Strictly speaking, the focus battles in the first two theaters were not fierce, and there was even a direct admission of defeat. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The focus of the battle in the third war zone is the battle for the second and third places, but there is the most fierce and even tragic competition.

The two disciples of Tianxuanzong, Huang Yan and Mo Tao, fought inextricably in order to compete for the second place in the group, and the whole battle lasted for an hour.

In the end, the two sides used up almost all their strength and ended in a draw and tied for second place.

As a result, there was a very interesting scene in the third war zone, and there was no third place among the three people who qualified from the group.

The battle in the fourth war zone was also for the second and third places, and it was Fang Zihan of Tianxuanzong who faced off against Dai Qisi of the Persian State.

Dai Qisi, who came from Persia, was originally ranked twenty-four, and Fang Zihan was ranked fourteenth, but the final result of the battle was a miracle in the lower gram.

Dai Qisi defeated Fang Zihan and finished second in the group.

In the fifth war zone, two undefeated players, the personal disciple Moro faced the blood sword of Tianxuan Kingdom.

"I can feel your strength, and to show my respect for you, I will use my weapons."

The curly-haired Moro arched his hand and took out a strangely shaped weapon from the Sumeru Ring, which turned out to be a black lotus-shaped artifact.

The black lotus-like artifact hovered in Moro's palm, and then slowly rose above his head, and a trace of black light fell down, enveloping Moro's body.

"This is Black Lotus, you can attack with all your might."

Feeling the strangeness of the black lotus above Moro's head, the blood sword did not leave a hand, and the blood-red true yuan swayed all over his body, and the blood-red broadsword was filled with bloody qi in the sky.

For a while, the entire stage seemed to have become a bloody hell.

This is the first time since the competition that the Blood Sword has shot with all its might.

"Oh my God, is this blood sword still human?! What a terrible bloody breath! ”

The crowd watching from the sidelines gasped and felt incredible.

"It seems to be a mood"

Experienced viewers found a clue and frowned in contemplation.

Hua Ruolei slapped the chair under the seat and said in surprise: "This blood sword really surprised me, and I actually comprehended the bloody artistic conception." ”

"Dean, this artistic conception of the Blood Sword is still only a prototype, and it is not complete."

Ling Hantian keenly grasped the flaws in the Blood Sword Artistic Conception, "If it is a complete Blood Artistic Conception, the Blood Sword should still have a chance." ”

"The Fall of the Great Killing Technique."

Before Ling Hantian's words fell, the blood sword shouted violently, and the blood-colored broadsword carried a blood-colored horse training more than ten meters long and slashed towards Moro.

"Okay, the power of artistic conception, it's a pity that you haven't fully comprehended it yet, otherwise I would have to go all out to defeat you."

Feeling the broadsword slashed by the blood sword, a flash of appreciation flashed in Moro's eyes, and the true yuan of his whole body agitated, strengthening the defensive power in the black lotus.

"Boom!"

The blood-colored Pilian poured out on the Black Lotus like a river of blood, completely submerging Moro in a sea of blood.

But the black lotus was like a rock, and this blood-colored ocean could never wipe it out, on the contrary, the blood-colored ocean was rapidly evaporating.

"Open it for me!"

Moro shouted violently, the black lotus bloomed with a pitch-black black light, and the entire martial arts stage was instantly shrouded in black, completely disappearing from everyone's sight, and people could only find out and see the situation on the martial arts stage by relying on perception.

The black light that burst out of the black lotus shook the sea of blood, and it immediately expanded, like a mountain suppressing the blood sword.

Just like what Moro said, the artistic conception of the blood sword was not fully comprehended, and in the end it was defeated by Moro, and it was defeated, with a battle line of eight wins and one loss, and the second place in the group.

Although the Blood Sword was defeated, everyone saw the strength of the Blood Sword.

People are even speculating that if the Blood Sword is not divided into the fifth war zone, if it is divided into the next few war zones, whether those seeded players will be able to compete with the bloody artistic conception of the Blood Sword.

The focus battles in the next few war zones did not cause upsets, but the battle was equally fierce.

Ling Hantian carefully observed the fighting styles of these players, these people might become Ling Hantian's opponents in the next round.

In the tenth war zone, Meng Tuo, who had no defeat, faced Ling Hantian, who also won a complete victory.

The Blood Sword had already given people a big surprise before, and now that Ling Hantian was also from the Heavenly Xuan Kingdom, people were naturally looking forward to a bigger surprise.

But it was just a surprise, people didn't think that Ling Hantian would be able to break out again.

In the last focus battle of the second quarter, the casino opened a large market, and Ling Hantian's odds reached 1 to 20.

Ling Hantian did not hesitate to bet 10,000 purple gold coins again, and Jia Lan also placed 1,000 purple gold coins.

On the martial arts stage, Meng Tuo carried a sledgehammer and grinned, "Ling Hantian, do you still want to attack with your soul in the last game of the second round?" ”

"Meng Tuo, are you afraid?" Ling Hantian smiled brightly, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Meng Tuo, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"It's not that I'm scared, I just think this kind of fight is too boring."

Meng Tuo took off the big hammer on his back, and the hammer weighing thousands of catties was like a toy in Meng Tuo's hand.

At this moment, an earthy yellow light curtain faintly condensed in front of Meng Tuo's body.

Under the powerful soul perception, Ling Hantian could feel that this earthy yellow light curtain actually carried a strong earthy attribute aura.

There is no doubt that this is a turtle shell.

"Ling Hantian, my True Yuan is an earth attribute, and it can not only resist physical attacks, but also be effective against soul attacks."

Meng Tuo stood in the earthy yellow light curtain, playing with the sledgehammer, and grinned.

"Earth-attribute warrior!" The corners of Ling Hantian's mouth curved into a cold arc, and he pointed out.

The invisible soul power slammed into the earthy yellow light curtain, and suddenly the light curtain continued to deform like a blister, but it just didn't break.

After a simple test, Ling Hantian understood that this earthy yellow turtle shell was indeed as Meng Tuo said, and could resist soul attacks.

In fact, all along, Ling Hantian was using the power of soul attacks, and he strictly controlled the strength of his soul power, which did not exceed 1.5.

What is the concept of soul power 1.5, which is almost the level of the early to mid-stage of the acquired realm.

This kind of soul power attack strength is enough to deal with most martial artists, but it is a little difficult to correspond to a martial artist of Meng Tuo's level.

At this level, it was naturally impossible for Ling Hantian to use stronger soul power, so he could only use the power of the Juyuan system.

Thinking like this, the Wuji True Yuan Jue slowly opened, the True Yuan in the body surged, and the Daguan Sword emerged from the Sumeru Ring.

In an instant, Ling Hantian's momentum changed.