Chapter 3854

"This little girl's attack is very special. I feel that her wooden sword is very sharp, even sharper than the metal of the same level. What is the reason?"

The Sword Emperor muttered to himself, as a sword cultivator, he was particularly sensitive to swords, but he couldn't guess the reason, because he didn't know that Chu Xiaoxiang's "Dead Wood Longevity Jue" was a heaven-level exercise .

"I think……"

Feng Yao hesitated for a moment, and speculated: "This should have something to do with the combat skills she cultivated, maybe it's because her combat skills are quite special."

"It's possible!" Everyone nodded, without further words, and continued to watch the competition.

"Look at the sword!"

Chu Xiaoxiang yelled coquettishly, held the sword and bullied her, and slashed at Sun Hao with one sword after another. Her swordsmanship was fast to the extreme.

brush brush brush ~ ~ ~

One after another sword light attacks came, covering Sun Hao's whole body.

Dabi does not allow the use of spiritual weapons, but Chu Xiaoxiang's wooden sword is made of stellar energy, so it is not a violation.

Dangdangdang~~

Sun Hao resisted with all his strength, the fist marks were superimposed, spread all over his body, and met the sword shadow facing him. During the confrontation, Sun Hao consumed a lot of energy, and every time he condensed the strength of his fist, he would be split by the sharp sword scattered.

In this way, although he could remain undefeated for the time being, in the long run, he must be the loser. No matter how strong the spiritual energy is, it will be exhausted at times, especially in this kind of high-intensity battle, the spiritual energy in the body will be consumed very quickly.

Puff puff--

Dao Dao's fist strength was chopped off by the sharp sword, Sun Hao's face became more and more ugly, and the two had already fought hundreds of moves in the time of a cup of tea.

"Senior Brother Kun, the situation is not good. Senior Brother Sun Hao is at a disadvantage."

"Damn it, why is that girl so powerful? If I had known this, I would have..."

"Trust Senior Brother Sun Hao, he will definitely win. I don't think he will lose to a yellow-haired girl."

Those who lent Zhang Kun's spirit stones changed their colors one by one. If they had known that Chu Xiaoxiang was so powerful, they would never have lent their spirit stones to Zhang Kun.

At this time, Zhang Kun also lost his original calmness, and his forehead was already faintly sweating. One million spirit stones is not a joke, he only has less than half a million, and the rest are all borrowed. The five hundred thousand spirit stones were almost half his life savings, once Chu Xiaoxiang won, he would have nothing left. Not only that, but also a huge debt.

"What the hell, why are you so unprofessional, you can't even beat a little girl, damn, I put 5,000 spirit stones on him, and it's over now."

"Yes, yes, my spirit stone is also in vain, Senior Brother Sun Hao, you have caused me a lot of trouble."

"Why panic, until the end, who knows who will win and who will lose, Senior Brother Sun Hao must still have a unique skill, he has a chance to enter the top ten."

Those Sun Hao winners who bet also began to complain. A few people who bet on Chu Xiaoxiang's victory beamed with joy. According to the previous ratio, it was five to one. If Chu Xiaoxiang can win, they can really make a small fortune.

"Sun Hao is about to lose!" Lin Yi said suddenly and firmly.

"What?"

Zhang Kun and the others became tense, and hurriedly looked towards the No. 3 ring, only to see that the fierce battle was going on. Although Sun Hao was at a disadvantage, he did not show defeat for a while.

"Lin Yi, what nonsense are you talking about, Sun Hao won't be defeated!" As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Xiaoxiang yelled: "The wind turns withered wood."

puff--

Looking at the No. 3 ring again, it wasn't when Chu Xiaoxiang had circled behind Sun Hao and pierced his shoulder blade with a sword. A half-foot sharp wooden sword spit out from under the collarbone.

"Brother Sun Hao, you have lost."

Chu Xiaoxiang drew out the wooden sword and brought out a pool of blood, which made Sun Hao stagger: "I'm defeated."

Sun Hao turned around, looking unwilling, glanced at Chu Xiaoxiang, and walked towards the bottom of the ring.

A defeat is a defeat. He knew that Chu Xiaoxiang had shown mercy with that sword strike just now, because he was defenseless, and if the opponent attacked his heart, he would surely die.

"Chu Xiaoxiang won and advanced to the next round. Please invite the two parties on the 114th to enter the third ring."

After slightly clasping fists at Elder Chen, Chu Xiaoxiang floated down.

"Senior sister Xiaoxiang, invincible."

"Senior sister Xiaoxiang, invincible."

"Senior sister Xiaoxiang, invincible."

"...·"

From the camp of new disciples on Yunv Peak, there was a roar of mountains and tsunamis. The female disciples of Yunv Peak looked at Chu Xiaoxiang excitedly.

Being able to defeat an existence like Sun Hao greatly increased Chu Xiaoxiang's popularity, and instantly became the uncrowned king of the new disciples of Yunv Peak. Even many old disciples admired him.

the other side.

Lin Yi moved his feet, came to the fat middle-aged man, and took away two Qiankun bags containing one million spirit stones.

This scene caught Zhang Kun's eyes, his heart was dripping with blood, and he wished he could punch Lin Yi, but he didn't dare. With so many people watching helplessly, he couldn't deny it.

"Brother Zhang Kun, when will I return the spirit stone I borrowed from you!"

