Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy-Two: A Generation of Newcomers Replace the Old Ones

However, Lin Fei didn't give Ma Yuan any time to hesitate, a sharp saber aura suddenly shot out from under the soles of his feet, and following the saber aura, his whole body fell in front of Ma Yuan at once.

clang!

At the critical juncture, Ma Yuan finally reacted, holding the knife in both hands to block the opponent's attack, and the weapons exchanged, wiping out fragments of sparks.

boom!

But at this moment, a ray of saber energy shot out from under Lin Fei's feet again, and his body instantly floated into the air.

That wisp of saber energy was unparalleled sharp, from bottom to top, with a tricky and strange angle. Even Ma Yuan, who had rich combat experience, was in a hurry and was caught off guard.

"Come again."

Just stepped back and stood still, Lin Fei, who was floating in the air, had been waiting for a long time, and landed on Ma Yuan's side, slashing down with a powerful four-foot-long horizontal knife.

The wisp of saber energy that burst out from under his feet appeared almost at the same time as the saber in the head, and this angle was Ma Yuan's sideways. Xianwu Fellow Practitioner 572

Ma Yuan caught the knife that was slashed on his head, but was directly hit by the knife's energy, and a blood hole was opened in his chest, and blood flowed continuously.

Dang bang bang dang!

If one move is defeated, the whole game is lost. Lin Fei has become so powerful that he doesn't give Ma Yuan the slightest chance to fight back.

After the six strokes, there were seven blood holes in Ma Yuan's chest, his clothes were stained red with blood, and his face was pale.

Seeing that Lin Fei in the air was about to fall again, he said unwillingly, "I admit defeat!"

Lin Fei in the air stopped his move instantly, spun around in the air, and landed lightly on the ground. He defeated the opponent with seven strokes, but he was unscathed, and Ma Yuan didn't even let Ma Yuan touch the corner of his clothes.

"A generation of newcomers replaced the old ones, but the rise of the newcomers was too fast, and Qianlang died directly on the beach."

"Yeah, anyway, he was ranked thirty-ninth in the last year, but he didn't even touch the corner of Lin Fei's clothes. The strength of this newcomer is too terrifying."

The unexpected ending made the warriors on the stands silent for a long time before they sighed.

"hehe,

This is still considered good, you didn't watch the match of the 20th group, the little dragon king of the East China Sea, Xuanyuan Zhantian, every time he solved the opponent with one move. "

"A lot of the strongmen of the previous class didn't believe in evil, but there were no surprises in the end. No matter what your background is, no one can stop you with a single halberd."

"There are too many rookies this year, and the same is true for the first group. There is a young girl from the Wan Yao Palace who is definitely not more than sixteen years old. But she even won more than a dozen games in a row before losing to a top ten sect. In the hands of the disciples."

"Warrior Prosperity, it seems that it is true. The second round of knockout rounds will start the day after tomorrow. After the seeded players participate, I am afraid that the competition will become more intense."

Liu Suifeng smacked his tongue secretly: "It's such 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."

Xiao Chen pondered for a while and said: "This person 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 knife...unusual knife technique."

Without answering this question directly, Xiao Chen said: "It's hard to keep going by winning 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 long spear. He was about the same age as Xiao Chen. He only had a face, but he looked a little dull.

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 opportunities 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 slightly, and the surrounding air rolled up a little strong wind, which gathered on the tip of the spear. The short-haired warrior shook his right hand, and 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 shook violently 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 was a pity that he insisted on playing tricks, 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 split 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 each ended the battle in their group, and Yun Kexin was lucky enough to break through successfully.

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 First Elder, Jiang Chi, seemed more excited. Chu Chaoyun, the only remaining member of the Sword and Misty Sect in Daqin, had qualified, but Ye Hangong and Mu Chengxue fell down in the first round of the competition.

In terms of the number of people, Tiandao Pavilion has completely suppressed the other two sects, and it will greatly increase the influence of 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 match 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, who was born in eight great families, was ranked in the top eight in the last Five Kingdoms Tournament, and will compete for the top five in this year's Tournament.

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 little bit of 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 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, and 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 confidence.

Click!

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

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 expression was always extremely casual, was also attracted by this artistic conception on the seat of the seeded contestants.

He praised softly: "That's right, Mo Ziyan has already "touched" the essence of the 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 real strength of the top ten players. Sure enough, it is not at the same level as the other players."

"Only when facing the same people, will they show their true strength a little bit. They are also 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 random strike caused a burst of surprise in Ruoda's auditorium. The so-called expert will know if there is one as soon as he strikes.

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