Chapter 952: A Wisp of the Setting Sun

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Sweeping his eyes across the crowd, he saw that the people who were about to compete for the quota all exuded fighting spirit, and Ouyang Jihai said with a look of satisfaction on his face:

"The rules are very simple. Two thousand number plates will be distributed in a short while. Number one will be against number two, number three will be against number four, and so on, until one hundred is determined. Eight people compete again, eight people are eliminated, and ninety-two people are selected.

Of course, this is not the final result. If these ninety-two people want to finally win the place, they have to go through the final round of challenges.

good!

It's a challenge!

Those who are eliminated, everyone has a chance to challenge. Remember, only once. If you succeed in the challenge, you will enter the ninety-two places instead of that person. If the challenge fails, you will lose the qualification to challenge again. When no one challenges, it is the time when the ninety-two places are determined.

remember! "

Ouyang Jihai's voice suddenly became dignified: "On the ring, life and death are not counted. If you lose, immediately admit defeat. As long as you shout the words 'I admit defeat', the opponent will not allow any more attacks.

Number plates are now distributed. "

As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Jihai raised his hand, and two thousand wooden number plates fell into the air.

"Bang bang bang..."

One by one, the warriors kicked the ground one after another, soared into the sky, and grabbed the number plate rolling in the air.

Qin Shuang didn't want to catch a number plate with a large number. If that was the case, even if he entered the top 100 in the end, he would have to play an extra match to eliminate nine people. While others can get rest.

Therefore, Qin Shuang's soul power immediately swarmed out, and instantly captured a No. 7 number plate among the number plates on his head.

However, she is not the only one who is releasing the power of the soul. The two thousand people participating in the competition for places can all release the power of the soul. Therefore, when Qin Shuang jumped up and grabbed the No. 7 plate, two people also grabbed that number plate at the same time. One of them was Qin Xian.

"call……"

At this time, Qin Shuang did not give in, Qin Shuang used Feifeng Wu without hesitation, Qin Xian and the other person felt a flash in front of them, and Qin Shuang had already grabbed the number plate. Qin Xian smiled wryly, flicked his sleeves, and grabbed the other number plate, but the other person gave Qin Shuang a fierce look, then he shook his arms and flied towards the other number plate .

Qin Shuang landed on the ground, turned her hands to look at the number plate in her hand, with a smile on her face.

"Shuang'er, I'm number one hundred and nine, what's your number." Tianci said down.

"I'm number seven, why is your number plate so big?" Qin Shuang asked in surprise.

"Not bad!" Tianci said with a simple and honest smile: "Dean Ouyang just threw it around, and threw it on our heads. My number is considered to be in the front."

"I am number ninety-nine!" Qin Lie walked over and said.

"I'm No. 218." Yue Qing said.

"..."

After everyone reported their number plates, Qin Shuang found out that she had taken the highest number. This luck is not so good. On the contrary, Duan Hong just took one thousand two hundred and nineteen. Seeing everyone's eyes, Duan Hong said arrogantly:

"I just want to play one more game."

"Crazy Wu!" Lan Mingyue said lightly.

"I'm happy!" Duan Hong's voice was also flat.

"when……"

A bell rang, which represented the start of the competition. One by one, they flew towards the top of the ring. Only Qin Lie among Qin Shuang, Tianci and Qin Lie are within 200 numbers, belonging to the first round. Therefore, the three of them stepped into the air, and their figures flew up.

Qin Shuang is the number seven card and landed on the number four ring. As soon as the figure landed on the No. 4 ring, she saw a beautiful figure also landed opposite her. Qin Shuang saw that the other party was wearing the costume of the Imperial Martial Academy, and her heart sank slightly. She didn't know how many stars the other party was. Jindan, what is the cultivation base?

"Ding Ding Dang Dang..."

The surrounding arenas were already fighting, and these people didn't bother to exchange names, so they started fighting when they entered the arena.

"Clang!"

The woman on the opposite side had drawn out her long sword and pointed at Qin Shuang. A chilling air centered on her and spread to the surroundings.

Qin Shuang stood quietly on the ring, with her hands behind her back, and did not pull out the long sword behind her. The breeze blew by, caressing her sleeves, her hair fluttering slightly.

"Draw the sword!" Seeing Qin Shuang's relaxed attitude, the woman opposite couldn't help showing shame and anger. As a student of the Imperial Martial Academy, he is the proud son of heaven, and has always looked down on outside warriors.

not to mention……

She is a warrior who has condensed six golden cores, the fourth level of the Martial King, which is equivalent to the sixth level of a Golden Core, and a mid-grade earth-level spirit sword, which has raised her combat power to the eighth level of the Martial King.

What is the other party?

I'm afraid there is only one golden core condensed, right? How dare you despise yourself!

Qin Shuang politely bowed to each other: "Qin Shuang!"

The woman's face turned red, feeling that she was ashamed. But there is no self-blame in my heart, but full of shame and anger, and I secretly said in my heart:

"Everyone else hits you when they come up, but you give your name and surname, does that show that you have grace?"

Immediately, his gaze sharpened: "You loser, you don't need to know this girl's name."

Qin Shuang smiled lightly, but this elegant smile made the other party more ashamed and angry.

"Bang!" Stepped forward and shouted, "Draw your sword!"

Qin Shuang pulled out his long sword with his backhand, tilted his pituitary body sideways, and said politely: "Please!"

"boom!"

The answer to Qin Shuang was that the woman stepped on the ring, and her figure shot towards Qin Shuang like a sharp arrow. The sword in her hand trembled in the air, and the silk swords fell towards Qin Shuang like spring rain.

"Drizzle Sword Skill!"

Qin Shuang's eyes narrowed slightly. The Drizzle Sword Skill is an earth-level low-grade sword skill, and it pays attention to endlessness. And as soon as the other party stretched out his hand, Qin Shuang knew that the other party had comprehended the Drizzle Sword Skill to the Xiaocheng level, but he hadn't shown the sword power yet, and he didn't know whether the other party hadn't comprehended the sword power or whether he didn't bother to use it.

"Whoosh..."

Qin Shuang also didn't make any moves, just stepped out obliquely, Shan Leibu quickly dodged Mianmian Jiangang, and the power of the soul swarmed out, enveloping the opponent.

Seeing Qin Shuang dodge, the other party wanted to lead the drizzle-like sword gang as soon as the sword turned. However, before she could lead Jian Gang, she saw Qin Shuang stabbing obliquely with a sword, which was the peak sword skill of the earth level:

Setting sun sword!

This sword was like a ray of setting sun, slantingly hitting the weakest point of her sword style, causing her endless rain sword style to be interrupted with a bang. Her heart trembled, the sword moved with her wrist, and a drizzle was about to burst forth vigorously.

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