, this spot would still go to Ye Feng, but Jiang Ziwei's amazing performance made the experts on the jury couldn't bear to watch, so the spot fell directly to him.
Anyone else would definitely be happy if they were promoted without taking the exam, but Jiang Ziwei didn't think so. Having just mastered the secrets of the Chrysanthemum Sword Technique, he was eager to find an opponent with whom he could compete, so he was still pouting until he sat on the bench.
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In this round, Ye Feng's opponent was a fourth-level sword king from the Qianyu Kingdom.
The sword king had always shown a strong character in the previous games. In almost every game, he would seriously injure his opponent.
Ye Feng stood on the stage, and the fourth-level sword king stood under the stage.
The fourth-level swordsman stared at Ye Feng for a long time, clenching his fists three times during this period, but still could not make up his mind to go on stage to fight Ye Feng.
"I... abstain..." the sword cultivator shouted loudly as the match was about to begin.
After his words fell, he breathed a sigh of relief and fell to the ground slumped.
Once again, Ye Feng successfully advanced without fighting the challenger, which made everyone present boo.
Until now, no one has seen Ye Feng take action. Some people who can see that Ye Feng is only a third-level swordsman can't help but begin to doubt Ye Feng's true strength.
Whether Ye Feng is really as brave as the rumors say is a question lingering in the heart of every sword cultivator.
In the end, except for the heads of the seven major families of Qianyu Kingdom who had witnessed Ye Feng's demeanor that day and had no doubts, everyone else began to speculate whether Ye Feng's strength was true to the rumors.
The distrustful, suspicious eyes and expressions from the outside world made Jiang Ziwei, who was sitting on the chair, stand up angrily.
Staring fiercely at the sword cultivators around him, Jiang Ziwei shouted angrily: "What are you looking at? I tell you, Boss Ye's strength is definitely in line with the rumors. Even if I use all my chrysanthemum sword skills, he will not be the best."
Boss Ye’s opponent.”
Upon hearing the Chrysanthemum Sword Technique, all the sword cultivators around them all lowered their heads.
Are you kidding me, the chrysanthemum sword technique is extremely obscene and obscene. Even if they were given the choice between facing Ye Feng or Jiang Ziwei, most of them would risk their lives and choose the former.
Another round of competition begins, and two players from Yin Shangguo have advanced to the top seven.
Such brilliance can be said to be an unprecedented achievement since the founding of the Yin Shang Kingdom. Everyone in Shang Li and Hai Wuya was so happy that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
For many years, the Yin and Shang Kingdoms have not been able to stand out among the ten southeastern kingdoms. When they see the sword cultivators from powerful countries such as Linfeng Kingdom, they look at them with a bit more envy, and Shang Limei's nostrils will go up to the sky.
Ye Feng and Jiang Ziwei sat on the bench, while He Huan still stayed in the middle of the field.
This time his opponent was a sword cultivator with the strength of a second-level sword king.
This sword cultivator named Hong Yuanguang was not necessarily very strong, but he was very courageous. Even when facing a cold-blooded monster like He Huan, he never showed the slightest hint of cowardice.
The swordsmanship that Hong Yuanguang cultivated, just like his personality, was the most orthodox and upright way.
Every move and every move he makes is as grand and powerful as a surging river or a majestic mountain peak.
The upright sword technique is exactly the nemesis of He Huan, who has a murderous sword intent.
He Huan's practice of killing swordsmanship followed the path of a feminine ghost. When faced with a wide-open and wide-open attack, he could not find an opening to injure his opponent for a while.
Hong Yuanguang kept attacking, while He Huan surrounded the ring and kept dealing with him.
This situation lasted for nearly half a cup of tea. He Huan still didn't make a move, but tried his best to dodge and avoid the opponent's attack.
Seeing that He Huan was at a disadvantage from the beginning, Jiang Ziwei couldn't help but stand up anxiously.
While rubbing his hands, he asked anxiously: "Boss Ye, do you think Boss He will lose?"
Facing Jiang Ziwei who looked anxious, Ye Feng smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "No. Although it seems that He Huan has always been at a disadvantage, in fact He Huan did not show any signs of weakness. Hong Yuanguang's
The attack is wide open and close, extremely fierce, and naturally consumes more energy than He Huan. You see, it won't take long for He Huan to defeat Hong Yuanguang."
Although Ye Feng had already analyzed the battle situation, Jiang Ziwei's worries were still not gone.
Sitting on the chair, he scratched his head and arms for a while, looking distracted.
On the ring, the two sides have been fighting each other for a cup of tea.
Until someone around him ended the competition, He Huan still walked around the edge of the ring and never made a move.
Steeply, the long sword in Hong Yuanguang's hand roared like a giant mountain-cleaving blade and struck down on He Huan's head.
