Everyone who takes the stage will almost always choose someone with a slightly higher ranking than themselves to compete.

Gradually, there are fewer and fewer people, and in some cases, there are only a few people left waiting for the competition. At this time, the disciples on the stage have no one to choose from, and they can only choose the remaining geniuses who are extremely high in ranking.

Zhuang Haoxuan walked onto the ring, turned around and smiled bitterly, saying: "Senior Brother He, come up, there are only two of you and me left in this ring."

Around the fifth arena, there were thousands of disciples watching the battle, but there was only one handsome man standing on one side, none other than He Junyu.

"It's a bet, it's a bet!"

"Hurry up and place your bets, He Junyu will fight against No. 15 Zhuang Haoxuan!"

A few people were shouting lively, but almost no one around them was placing bets. The disciples all looked at the disciples who opened the market with sneers on their faces.

One person even sneered: "You big-headed idiot, you bet He Junyu a hundred spiritual stones but you can only win two? What the hell are the odds?"

Several disciples who had opened the market had already made a lot of money before. At this moment, they were looked down upon by everyone, and their expressions were a little unnatural. However, there was nothing that could be done about the odds. As the fifth genius, He Junyu was second only to the four.

With a half-trail base, it is impossible to lose.

He Junyu stepped onto the ring and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Zhuang, you and I haven't done anything for a long time."

Zhuang Haoxuan gradually had a fighting spirit in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother He, please don't show mercy, but please try your best to fight."

Looking below the arena, he saw the Daoji Realm deacon nodding his head, and a three-foot long sword appeared in Zhuang Haoxuan's hand. It was blood red, with brilliance flowing, and a red feather hanging from the sword tassel.

The ultimate magic weapon Feng Ling!

He Junyu put away his somewhat frivolous expression, held his right hand empty, countless sky-blue light spots condensed, and the Qingyun sword appeared in his hand.

Both of them were sword wielders. Zhuang Haoxuan's eyes were full of fighting spirit. He held a sword flower and flew up with the sword. A red rainbow of light flashed across the air and stabbed straight towards him.

"Senior Brother He, be careful!" Several beautiful female disciples were chirping under the stage, and they were shouting even louder at this moment. They were obviously He Junyu's admirers.

He Junyu's eyes were filled with blood-colored light, and he couldn't tell where Zhuang Haoxuan was. His expression remained unchanged, and the Qingyun sword in his hand danced gently, drawing countless phantoms, and in a moment, a blue sword light danced in front of him.

, separates the bloody rainbow.

"Bang!"

Zhuang Haoxuan appeared, holding the Phoenix Feather Sword, intertwined with He Junyu's blue sword light, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was extremely harsh.

Every time the two men struck out with their swords, a large sword light swept across them, causing the light barrier around the arena to ripple.

The blood-red sword light and the azure blue sword light filled the entire arena. Some disciples standing on the edge of the arena would see a sword light several feet long cutting in front of them from time to time, creating ripples on the light barrier and breaking out in a cold sweat.

.

This is the sword light of the best magic weapon! Even if it is slashed at random, even if it is a high-quality spiritual weapon, it cannot defend itself and can only be killed by one sword.

"Happy!" Zhuang Haoxuan quickly stepped back, took out a Qi-moving pill and drank it. The blood red color of the Feng Ling Sword in his hand became more intense, "Senior Brother He, I will throw out a sword. If you can catch it, I will admit defeat."

He Junyu also casually threw a Qi-moving pill into his mouth.

He had just slashed out dozens of sword rays in succession. Even with his cultivation approaching the half-step base level, his profound energy was somewhat exhausted.

"Can."

The phoenix feather sword in Zhuang Haoxuan's hand became more and more charming, and the phoenix feathers on the sword's tassel also exuded a faint halo.

"Feng Yu's third sword, Luo Yu." Zhuang Haoxuan lifted his toes off the ground and hung slightly in the air. He raised the Feng Ling sword, and the blood-red brilliance on it suddenly surged!

"Huh? You actually comprehended the third sword?" He Junyu was a little surprised.

Every top-quality magic weapon is unique and can only be refined by the powerful in the Yuanshen realm.

Not only is the power unparalleled, but it also comes with some extremely powerful skills that can be used in conjunction with magic weapons. The Seven Swords of Feng Yu are the skills attached to the Feng Ling Sword. The upper limit that can be comprehended in the Qi Sea Realm is the Feng Yu Third Sword.

Three swords.

He Junyu's expression became a little more solemn, and a small tower appeared above his head, with thunder roaring from time to time, and red flames spreading.

