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Chapter 190 Stormy Storm

The group roster for the final stage has come out. Early that morning, Siyu was dragged to watch by Ba Shi and the others. There were a total of fifty players participating in the final stage. The list was divided into five sections, each section representing a competition venue.

, ten people compete in each venue. The five venues in the finals are all on Junshan Mountain, which also prevents the audience from walking back and forth.

Siyu glanced at it casually. Ye Huazi, his second brother Ximen Luoyan, Ximen Chi and others were all on the list. The finals were really exciting.

This time, in addition to Ximen Luoyan and Ximen Chi, there are three other people in the Ximen family who have also entered the final list. Among them are Ximen Jianren, the son of the second parent, Ximen Qiu, the son of the third parent, and the last one, Siyu, I don’t know, he should be

An uncle-nephew figure.

After remembering the playing field of these people, Siyu had no intention of looking at it anymore and turned his head elsewhere.

Three days passed quickly. Early in the morning, the Ximen family seemed to have put on new clothes. The ground was printed with the shadows of the dancing trees, and the loneliness was swaying. After breakfast, a large group of people crowded towards Junshan.

Because there are fewer venues to choose from, there are obviously more spectators, and the widened mountain path still looks narrow.

The five competition venues were arranged on the mountainside, where there was a large piece of flat land. The five reinforced arenas were lined up in a row, clearly visible to everyone. The Jin brothers jumped in front of everyone and occupied one for Siyu and Ba Shi.

The four of them mingled with the crowd and sat down to wait for the game to start.

Perhaps because the competition finally got heated, several big guys who didn’t often appear appeared on the ring together and gave an exciting speech. Then, under the order of Ximen Chen, the patriarch of the Ximen family, the first person in the final stage

One day of competition officially begins.

In the crowd, Siyu looked at her grandfather's flying silver hair, and her heart palpitated. She tried hard to suppress her inner emotions. Siyu secretly reminded herself that now is not the time, wait...wait...

The elders selected by various forces formed a referee team in the field. With the referee's whistle, five groups of auras quickly rose up in the five participating areas. The fifty contestants refused to give in to each other and each released their own aura.

The silent competition began, and soon, the five best contestants stood out, used their own strength to break through the aura formed by others, and jumped onto the ring gracefully.

Now everyone knows that the first person to take the stage will have a certain advantage, so now they will secretly compete for the first opportunity to take the stage. The competition just now was actually a screening. The five who jumped on the stage first

He is undoubtedly the best among these fifty people and the winner with the best chance of winning the final victory.

I saw these five people looking back at each other, with blazing flames in each pair of eyes. Siyu on the stage was a little surprised to see a player from the Ximen family standing on stage four, but

That person was the son of the second parent—Ximen Jianren.

Not long after, the first five people to jump on the stage had already chosen their opponents. Because the stages were connected together, the audience in the auditorium could see the panoramic view of the five stages. Siyu turned his attention to stage four.

For Ximen Jianren, the opponent he chose was a monk from Wanyin Temple. The monk used a pair of gold gongs. A pair of huge gongs were held in the monk's hands, like a piece of feathers, but when he waved the gongs

The deep sound it makes shows the weight of the gong.

Holding a pair of gongs, the monk grinned, opened his arms and hugged him suddenly. The pair of gold gongs quickly collided with each other. There was a loud "pang~~" sound, which shook the ground and caused a circle of sound waves.

It formed an arc of air and rushed towards Ximen Jianren. With a cold snort, Ximen Jianren pulled out the sword from his waist, silently recited the sword formula, and the sword burst out with green light, and suddenly flew into the sky as if it was alive.

The flying sword slashed down, quickly breaking the monk's air wave. The sword's edge turned and turned into a long green snake, rushing towards the monk.

"Huh, good time!" The great monk took a deep breath, with no fear of rejoicing in his eyes. He raised the gong in his hand and blocked the place where the flying sword came from. "Peng~~" The air burst into a burst of air,

The great monk leaned back slightly, but then stood up straight again. Ximen Jianren's eyes lit up, and when he looked at the great monk again, his eyes looked strange.

"I'm not happy, let's strike again." The great monk took off his cassock, opened his thick hairy chest, and slapped the gong in his hand, making a "frame~~" sound.

Ximen Jianren pressed his fingers back, and the flying sword circled around the great monk's head. The rotating flying sword quickly pulled out a circle of afterimages, turning into a rotating sword wheel. Control the sword wheel to slash towards the great monk,

Looking at the sword wheel with cold light, the great monk breathed out his breath and cursed fiercely: "You red guy, let's see how I can break your flying sword." The great monk took a step back, dwarfed his body, and pulled his right hand behind him.

, roared suddenly, raised his right hand suddenly, and the gong in his hand quickly shot towards the sword wheel coming in the air.

The gong thrown by the great monk was extremely fast. When Ximen Jianren tried to control the sword wheel to get out of the way, the two objects had already collided hard. Two weapons of unequal size collided, and the gong of the great monk

Having taken advantage, the gong filled with the monk's true energy was like a cannonball, overwhelming Ximen Jianren's flying sword and breaking a small hole. Jianren's chest was tight as he was connected to the flying sword, and the amount of true energy he raised almost made a small hole.

collapsed. After regaining his breath, Ximen Jianren's eyes gradually filled with anger, and an angry roar came from his mouth, attracting sideways glances from the people around him. At this time, the contestants in the other four arenas had already finished competing. There was no doubt that the first one to jump was

All the contestants on the ring won easily. Now only Ximen Jianren is still competing on the field. In addition, Jianren's roar just now attracted everyone's attention.

Suddenly, a thick green flame emerged from Ximen Jianren's body, which was the body-protecting true flame that transformed when the true energy left the body. At this moment, Jianren was like a god of war. With one move with one hand, the flying sword flew rapidly in the air.

Flying back to Jianren's hand, with a sword in his hand, Jianren's aura changed drastically. A domineering aura of a monarch fell from the sky and possessed Jianren's body.

Triggered by this breath, the great monk roared heartily, and a golden flame immediately appeared on his body. On the surface of the golden flame, there were also Buddhist mantras attached, and a powerful righteousness fell from the sky and fell on the great monk.

On his body, the Buddhist secret technique "Xuanjin Sutra" was fully activated, and his momentum was actually on par with Ximen Jianren.

The two looked at each other angrily, both in the flames of war. Jianren was the first to attack. A sword cry sounded, and the long sword in Jianren's hand was instantly wrapped in a thick cocoon of cyan light. The almost solid sword energy came out and turned into a

A huge two-foot sword struck the great monk fiercely.

The great monk was unambiguous and recited the Buddha's words in his mouth. A pair of golden gongs in his hands flew to his head, like two huge shields. A circle of golden light emanated from the gongs, forming a giant cauldron, illuminating

Great monk.

Jianren's first sword struck the giant cauldron, but was blocked by the golden ripples. Immediately afterwards, Ximen Jianren struck with a second sword, and a third sword...

A battle of attack and defense began. Ximen Jianren became red-eyed and used his sword as a sword. He slashed at the great monk with a sword without any skill. Although the great monk was not good at attacking, his defense was excellent.

The two gongs firmly protected the master, and for a while Jianren was helpless against him. However, the field around them suffered. Under Jianren's powerful sword energy, the surrounding reinforced field still cracked into turtle shells. Others

He was already stunned. Ximen Jianren's attack was so overbearing. This style of fighting was no different from that of a barbarian. Under such a violent attack, the monk could withstand it until now. He really belongs to a large group of people.

Miracle.


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