The exchange meeting site was still crowded with people. Although many disciples had left, many disciples from the huge Xuanlin Sect also came to watch. The second round of competition was more impressive than the first round.
At this time, on the fifth stage, Lin Tianhao and a young man with thick eyebrows were locked in a stalemate. And this young man with thick eyebrows was Ye Luming, the number one young man in the Xuanwu Empire.
Lin Tianhao stared at Yeluming with gloomy eyes, with a little disdain in his eyes. Compared with Lin Tianhao, Yeluming was a little embarrassed, with a trace of paleness and powerlessness on his face. Speaking of qualifications, Yeluming's qualifications were the highest in the Xuanwu Empire. person, but compared with Lin Tianhao, he is much inferior. After all, Lin Tianhao is the number one young person in the Yuntian Sect and even the Xuanyu Empire.
Suddenly, Lin Tianhao stepped outside the court and a handsome and upright figure came over, his eyes slightly condensed.
"End it!" With a sneer, Lin Tianhao's body rioted again, pounced on Yeluming like a cheetah, and the black sword in his hand swept away with light blue light.
"Fifth style of Shui Xuan Slash!" Lin Tianhao shouted inwardly, and swung out his sword. The powerful sword energy swept straight towards Yeluming. Yeluming's face muscles twitched, and he moved quickly, and struck out with a sword towards the sword energy. Wanting to neutralize the blow, Yeluming's body suddenly trembled, and Lin Tianhao was no longer in front of him?
"The Ninth Style of Shui Xuan Slash!" A cold snort suddenly echoed in Yeluming's ears. Yeluming's face changed drastically, and a fatal threat emerged from behind. Yeluming even heard the air behind him being torn apart. There was a loud sound of breaking through the air. Yeluming had no time to counterattack and ran forward wildly.
"Humph, did you escape?" Lin Tianhao had a cold smile on his lips. He burst out faster than Yeluming and shot directly at Yeluming.
"Hmph, the ninth style of the Explosive Sword!" Yeluming suddenly snorted coldly. The Xuanjian in his hand actually burst into fiery red light at this moment, and he faced Lin Tianhao's terrifying sword with his backhand.
"Boom!" The barrier suddenly rippled, and huge explosions resounded throughout the sky.
Yeluming spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his body was abandoned like a sandbag, falling heavily to the ground. His face was pale and unwilling, and he stared at Lin Tianhao with a look of disdain.
Lin Tianhao slowly landed on the ground, glanced at Ye Luming with disdain, and coldly snorted: "Vulnerable!" Then he raised his face slightly, looking down at the handsome and tall figure not far away, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Feeling Lin Tianhao's fighting spirit, Long Tian's heart condensed slightly and he walked towards where Ah Chen and Cheng Xu were sitting cross-legged.
"You kid always disappears all day long. Now that you have younger siblings, you don't want brothers anymore? You didn't even come to watch the competition between Chengxu and I." Achen saw Long Tian approaching and said coldly with a pretended annoyed look on his face. Chengxu said He glanced at Long Tian faintly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and nodded.
Long Tian glared at Ah Chen and said, "I'm practicing, and I don't want to be eliminated in the second round! Are you two finished?"
Achen and Chengxu nodded at the same time, Long Tian's face became embarrassed, and he said sheepishly: "That's such a shame, you didn't tell me earlier! Have you been promoted?"
"Nonsense, if you don't advance, won't you lose the face of our Xuandi Sect? Tell you? I can't find anyone all day long, so where can I tell you?" Achen curled his lips and said in a cold manner.
Long Tian shook his head helplessly. There was really nothing he could do against Ah Chen. However, a trace of warmth flowed in his heart. He only had a few friends, but one of them was Ah Chen.
"Come on, number 410!" the middle-aged man in red on stage 10 said loudly.
A tall and straight young man with bulging muscles all over his body, giving people the feeling of a mountain, stepped onto the ring, while a lean young man with a gloomy face slowly walked onto the ring, raised his head and looked at someone who was taller than him.
The burly young man, who was about a head taller, had a flash of disdain in his eyes.
"Xuanli Empire, Barbarian Sect Barbarian Extreme!" The burly young man said in a loud voice. He looked up and down at the lean young man with his tiger eyes.
"Xuantian Empire, Xuanhuang Sect is enlightened!" The lean young man raised his voice, his tone even more arrogant.
"Buzz..." A sound of ancient rhyme sounded, and the barrier enveloped Arena No. 10. The two people's bodies moved instantly. Wu Ming's body slowly floated into the air, with his hands like eagles watching Manji moving towards him below, his eyes filled with tears.
He was disdainful, he secretly thought in his heart, he is just a person with well-developed limbs. I am already floating in the air, do you still want me to come down? Suddenly, Wu Ming's face changed drastically, and Manji, who rushed to the bottom of Wu Ming, suddenly turned into a bow,
His feet suddenly hit the ground, and his body jumped directly to Wu Ming's side. Two huge hands like a gorilla directly grabbed Wu Ming, who was still in a daze.
Wu Ming made a big mistake. Although Wu Ming was floating in the air, he underestimated the enemy too much. Moreover, his emotions did not stop Manji from approaching, let alone launch an attack. It was this negligence that made Wu Ming lose faster.
Even worse.
"Ah!" Wu Ming screamed, and his body was thrown directly by Man Ji from the air, and he fell heavily to the ground. There was also Man Ji weighing nearly two hundred kilograms on his body. Wu Ming was afraid that his body was weak.
Even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.
"Are you looking down on me?" The barbarian tiger glared at Wu Ming, with a hint of sneer on his sturdy face. He slowly raised his right fist and punched Wu Ming's gloomy face like a storm.
"Bang!" There was a deep sound, and Wu Ming's head was smashed directly into the ground. Fortunately, Manji also restrained his strength, otherwise Wu Ming would have died after this punch.
After punching down, Violent stood up slowly, placed his right foot on Wu Ming's abdomen, glanced around with his tiger eyes, and sneered slightly at the corner of his mouth.
"Suck..." Many disciples took a breath of cold air and stared closely at Wu Ming, who had already half of his head submerged in the ground on the 10th stage.
"Is he...still alive?" This is what many disciples want to know urgently.
Long Tian also took a breath of cold air. He obviously didn't expect that the man who looked honest and honest could be so tough, and his control over his body was extremely flexible. Long Tian could clearly see that Wu Ming's head was bleeding, but
It was not blown to pieces, but a crater was made in the ground. This can only show that Manji controlled the power of the body to an extremely high level.
"Wu Ming really doesn't know how to become a disciple of the Taoist sect, and he actually despises people from that clan!" Ah Chen looked at Wu Ming with disdain as he was carried away, with a pool of blood on the ground, and said coldly.
"It's best not to give him a chance to attack with that terrifying ** power. Once he catches it, he will fall into an irreversible end!" Ah Chen said coldly again.
"Manji, you are too harsh!" A cold voice sounded, and Xuanhuang Sect occupied the area. A young man with an ordinary face and dressed in black stared at Manji with cold eyes, obviously seeing his junior brother's fate.
With such an ending, I felt angry.
Manji stood on the ring, looking down at the handsome young man, and said coldly: "If I had known that someone was fighting a injustice, I would not have restrained my strength and turned his head into pieces!"
The young man in black's eyes narrowed and he stared at Manji closely.
At this moment, no disciple dared to look down upon this honest-looking Manji!!