[69 Book Bar - www.] After the first round of the finals of the samurai group, the samurai group continued to compete. The samurai group went to the end. There was no doubt that Ziye became the champion of the samurai group and qualified to challenge the samurai group.
The second place in the Wusheng group is from the Wu family, and the third place is from the Ouyang family. The children of the Lin family have no chance to be among the top three in the Wusheng group. Lin Xiaofeng just comforted them to come again next year.
Ouyang Xiao and Wu Qingkong had serious expressions on their faces during the subsequent competition. Their minds were not on the competition, but on some things that had nothing to do with them on the surface, such as: What strange things were happening in the villages around Taiping City?
Weird things happened somewhere and so on.
The abnormal phenomena of the Ouyang family and the Wu family attracted the attention of other families and sent experts to follow them secretly; the Luo family and the Lin family showed an attitude of not caring about the matter.
To this day, the Youth Elite Competition has been held for more than half a month, and they are all interested in the Wusheng Challenge Competition. There is not much difference from the previous interest. Ordinary people will not notice any difference. After all,
The competition in the samurai group is not as exciting as the competition in the samurai group.
But in the eyes of those who care about it, this change seems extraordinary.
"Today is the end of the Youth Elite Competition, and the final ranking of the Taiping Ranking will be held; let's invite the ten winning contestants to come on stage!" After the host finished speaking, warm applause rang out from below.
The people in the audience looked at the ten young strong men standing in a row on the stage with fiery eyes. The first one standing was Luo Cheng, with a silver gun propped parallel to it on the ground. Next to him was Ouyang Tian, who was standing in a row.
The sword was hung on his waist, with a cold and arrogant look on his face. Next was Wu Ling, whose face was as cold as ice and without the slightest emotion. Next to Wu Ling were grassroots players who stood out, Xiao Qingfeng and so on.
"Ten young strong men have already come up. Let's start the martial arts counterattack. With warm applause, we invite the Luo family, Luo Ziye, the martial arts champion!" The host smiled slightly and said loudly.
Every year, Wusheng's counterattacks undoubtedly end in failure. In this Wusheng counterattack, can Ziye break the iron law that has not changed in the past? Can he create a miracle? Everyone present is looking forward to it.
His fierce sword energy shocked people so much that they looked forward to Ziye's counterattack.
"Hey!" Zi Ye came on the stage, looking around and bowing slightly towards the judges in the viewing gallery;
"Luo Ziye, well done!"
"come on!"
"I wish you a successful counterattack!"
Ziye's bow received everyone's blessings. He smiled slightly and instantly raised the Sky Sword and pointed it at Ouyang Ming. His eyes were full of fighting intent. Being pointed at by the Sky Sword, Ouyang Ming couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
The Sky Sword was pointed at Ouyang Ming, the sixth-ranked master in the warrior group; the others got off the martial arts stage very wisely, and after the counterattack, it was time for the Taiping rankings. They went down to prepare for the qualifying.
"I have to say, you are very crazy and arrogant. There has never been a counterattack martial artist who has challenged the top eight people. You are the first!" Ouyang Ming looked at Zi Ye and said unhappily. He did not expect Zi Ye.
The person Ye would choose would be him. He had absolutely no confidence in the sword energy. If he had to get the sword energy, even ten people wouldn't be enough for him to kill, let alone him.
"Ouyang Ming, on Luoshen Peak, I said that what you owe me, I will get it back bit by bit! Ouyang Mu and the others are role models!" Zi Ye said lightly, he chose Ouyang Ming over Ouyang Ming
Others, there is a reason.
First, Ouyang Ming's strength is at the beginning level of martial arts. Just because his weapons are better than others, he is shitty ranked sixth.
Secondly, Ziye wants to understand where his specific strength lies.
Third, Ouyang Ming once bullied and insulted him.
"Feng Da is not afraid of flashing his tongue, so what if you are a high-level martial artist? Look how I torture you like a hello pig!" Although he was worried about the sword energy in his heart, Ouyang Ming didn't say anything about it.
He was willing to suffer a loss and said forcefully.
"Haha!" After Zi Ye sneered, the demon started walking, with his feet on the seven stars, and his sword in the sky was like a dragon. He gradually pushed towards Ouyang Ming. When he saw Zi Ye approaching with his sword, Ouyang Ming took the black sword.
He lightly clenched his body and legs and faced Ziye.
"Clang"
The Sky Sword and the Black Sword collided hard, the Sky Sword groaned, but the Black Sword was overwhelmed, and a gap the size of a small bowl appeared; the sword is the emperor among soldiers, and the Sky Sword is the emperor among emperors.
If the black sword dares to compete with him, this will be the end and the consequences.
"What kind of sword is this?" Wu Qingkong on the referee's bench saw that the black sword in Ouyang Ming's hand was cut with a gap in the first moment of the fight, and he became greedy for the silver-white long sword in Zi Ye's hand.
The black sword in Ouyang Ming's hand was made from no less than a dozen different ores such as black iron essence and bronze essence after being hammered and refined. It was made by the famous forger Shangguan Liliang. Although it is not as sharp as clay,
But it’s not like the black sword was cut out in the first round of the fight.
There are many people who show the same greed as Wu Qingkong, but Wu Qingkong is the only one who dares to do so blatantly.
"Continue to be arrogant. When you are trampled under my feet, I hope you can still be arrogant!" Zi Ye's Cang Qiong Sword struck, picked, and stabbed faster than the sword.
Ouyang Ming did not dare to use his precious black sword to fight against him, so he had to dodge passively, with a look of aggrievedness; Ziye became more and more smooth as he fought, taking control of the entire field, with his weird footwork, elegant swordsmanship, and tricky angles.
Ouyang Ming felt so miserable that he couldn't express it.
At this time, Ouyang Ming didn't have the arrogance he had just before the competition. His miserable figure had already made him run away from the sky if he tortured Zi Ye into a hello pig.
"Ah~ah~" He doesn't die in silence, he explodes in silence. Ouyang Ming was suppressed and beaten by Zi Ye from the beginning, and finally broke out, displaying the strength he should have at the beginning of a warrior.
The black sword did not go head-to-head with the Sky Sword in Zi Ye's hand. The sword in Zi Ye's hand was too tricky. Ou Yangming did not follow the routine of swordsmanship and martial arts. He directly used the sword in the way gangsters fight, using the sword as a knife or chopping.
Either chopped or cut.
Ouyang Ming gradually reversed the situation, no longer losing, but only defensive; black sword, boxing, and kicking attacks alternately attacked Zi Ye, who was spinning around with the power of black martial arts.
Ouyang Ming was hit with a blue force of force, which dissipated in front of Zi Ye. Ouyang Ming was frightened to see what kind of force this was, and his own force of force was actually ineffective against him.
Ouyang Ming was not the only one who was shocked. Even Lei Li, Luo Wei and others on the referee's bench felt their hearts turbulent when they saw the light blue martial arts disappear in front of Zi Ye, and everyone was thinking in their hearts.
Think about it, which of the most powerful people on the Blood Hell Continent has the ability to devour the power of martial arts.