"The psychic magic weapon Thunder Fire Tower! It not only has unparalleled defense, but also has endless killing power!" A disciple exclaimed.

"He Junyu actually doesn't even want to lose his face! After this thing is sacrificed, who can break this defense except those few half-step bases?" Some supporters of Zhuang Haoxuan spoke angrily.

"Senior Brother He is indeed rich!" Even more disciples looked envious. This thunder and fire tower can be attacked and defended. It also has the ability to suppress and absorb. It is superior to the best magic weapons and its value is immeasurable!

This kind of magic weapon can only be refined by the supreme power of the Yuanshen Realm. Even if it is used by a real person in the Divine Pill Realm, it is extremely easy to use. In the hands of a person in the Qi Sea Realm, it cannot be used at all.

of power.

Zhuang Haoxuan was still gathering momentum and accidentally glanced at the Thunder Fire Tower above He Junyu's head. His face changed slightly and he said directly: "Senior Brother He, you are a bit bullying like this."

He Junyu looked a little embarrassed. He put away the thunder and fire tower that attracted thousands of eyes when it appeared. He replaced it with an ordinary cloth defensive magic weapon and sacrificed it on his head. He smiled and said: "Just draw the sword."

In fact, this third sword really put some pressure on him, so he subconsciously took out his strongest Thunder Fire Tower.

At this moment, the entire arena was almost covered in blood-red light. Only He Junyu had a piece of cloth magic weapon above his head, which shed a mysterious light.

"Luo Yu, kill!" The red light in the sky converged and condensed into a slender blood-red sword light, which was shaped like a feather.

As soon as the blood-red sword light was formed, it caused bursts of sonic boom sounds, appeared above He Junyu's head in an instant, and struck hard on it!

"boom!"

The mysterious light shield of the cloth magic weapon was actually split apart, causing the sky to be filled with brilliance.

Endless aftermath swept across, and the protective light shield at the edge of the arena rippled and shook slightly.

Only half of the slender blood-red sword light dissipated, but the other half stayed in front of He Junyu, unable to move forward.

The disciples in the audience looked shocked, obviously shocked by Luo Yu's power. After splitting open a protective magic weapon's light shield, he still had nearly half of his power left!

"Look in front of Senior Brother He!" A keen-eyed disciple saw water curtains forming in front of He Junyu, exuding pure water aura.

"The water gathering in "Canghai"! Senior Brother He's profound energy cultivation is so amazing

It's so deep, how fast the spell is cast!" Some disciples noticed that the seal in He Junyu's hand kept changing, almost forming a phantom!

"Senior Brother He! Me! You! Monkey! Live!" A female disciple couldn't help but feel a little excited when she saw He Junyu's calmness and composure, averting the danger with a wave of his hand.

The blood-red sword light was blocked by countless water curtains. Every time a water curtain was cut open, the sword light dissipated.

He Junyu continued to use seal techniques in his hands, and more and more water curtains appeared in front of him, until the blood-red sword light was exhausted, and there were still more than ten water curtains in front of him.

"Senior Brother He, I admire you! Such profound energy control and cultivation foundation, I am completely convinced." Zhuang Haoxuan half-sat on the ground, holding the Phoenix Feather Sword, and took a slight breath.

However, Xu Disheng was also among the thousands of disciples watching the battle in the audience. Seeing He Junyu resolve the third falling feather sword of Zhuang Haoxuan's Feng Ling Sword with just one Water Gathering Heart Technique, he was deeply touched in his heart.

How long has it been since you used the "Water Gathering Heart Technique"? Can you still use it like this? I have been practicing "Canghai" for more than ten years, but it is still unfamiliar to me, as if I have just started!

Is Master Xinglan’s method of becoming famous so simple?

In my own hands, the power of the first Water Gathering Heart Art is pitifully weak, and I have almost never used it since I came to Chaolu Peak. Even if I use the second Rain Calling Heart Art with all my strength, it can only defeat the superior spiritual weapons.

It's just a defense.

In the hands of He Junyu, this most basic mental technique can block the killing move of the best magic weapon!

Although there is a gap in the profound energy cultivation between the two of them, this is no excuse!

The understanding of the skills! The subtle control of the moves! The understanding of the heart technique!

He quietly withdrew from the crowd, walked out of the huge dojo archway and arrived at the lotus lake. He activated the black spiritual cloud to fly up and left the Qinglian dojo.

There are only 2,500 people left in the Qi Sea Realm Competition. There are still more than ten days before the next round of direct competition. It is time for me to improve myself.

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