After another two days, the top ten rankings finally came to the battle. Within one day, the rankings of the next seven were determined, and the final three-person battle officially began.
If one person beats two people, he will be the first place, and the remaining two people will decide second and third place.
Tao Jin came to the stage.
"Come on, senior brother, we have all our spiritual stones on you."
Tao Jin took a deep breath and smiled: "Okay, senior brother will definitely win."
The first person he faced was Sheng Yan, and Chaoyin happened to be watching the battle.
The two men on the stage reached a tacit understanding when their eyes met. They drew their swords and sprinted towards each other at the same time. The light of fire and gold shone on the arena.
At this moment, they unanimously gave up on outsmarting each other and chose to fight with each other, and used the most direct and primitive force-on-force method to duel. The speed was so fast and the force was so powerful that no one could take their mind away from the other person.
Any distraction will be a flaw.
"Head-on confrontation." Xiao Wei took a breath: "It's completely different from what they did in the ring before. I don't know why, but I like this better, with blood boiling."
Jin Xin nodded, he also liked watching it.
Hu Nuan looked at the arena, at himself, at himself, at the arena.
Leng Ruo: "Xiao Nuan, what are you thinking about?"
Hu Nuan hugged her weak self: "It's too scary. I have to protect myself."
Leng Ruo: "You are right to think so. You must protect yourself at all times."
As a contestant in the next round, Chaoyin watched from the ring with a bad look on her face. This kind of collision - if it was just a collision of spiritual powers, she wouldn't be afraid of it, but everyone with the same cultivation level would actually accumulate similar spiritual powers.
What is the exhausting competition? Physical strength. Strength and speed.
Chaoyin bit her lip, why are women born weak?
She knew clearly that her chances of winning such a competition on the stage were less than 50-50. If they used such a strategy against her, she would have to win with speed and would never allow them to get close.
As long as she doesn't get close, she has a six-point chance of winning.
The fighting in the ring was so fierce that several swords in the hands of the two men were broken. Finally, it turned into a hand-to-hand fight. The ferocity and cruelty made the real people in the stands fascinated.
Yu Liuya: "The new generation of disciples are very vigorous."
The leader of the Changji Sect: "You are a pretty good disciple. You must know that not everyone can endure the hard work of tempering our swordsmen's muscles and bones. This disciple can actually fight with Sheng Yan on an equal footing until now."
The master of Xianyin Pavilion didn't look very good. These two lunatics have never seen Qi refining disciples work so hard before.
In the end, the two people who were fighting hand to hand separated, crumbling, staring at each other with fierce eyes. They were trying their best with their spiritual power, strength, and momentum.
Bang bang - two people fell down at the same time.
Sheng Yan fell to the ground. When Tao Jin fell, his knees touched him and his body swayed forward. Two numb arms swung over to support his weak body in time.
The whole person held on for a second before slowly sliding down.
Sheng Yan gasped: "Cunning...cunning...cunning."
Tao Jin: "Answer...promise..."
Tao Jin won, and won that crucial second by kneeling.
No one has any objections to this result. They have been beaten to death and have tried their best.
The two exhausted people obviously could not proceed to the next round of competition immediately.
Simply register and qualify for the foundation-building period disciples on-site. Time cannot be wasted. The spiritual boat parked outside the gate of Chaohua Zongshan will gain many spiritual stones for one more day.
The two people who took the Rejuvenation Pill and the Spirit-Building Pill recovered after adjusting their breath for half a day. They both said they did not want to delay, so the Chaoyin game began.
If she can beat both of them, then she will be number one. If she beats only one, if she beats Sheng Yan, she will compete with Tao Jin for first place. If she beats Tao Jin, the three of them will form a closed loop and it will take another two or two.
duel.
Now, she chooses the two.
Chaoyin chooses Shengyan.
Sheng Yan, who is consciously regarded as the weak one: If it were him, he would choose the one who won the last game. He always challenges the strong ones.
Through Chaoyin's choice, Sheng Yan immediately found the weakness in Chaoyin's mentality. He felt that he had won.
When the competition started, Chaoyin immediately started moving. Her figure flashed erratically in any corner of the ring, giving Sheng Yan no chance to get close.
But Sheng Yan also responded. He didn't have a head-on confrontation like before, but he tried his best to open up and attack, completely giving up defense and only attacking.
The space in the arena was only so big, and Chaoyin couldn't hide forever no matter how much he hid. After being swept away by his sword energy twice in a row, Chaoyin gritted his teeth and faced him head on.
Sheng Yan used all his strength in every move. Not only did the previous game not make him tired, but now he was in a slightly better state than the previous one, and the spiritual power he had just replenished seemed to have increased.
The leader of the Changji Sect sent a message to Sheng Yan's master: "He has signs of a breakthrough. When he comes down, help him suppress it immediately. Don't let him advance in a hurry on the spot."
Sheng Yan's master looked happy: "Yes." The sect master said this, obviously he wanted to bleed himself to commend Sheng Yan for his good deeds.
Sheng Yan fought more and more fiercely, Chaoyin began to struggle to deal with it, and finally lost half a step too slowly.
Her face turned pale and she bit her lip in frustration.
This competition didn't take much time. The referee came and asked her if she wanted to continue or wait another day, and she chose to continue.
The master of Xianyin Pavilion Chaoyin just looked on with a smile.
It doesn't matter if you lose. Only when young people lose can they learn valuable experience.
After Chaoyin recovered, she came to the ring with Tao Jin. This time, she had a fierce look in her eyes, apparently giving up her previous conservative fighting style and choosing a quick fight.
But Tao Jin also changed his style of play. He ran all over the arena, throwing a lot of random talismans behind him as he ran. They were all talismans only used during the Qi refining stage. They didn't have much effect, but they were annoying.
Chaoyin chased after her with a sullen face, and she didn't care if those insignificant talismans fell on her.
Tao Jin's strategy is clear, he wants to kill her.
Chaoyin sneered, would she give him a chance? As early as the beginning, she started to set up the magic array, and as long as ten more days passed——
Tao Jin stopped and smiled politely: "Junior Sister Chaoyin, I won't run away."
Chaoyin was stunned.
Tao Jin: "I don't understand illusions, but I don't dare to spend more than half the time you activate illusions in the ring."
Chaoyin's eyes narrowed. Indeed, she had never activated illusions as soon as she entered the ring before, just to prevent her opponents from finding out her strength.
But - no one is a fool, she doesn't dare to expose her, and others don't dare to take risks according to the deception she set up.
Okay, then let’s have a serious fight.
Tao Jin rushed over, slashing the air with his sword, Chaoyin raised his drum and harp to greet him, and strange syllables came with the wind.
Suddenly, a cloud of black smoke exploded in front of Tao Jin. The noise hit his eardrums, black fragments collided randomly, and an unspeakable stench hit his face.
Chaoyin's body shook uncontrollably.
It's now--
The long sword slashed down, and the sharp edge of the guqin cut out towards the sword body. With a stabbing sound, the long sword fell out of control.
Oops!
Chaoyin realized something was wrong, but it was already too late. The sound of breaking wind hit her waist. The spiritual power was so powerful that she could not absorb it or dissolve it. She could only watch as she passed through the barrier, her figure almost...
Only by changing did he not fall to the ground in embarrassment.
