"Don't worry. This guy is just strong."
Wang Lingyun said solemnly.
The words dark horse made his heart sink.
This is what he is most worried about, but it is about to happen.
"Strong?"
Huang Yuan and Hu Yiba both grinned when they heard this.
Speak of great strength.
In the ten miles before the outer gate, there are several very tyrannical ones.
For now.
Huang Yuan has been practicing external skills passed down from his family since he was a child. He is the best at the same level and can beat him to the ground at the normal pulse-opening stage.
Hu Yiba practices the "Bawang Halberd Technique" passed down from his family. Just by hearing the word "Overlord", you can imagine how powerful he is.
But the two of them didn't know that Wang Lingyun had reservations about Zhou Xing's evaluation. The biggest feature of Zhou Xing's "Bronze Statue Kung Fu" is not its great power.
Time passes.
The fourth round of random battle passed quickly.
In this round, some less powerful disciples were eliminated.
Of course, there are also some disciples who have acceptable strength but are very unlucky, such as those who have encountered the top ten or twenty disciples in a row.
On the formation board at this moment.
There are not many people who can still maintain the winning streak, only twenty or thirty people.
Even the top ten disciples from the previous session cannot guarantee a winning streak.
For example, Yang Fan met Nangong Li in the first round and lost one game, winning three and losing one.
The knockout round begins with the fifth round.
It didn’t take long.
Zhou Xing appeared on the stage again, and the disciples in the audience were booed and wary again.
"Zhou Xing, you'd better stop throwing people away. There are big shots above who think you are suspected of disrupting order."
A voice rang in Zhou Xing's ears.
Zhou Xing looked sideways and saw that it was the referee on the side who was transmitting a message to him.
To transmit sound into the secret, you must at least be in the viscera refining stage before you can use it.
Can’t you throw people away anymore?
Zhou Xing thought to himself, which big shot had he offended?
"Okay! If you don't want to throw it away, don't throw it away."
Zhou Xing didn't care and looked at the boy opposite.
"Don't throw me away... I'll admit defeat!"
The young man opposite had only the middle stage of Tongmai cultivation. He knew he was no match for Zhou Xing, so he quickly gave up.
Being defeated is a trivial matter. Being thrown down and carried away is too embarrassing.
Admit defeat directly!
This is the first time Zhou Xing has encountered this situation since the competition.
It seems that his reputation has gradually been established in the minds of the disciples.
Five consecutive wins!
Zhou Xing grinned and walked off the competition stage.
The fifth round of competition ended faster.
On the one hand, some contestants were eliminated and the number of people became smaller.
Furthermore, some powerful figures such as Duan Xiaolong and Hu Yiba, Nangong Li and others, their opponents will decisively admit defeat.
The fifth round is over.
Look at the rankings on the formation board.
"Five consecutive victories, only twenty-three left..."
The rankings on the formation board attracted a lot of attention.
Of course, some more obscure names appeared, and some disciples were eliminated.
The sixth round begins!
In the ensuing battle, the powerful disciples frequently clashed and the fight was in full swing.
Among them.
A battle caused a burst of boos.
"Iron Sand Palm!"
A young man with a slightly darker face had a hot inner breath rising from his palm, like a ball of high-temperature iron sand, with an astonishing momentum.
His opponent is a man with a Chinese character.
"Pengpa!"
The boy's palm was like a hot iron stone, beating the man with the Chinese character face back repeatedly.
"How could it be! Who is that young man? He actually beat 'Zheng Dong', who ranked eleventh last year, to the point where he couldn't resist."
""Iron Sand Palm"? This is not Low-level martial arts?"
All the disciples in the audience couldn't help but marvel.
A low-level boxing technique can actually suppress Zheng Dong, who is ranked eleventh.
"The peak of boxing skills!"
Zhou Xing saw something fishy.
Off the court, some middle- and high-level people in the sect were also slightly surprised.
It is not easy to practice a martial arts to its peak and understand its true meaning.
Even if it is a low-level martial arts, reaching the peak and perfection, the power is astonishing.
What’s more, that young man also possesses the late-stage cultivation of Tongmai.
After a few rounds.
Peng!
The man with the Chinese character “Zheng Dong” was knocked out of the competition ring.
"I accept the concession, Cao Lei."
The young man's voice was steady, neither arrogant nor impetuous.
Whoosh!
On the formation line-up, the name of the young man "Cao Lei" suddenly jumped to the front.
Take a closer look.
The result of young Cao Lei is actually six consecutive victories!
"Dark horse! Another dark horse!"
"I have seen this kid before, and he has been practicing hard. I didn't expect that he would become a blockbuster today."
Some Disciple, discuss privately.
Cao Lei’s combat performance, making it into the top ten, is not a big problem.
"No. 99 vs. No. 33."
The referee's voice sounded, and it was Zhou Xing's turn to play again.
On the competition stage.
"Wang Lingyun!"
Zhou Xing looked at the familiar young man in green clothes opposite and couldn't help but be stunned.
On the 33rd, it was Wang Lingyun.
The corner of Zhou Xing’s mouth evoked a hint of amusement.
