Xuantian's scabbard was pressed against Fan Hong's heart. If Xuantian had an unsheathed sword in his hand, the sword would be enough to pierce Fan Hong's heart and kill him with one blow.
Fan Hong admitted defeat, Xuantian took back his sword, held it in his arms and said: "Senior Brother Fan Hong, I accept the surrender."
Fan Hong sighed, regained consciousness in his eyes, and said: "Junior brother Huang Tian, your swordsmanship is mysterious and unpredictable, and your sword skills are weird. Among all the outer disciples, I have only seen it from the hands of the demon sword Li Yichang. With your
With my strength, I definitely hope to enter the top ten, and I will have a showdown with Demon Sword Li Yichang, I will lose in your hands, no injustice, no injustice...!"
After saying this, the gloomy look on Fan Hong's face disappeared, he jumped down and left the ring.
The disciples under the arena were once again shocked.
Every time Xuantian thrust out a sword, he forced Fan Hong back two steps. With only fifteen sword blows, he forced Fan Hong back from the center of the ring to the edge of the ring.
In the sixteenth sword, Fan Hong had no way to retreat and blocked Xuantian's sword. As a result, he was stabbed in the center by Xuantian's sword and was defeated by Xuantian's men.
There are only 32 disciples of the tenth level of martial arts realm in the entire outer sect. Each one of them is a giant among the outer sect disciples, with extraordinary strength, and is someone that other outer sect disciples look up to.
However, with only sixteen swords, he was defeated by Xuantian's hand. Moreover, Xuantian's sword had not been unsheathed yet, and he only used about half of his strength!
How could the disciples not be shocked by such a result?
Half of the strength is just the guess of the disciples. Xuantian's whole person is as deep as the ocean. No one else can see how much strength he really shows. Only he knows it.
Not only the ordinary outer disciples, but also the elite disciples at the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels, and even the giant disciples at the tenth level, all had shocked expressions on their faces, with disbelief in their eyes.
Fan Hong, who was defeated, did not look decadent or resentful at all. It can be seen that in this battle, he was convinced of Xuantian's defeat and did not feel embarrassed.
Because when a disciple of a giant with the same strength as him met Xuantian, he would only end up with the same fate. It was not that Fan Hong's strength was too low, but that Xuantian's strength was too high.
far away!
Zhang Long's eyes shone with excitement, his fighting spirit soared into the sky, and he said silently in his heart: "It is indeed getting more and more interesting. This kid really has some skills. Huang Tian, if you survive two more rounds, you will finally fall."
In my hands, let me finish you with my own hands."
Bai Zhanhe, with surprise in his eyes, looked at Xuan Tian from a distance and said in shock: "This boy has really mastered the Xiantian Kung Fu. This is the most difficult technique to practice among all the Huang Jie Kung Fu. Back then, Chu
Senior Brother Feng has been practicing for a while and then gave up. Could it be that our Tianjian Sect is going to have the fourth genius after Patriarch Ling who has cultivated the innate skills to the level of Dacheng in the martial arts realm? It's a pity that he is almost fifteen years old.
Well, his cultivation level is at the eighth level of the martial arts realm. He is even far behind senior brother Chu Feng, and even further away from Patriarch Ling, but he is able to cultivate innate skills. He is really a freak."
Yang Dingjun looked at Xuantian from a distance, his face was gloomy, and there seemed to be anger pouring out of his eyes. Beside him, there were many elite disciples of the ninth level of cultivation, and even giant-level disciples of the tenth level of cultivation.
exist.
Yang Dingjun said to several giant-level disciples with level 10 cultivation beside him: "In the fifth round, I must draw Huang Tian. Whoever touches him, give me a hard beating. Don't be afraid of getting hurt."
No matter how injured he is, I will take care of it for you, beat him to a cripple, break his legs, and break all the bones in his body!"
"Yes, Senior Brother Yang." Six or seven giant-level disciples nodded.
Yang Dingjun gritted his teeth, clenched his fists loudly, and said coldly: "It's best if you get hit by me as soon as possible. I will torture him to death in front of everyone!"
On a peak opposite the peak where the Outer Gate Square is located, a thatched pavilion is built in the direction directly opposite the square. From the thatched pavilion, you can have a panoramic view of the Outer Gate Square on the opposite mountain peak.
In the thatched pavilion, there was a girl about fifteen years old and an old man with white beard and white hair.
Both of them cast their gazes on the opposite mountain peak and the outer gate square.
This girl has slender legs, skin as white as jade, and a delicate and perfect face. She is Ling Xingyue, an inner disciple of the Tianjian Sect that Xuantian met in the Yinfeng Mountains.
"Grandpa, how about this Huang Tian? He is only at the eighth level of martial arts realm, but he has the strength to defeat the tenth level warrior. Although the tenth level disciple is not very strong, but against the eighth level martial artist,
Like a peak that can only be looked up at, Huang Tian was able to cross two realms to defeat him. Such a genius is rare even among inner disciples."
Ling Xingyue's eyes retracted from the square on the opposite mountain peak and fell on the old man opposite.
The white-haired old man raised his right hand, touched his beard, and said: "Xingyue, how much strength do you think he used?"
Ling Xingyue said: "He didn't even draw the sword out of its sheath. He should have used 50% of his strength, or at least 40%!"
The white-haired old man shook his head and smiled without saying a word.
Ling Xingyue said in shock: "Grandpa, is Huang Tian so powerful that he only used 30% of his strength?"
