In the center of the ring, Chang Baichuan's body slumped to the ground.
Until the last moment of his life, he still couldn't believe the speed of He Huan's swordsmanship.
His swordsmanship is extremely fast, but why is he still being outclassed in sword speed competition?
After Chang Baichuan fell to the ground, He Huan pulled out the long sword stuck on his shoulder.
Even though he suffered two serious injuries, he still seemed to have no consciousness and his expression did not change at all.
Withdrawing the Qilin fang, He Huan jumped off the ring.
Seeing that He Huan never took care of the wound or even looked at it from beginning to end, many people watching around him had a deeper understanding of He Huan's cold-bloodedness.
Among the three competitors in the ring, He Huan was the last to enter the ring, but he was the first to end the battle.
Until He Huan sat on the chair to sort out his wounds, Lin Yunhe and Wen Kerui in the No. 1 ring still could not end the battle.
Lin Yunhe is a seventh-level sword king, and Wen Kerui is slightly weaker, but he is also a sixth-level sword king. Since Wen Kerui uses a wind-level low-level long sword, with his sharp weapon, he can instantly compete with him.
Lin Yunhe fought evenly.
In the second arena, Jiang Ziwei was still surrounding Tong Fang, spinning around.
After using his self-created "chrysanthemum broken, buttocks full of wounds" sword attack to no avail, Jiang Ziwei suddenly gave up any attack and just continued to dodge Tong Fang's stormy attacks.
Gradually, Jiang Ziwei's movements became lighter and faster under the dense rain of attacks from the opponent. Whenever the sword light came and was less than one meter away from the door, he would scream strangely.
Get out of the way.
Every time Jiang Ziwei avoided an attack, he put himself in a dangerous situation, causing everyone watching around him to tense up.
However, even so, he did not show any signs of failure, but instead played Tong Fang around.
"Red-skinned monkey, can't you attack faster?"
"Green Turtle, haven't you had enough to eat?"
Words of obscene words spewed out of Jiang Ziwei's mouth and fell into Tong Fang's ears, making him so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke and his chest felt like it was exploding.
Suddenly, the long sword in Tong Fang's hand released a silver-white sword light that swept half of the arena.
Seeing the sword light blocking all the space in front and behind him, Jiang Ziwei's joking expression gradually turned serious.
"Red-skinned monkey, you are seeking death on your own." Jiang Ziwei said with a dark smile.
Suddenly, he shook the long sword in his hand, and the trembling sword body rushed into the sword light.
Ding ding ding, there was a dense sound of metal collision.
Jiang Ziwei, who entered the sword net, not only was not hit by the sword energy, but instead shortened the distance between the two to less than five meters.
Suddenly, Jiang Ziwei's body turned into a gray phantom and rushed towards Tong Fang.
Just when the long sword in his hand was about to stab Tong Fang's chest, the sword's edge turned strangely, bent into a semi-circular arc, and stabbed directly into Tong Fang's buttocks.
There was a muffled sound of "poof", and a stream of blood shot out along Tong Fang's buttocks.
The sword hit his hip, causing Tong Fang to stumble. He could no longer stand steadily and fell to the ring.
Opposite Tong Fang, Jiang Ziwei held a long sword dripping with blood and proudly pointed the blade at Tong Fang's chest.
He looked triumphant and said arrogantly: "The chrysanthemum is broken, the buttocks are full of wounds, and your eyes are full of tears. How about it, you are still satisfied with my chrysanthemum sword technique."
Suddenly, he felt pain in all five organs at the same time, then a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his body fell to the ground sluggishly.
His hip was injured externally, but his mind suffered more serious internal injuries.
In the days to come, if he cannot completely open up the knot in his heart today, he will never make any progress in the way of swordsmanship.
Tong Fang's defeat means that Jiang Ziwei has successfully entered the semi-finals. It also means that the three contestants from Yin Shangguo have all entered the semi-finals.
Seeing Lian Jiang Ziwei's victory, everyone in Shang Li and Hai Wuya were filled with joy.
Since the Ten Kingdoms Sword Cultivator Exchange Competition was held, Yin Shangguo has never had a situation where all the registered players were shortlisted for the finals, let alone all the players entering the semi-finals.
Thinking that no matter what, Yin Shangguo has occupied two of the top three places in the youth group finals of the Ten Nations Sword Cultivator Exchange Competition this time, even for a person like Qiu Yang who is calm by nature, his heart is filled with excitement.
Nearly half an hour passed, and when the sky became completely dark, the fight on Arena No. 1 ended.
In the end, Lin Yunhe won with a slight advantage. As an enemy with a blood feud with Wen Kerui, Lin Yunhe unceremoniously killed Wen Kerui on the spot after injuring him.
Although Lin Yunhe won the challenge, the price he paid was particularly huge.
His thigh was hit by Wen Kerui's sword, and it was impossible to recover in a short period of time, which also made him reluctant to give up the next challenge.
