2070 Strong Battle

Liu Suifeng smacked his tongue secretly: "What a weird sword technique, how can anyone resist it, one move on the bright side has another trick in the dark, and I've never heard of this kind of martial skill, could it be that I created it myself?"

Yun Kexin looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, you have a 10% chance of winning when you meet him. Learn"

Xiao Chen pondered for a while and said: "This man is very strong. If I only have the strength shown, I have a 100% chance of winning against him."

Murong Chong said in surprise: "Don't tell me you have a way to deal with that weird saber technique."

Without answering this question directly, Xiao Chen said: "It's hard to go on forever if you win by surprise. If he has the idea of ​​conquering the world with a set of sword skills, it's hard to advance to the top 50 in the ranking competition."

During the conversation, it was soon Xiao Chen's turn to compete again. This time his opponent was a short-haired martial artist holding a spear. He was about the same age as Xiao Chen. He had only a face, but he looked a little depressed.

The short-haired warrior seemed not very confident, looked at Xiao Chen and said: "Xiao Chen, if you can catch my move, I will take the initiative to admit defeat."

Xiao Chen said calmly: "I don't need you to admit defeat, if you want to make a unique move, just try to create an opportunity yourself. Don't beg your opponent, if I agree to you, will you come across an opponent who is stronger than you? ?”

Xiao Chen didn't like this kind of timidity before fighting. If he wanted to force his opponent to decide the outcome with one move, he had to use equal strength and capital.

Obtaining this opportunity by begging made my mentality unstable from the very beginning.

The short-haired warrior didn't expect Xiao Chen to refuse so simply, he gritted his teeth and said, "Look at the gun!"

The spear turned lightly, the surrounding air rolled up a little strong wind, gathered on the tip of the spear, the short-haired warrior shook his right hand, the spear came out of the hole like a poisonous snake, and bit towards Xiao Chen.

When he was in front of him, the tip of the spear violently shook a few more times, and there seemed to be several more poisonous snakes coming out of the hole, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Xiao Chen shook his head slightly, the flaw was too obvious, if the opponent didn't change his moves, he would just stab him with a single shot.

The momentum, speed, and artistic conception of that shot were all perfect, but it is a pity that he insisted on playing with skills, and the good artistic conception disappeared in an instant.

When encountering a martial artist whose eyesight skills were a level higher than his, this shot seemed ridiculous. Xiao Chen clenched his fist and directly blasted towards him.

Mad Dragon style!

The cyan dragon-shaped air flow diffused in front of the fist body, and Xiao Chen's punch directly hit one of the gun lights.

boom!

With a loud noise, all the real and fake gun lights disappeared, and the short-haired warrior took a long gun and took several steps back.

Xiao Chen clasped his right hand on the handle of the knife, and ran quickly, and came to the opponent in the blink of an eye, without waiting for the opponent to react.

The long knife came out of its sheath, and with a clang, the long spear in the opponent's hand was slashed out, and with a light swing of the right hand, the blade rested on the opponent's neck.

"You lost." Xiao Chen said calmly.

The short-haired warrior seemed a little unwilling, and said: "I still have a trick to come out, as long as you give me two seconds, I can definitely turn the tide of the battle."

"If you don't even have the chance to use it, how can it be called a unique move? Don't be obsessed with it. The most important thing is to work hard to improve the foundation, otherwise any unique move will be empty talk."

Putting the knife back into the sheath, Xiao Chen will not talk too much, he has already said this, whether he can understand it or not depends on his own business.

The expression on the face of the short-haired warrior seemed a little dazed, and he kept thinking about Xiao Chen's words in his mind.

In the 20 rounds of competition, there will always be a downturn. At sunset, Xiao Chen's six groups of competitions are all over, and he is eligible to appear with a record of 100% victory.

After waiting for a while, Yun Kexin and Murong Chong also ended the battle of this group respectively, Yun Kexin was lucky and succeeded in breaking through.

Murong Chong's luck did not continue to decline. In the death group, he got the qualification with some difficulty.

All three of them had qualified, and the expression on the face of the Great Elder Jiang Chi seemed rather excited. Chu Chaoyun, the only remaining member of the Sword and Misty Sect in Daqin, had qualified, but Mu Chengxue of Ye Hangong fell down in the first round of the competition.