"That! Brother Zhang Kun, I'm going to buy some important cultivation resources. Look, can you return the spirit stones that you owe me first?"

"Senior Brother Kun, don't worry about the younger brother's spirit stone. According to the previous agreement, just return it after three months. I will have great use after three months."

Those debt collectors opened their mouths one after another, making Zhang Kun's face darker than the bottom of the pot, damn it? What do I have to pay back!

"Junior Brother Yi, this is your 150,000 spirit stones, you still have vision." Looking enviously at the two universe bags in Lin Yi's hand, the fat middle-aged man smiled wryly and praised.

"Um!"

Lin Yi nodded, took the third universe bag, and shook it in front of Xiang Feiyan: "How is it?"

"You~ you're amazing!" Xiang Feiyan curled her lips, feeling a little regretful. She had known that Chu Xiaoxiang would win, so she followed suit.

"Haha! Let's go."

Lin Yi left with a smile, went around a million spirit stones, and couldn't help being in a good mood.

"Boy! Wait, take my spirit stone, and I'll make you spit it out." Looking at Lin Yi's back, Zhang Kun's face was distorted, ferocious and terrifying.

Not long after Chu Xiaoxiang's competition, the sixth round of the competition was coming to an end, and it was over soon.

After the sixth round of the competition, a total of 128 people won, including Su Xiaoyi who had a bye, a total of 129 people.

Continue to draw number plates, this time there are a total of 65 number plates, and there is still a bye number.

However, neither Su Xiaoyi nor Lin Yi got a bye number, but was drawn by a very strong old disciple.

The number plate that Lin Yi drew was No. 35, and Chu Xiaoxiang's number plate was next to him, which was No. 36.

The seventh round begins.

There were only sixty-four competitions left, and they were held in ten arenas at the same time. The progress was very fast, and it didn't take long before it was the turn of the two of them.

"Please invite both parties on the 35th to enter the ring on the 8th."

"Please invite both parties on the 36th to enter the ring on the 10th."

Ring No. 8 and Ring No. 10 were vacant at the same time. Lin Yi and Chu Xiaoxiang looked at each other and smiled, and rushed towards their respective rings at the same time.

When it came to the eighth ring, Lin Yi's opponent didn't come up, and he didn't know who it was. Taking advantage of this time, he glanced at ring number ten.

Chu Xiaoxiang's opponent is a Nirvana eighth-level warrior, whose strength is not as good as that of Sun Hao who he faced before. Meeting such an opponent, Chu Xiaoxiang's promotion is already a certainty, so there is no need to worry about her.

"Who is No. 35, please come out and fight." After seeing his opponent come on stage, Lin Yi shouted down.

"Yes, yes, it's me!"

A timid voice sounded in the crowd, and then a slender figure stepped out.

"Su Xiaoyi?" Seeing his opponent, Lin Yi couldn't help crying and laughing. He never thought that this lucky man would eventually become his opponent.

"Su Xiaoyi vs Lin Yi, rely on me, both are lucky people, this is a battle of luck!"

"Do you think Lin Yi will suddenly have diarrhea?"

"Hahaha! Su Xiaoyi, you are the strongest, fuck him!"

"Su Xiaoyi, you must win!"

"Su Xiaoyi, you must win!"

"Su Xiaoyi, you must win..."

People in the martial arts arena were discussing, and some people watched the excitement and yelled!

When the people below became quiet, Lin Yi smiled and said, "Senior Brother Su, let's fight!"

"Senior Brother Yi, I am not your opponent, I admit defeat!" Su Xiaoyi lowered her head without confidence.

"Hahaha! I knew it would happen."

"Hahaha~~~Su Xiaoyi is too cute."

"I have to say that Lin Yi is so lucky, even the lucky son is not as lucky as him."

Many warriors present were laughing and leaning back.

"All right!"

Lin Yi walked off the ring with his arms spread, advancing to the next round without any suspense.

Not long after, the seventh round of the competition ended, and Chu Xiaoxiang also advanced smoothly.

There are only sixty-five people who have advanced in this round. In the next competition, thirty-two groups of people faced off in pairs, and one person had a bye.

"Draw the number plates below, let's all come up." Elder Chen took out the black Qiankun bag again, and said to the winner.

Everyone jumped onto the ring one after another, preparing to draw a number plate.

"Boy, it's best not to let me meet you!" Zhang Kun came to Lin Yi and smiled ferociously at him.

Lin Yi shook his head slightly, ignored him, and drew a number plate.

"Number thirty-three!"

Looking at the wooden number plate in his hand, Lin Yi had a strange expression on his face. No. 33 has no opponent, and has another bye.

"Look, everyone, Lin Yi has another bye, it's so interesting."

"Fuck! What's going on! He has completely inherited Su Xiaoyi's luck."

"Of course, Su Xiaoyi lost to him, and the luck was naturally passed on to him."

"Damn it!"

Glancing at the number plate in Lin Yi's hand, Zhang Kun couldn't help grinding his teeth. He suddenly felt that he didn't complain about losing a million spirit stones. Lin Yi was so lucky that it was understandable for him to lose to him.

In the eighth round of competition, Lin Yi had a bye and successfully advanced to the next round. Chu Xiaoxiang's opponent this time is very strong, comparable to the previous Sun Hao, and after a lot of useless hands and feet, she also advanced.