As a result, Ye Feng, He Huan, and Jiang Ziwei became the only remaining challengers.
After the jury found out that Ye Feng and the others were all from the Yin Shang Kingdom, they couldn't help but feel a little confused.
For the three of them, Ye Feng, who were close friends, the life-and-death competition became meaningless. Thinking that if they continued to compete according to the previous competition method, it would be suspected of deceiving the audience, the jury couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
"That's all, just declare the remaining three people as the winners of this competition." Sima Tang stood up and said to the judges around him.
Sima Tang's order represents the supreme authority. After hearing what Sima Tang said, the judges around him naturally had no objections.
The host of this competition is Fang Zihan, the leader of Xiaoyun Sect.
After receiving Sima Tang's instruction, Fang Zihan stood up, came to the No. 1 arena, and announced loudly: "After the competition organizing committee decided, a total of three winners were selected for this competition. They are Ye Feng and He Huan.
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Just as Fang Zihan was about to read out the names of the three people, suddenly, a loud shout came from the crowd.
"Wait a minute!" The person who spoke was a young man about twenty-three or four years old, with a thin build and an unusually fair face.
After the words fell, he jumped onto the ring, looked directly at Fang Zihan and said: "I am not satisfied with the result of this competition. The Ten Nations Sword Cultivator Exchange Competition is the largest competition celebration of the Ten Nations Sword Cultivators. Originally, every sword cultivator could
Participate. But now, the Ten Nations Sword Cultivator Exchange Competition has changed. The contestants who signed up for the competition are either people from major sects or major families. People like us who have no sect and no sect are not qualified to participate in this kind of competition.
sports."
"Based on the above reasons, I am not convinced by the winner announced in this competition. Even if the jury announces it, I will not agree with it." The young man said eloquently.
The young man's clear-cut words made Fang Zihan's face darken.
Although he knew that the young man was telling the truth, the majesty of the major sects and families would never allow others to challenge him.
Just when Fang Zihan was about to scold the young man, Sima Tang, who was sitting on the judges' bench, stood up.
"Well said. This little brother can see the shortcomings of the Ten Nations Sword Cultivator Exchange Competition, which is really valuable. But I don't know..." Suddenly, Sima Tang's expression darkened.
He said coldly: "Little brother, if you don't accept the final decision of this competition, can you show your true skills?"
As Sima Tang spoke, a strong pressure belonging to the powerful Sword Emperor was released from his body.
At the moment when the pressure enveloped the entire square, everyone felt difficulty breathing at the same time. Some of the weak ones even trembled one after another, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
Facing Sima Tang's pressure, a cold light flashed in the young man's eyes.
Suddenly, a faint purple smoke appeared on his body. Wrapped in the smoke, his body was not forced by the pressure released by Sima Tang.
"Ning Tao, I request a battle with Ye Feng. If I lose, I will kill or behead you. If I win by chance, I'm sorry, Ye Feng. Please give up your position as the winner and enter the life and death situation."
Qualifications." The young man said arrogantly.
After saying this, he shook his shoulders slightly and came to the center of the ring.
"Ning Tao, this young man turns out to be the famous Japanese swordsman Ning Tao."
After hearing that the young man announced his family name, the eyes of many onlookers who were watching the sword cultivator lit up.
Just like Ye Feng is very famous in the Yin Shang Dynasty, this young powerful man named Ning Tao is also very famous in some countries such as Qianyu Kingdom and the surrounding Linfeng Kingdom.
Ning Tao suddenly appeared in everyone's sight five years ago. With a mysterious identity, he did not reveal his origins to anyone. Instead, he conquered countless swordsmen in an instant with his sweeping attitude.
Among them, the most sensational thing Ning Tao has done is to single-handedly wipe out the famous Lianyun Mountain horse thieves gang in Qianyu Kingdom.
In that battle, Ning Tao held a long sword and fought alone into the depths of Lianyun Mountain. He killed nearly a thousand horse thieves and seized nearly one million taels of gold.
In addition to the legend of killing the horse thieves in Lianyun Mountain, Ning Tao has many other heroic deeds.
There are countless things such as challenging disciples of various sects. In Qianyu Kingdom, except for the six major sects that have never been challenged, almost every sect has had genius disciples who have been defeated by Ning Tao.
Seeing the sword cultivators surrounding him and hearing the name Ning Tao, they all responded with the warmest applause. Ye Feng, who was sitting in the Yin Shang Kingdom camp, slowly narrowed his eyes, and a heart-stopping light flashed in his narrow eyes.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Feng suddenly looked up to the sky and let out bursts of howling, then his feet suddenly stopped, and a golden dragon with fangs and claws appeared out of thin air under his feet, lifting his body and appearing on the ring.
"Ning Tao, I accept your challenge!" Ye Feng said loudly.
Having said this, he slowly pulled out the Thousand Miles Ice Sword from his waist that had never been used before, and made a water-splitting sword-style starting move!