The white-haired old man said: "I'm afraid not even 30% of it will be used."
"How can it be!"
Ling Xingyue exclaimed: "If he didn't even use 30%, wouldn't he have the strength to compete with several top disciples in the tenth level of cultivation?"
The white-haired old man nodded and said: "Xingyue, did he really just instinctively use the Jueying Sword Technique at the moment of death? Instead of slowly understanding the Jueying Sword Technique and mastering it?"
Ling Xingyue nodded: "Yeah!"
Deep in the eyes of the white-haired old man, there was a faint look of doubt.
Ling Xingyue said: "Grandpa, Huang Tian saved my life. He has great potential. Can he be a key training target?"
The white-haired old man said: "A real eagle should fly in the vast sky. The flowers in the greenhouse cannot adapt to the wind and rain after all. This boy is extraordinary. He has his own way to go. Don't interfere with him."
, maybe go further than the arranged path.”
Ling Xingyue's eyes were slightly shocked. This was the first time he heard his grandfather praise someone so much. Even Chu Feng, the first disciple of the inner sect, who is known as the rare genius of Tianjian Sect in a hundred years, his grandfather's evaluation was also
It's just a good sentence, but it is far different from Xuantian's evaluation.
A smile appeared on Ling Xingyue's lips, and she thought to herself: Huang Tian, you really gave me a good face, and I was right to recommend you to my grandfather.
Ling Xingyue said: "Grandpa, since Xuantian has the strength to compete with the top disciples among the outer disciples, if they meet in advance, wouldn't it mean that some of them will be eliminated early and won't even be able to enter the top ten?"
The white-haired old man touched his beard and said: "I will let him fight with more and more powerful disciples. In each round, he will encounter opponents who are stronger than the previous round, and let him gradually reveal his strength.
come out."
After saying this, a pair of wings suddenly appeared behind the white-haired old man. This pair of wings was completely condensed with true energy. It was translucent and was ten feet long. He held Ling Xingyue with one hand and flapped his true energy wings. In an instant,
He soared into the sky, flew towards the inner peak of Tianjian Sect, and soon disappeared.
After Xuantian defeated Fan Hong, he quickly left the ring and left the square. In the fourth round, 127 advanced to 64. After the end, the 65th to 127th place will be decided. The fifth round will not begin until tomorrow.
In the fifth round, 64 advanced to 32. In almost every game, giant disciples of the tenth level of cultivation participated in the competition. Starting from the fifth round, the competition entered the first stage.
On the balcony directly in front of the square, more than ten outer sect hall masters were sitting together.
From left to right, they are the masters of the first hall, the second hall...and the tenth hall.
The leader of the third hall withdrew his eyes from Xuantian who left the square and said: "Our third hall has a genius this year. He is only at the eighth level of martial arts, but he has the hope of entering the top ten. Our third hall not only has
Gu Xiyuan, Huang Tian appears again, hehe, in this year’s ranking competition, the third class will occupy at least two positions."
The leader of the Sixth Hall frowned slightly and said: "That's not necessarily true. With Huang Tiantian's cultivation at the eighth level of the martial arts realm, do you really think he can enter the top ten? The top sixteen is hanging by a thread!"
Fan Hong was a disciple of the Sixth Hall and was defeated by Xuantian. The leader of the Sixth Hall looked depressed.
The leader of the Seventh Hall has a very good relationship with the leader of the Sixth Hall, and he said: "If Huang Tian is drawn by Bai Zhanhe, Yang Dingjun... and several top disciples among the tenth level of cultivation in the fifth round, he will be drawn in the fifth round.
We were eliminated and couldn’t even get into the top thirty-two.”
The leader of the third hall looked startled, then laughed again and said: "With so many people competing, it will be easy for them to draw Huang Tian. I believe Huang Tian will definitely break into the top ten."
The leader of the Sixth Hall said: "Huh! That's not necessarily the case!"
At this moment, a carrier pigeon flew into the tower and landed in the hands of the first hall master.
The leader of the first hall took a note from the foot of the homing pigeon, opened it, looked slightly shocked, and said: "You don't have to fight, the leader has already sent a message to arrange an opponent for Huang Tian. With each round of competition, the opponent's strength gradually increases."
Enhance.”
The other nine hall masters were all surprised and said: "The outer sect disciple ranking competition has never been taken seriously by the inner sect. Who is this Huang Tian and why did he attract the attention of the sect master?"
Several people looked at each other and looked at the first hall master.
The leader of the first hall shrugged, with a confused look on his face, and said with a shrug, "I don't know either. This Huang Tian has always been unknown, and has never made any public appearances. I am also very surprised that the sect master would pay attention to him!"
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The next day, the outer disciples ranked Dahan, and the fifth round began.
Yang Dingtian really wanted to draw Xuantian's number so that he could beat him up early and feel relieved, but unfortunately, he drew number 51, a ninth-level disciple.
Du Wenke is Yang Dingtian's disciple whose strength is second only to Liang Zhong. He remembers Yang Dingtian's instructions and wants to draw Xuantian as soon as possible and teach Xuantian a lesson for Yang Dingtian.
Du Wenke grabbed a token from the box, and the number was 62. This made Du Wenke feel regretful that he did not draw Xuantian.
Elder Han took the token from Du Wenke's hand and said loudly: "Fifth round, match 11, No. 11 Du Wenke, vs. No. 467 Huang Tian, ring No. 3."
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