[69 Book Bar - www.] Yang Quan closed his eyes and rested in the room. He was thinking about the mystery of Yang Feng's Nine Kills just now. He seemed not to know that he had become the target of many people's calculations.
He finally figured it out. Yang Feng's Jun Lin Jiu Zhan can only be described in two words. One is fast, so fast that the opponent has no time to react. The other is illusion. There is only one sword. The real fatal one is the physical sword. Others
All are transformed by the sword energy, and the sword energy can actually transform into the same effect as the physical sword, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false. Therefore, it is difficult for opponents to distinguish the true from the false under the Nine Swords, and they often don’t have any swords on them.
There are so many weapons to block, and the sword energy is sharp and domineering. Even if there are so many weapons to block, it may not be able to block it.
After thinking about it, Yang Quan curled up his lips and began to deduce Yang Feng's Nine Swords of Junlin in his mind. It was only nine swords because the peak of the true energy under the holy realm could only be transformed into eight lifelike sword energies. If there were too many,
Then there must be a flaw. The number of sword qi can be transformed into dozens, hundreds, or even thousands, but the degree of simulation is low and full of flaws. So what Yang Feng is looking for is an essence, a truth!
Just as Yang Quan was making calculations, the arena outside was rumbling. Yang Quan opened his eyes and stood up. He walked to the window and looked at the arena. He saw that the arena, which was originally divided into a thousand small arenas, was merging.
, merged by unknown forces, from a thousand to hundreds, then dozens, and finally there were only ten arenas left in the arena.
However, the space of these ten arenas is much larger than before, because those who can advance to the qualifying round are elites, and elites need enough space to perform. If the space is too small or the arena is not stable enough, the players will not be able to perform to their full potential.
What's worse is that if the contestants fight too hard and the arena cannot bear the force and collapses, it will make people laugh. Mojianmen will not do such a thing.
In just a moment, the arenas have been re-merged, and the space in each arena has been expanded and stabilized. It is no exaggeration to say that even two powerful saints who are in the realm of saints can fight with all their strength in such an arena.
It may not be able to damage the arena at all.
The suction force struck again, and twenty players including Yang Quan were sucked into the ten arenas. However, the top three people were not sucked in this time. Yang Quan was a little surprised, but then he thought about it.
I was relieved, my results were almost at the bottom, and the rankings must be from low to high. If my guess was correct, the twenty people who entered first would definitely be ranked from 100th to 81st.
Yang Quan stood on the ring and smiled faintly at the opponent opposite him. He figured out that this was actually more beneficial to him. He could take advantage of this opportunity to gain points while the other eighty players in the lounge were
At the same time, they looked at Yang Quan's position, because they all got the news at the same time. There was a golden elixir monk who killed half-saints like slaughtering pigs and dogs. He defeated the enemy with one move. What's more, Yang Feng, the first person in the holy realm,
They were also defeated at his hands, and they wanted to find out with their own eyes because the news was too shocking.
On the ring, there was a whoosh, and Yang Quan moved. No one saw how he moved, and he was all over the place. The half-saint who was fighting against him also understood what was going on, and was attracted by the huge suction force.
Out, buzzing, on the statistics monument, Yang Quan's ranking is rising. The Half-Saint he defeated was ranked 82nd, with ninety-seven wins. At this moment, he was defeated by Yang Quan, nine.
Cheng Cheng lost all his wins to Yang Quan, and Yang Quan's ranking jumped to seventy-fifth.
"Oh my god, this person is so fast. It seems that this news is true. The half-saint just now was sucked away before he even made a move. He must have been holding back a lot of questions!"
"That's better than being killed by one of his moves!"
"That's true. This Jindan monk obviously doesn't want to kill him. If he really wants to kill him, he can kill him several times in one breath with his speed!"
"Yes, I am becoming more and more optimistic about this guy!" the old man said, stroking his beard.
"He is the favorite to win this competition, and everyone is betting on it. He and the top three on the statistical monument are all favorites to win!"
"Oh, where is it? Let's place some bets too!"
In the stands, Yang Quan's speed shocked everyone, and they actually opened a peripheral gambling stall.
"It's interesting! If I meet him, I will definitely have a good fight. The damn master actually asked me to give up if I meet him. I won't, I won't!" Monk Sanjie kept touching his bald head and looked at Yang
Quan, said to himself.
"It's really like that. It seems that Yang Feng didn't let go. The speed of this golden elixir monk in the ring has caught up with the Little Saint realm. If we encounter him in a while, we can't be careless!" Zhan Tian finished watching Yang
Quan defeated the enemy with one move and couldn't help sticking out his tongue, secretly warning himself not to underestimate the enemy.
"Okay, okay, it's really interesting. The direct disciple of Shengyin is really extraordinary. I hope you can survive until the end and don't die in the hands of others!" Jian Wuhen said to the window, but Yang Quan on the ring didn't listen.
