Three games were going on at the same time, but no one expected that one would end so quickly.

I thought there was still a fierce battle to watch.

"In the third game of the eleventh round, Ning Tao wins!"

Ning Tao shrugged, and immediately jumped off the ring and returned to the Tai Chi Sect camp. Yang Ming also had a good eye and knew how to avoid the edge temporarily.

It doesn't matter, it's better to save some energy.

As soon as they returned, Elder Hongya, Duan Hei, and even Kuangdao, who was seriously injured, hugged Ning Tao excitedly.

This time, the top six is ​​a sure thing.

His Taiji Sect's reputation as Disha has been preserved, and the two supreme elders can also go to the secret realm to practice. This is an extremely important happy event for them...

"Boom boom boom...!"

There is cheering here, but there are still two battles going on.

Mo Yue vs Ye Qian.

Everyone felt that there was no suspense in this battle. Although Ye Qian was very good-looking, with an oval-shaped face and a very dewy face, her strength was still a bit lacking.

The fight was fierce from the beginning, and no one dared to test it. By this time, no one knew that the other party was a powerful opponent. He even used a powerful trump card in just a few breaths, with terrifying power like the gods and demons destroying the sky.

On one side, the Black River surges into the sky, like a tsunami.

On one side, the magic mist rises, as if swallowing the moon.

These two forces have actually reached the extreme, and their cultivation has also reached the extreme. There are very few things that can truly be called trump cards.

On the one hand, it is the constitution, and on the other hand, it is the avenue.

Both of them have an advantage in this aspect, but it depends on who has the stronger advantage. To put it bluntly, it's all about talent. After all, this kind of thing has always been a flaw.

The battle didn't take long and the game was over.

Just as Ning Tao and the others had guessed, Mo Yue won. Although it was a bit tricky, it was still easy and no one could see some of his power.

Ye Qian felt bitter. She felt that she was just a little short of being able to reveal Mo Yue's true strength. According to legend, he had the body of an ancient demon, but no one had seen it. Even his great ways were not fully exposed.

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It is indeed so terrifying.

She really couldn't think of anyone who could defeat him. He was known as the number one genius in the Northern Territory, and he was really well deserved.

I'm afraid only Jian Wushuang can compete with it...

The second among the top three has been decided, and there is still one person left who has not stood out, because... the battle is still fierce.

Wu Hua vs Jian Wushuang.

In the arena, one person wields a dark iron rod and the other wields a bronze sword, all exerting pure power.

That kind of fierce scene really made people applaud, the fight was in full swing, it was wonderful, hundreds of thousands of people were shouting and cheering excitedly, and the fans were going crazy.

"Jian Wushuang, Jian Wushuang..."

"Kill that guy, kill him, kill him, show me the power of the Northern Territory, Jian Wushuang, come on..."

Ning Tao frowned. Although he was not very strong, he had clairvoyance and could see some clues.

My heart gradually became worried.

"Boom boom...!"

On the ring, both of them were furious.

Jian Wushuang explodes with all his strength. There is only one sword, and there is a sword in his heart. He only builds one sword in his life, but the sword is eternal.

"Sword Technique, one sword divides heavy waves!"

This shocking sword energy is tens of feet long, towering into the clouds, capable of crushing the sea of ​​clouds, as if it has penetrated into the clouds, like a human holding an ancient giant's sword, full of killing power, slashing down in anger from high up.

Seeing this, Wu Hua was shocked. He wore a loose military robe and his eyes, facial features, and even his whole body were radiating light. His whole body actually stood three feet taller, like a transformed King Kong with angry eyes.

"Martial arts, one stick breaks the sky!"

It was like a stick holding up the sky swept across, like a diamond soldier, indestructible, and the space was distorted.

In an instant, the two collided heavily.

"Rumble...!"

The ears of hundreds of thousands of people seemed to explode, their eardrums were pierced, their brains went blank, there was a long roar like static electricity, and the sea of ​​clouds above the top of the north was cleared.

