Chapter 914: The Second Prodigy

The atmosphere at the Zhanlong Pavilion was depressed and heavy.

Yuan Hao, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was placed on the ground. Yuan Jing grabbed one of his arms and infused Qi into it for emergency treatment.

The brothers and sisters around him felt cold in their hearts and their eyes turned red when they saw several sunken parts of Yuan Hao's upper body.

The opponent's attack was... too heavy.

This is not the standard of the Hundred Sects Competition!

"Puff!"

During the treatment, Yuan Hao suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yuan Jing, who was using Qi to seal the wounds on Yuan Hao's body, had a livid face and his hands were shaking.

This was his most beloved disciple.

Because Yuan Jing had no children, Yuan Hao was raised by him as if he were his own son.

But now, Yuan Hao was seriously injured.

This made Yuan Jing's anger ignite in his heart and it was difficult to suppress.

"Second game, Jian'er!"

Yuan Jing raised his head suddenly and looked at Murong Jian standing beside him.

At this moment, Murong Jian was also looking at Yuan Hao, with a layer of frost on his face.

Hearing Yuan Jing's words, Murong Jian nodded gently and said, "Uncle Jing, I will definitely avenge Yuan Hao."

"The second match is about to begin. Please send your disciples to the stage."

The referee's voice came soon.

The audience was still very lively.

After the first small match, no one dared to underestimate Zi Yan Palace.

At the same time, everyone was speculating whether Murong Jian would be sent to the second small match of Zhanlong Pavilion.

"Murong Jian should go on stage! Junior brother is so badly injured!"

"I think he must go on stage in this match. Junior brother is so badly injured, he must get back his place anyway..."

"Yes, this is Beidu, which is the home court of Zhanlong Pavilion. We can't lose both games... Being eliminated in the top 50, that would be a joke."

Amid the discussion, Ziyan Palace sent Xiumei again.

It seems that Ziyan Palace will not send other disciples to the stage before losing a game!

After Xiumei came on stage, everyone's attention was focused on the other side of the arena.

Will the Dragon Slaying Pavilion send Murong Jian to the arena?

Two seconds later, a figure flew up into the air and landed ten meters in front of Xiumei.

This person was dressed in a light blue suit, and he looked heroic and heroic.

In terms of temperament, he was much stronger than Yuan Hao who came on stage in the last match.

His appearance caused a sensation in the audience.

Everyone knew that this person was most likely Murong Jian, the second on the Heavenly Ranking and the first prodigy of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion!

"I am Murong Jian, and I will seek justice for my junior brother." Murong Jian raised his hands and simply saluted Xiumei.

Xiumei looked indifferent and did not respond.

"Ding!"

At this time, the bell rang!

Murong Jian no longer made any unnecessary moves and rushed directly towards Xiumei.

While rushing towards Xiumei, he drew out the long sword at his waist.

Under the sunlight, a silver light flashed when the sword was unsheathed.

"Swish!"

Murong Jian rushed to Xiumei and slashed with his sword.

The sharp sword blade cut through the sky, causing a sharp whistling sound.

Xiumei tilted her neck and easily dodged the slash.

But Murong Jian's reaction was even faster. When the sword blade fell, it smoothly moved sideways along the direction of Xiumei's neck.

Xiumei still had no expression on her face. She immediately bent down and her upper body fell straight to the ground. She dodged the sword in a very small gap.

At the same time, she raised her left foot.

Murong Jian's eyes were stern, and his left arm blocked it.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound when the body came into contact.

Both parties retreated several meters away.

Murong Jian looked at Xiumei in front of him with a stern look in his eyes.

"The seventh move of the Dragon Slashing Sword Technique, the Dragon Slashing Nine Swords!"

Murong Jian grabbed the hilt of the long sword in his hand with both hands and threw it into the air.

The long sword immediately floated above his head.

"Buzz..."

A sound of sword chirping rang out, and the long sword spun rapidly in the air.

The speed of the long sword's rotation was so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye, and only sword shadows could be seen flashing by.

"Brother Murong actually performed the seventh move directly..." Under the stage, the faces of the disciples of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion were all shocked.