Hearing the sound, he couldn't help but shuddered, as if he was being targeted by a wolf.
But the competition did not stop because of everyone's discussion, Yang Quan ushered in the next opponent.
Whoosh! Bang!
"Oh my god, another move destroyed the opponent's waist card. This guy is fierce. Come on, come on, come on, I want to raise the bet!"
"I also want to raise my bet, one million top-grade spiritual stones. Damn it, all my wealth is gone. Little Golden Pill, little Golden Pill, please don't let me go bankrupt!"
Swish, swish, swish! There was no suspense in the next few battles. Yang Quan, as always, used one move to defeat the enemy. It was not that he took advantage of his opponent's unpreparedness. In several games, he let his opponent make the first move, and then he struck later.
The move shattered the opponent's waist card, but in the process, he also encountered two people whose arms were wrapped in black cloth strips. These two people died without any suspense, killing them with one move.
In less than a moment of peeing, the wins of this group of twenty people were all added up to one person. Yes, he was Yang Quan. At this moment, his wins had been added up to more than 700. Others
All nineteen people's wins made him a wedding dress, and his ranking suddenly jumped to fifth place.
This is also the reason why he has participated. The other 80 people have not yet participated, and his ranking will still drop, because he directly enters the top ten competition, and then there will be no competition for him, but he will have to wait for other players.
The birth of nine players.
In the second round, the 80th to 61st place were sucked into the ring. At this moment, Yang Quan, after winning, returned to the rest room. He observed the other people's competition with great interest. He knew himself and the enemy, and he could win every battle. However, let
He was disappointed that the twenty people in this group were all novices, but the battle between rookies and rookies took a long time, and there was a burst of curses in the stands.
Just when everyone was about to go to sleep, the second round of the game ended. A semi-saint with a sacred weapon won the game with difficulty. He had more than 1,300 wins, temporarily ranking first, but
This first place made people boo, and even the half-saint himself was a little ashamed. After all, he had taken the holy weapon. If it hadn't been for this holy weapon, he probably wouldn't even have been able to enter the qualifying round, and those who had the strength
The players all looked at him with contemptuous smiles.
Because they watched all his fights in this batch, all relying on the power of the holy sword. Without the holy sword in their hands, these people thought they could slap him to death. Even with it, they thought they could slap him to death.
With this holy sword, a strong man like Jian Wuhen or Zhan Tian was confident that he could be defeated in one move. But for Yang Quan, regardless of whether he held the holy weapon or not, he did not regard this person as an opponent.
Because he doesn't deserve it at all.
In the third round, the battle between the 41st and 60th place ended quickly. The players in this batch were more aggressive than those in the second round, but they still failed to get into Yang Quan’s eyes. Because of these
Compared to him, people are no threat at all.
At the end of the fourth round of fighting, Yang Quan was slightly moved, because the winner of this batch was a semi-saint monk who was comparable to the realm of a great saint. This person did not have a sacred weapon and defeated the others entirely by relying on his own ability.
His performance also won applause from the spectators in the stands.
In the fifth round, a subtle change occurred, because only fifteen people were pulled into the ring, and the first to fifth people on the original statistical monument did not enter the ring. According to Yang Quan's guess, that is
When the five people entered the qualifying round, they had already qualified directly to enter the top ten. Including the five people who won the qualifying round, there were exactly ten people. These ten people will fight again to fight for the final ranking of the top ten.
After the fifteen people competed, the top ten were also formed. Because the first five people did not participate in the battle, they did not win many games. On the statistical monument, their names ranged from fifth to ninth, while Yang Quan
The tenth place is at the bottom, and the first to fourth places are the winners of the four batches of twenty-man groups, because they have accumulated more wins.
But this is not the final ranking, because there is still a top ten competition, which is the final key and the highlight of the entire sword sharpening competition. The remaining ten people are all ten who have won through many levels of competition.
People, ten people have never lost, so as long as these ten people don't die, the worst
Anyone can rank tenth and get a reward. This is the rule of the competition. Even if the player dies, the sect to which the player belongs will receive the reward. The honor of being in the top ten in the Sword Sharpening Competition is for any sect.
It is supreme, worthy of showing off, speaking out and envying the glory of the dead.
At this moment, the arena changed again. The ten arenas merged again. Each arena was a arena. The arena was huge, as vast as the world. Everyone focused on this arena, because the next top ten competitions were about to take place.
, after all, it is a battle between dragons and tigers.
But Yang Quan's attention was not on the ring at the moment, because except for himself, he had seen the strength of the first to fourth place with his own eyes. The strength of these four people was pretty good below the Saint level, except for that one
Some of the players with the Holy Sword and the other three were outstanding, but they still could not catch the eye of Yang Quan. The only thing he was worried about was the five players who entered the top ten directly from the selection, because Yang Quan was against