In the sixth round of the competition, he finally met Wang Lingyun.
“Oopscake! "
Wang Lingyun knew something was wrong. But he couldn't admit defeat immediately in front of Zhou Xing.
Even if he lost, he had to lose decently.
Wang Lingyun had a plan in mind and looked on guard. He couldn't be thrown off the stage.
Iron Cloud Claw!
Wang Lingyun stepped forward steadily, slashing through a fierce inner aura with one claw. The air was sharp and harsh, making people feel chilly.
Compared with last time, Wang Lingyun’s martial arts skills have obviously improved.
“Open! ”
Zhou Xing punched Wang Lingyun with a huge force and domineering inner aura.
Poof!
The corner of Wang Lingyun’s mouth There was a trace of blood on his face, and he had a look of shock on his face. He never expected that he would not be able to take the opponent's punch.
Then, the figure of the boy opposite him suddenly changed.
Whoops!
The strong wind came, and Wang Lingyun secretly thought that Zhou Xing was going to throw him out.
However, the next feeling was not that. The feeling of being caught.
Bang!
A heavy foot kicked Wang Lingyun in the buttocks from behind.
"Ah!" "
Wang Lingyun felt a sharp sting in his chrysanthemum, and let out a shrill roar.
Peng whoosh!
The next moment, he was forcefully kicked
Plop!
Some of the disciples in the audience were already alert and got out of the way, causing Wang Lingyun to fall into pieces.
It’s just.
What surprised everyone this time was that Zhou Xing didn’t throw anyone, but kicked him instead.
“Ah! My butt..."
Wang Lingyun reluctantly got up, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He pressed his butt with one hand, limping like a lame old man.
The referee said directly Stunned, he glanced at Zhou Xing.
“I didn’t throw anyone away this time, so why don’t I just kick him? ”
Zhou Xing lowered his voice.
The referee’s face twitched, and he waved the flag, announcing Zhou Xing’s sixth consecutive victory!
Wang Lingyun’s tragic end made Many disciples in the audience felt chilled.
In comparison, Zhou Xing's "throwing" behavior in front of him was still considered "gentle" behavior. Zhouxing! I will repay you tenfold for today's humiliation. ”
Wang Lingyun clenched his teeth and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, with unprecedented malice in his eyes.
He already understood.
At Yunyue Gate, There can only be one person between him and Zhou Xing.
When Zhou Xing came down from the stage, he was naturally aware of Wang Lingyun's vicious gaze; he was determined to get rid of him if there was a good chance! < /p>
Although he has overtaken Wang Lingyun, he does not want to be on guard against this poisonous snake in the dark.
The sixth round of competition is proceeding in an orderly manner.
Now, there are only about seventy disciples left on the field who have not been eliminated.
In other words.
So far in the knockout round, nearly two-thirds of the disciples have been eliminated.
Duan Xiaolong, Nangong Li, Hu Yiba and others are still strong, and their opponents basically admit defeat.
At the end of the sixth round, a fight attracted attention.
"Get out of here!"
A man with raised eyebrows had a stern voice, a black iron rod in his hand, whistling dullly, and his strong inner breath was blessing the iron rod. Extremely powerful.
"It's Fang Xing!"
"This person was eighth in the competition last year, and his skill has greatly improved this year."
Many disciples recognized Fang Xing .
Fang Xing's opponent was a beautiful woman, holding a soft sword in her hand, and swung out a flexible sword shadow.
"Tong Yuling."
Zhou Xing recognized this woman at a glance. It was the same girl who killed the bald Senior Sister Tong with him last time.
What surprised Zhou Xing was that Tong Yuling was able to fight Fang Xing calmly.
Impression.
Tong Yuling's strength is probably ranked in the top fifteen of the outer sect, and there is a gap between the top ten of Fang Xing and Yang Fan.
"Sweep the world with sticks!"
The man with raised eyebrows, Fang Xing, held the iron rod in his hand, his breath was surging and roaring, and he suddenly waved out a pillar-like shadow of the stick, which was huge and horizontal. Crack the mountains and sweep away the momentum of thousands of armies with one stick.
The power and strength of that stick
seemed to be an almost limitless blow at the level of Tongmai stage.
"Spirit Snake Sword Dance!"
Tong Yuling did not retreat at all. The soft sword in her hand vibrated, as if it turned into a living sword snake, bursting out with an astonishing cold breath. There was a faint flash of blood on the surface of the rainbow.
Not only was that sword strange and agile, but the inner energy on the sword exploded, even overpowering Fang Xingyi.
Pfft!
The snake-like sword slapped on the iron rod, causing Fang Xing to sway and look in disbelief.
The next moment.
Tong Yuling took advantage of the opportunity to cut in, the cold light and blood light on the soft sword intertwined, wrapped around the iron rod, and suddenly swung it.
"No!"
Fang Xing screamed in surprise, and the iron rod in his hand was already released.
There was a "clang" sound.
The iron rod fell to the ground from mid-air, leaving Fang Xing in a state of despair and disbelief.