The seventh move of the Dragon Slaying Sword Art is the most powerful and the most difficult to comprehend in this set of sword arts.

Among the disciples of their generation, only Murong Jian has mastered it to perfection. The other disciples have not even comprehended the basics.

Murong Jian directly performed the seventh move of the Dragon Slaying Sword Art, obviously not wanting to give the other party any chance.

He wanted to quickly defeat that woman, to restore the reputation of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion, and to avenge his junior brother Yuan Hao!

"Buzz..."

The sound of the sword chirping continued.

At this time, the long sword above Murong Jian's head had turned into nine long swords, not just one before.

These nine long swords, with a faint red true energy emanating from the blades, were vibrating slightly.

Each long sword exuded amazing sword intent and extremely sharp sword energy.

"Heavenly Slash!"

Murong Jian stood in place, with an imposing manner.

At the same time, two of the long swords above his head flashed out with a swoosh.

The two long swords chased each other, forming a vortex, and fell in front of Murong Jian.

"Go!"

Murong Jian slapped his palms forward.

"Boom!"

The two long swords formed a whirlwind of sword energy and rushed towards Xiumei!

In this gust of wind, every wisp of wind can cut everything, extremely sharp!

Xiumei stood in place, crossed her palms in front of her, condensed a large amount of gray gas in her hands, and slapped the sword energy cyclone coming from the front!

"Boom!"

The gray gas exploded, and the powerful power slammed into the sword energy cyclone in front.

The two long swords were forcibly broken and thrown out.

At this time, Xiumei turned into a phantom, her figure flashed, and she grabbed the two long swords in the air, twisting her hands hard!

"Crack!"

In just a few seconds, the two long swords were forcibly broken and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Murong Jian's expression did not change, but his eyes flashed with surprise.

But he did not stop attacking.

"Tianfang Sword Gang!"

Murong Jian recited a spell, and a ball of blue light rose from his hands and blasted towards Xiumei!

Xiumei did not dodge.

The blue light blasted on Xiumei's body, but there was no sound.

Just like a layer of light gas, attached to Xiumei's body.

At the same time, the six long swords above Murong Jian's head quickly rushed towards Xiumei!

They did not attack Xiumei directly, but rotated around Xiumei's body!

"Swish!"

A strong blue light appeared.

As the six long swords rotated, they condensed into a sword array, locking Xiumei in it.

Xiumei snorted coldly and wanted to raise her hand.

At this time, one of the swords in the sword array glowed.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, Xiumei's hands were subjected to an extremely strong suppression force, and she couldn't lift them up!

At this time, Xiumei's expression finally changed.

She frowned, gritted her teeth, and completely released the aura on her body!

But at this time, Murong Jian, who was not far from her, had already grasped the last long sword.

"The first move of the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique, Slay the Dragon!"

Murong Jian held the hilt with both hands and rushed towards Xiumei's position.

"Ah..."

Xiumei's forehead was blue with veins, and she roared.

She wanted to break free from the shackles of the sword array!

But it was impossible to do so in a short time!

The six long swords all contained extremely powerful pressure!

In an instant, Murong Jian had rushed to Xiumei and jumped up!

The long sword in his hand, the blade ignited red flames!

This attack was the same as Yuan Hao's attack just now!

The first move of the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique, Slaying the Dragon!

The sword blade chopped down in the air, and Xiumei, who was locked by the sword, had to raise her head with a ferocious look!

But she couldn't avoid it!

"Boom!"

The next second, there was a bang!

A strong light appeared, and a burst of power spread around.

The entire arena, even the ground, was shaking!

In the audience's field of vision, they could clearly see that a figure flew out and fell directly to the ground below the arena, rolling several times before stopping.

The light dissipated.

On the arena, only Murong Jian was left, holding a long sword and standing upright.

A deep cut appeared on the arena made of extremely hard material.

"Wow..."

After a few seconds of silence, exclamations rang out from all around.

Murong Jian, who is ranked second on the Heavenly Ranking, is indeed worthy of being called the second!

The female disciple of Ziyan Palace, who was brutal and powerful, was defeated just like that!