The other people who participated in the blockade showed regretful expressions.
Zhou Xing stood on the stage, looking at the eager country boy in astonishment. He looked at him as if he had a treasure trove of gold and silver.
He has an impression of this person. He is "Xu Jing" who ranked tenth in the last competition.
"Start!"
As soon as the referee's voice fell, the country boy "Xu Jing" picked up his ax and charged in.
Whoops!
The ax cut through the air, and there was a sound like the tearing of cloth. With the blessing of huge power and roaring inner breath, the ax seemed to turn into a crazy iron bull.
Faced with such momentum, Zhou Xing would not be willing to challenge him without using the "Bronze Statue Skill".
After all, the opponent is using heavy weapons.
Whoosh!
With an ax blow, Zhou Xing’s body suddenly burst and disappeared.
It’s gone!
Xu Jing, a young man from the countryside, reacted very quickly. The ax struck horizontally again, hitting Zhou Xing who appeared from the side.
But this time.
Zhou Xing's body shape and footwork suddenly stopped, and then made a strange twist.
Pfft!
The ax not only struck the air, but was also instantly approached by Zhou Xing.
"It's so fast, and this movement looks so familiar."
"Isn't this "Ling Yun Step"? It seems that its effect is not inferior to Le Feng himself."
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The audience was in a state of shock.
Not good!
Xu Jing struck the air with his axe, and felt bad. His ax is heavy and powerful, but it can easily be restrained by those with skillful movements.
"Open!"
The moment Zhou Xing cut in, he punched away, and the heavy fist brought out a sinister and domineering aura.
Xu Jingcang was panicked and reluctantly put his ax away to block the powerful punch.
Pop!
The domineering inner energy and violent power that surged out of his fist directly shocked Xu Jing and made him take several steps back, his blood boiling.
Before he could stand firm, Zhou Xing in front of him disappeared again.
“Oops!”
Just as Xu Jing stabilized his body, there was a sound of strong wind behind him, but it was too late.
Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain came from the butt hole,
There was a "bang".
A foot flew from behind, and Xu Jingfei covered his butt in mid-air and let out a heartbreaking howl.
Plop!
After Wang Lingyun, another person was kicked out of the competition stage by Zhou Xing.
There was a moment of dead silence, and then there was another commotion.
"This was among the top ten last year, and they lost so miserably."
"Have you noticed that Zhou Xing's movement is exactly the same as Le Feng's, and it's more intense. Not bad at all!”
The disciples in the audience were either amazed or thinking deeply.
A thoughtful person discovered something strange in Zhou Xing's body technique.
If notTherefore, it is impossible for him to win so easily. The whole process was basically about physically restraining Xu Jing, who was ranked tenth in the previous year.
"How could it be! His "Ling Yun Step" has been mastered to the same level as mine!"
Le Feng's face was uncertain.
Zhou Xing's victory was undoubtedly a blow to Wang Lingyun who proposed the "blocking action".
Defeating Xu Jing, who was in the top ten last year, established Zhou Xing’s status as a strong dark horse.
In this outer sect competition, three dark horses were born, namely: Tong Yuling, Zhou Xing, and Cao Lei.
In the past, the performance of these three people was unremarkable.
And this time, all three of them powerfully defeated their top ten opponents and achieved six consecutive victories!
The most complicated thing about Zhou Xing’s victory was Le Feng!
Three months ago.
It was an accident that "Ling Yun Bu" fell into Zhou Xing's hands, not his original intention.
In order to prevent "Ling Yun Bu" from leaking from Zhou Xing, Le Feng specially came forward and sent a "Yuanzhu Grass" to win over.
I never expected it.
Zhou Xing, a marginal disciple of Zeng Jin, was able to cultivate the "Ling Yun Step" to the level of great success.
It can be said that this is an accident within an accident.
"It's interesting."
In the corner of the stage, Nangong Li held a folding fan in his hand and glanced at Zhou Xing and Le Feng with interest.
As early as the "Outer Sect Exchange Meeting", Nangong Li realized that Zhou Xing was not simple.
Of course.
He is only slightly interested in Zhou Xing, and it is impossible to regard him as a rival.
Nangong Li has only one opponent, and that is Duan Xiaolong!
The competition has ended so far.
Nangong Li and Duan Xiaolong have not yet encountered the enemy of Sanhe, and their true strength is unfathomable.
The same moment.
Duan Xiaolong’s eyes happened to be looking at Nangong Li, his old enemy.
Suddenly.
The two eyes met in the void.
Bang!
An invisible spiritual force collided in mid-air.
Whoosh~
The clothes of the two men were flying, and the powerful invisible air waves forced the nearby disciples to retreat.
After a brief trial.
Duan Xiaolong’s expression condensed and his body trembled slightly; while Nangong Li’s face showed a strange look.
Except for the sect seniors present, no one could see what kind of confrontation the two had just now.
But.
The powerful and invisible auras of the two people are no less than those in the Zang Refining Stage. The mysterious tests and confrontations make people's blood boil.
"Two dragons competing for hegemony!"
Many disciples are excited and looking forward to it.
This competition can be said to be a grand event rarely seen in ten years.
