"Next group...!"
The executive kept announcing the contestants.
The next competition was in line. Although it was also very wonderful, it was not as shocking as Niu Zhengfei's competition with Baishan.
The martial artists on the audience have been looking forward to the moment when Lin Tong, the first person in the competition, shows his super strength.
An hour later
At this time, 16 entered the eight competition, and four martial artists did not participate in the competition.
The four warriors are Chu Xingyu, Lin Tong, Fang Tian and Qiang Zhao.
Fang Tian and Qiang Zhao's faces changed slightly as the executive stepped onto the podium.
According to the location of the draw, the two of them are definitely not together, that is to say, their opponents are either Chu Xingyu, a fish belly, or Lin Tong, a strong man.
"I must draw the Chu star rain!"
Fang Tian murmured in a low voice that he had seen the strength of Chu Xingyu, which was about the same as himself. If he got Chu Xingyu, it meant that he could beat the youth and enter the top eight.
If you get Lin Tong and think of Lin Tong's super strength, you'd better give up in advance.
"Don't dream. I'll be the one who gets the Chu star rain."
Qiang Zhao has a fierce expression. He must enter the top eight.
Only in the duel with Chu Xingyu will there be a chance to enter the top eight.
"Lin Tong's strength is strong and no one can compete. Let me see, whoever draws Chu Xingyu has the opportunity to advance."
"You're right. There's no suspense about the competition. It's just a matter of luck."
The audience shook their heads. At this time in the final circle, the martial artists who can still stay on the scene, except the strong ones in the martial arts realm, are all in the late stage of the ninth heavy of the martial arts realm.
Although these warriors in the later stage of the jiuzhong martial arts realm can't crush the youth against Chu Xingyu, they are sure that Chu Xingyu will lose.
Therefore, if anyone gets the Chu star rain, he will have the opportunity to enter the top eight.
"Next group, Lin Tong against..."
As soon as the executive's voice came out, Fang Tian and Qiang Zhao's heart hung to the highest point.
Then, Fang Tian's face changed like a dead mother.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
But Qiang Zhao burst out laughing wildly.
Because the list of executives has come out. The strong Lin Tong is against Fang Tian, that is to say, he is against Chu Xingyu.
Qiang Zhao has a chance to enter the top eight. How can he not be excited.
His face was very excited, and his laughter could even ring through the audience.
"Qiang Zhao is so lucky that his ancestral grave is smoking."
"It's a certainty that he will enter the top eight."
"Wow, 20000 yuan stone, that's not so much!"
People are very envious.
But Fang Tian's complexion was white and his steps were trembling. He couldn't take any steps to mount the challenge arena anyway.
Lintong, still embracing his arms, sat on the contestant's stage with his eyes closed, and had no intention of entering the challenge arena.
Plop!
At the bottom of the challenge arena, Fang Tian seemed to have made a very important decision. He knelt down towards Lin Tong on the player's stage.
"Lin Tong, you win, I admit defeat!"
Even the challenge arena can't go up. How Fang Tian can compete with Lin Tong and admit defeat is the only way out.
"Get out!"
Linton said faintly.
"Linton, I won't forget your kindness."
Fang Tian was relieved and sat down on the ground. Regardless of the different eyes of the people, he thanked Lin Tong again and again.
This scene makes people sigh in their hearts that this is the power of the strong.
A roll of the strong is not an insult to the weak, but a pardon.
"Next...!"
The executive officer on the stage is just about to announce the last group of Chu Xingyu against Qiang Zhao.
However, without waiting for the executive officer to finish speaking, Qiang Zhao jumped directly to the challenge arena, pointed to Chu Xing Yu and roared, "waste come up!"
Qiang Zhao was very excited at this time. In front of him, Chu Xingyu was just a fish belly.
If you seriously hurt Chu Xingyu, you can enter the top eight.
After entering the top eight, if he meets a strong man, he immediately admits defeat. If he can't meet him, he can set a record and break into the top four.
The more Qiang Zhao thought about it, the more excited he was, and the more serious he was about Chu Xingyu.
"Chu Xingyu, go up!"
Before the executive's words were finished, he was robbed by Qiang Zhao.
Shaking his head, the executive can only urge Chu Xingyu to appear on the stage as soon as possible and participate in the competition.
"Chu Xingyu, it really surprised me that you reached the nine levels of respect for the martial arts realm and hit five martial artists with one sword."
The grimly smiling Qiang Zhao's voice turned: "but this kind of accident, just seeing a waste, suddenly became the accident of the weak."
Qiang Zhao looks at Chu Xingyu with contempt.
Chu Xingyu just changed from a waste to a weak one that is a little stronger than waste. In essence, Chu Xingyu still can't beat himself.
"Now, leave your arms and get out of here!"
Qiang Zhao's arrogant voice sounded throughout the test field.
"Ask for my arm as soon as you open your mouth!"
Chu Xingyu's eyes were cold: "if you think you have this ability, come and get it!"
"Since you don't want face, don't regret it!"
With a loud roar, Qiang Zhao stepped a little. The big knife in his hand was fierce across Chu Xingyu's right shoulder.
The light of the knife flickered, and the sound of breaking the wind continued to roar.
Everyone saw Qiang Zhao's broadsword shining, but his figure gradually blurred.
Qiang Zhao has performed his magic steps.
Magic steps are unmatched in power.
In a few seconds, Qiang Zhao's body was like being pressed the fast forward key, rapidly approaching Chu Xingyu, and the power of his blade was killing everywhere.
Chu Xingyu's eyes are cold, and he doesn't see any action.
Suddenly, when Qiang Zhao was three feet away from Chu Xingyu, Chu Xingyu moved.
Oh!
Chu Xingyu drew his sword.
The speed at which a young man draws his sword is as fast as a white colt.
Shua!
A white light flashed through the pupils of all the people.
As the sword was drawn, a violent sword breath burst out from the Li fire sword.
Boom!
The sword Qi with the white light like a crescent moon and the momentum of breaking through the void directly blasted at Qiang Zhao with a ferocious face.
Qiang Zhao's face changed fiercely. He saw more sword Qi.
But he had never seen such a powerful sword.
I haven't seen it, let alone resisted it.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the sword Qi that hit Qiang Zhao's body directly took Qiang Zhao's figure and hit a mountain ten miles away.
Boom!
The pupils of the people trembled fiercely. The mountain ten miles away was slightly shocked when the sword Qi forced Qiang Zhao into it.
A white smoke, like a swimming dragon ten miles long, extends from the challenge arena to the other side of the mountain.
This white smoke is the trace of sword Qi in the air, which can't dissipate for a long time.
"If you want my arm, you don't have the ability!"
Chu Xingyu stood with the a sword in his hand. He showed no mercy to Qiang Zhao who wanted his arm as soon as he came up.