"What? Huang Tian was so unlucky that he was drawn by the 11th Senior Brother Du Wenke. The strength of Senior Brother Du Wenke is far beyond that of Fan Hong. Neither Fan Hong is necessarily the opponent of Senior Brother Du Wenke. Senior Brother Du Wenke,
But he is the favorite to compete for the top ten."
"It seems that the fifth round is the end of Huang Tian's ranking competition, and he will miss the top 32."
"That's not necessarily true. If Senior Brother Huang Tian defeats Senior Brother Du Wenke, he will continue to advance and will definitely enter the top ten."
"Are you kidding? Senior Brother Du Wenke once killed two bandits at the tenth level of martial arts at once. His strength is not comparable to that of ordinary tenth level warriors."
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In only the fifth round, Xuantian met the most popular candidates competing for the top ten, which immediately made all the outer disciples exclaim. The battle had not even started yet, and the scene was already boiling.
Xuan Tian frowned slightly. It was only the fifth round and he actually encountered a lively player who was expected to compete for the top ten, which made him a little surprised!
However, even if they meet Zhang Long, Yang Dingjun, Xuantian has nothing to fear, and he will naturally be more calm towards Du Wenke.
It’s stage 3 again.
Xuantian came to the No. 3 arena. The spirit of the outer elder of the No. 3 arena immediately improved a lot. Although he was a master in the Xiantian realm, he was also full of interest in Xuantian's competition.
Also paying attention to the arena were the ten outer sect hall masters on the balcony directly in front of the square. Xuantian actually received the attention of the sect leader, which shocked the ten outer sect hall masters.
In the thatched pavilion opposite the mountain peak, Ling Xingyue and the white-haired old man were still sitting there, looking at the square on the opposite mountain peak from a distance.
The most surprised person was of course Du Wenke.
The number he drew was obviously No. 62, but when it fell into Elder Han's mouth, it turned into No. 467, which surprised Du Wenke.
62 and 467, one is a two-digit number and the other is a three-digit number, they look nothing alike. Elder Han could not have seen them wrong.
However, after Du Wenke was surprised, what followed was a surprise.
He was about to draw Xuantian, but he couldn't help but feel disappointed when he saw that the number 62 was drawn. Unexpectedly, Elder Han seemed to see through his mind, and he was so powerful that he directly changed the number 62 to the number 467 Xuantian.
"Does Elder Han also have objections to Huang Tian? Or is Senior Brother Yang secretly having a relationship with Elder Han?"
Du Wenke's mind changed and a smile appeared on his face. No matter what the reason was, he was very excited to meet Xuantian in this round of competition.
Fan Hong's strength is at the bottom among the giant-level disciples of the tenth level of cultivation, but Du Wenke is expected to compete for the top ten. The strength of the two is not on the same level at all.
Even if two Fan Hongs join forces, Du Wenke doesn't take it lightly, because Du Wenke once killed two bandits at the tenth level of martial arts realm at once.
With a smile on his face, Du Wenke quickly arrived at the third ring.
Xuantian held his sword and said: "Junior brother Huang Tian, please ask senior brother Du Wenke for advice."
Du Wenke smiled slightly and said: "On behalf of Senior Brother Yang, I am here to loosen your bones and convey Senior Brother Yang's greetings to you."
As Du Wenke spoke, his momentum surged, and his whole body's energy and energy instantly rose to its peak. Above his head, there seemed to be an illusory sword shadow thrust into the sky, and his energy was like a sword.
A vigorous momentum enveloped the entire arena, and sword energy seemed to be passing through the air, twisting and flowing.
Just by looking at his momentum, it can be seen that Du Wenke's strength is much higher than Fan Hong's.
Clang!
With a flash of cold light, Xuantian's sword was unsheathed.
Du Wenke, among the warriors at the tenth level of the martial arts realm, was in the upper echelon of strength. If Xuan Tian didn't draw his sword and used the scabbard to deal with Du Wenke like Fan Hong, he would really be underestimating his opponent.
Although you may not be able to defeat Du Wenke with the scabbard, you must use the Xuan-level sword skill Jueying Sword Technique. Xuantian would naturally not be able to do such a stupid thing by underestimating the enemy and revealing that he knew Xuan-level sword skills.
Although the sword was unsheathed, Xuan Tian's expression was still relaxed. He smiled slightly and said: "Senior Brother Yang is just polite and always gives me live targets to stretch my muscles. I don't know how to thank him. Hey! I must do it in person.
Greet him personally and give him enough reward!"
Du Wenke's face turned green and he snorted coldly and said: "I'm not ashamed to say it, Huang Tian, the sword skills I cultivate are also the sword technique, and the internal strength I cultivate is the mind technique. The mind technique and the sword technique are combined, and I have practiced them to great perfection."
Realm, you can use Mangniu Boxing to defeat Wu Liao's Guiyi Sword Technique, but I want to see how you can block my Gui Yi Sword Technique!"
As he spoke, Du Wenke's body jumped up, reaching a height of more than 20 meters. He was like an eagle fighting a rabbit. He stabbed out with a sword, the sword light flashed, and a sword energy burst out, piercing Xuantian's throat.
This sword is different from the Guiyi sword technique used by Wu Liao.
Wu Liao's sword light was divided into two parts, and it was more ingenious and flexible.
Du Wenke, on the other hand, only thrust out a sword light, but it was extremely fast and extremely domineering!
The extremely fast speed makes it impossible for the target to dodge, and the domineering power makes it impossible for the target to resist.
Du Wenke's sword was more than ten times stronger than the Guiyi sword technique used by Wu Liao.
Xuantian's right leg suddenly took a step forward, his legs bent, and his body bowed slightly, like a wild bull stepping into the wilderness and maintaining high vigilance.
"It's the start of Mangniu Boxing again!"
Among the disciples, some people exclaimed and were shocked. Could it be that Xuantian still wanted to use the Huang-level middle-level martial arts Mangniu Boxing to deal with Du Wenke?
This is too crazy. Ten Wu Liaos are not as good as one Du Wenke!
"No, the lower half of Huang Tian's body is using the Mangniu Boxing Technique, but the sword technique in his hand is the Huang-level mid-level sword technique Chasing the Wind Sword Technique?"
Someone else exclaimed in surprise. The Hanxue Sword in Xuantian's hand thrust out diagonally. The dazzling sword energy burst out from the tip of the sword and struck Du Wenke in the opposite direction.
The disciples were shocked again.
"Both the Mangniu Boxing Technique and the Wind-Chasing Sword Technique are both at the middle level of the Huang Rank. Didn't Huang Tian learn the sword skills and martial arts of the upper Huang Rank?"
"Senior Brother Du Wenke is a popular figure who is expected to break into the top ten. Among the warriors of the tenth level, their strength is first-rate. Huang Tian actually only used the middle-level martial arts and sword skills of the yellow level to deal with him. This is simply arrogant."
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Not to mention the shock in the hearts of all the disciples, Xuantian and Du Wenke drew their swords as fast as lightning. Between the lightning and flint, their sword energy was already thrusting against each other, and there was a squeak in the air...
sound.
nail--!
In an instant, there was a clear and loud sound, and the swordsmanship of the two people hit each other.
The sword energy was like water ripples, starting from the sword tips of the two men and spreading in all directions. Ripples like rings appeared in the air.
Except for the surging sword energy, the figures of Xuantian and Du Wenke seemed to be still, fixed in the air. The sword energy burst out from the sword body towards each other, collided at the tip of the sword, and headed towards