Two dragons fighting for hegemony, plus three dark horses, no one knows.What kind of sparks will eventually collide.
......
The eighth round of the knockout round!
At this stage, the remaining disciples have no weak hands.
The ensuing battles are all remarkable, sometimes inextricable and full of clever moves.
The three dark horses continue their winning streak.
Tong Yuling, with her unpredictable inner energy and dexterous swordsmanship, easily defeated an opponent ranked among the top twelve.
Cao Lei actually used the astonishing intensity of "Iron Sand Palm" to defeat Yang Fan, who was ninth in the previous competition, within fifty moves.
"Failed! I actually lost to a low-level martial artist."
Yang Fan walked off the stage unwillingly, holding a silver gun in his hand and his clothes were damaged in several places.
Cao Lei's "Iron Sand Palm" has been cultivated to its peak and perfection, and he has realized a unique true meaning, and its power is beyond imagination.
Zhou Xing’s opponent in the eighth round was only in the top twenty, and his opponent simply gave up.
Today.
Zhou Xing was famous in the competition. If you don't want to be kicked out of office, it's best to admit defeat.
As night falls, the eighth round of competition comes to an end.
Nangong Li and Duan Xiaolong, as the "two dragons competing for hegemony", still maintain a winning streak.
The three dark horses also won eight consecutive victories.
At this moment, there are only 12 or 3 people on the field who still have winning streaks
In addition to the two dragons and the three dark horses, they also include Hu Yiba, who ranked fourth last year. Yuan Beitong was fifth, Cheng Yun was sixth, Huang Yuan was seventh and others.
......
On the third day, the ninth round of the knockout rounds began.
At this time, there are only thirty or forty disciples left who have not been eliminated. Some of the disciples whose grades were minus two points were extremely nervous.
In the ninth round, the chance of strong encounters is greatly increased.
"Junior Sister Jiang, don't worry! Next, the chances of Zhou Xing and us meeting each other will be getting higher and higher."
Huang Yuan looked confident and assured in front of the beauty. .
"Of course I believe it."
Jiang Yun'er chuckled, with a smile as bright as a flower, which made several elite disciples from the outer sect fascinated.
For Yuan Shi and Beauty, Hu Yiba ranked fourth, Cheng Yun ranked sixth, and Huang Yuan ranked seventh were all willing to stand up for her.
"Zhou Xing, I think you can win a few more games in a row."
Wang Lingyun sneered in his heart.
As a result, in the ninth round, these three strong players still did not encounter Zhou Xing.
On the contrary, Cheng Yun, who was ranked sixth, met Le Feng, an outside genius.
"Le Feng to Cheng Yun!"
All eyes converged on the stage.
Cheng Yun is an orange-skinned boy who looks slightly older.
He participated in the "blocking operation" against Zhou Xing, mainly because he was attracted to Jiang Yun'er.
Cheng Yun didn’t expect that he didn’t wait for Zhou Xing, but Ze FengYun Tiantian and Le Feng met.
"Brother Cheng, let's get started."
Le Feng Bao Quan Do.
He wants to reach the top five or three, and this Cheng Yun is a big resistance.
"Junior Brother Le still doesn't draw his sword? Could it be that you think you can win with just your physical skills?"
Cheng Yun smiled calmly.
Clang!
The remains of a treasure sword in Le Feng’s hand was unsheathed, like a cold arc across the night sky, exuding a cold and sharp aura.
Cheng Yun also took out a well-made world-famous sword.
"Wind-cutting Sword!"
The famous sword in Cheng Yun's hand is like a gust of wind, with a transparent cold light on the blade, and a group of harsh energy and wind. .
The "Wind-cutting Sword" he practiced is a very famous swordsmanship in the outer sect.
Including Zhou Xing, he had practiced this sword technique.
Pfft!
The sword slashed away, the air torn, wind and energy surrounded the room, blocking Le Feng's path.
Facing an opponent of this level, Le Feng would be hard-pressed to rely solely on his physical strength.
"Soul-Chasing Sword!"
Le Feng's figure and the sword became one, the afterimage and the sword light intertwined, and the sword went off the edge, which was extremely thrilling.
Ding ding ding...
In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged more than a dozen swords in a staggered space.
Everyone in the audience held their breath, it was difficult to see the details of the confrontation with the naked eye
All they could see was a blur of sword shadow and sword light.
Bullshit!
Suddenly, a figure quickly took a few steps back, looking slightly embarrassed.
Cheng Yun's face was filled with panic, and there was a trace of blood on his cheek.
Le Feng holds the sword on his back with a smile on his face.
"Cheng Yun lost?"
"I didn't even see the details clearly, it was too fast!"
There was a lot of discussion in the audience.
In the battle just now, they witnessed the strength of the outer sect's genius Le Feng and the veteran Cheng Yun of the previous year.
"No. 49 wins."
The referee waved the flag and announced that Le Feng won.
......
"Senior Brother Cheng has made great progress, how could he lose so quickly?"
Huang Yuan said in shock.
"When swordsmen compete, victory or defeat is a matter of a hair's breadth. What's more, Le Feng's body skills are slightly better than half of them, but what he has in his hand is a broken sword."