Seeing that He Huan was forced into a corner, Jiang Ziwei couldn't help but stand up again urgently.
When Jiang Ziwei thought about it, if he faced Hong Yuanguang's blow, he had only one way, which was to jump off the ring to avoid it. But in this way, He Huan would lose this fight.
Thinking of He Huan's unyielding personality, Jiang Ziwei's eyes turned red. If Ye Feng hadn't been suppressing him with his breath, he would have rushed forward to help He Huan regardless of his own safety.
He Huan was indeed forced to have no way out by Hong Yuanguang, but this did not mean that He Huan did not have a solution.
Seeing the opponent's long sword whizzing down with the power of the mountain, a cold light flashed in He Huan's eyes.
A piece of cold light surged out from the Qilin fang in He Huan's hand. When He Huan shook the sword with all his strength, the surface of the Qilin fang suddenly twisted, becoming as soft as a spiritual snake.
A "hiss" sound sounded like a poisonous snake spitting a message, and the unicorn's teeth wrapped around the sword in Hong Yuanguang's hand.
Following the edge of the sword, the Qilin fangs jumped directly to the hilt of the sword. Before Hong Yuanguang could react, the tip of the sword pierced his wrist.
With a "pop" sound, Hong Yuanguang shot out a stream of blood from his wrist, and the sword in his hand fell heavily to the ground.
Opposite Hong Yuanguang, He Huan held Qilin Fang, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Hong Yuanguang's throat.
"You lost!" He Huan was as cold as ever.
Facing He Huan with silver hair and bloody eyes, a trace of regret flashed in Hong Yuanguang's eyes. If he hadn't noticed that his vitality was about to be exhausted and was eager to defeat He Huan, he would never have been able to attack hastily and leave flaws.
Seeing that Hong Yuanguang seemed to still have a lot of dissatisfaction in his eyes, a cold light flashed in He Huan's eyes.
"The swordsmanship of Dakai Dahe is indeed very powerful, but I still have many empty doors. If you don't believe it, continue attacking now, I can defeat you in one move." He Huan said arrogantly.
Hong Yuanguang's face showed hesitation. Suddenly, he raised his foot and kicked the sword on the ground directly into his palm.
The first move was the same as before, but with a slightly more cautious sword light, whizzing towards He Huan's head.
Seeing the sword light coming towards his face again, He Huan did not dodge, but turned slightly to one side, avoiding Hong Yuanguang's attack like a ghost, and the Qilin fang was placed on Hong Yuanguang's neck again.
After losing for the second time, Hong Yuanguang couldn't help but be stunned.
It wasn't until this moment that he truly understood that He Huan had always had a backup plan when fighting against him.
Turning his head, facing the suppressed gazes of many of his fellow disciples, Hong Yuanguang's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness.
In participating in the competition this time, he was bearing the honor of everyone in the sect. If he failed, not to mention he would not forgive himself, and he would not have the shame to see his fellow sect members again when he returned to the sect.
Suddenly, Hong Yuanguang's arm holding the sword wiped it towards his neck.
Hong Yuanguang suddenly committed suicide out of shame and anger, causing the surrounding sword cultivators to scream in shock, and also caused Hong Yuanguang's fellow disciples to stand there as if struck by thunder.
"Senior Brother Hong!" Hong Yuanguang's classmates exclaimed in shock. Some of them wanted to rush to the stage to save Hong Yuanguang, but it was too late. When they rushed to the bottom of the ring, they saw the sword blade touching Hong Yuanguang's neck.
When everyone was stunned by the sudden change in front of them, suddenly, a blue arc of light shot out from the slanting thorn.
Everyone's eyes were blurred, and then they were shocked to see that at some point, Ye Feng appeared on the ring, holding Hong Yuanguang's sword-holding arm tightly with his palm.
"A man is born to stand upright, and a momentary victory or defeat doesn't mean anything." Ye Feng said in a deep voice.
He held the palm of Hong Yuanguang's arm and exerted force. A surge of vitality flowed into the sword body along Hong Yuanguang's arm, directly destroying the sword into pieces.
Hong Yuanguang used an intermediate-level sword. Not to mention destroying it with vitality, even if it was thrown into the furnace, it would probably not be completely destroyed within three days and three nights.
Many sword cultivators present never expected that Ye Feng would use the power of separating objects to directly destroy the mid-level long sword into pieces.
The incredible speed and super destructive power displayed by Ye Feng in front of him made those sword cultivators who doubted Ye Feng completely disappear their doubts.
Ask yourself, don't say that they can't do what Ye Feng did just now, there are only a few teachers in their sect who can do it.
"A strong Sword Emperor? A twenty-year-old strong Sword Emperor!"
At this moment, everyone in the audience who was watching Ye Feng felt a strong sense of awe in their hearts.