A terrible shock wave blew through like a violent wind.

Everyone's expressions were horrified. Is this really just a competition between the Void Refiners? The masters of Refining Dao are nothing more than this.

This is the level of top talent.

Ning Tao was deep in concentration and kept turning on his clairvoyance. In his sight, he could clearly see the two people's power output and energy storage. They should be at full strength.

Both of them have great numbers. If they want to win the game, they can only rely on their own strength.

"Boom boom...!"

The game lasted longer and longer, and the two of them fought more and more crazily.

Duan Hei saw this and said uneasily: "Why did the fight last so long? Who will win this game? If Jian Wushuang loses, our Northern Territory will lose face."

"Yes, but from a neutral perspective, Wu Hua is also very strong. I don't know how he ranks in the Eastern Region. This game will probably end in a draw," the seriously injured Crazy Blade sighed.

But Ning Tao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Jian Wushuang should have lost this game."

"What? Lost?"

The Taiji Sect side suddenly screamed, causing many people to turn their heads and look sideways, their faces full of anger.

It seems that they are regarded as traitors.

When Master Su heard this, he immediately jumped out, glared and said angrily: "This is nonsense. I have studied Jian Wushuang's strength before, and there are almost no shortcomings. Why do you say that he will lose?"

"In my opinion, I'm not from the Northern Territory. I'm indeed an alien. I'm actually looking towards that guy from the Eastern Territory."

"That's right, I guess I don't have good intentions..." some of Jian Wushuang's fanatic fans said in a strange manner.

The sarcastic remarks came from all directions. Although Ning Tao was amazing, no one would turn to his own people, unless he was the kind of white-eyed wolf that he didn't know well.

When Jian Lao from Xiaoyao Sect heard this, his expression turned ugly as expected, and he said in a deep voice: "Little friend Ning, don't talk nonsense. Even Special Envoy Bai Feng didn't see it, so what basis can you have?"

"It's just, probably to find a sense of presence..."

Listening to these taunts, Ning Tao shook his head helplessly, put his hands behind his hands and said calmly: "It's very simple, you can see the weapons used by the two of them. The bronze sword is just an ordinary weapon, but the black iron rod is made of high-grade material."

"Although neither of them is a magic weapon, the latter is made of stronger material and has increased power. This is the key."

Everyone was confused.

But Elder Jian, Special Envoy Bai, and Elder Hong seemed to be thoughtful, and some light shone in their eyes.

"To put it bluntly, the bronze sword is a burden in Jian Wu's hands. As for why he uses it, it should be the rules of Xiaoyao Sect, but the black iron rod has some amplifying effects in Wu Hua's hands."

"Just imagine, when the strength of the two is at the same level, external force is very important. Even a trace of it is the top priority in the direction of victory."

"And if the bronze sword had not been protected by Jian Wushuang, it would have been broken long ago. This would be a huge waste, but Wu Hua doesn't need it. So I concluded that when the bronze sword is broken, Jian Wushuang will be defeated."

Ning Tao looked complicated.

As soon as the words came out, the old Jian's expression suddenly changed, and Ning Tao's words pierced his heart.

According to the tradition of Xiaoyao Sect, before the swordsmanship is achieved, all disciples must use ordinary swords and are not allowed to carry powerful swords. As the senior disciple of the sect, Jian Wushuang naturally has no need to lead by example.

If so...

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound.

The bronze sword shattered in response. Wu Hua took advantage of the situation and attacked fiercely, hitting Jian Wushuang with all his moves. The latter gritted his teeth and was tired of dealing with it, and was finally knocked off the ring with a stick.

Jian Wushuang, defeated!

The top three places have been decided!

Seeing this, hundreds of thousands of people were as silent as ice. They felt their cheeks were hot and had been slapped raw.

A person from the Eastern Region entered the top three in the Northern Region.
Chapter completed!