Hu Yiba Of course.
His eyes crossed Le Feng, this was an opponent that could not be ignored.
Stronger body skills and stronger weapons are all advantages!
Cheng Yun was not unjustly defeated.
After this battle, Le Feng's popularity soared, winning the admiration and admiration of many female disciples. Some male disciples also admired his strength and grace.
Except for Le Feng’s battle.
In the ninth round, there is another battle that attracts much attention.
"Nangong Li vs. Yuan Beitong!"
The audience was in an uproar, and the attention was even greater than that of Le Feng.
On stage.
Nangong Li held a folding fan in his hand and looked at the strong man with an iron tower like a tiger opposite.
The strong man was half taller than a normal person; before the battle began, his fists hit each other like hammers, and the barbaric aura that hit his face made people palpitate.
"Is this Yuan Beitong, the most powerful person in the outer sect?"
Zhou Xing was very interested.
Yuan Beitong, ranked fifth in the last competition. His greatest advantage is his natural power.
His "natural power" is innate, not acquired after Zhou Xing fused his mysterious heart.
Kaishan Fist!
Yuan Beitong roared, his strong inner breath vibrated and roared, and his fists were released, like a millstone cutting through the air. Any punch could crush an ox or a tiger to death.
Peng! Peng!
When that punch was released, the ground shook faintly, and the terrifying power set off a wave of air.
There was a "pop" sound.
Nangong Li's folding fan suddenly hit Yuan Beitong's arm. The latter shouted and took a few steps back.
Nangong Li suddenly stepped back half a foot.
"The power is really great, the inner breath is strong, and the reaction is not slow. As expected of the fifth in the previous year, he can fight me head-on."
Nangong Li said with a smile on his face. smile.
Of course.
His behavior itself is a bit mean. After all, the opponent is a person with natural supernatural powers, and he still fights him head-on.
"But let's end it."
Nangong Li left an afterimage on the spot and slapped Yuan Beitong with the folding fan in his hand.
This time, it is still a frontal attack.
Boo meow~
Just when everyone was confused, Nangong Li opened his mouth and made a strange sound like a cat meowing.
The weird sound makes people dizzy and their hearts tremble.
The minds, energy, and blood of all the disciples in the audience, including Zhou Xing and others, trembled.
"What kind of attack is this?"
Zhou Xing was shocked. What they suffered was only a trace of the aftermath.
"Ah!"
Yuan Beitong on the stage suddenly swayed, holding his head in his hands, with a look of irritation and pain on his face.
He endured the full force of that weird sound, his whole body was spinning, and there was a buzzing in his mind.
Pop!
Yuan Beitong was stiff for a moment, and a fan was swept over him.
Plop!
Yuan Beitong’s burly body rolled out of the competition stage.
After he woke up, he roared loudly: "What kind of evil magic is that? How could I lose-"
Under the field, all the disciples looked at each other and looked at Nangong Li's expression , with deep awe.
“It turns out to be spiritual magic.”
“As expected of the SouthThe young master of the Gong family has mastered mystical arts at a young age. ”
Some of the sect seniors present were well-informed and could see the mystery.
Essential mystical skills?
Zhou Xing had a feeling that this kind of The invisible attack posed a threat to himself.
The ninth round of competition ended quickly.
In this round, Zhou Xing's opponent was not among the top ten. Easy win
“The tenth round! ”
Zhou Xing was excited. In previous years, the knockout rounds usually lasted to ten rounds, which is about it.
At this moment.
On the formation board, there are still There are only thirty or forty names left.
The knockout round is coming to an end!
In the tenth round, the chance of encountering a strong opponent is higher, even if you encounter Duan Xiaolong. , Hu Yiba and others are considered normal.
The tenth round soon came to Zhou Xing.
This time, he finally met a strong opponent.
"Hahaha...Zhou Xing! Finally I met your Grandpa Huang. "
A fat, round-faced boy laughed loudly and leaped onto the stage very proudly.
"Huang Yuan! "
Some disciples looked stern when they saw the fat and round boy.
In the circle of villains, Hu Yiba and Cheng Yun showed a bit of regret.
< p>Is it possible that Huang Yuan, a fat man, can get Yuanshi and win the approval of the beauty?Huang Yuan, who is ranked seventh, is definitely in the outer sect. He is a ruthless character.
Seeing him on stage, Wang Lingyun and Jiang Yun'er in the audience expressed joy: This time Zhou Xing finally encountered a tough situation.
"Zhou Xing, your winning streak ends here. ”
Wang Lingyun smiled coldly.
Until now.
Zhou Xing has won nine consecutive victories. After winning one more game, it will be ten consecutive victories. Then he can Sitting firmly in the top ten.
Fortunately, his blocking plan intercepted Zhou Xing at the end!
"Huang Yuan vs. Zhou Xing!" "
"Okay! The dark horse of this session is very interesting compared to the seventh place of the previous session. ”
All the disciples in the audience are looking forward to it.
None of the disciples have a good impression of the two people on the stage. One is bullying the disciples in the outer sect, and the other is in the main It has caused public outrage
(End of this chapter)
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