"How is it possible... My cultivation has reached the peak of Tongmai, and I can compete among the top five."
Fang Xing found it difficult to accept the reality.
In the last term, he was tenth in the outer sect, but due to carelessness, he lost to Huang Yuan, who was seventh.
This time around, he has made great progress and wanted to strive for the top five. If you perform better, you may be valued by a big shot in the sect and even enter the inner sect.
In the previous battles, he won several games in a row without encountering any strong opponents. His luck was pretty good.
I didn’t expect that.
In this sixth game, he was defeated by his opponent from the previous term.
In front of the formation board.
An old man in black robe stretched out his finger, and a blue energy chain visible to the naked eye hit the formation board.
Whoosh!
On the formation board, Tong Yuling’s ranking jumped up.
I saw that Tong Yuling’s result was also six consecutive victories, tied with Nangong Li, Le Feng, Zhou Xing and others.
“Another dark horse!”
“This Tong Yuling has made great progress. Looking at her strength just now, she can definitely compete for the top five.”
The next round of discussion.
Zhou Xing and Le Feng had some surprises on their faces.
Tong Yuling walked down with a smile on her face, taking this victory as a matter of course.
"The last time the blood killer went bald, Tong Yuling didn't have this strength. Could it be that she has any opportunities recently?"
Zhou Xing couldn't help but think.
If Tong Yuling had this strength, she could kill the bloody bald man alone last time.
However, Zhou Xing quickly figured it out.
The world of the sect is mysterious and bizarre. He is not the only one who can get opportunities. There may be many existences like him.
It didn’t take long.
The sixth round of random battles ended.
Only nineteen people can still maintain a winning streak after six battles!
"That kid actually made it into the top twenty."
Wang Lingyun was jealous.
Looking at this trend, as long as Zhou Xing is not too unlucky and breaks into the top 20 and enters the next round of "ranking competition", there will be no pressure at all.
"Don't worry! He's just lucky and didn't meet the top ten disciples."
Huang Yuan said coldly.
"The number of remaining disciples is getting smaller and smaller, and the chance of encountering them is already very high."
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Hu Yiba's mouth .
Indeed.
After rounds of elimination, the remaining disciples have become fewer and fewer.
"Everyone."
Wang Lingyun suddenly gritted his teeth: "If any of you can defeat Zhou Xing and stop his winning streak. I, Wang Lingyun, present a fifty-year-old of Cordyceps, plus five hundred second-grade Yuan Stones."
As soon as he said this.
Several people in the "Circle of Evil" looked at Wang Lingyun in surprise.
Fifty-year-old Cordyceps, plus five hundred second-grade Yuan stones, is already a big sum for the outer disciples.
Even for a young family leader like Wang Lingyun, it is a rare resource.
"And me, plus a thousand yuan stones. As long as whoever can teach Zhou Xing a lesson on the stage, the thousand yuan stones will be his."
A delicate girl's voice came.
Everyone looked sideways and saw that the person who came was a pretty girl, it was Jiang Yun'er.
Jiang Yuner, asA popular and beautiful girl was thrown off the stage by Zhou Xing in front of everyone. The shame and resentment was something she had rarely seen in her life.
"It's a deal."
Hu Yiba and Huang Yuan looked at each other and smiled.
A total of 1,500 first-grade Yuan stones, plus a fifty-year-old cordyceps, are already very tempting.
Not to mention.
If you can accomplish this, you might even be favored by the beauty Jiang Yun'er.
"Haha! Can we participate in such a good thing?"
A few more figures heard the sound and approached here.
The reward offered by Wang Lingyun and Jiang Yun'er is enough to make any outer disciple's heart flutter.
"Of course."
Wang Lingyun was elated.
With his personal power alone, he would not have such a high appeal, but with the favor of Jiang Yun'er, a beauty, the effect would be multiplied several times.
For a while.
There are a total of five or six outer sect elites, gearing up and looking forward to the battle with Zhou Xing.
A "blocking operation" has officially begun!
Those who participate in sniping must be at least among the top fifteen or ten in the outer sect.
Among them, in addition to Hu Yiba ranked fourth, Huang Yuan ranked seventh, and Yang Fan ranked ninth, Cheng Jun ranked sixth and Xu Jing ranked tenth were also added.
"Tsk, tsk, this Zhou Xing seems to have aroused the anger of the outer sect."
"Who can resist the favor of beautiful women and the charm of Yuanshi, if I am strong, alas ..."
Some nearby disciples couldn't help but look at Zhou Xing with some sympathy.
"Stop my winning streak?"
Zhou Xing got the news quickly. After all, the actions there were not considered hidden.
After learning about the generous reward, Zhou Xing shook his head and sighed: "I'm so excited..."
He wanted to punch himself down and throw himself into the beauty's body. Favor and the embrace of Yuanshi.
The seventh round of the knockout round soon arrived.
Finally, the people of "Block the Storm" got their chance.
"No. 99 vs. No. 132."
With the referee's voice, a figure in the crowd rushed onto the stage excitedly.
"Hahaha! I got it..."
A country boy carrying an ax ran onto the stage with a look of ecstasy.
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