In terms of the number of people, the Tiandao Pavilion has completely suppressed the other two sects, and it will greatly increase the influence of the Tiandao Pavilion if it is well publicized in the future.

"Let's go, we can go back first, take a day off tomorrow, and prepare for the next day's knockout match." Jiang Chi got up and said.

Xiao Chen glanced at the competition stage and said: "Wait a minute, the competition between Nangong Ziyue and Sun Moon Sword Sect's direct disciple Mo Ziyan is about to begin."

With none of the seeded players appearing, it is difficult to have a match that can really attract Xiao Chen's attention. The previous battle of Lin Fei was a battle.

Now the battle between Nangong Ziyue and Mo Ziyan is another one.

Needless to say, Nangong Ziyue was born in eight great families, the top eight figures in the last five-nation competition, and the top five people in this year's competition.

She shouldn't have appeared here, but it's a pity that Yue Chenxi took away her qualification as a seed player.

Mo Ziyan, a direct disciple of the Sun Moon Sword Sect of the top ten sects, was ranked eleventh in the last Five Kingdoms Tournament. Although he didn't make the top ten, it was just a bit of bad luck.

The real combat power is generally recognized as not much worse than the top ten, so this battle is definitely a battle of strength in everyone's eyes.

At this moment, most of the group matches have ended, but no one left in the audience, just waiting for the battle between the two.

Mo Ziyan wears a long sword at his waist and has a narrow and long face. Such a character should give people the feeling of a treacherous villain.

But there is a great righteousness in him, a big heart that can swallow the sun and the moon, and people can't feel that kind of negative temperament at all.

"How do you feel about being squeezed out of the seeding qualification, Nangong Ziyue." Mo Ziyan laughed softly.

Nangong Ziyue said calmly: "Take care of yourself, be careful not to be defeated by me again."

Mo Zi said: "Take the move, ten moves can't defeat you, I voluntarily abstain."

During the speech, Mo Ziyan showed strong self-confidence.

Click!

The sword is out of the sheath, three feet eight long, two inches wide, with a cold light flickering, swallowing the hunting edge, and the sword's energy overflows.

Puff!

Mo Ziyan leaped into the air, and the moment he flew into the air, the afterglow of the setting sun was instantly blocked by the night, and a bright moon hung in the sky.

During the dance of the sword, there was a beautiful moonlight shining on Nangong Ziyue on the ground, and the whole person looked elegant and free under the moonlight.

This sword seemed to come from outside the sky, giving people an illusion of space. Mo Ziyan's body seemed to be very close to Nangong Ziyue, but also seemed to be hundreds of thousands of miles away.

So close to the end of the world, the endless moonlight leads by a thread.

Use the moonlight to simulate the artistic conception of the end of the world, whether he is in the end of the world or close at hand, just a thought, the winner or loser will appear immediately.

Sima Lingxuan, whose face was always extremely casual, was also attracted by this artistic conception.

He praised softly: "That's right, Mo Ziyan has already grasped the essence of Sun Moon Sword Sect's bright moon artistic conception. If he can achieve this level of scorching sun artistic conception, he is qualified to fight Nangong Ziyue."

"If you can switch between the sun and the moon and use it freely, you will be 70% sure of entering the top ten."

Even Sima Lingxuan gave such a high evaluation, it is conceivable that Mo Ziyan's sword is really quite good.

"This is the true strength of the top ten players. Sure enough, it is not at the same level as the other players."

"Only when they face the same people, will they show their true strength a little bit. They are both geniuses, but the gap is as insurmountable as a chasm."

"I don't know how Nangong Ziyue will resist. This match should be the highest-quality matchup in the first knockout round."

Mo Ziyan's casual strike caused a burst of surprise in Ruoda's auditorium. The so-called expert will know if there is a sword as soon as he strikes.

Top geniuses are indeed not something that ordinary people can match, the gap is the gap.

Xuanyuan Zhantian, who had already finished the match, also stopped his eyes on this duel, with a smile on his face and said: "Interesting artistic conception, I don't know how that chick will accept the move."

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