"This woman's swordsmanship is so powerful!" Liang Shaochong's expression changed slightly, and he wondered if he could be like her and knock down other competitors in twelve breaths.
At this time, Chen Bofu's eyes lit up when he was standing on the high platform. He didn't seem to have thought that the game had just started when he spotted a powerful character. His body was like a stream of light, and like flying catkins, he flashed directly from the high platform to No. 6.
On the arena.
Some spectators in the audience felt that just a blink of an eye, Chen Bofu was still on the high platform, but suddenly he appeared on the sixth stage, as if he had always been there, and they couldn't help but scream: "Elder Chen, okay.
Fast movement!"
You know, from the high platform to the sixth arena, it is more than 300 meters at least. Without superb body skills, it is extremely difficult to do it.
Chen Bofu looked around proudly, and after talking to the girl in purple for a while, he read loudly: "No. 58, Yu Ziwei wins, entering the 100-level semi-finals."
Liang Shaochong carefully watched the competition among everyone in the ring and found that in the first round, except for Yu Ziwei in the sixth ring, who was the highlight, everyone else performed mediocrely, and the battle lasted about half an hour before it ended.
The second round started again soon, but something unexpected happened in this round.
In ring No. 8, when a young man about 28 years old and wearing a blue shirt walked to the ring, all the other competitors were immediately frightened and ran away from the ring until the game officially started.
No one dared to rush up to him.
"Look, Chen Junhao from Qianhuan Sect is so majestic, but no one dares to challenge him." Someone on the side immediately exclaimed.
"Of course, I am someone who can kill low-level pulse warriors."
"This 'tornado' is so majestic!!"
"Not only does he have a high-level Huangpinmai Zihuang Qingyun Sword, but he also possesses high-level Huangpinmai power. He is a rare genius. It is said that this person's potential is almost comparable to Ma Jiangshuang of Tianlei Sect.
Already."
"I heard that three days ago he killed a low-level pulse warrior from the Yamo Sect who was at the second level of the Pulse Sect. He was called a Blood Demon. This made the upper echelon of the Yamo Sect furious and vowed to kill him."
While the people next to him were discussing, Liang Shaochong looked at Chen Junhao curiously and found that this man had a nose like a gallbladder, eyebrows flying into his temples, lips painted in red, he was tall and strong, and looked like a standard handsome man, with a white outfit.
, coupled with the Purple Azure Qingyun Sword in his hand, he is like a jade tree in the wind, full of male temptation. I am afraid that any woman who meets him will throw herself into his arms.
However, what shocked Liang Shaochong was not his appearance, but a mountain-like pressure that was invisibly emitted from his body. He stood there like an unsheathed sword, looking sharp and domineering.
The second round of the game also lasted for more than half an hour before it ended.
In this round of competition, there was also a bright spot, a big man named Li Weikui. His iron fists were extremely extraordinary. With his long breath and fists rolling like the Yangtze River, almost no one could resist his punch. With the third
In one round, Yu Ziwei was about the same, and she defeated the other players in just a dozen breaths.
Soon, the third round of competition will begin.
At this time, Liang Shaochong discovered a special person in the hands of Sai. This person was about thirty years old, a young man dressed in black, with a gloomy face, and always showing a cruel smile. Although his hands were on his clothes, his movements were
It is also one high and one low, but the body exudes an aura that is no less than that of Chen Junhao, a kind of overbearing murderous aura.
If Chen Junhao is like an unsheathed sword, then this person seems to be a devil from hell, with murderous aura like the wind, mixed with a death aura that threatens the death of those who rebel against me.
The man in black said cruelly to the other nine competitors: "Get off the ring immediately, and you can still save one life."...
His words immediately aroused the anger of a group of people. Some people laughed loudly: "You think you are Chen Junhao!"
"Yes, the nine of us will work together to defeat him first."
"Death! You all deserve to die." The face of the man in black suddenly turned cold, and an increasingly intense murderous aura came towards him. The other nine racers on the stage seemed to have fallen into an ice cave immediately, and the blood in their whole bodies was about to freeze.
.
At this moment, Chen Bofu came and gave the order to start the game: "The third round has begun!"
"Hahaha! Go to hell!"
The man in black looked up to the sky and laughed, and an unstoppable aura was immediately released from his body. A bloody, violent, cruel, and murderous idea rolled towards all sides like a flood of beasts.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Accompanied by a deafening loud noise, the vast power spread out in all directions like a raging sea wave, causing the air to vibrate, twisting and undulating like the surface of a lake, and quickly condensed into nine vortexes of energy, heading towards the other nine racers.
Hit it away.
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
The other nine racers were hit by the whirlpool of energy almost at the same time. They let out shrill and pitiful howls, rain of blood spattered, and their limbs flew everywhere.
Some racers' chests were shattered, their sternums were shattered, and their bones and blood flew everywhere; some racers' heads were cracked and red and white brains leaked out; some racers' entire bodies had been torn apart, just like a smashed porcelain bottle.
It was turned into hundreds of pieces of severed limbs and fine flesh.
In just one breath, the other nine racers died.
Some of the people in the audience were so frightened that their eyes were stunned. Some people were shaking like dead leaves floating in the air, and their faces were as red as chicken blood. Some people seemed to have had a stroke, standing there all the time; some people were speechless.
There was a loud bang, and his head was as empty as a piece of white paper.
"This person has such vicious methods and a cruel heart."
Liang Shaochong's face was livid, and he backed away in fear, thinking that if he faced him, it would be impossible to escape the opponent's killer.
At this time, Chen Bofu rushed over with a livid face and shouted to the man in black: "How could you be so vicious and kill all these people?"
"Did the rules of the game ever say that killing is not allowed?"
The man in black gave Chen Bofu a cold look and said calmly.
"You..." Chen Bofu was so angry that he flew into a rage, but when he thought that the opponent did not break the rules of the game, but his actions were extremely vicious, he left the ring angrily and ignored the man in black.
When the man in black walked down the ring, Chen Junhao appeared in front of him like the wind, with a faint flash of electric symbols in his eyes. He stared at the man coldly and said, "What do you call him?"
The man in black suddenly shook his body, and immediately released a black light, blocking the electric talisman. Then he was not far behind, his eyeballs turned strangely, and a ray of light shot out like a tiger, roaring through the forest, and said grimly.
: "My name is Liang Rongqiang!"
Chen Junhao snorted coldly, his powerful momentum disappeared in a flash, and he easily defused the offensive of the other party's eyes, and said: "Okay! I'll wait for you."