Chapter 266: Confrontation between Soul Rank Powerhouses
The second round is still extremely exciting, of course, for the spectators. Many players in the competition circle are under increasing pressure. This kind of competition is like sifting sand.
Use a coarse sieve to drain once, and then use a fine sieve to drain again. The further back, the stronger the remaining players will be, and the competition will naturally become more intense.
The second round ended three days later. Fortunately, Du Feiyu, Jinghong, Zhao Qingliu and others who had already passed the first round did not encounter too fierce opponents in this round. Under normal circumstances,
, they also successfully advanced to the third round.
Amid everyone's enthusiasm and expectations, the third round finally arrived. The method used in this round has changed somewhat. It is no longer a one-on-one battle alone, but a group match, consisting of four people.
Combat groups compete in groups. All four players from the winning side advance to the fourth round, while the losing group is eliminated.
The way of grouping is not stipulated by the Power Gang this time, but is decided by the players themselves.
After hearing this grouping method, chaos suddenly broke out on the field. Since it was a team duel, naturally everyone wanted to catch up with the stronger teammates, and those who were weaker naturally found it difficult to find suitable partners. In every possible way, there was no choice.
Under this situation, they can only make passive choices. The result of this choice is the combination of the strong and the weak, and the team's competitiveness has been maximized.
Among Du Feiyu's group, four people happened to break into the third round, so they didn't bother much and directly organized the four people together.
"The first battle group, Team Du Feiyu vs. Team Leng Feng, please come on." After Jia Lao announced the start of the game, he randomly drew two bamboo sticks.
Hearing this result, Du Feiyu and others also felt a little surprised. They did not expect that in this third round, they would be the first team to appear.
"Let's go." He waved to his friends, and Du Feiyu came to the arena first, curiously waiting for his opponent to show up.
"Chi!" Du Feiyu had just stood firm when he heard a soft sound and a figure appeared in front of him. This was a man in his forties, short and fat, and his obesity was quite exaggerated. Regardless of
Both the body and the head are round in shape, and the whole person looks like a big ball.
"He is also a soul cultivator?" His eyes swept over the opponent, and Du Feiyu felt a sense of solemnity in his heart. He did not expect that he would encounter such a powerful opponent just after he appeared on the stage.
"Giggle" The next person who appeared was a woman. The woman was already quite old, but her figure was slender and well-maintained. Her short fiery red hair was extremely eye-catching. As her sharp eyes swept, her hands and fingers kept moving.
Rhyming slightly.
"One Star Blood Shura" judged the woman's strength, and Du Feiyu breathed a sigh of relief. In this case, if the other party came up with another soul-level strongman, even he would have no choice but to retreat.
Next, the opponent's four players arrived one after another, including a soul cultivator, a one-star blood cultivator, and two blood cultivators. This lineup was already quite powerful, but for Du Feiyu and the others, it was still enough.
cope.
"Dong" symbolizes the start of the game. The bell rang in this space. Du Feiyu's figure was also the first to rush out and locked the short fat man tightly. And the man also greeted Du Feiyu tacitly.
.The soul-level strongman is too terrifying. If he doesn't tightly entangle the opponent, then he will severely damage his own strength with just one casual blow. Therefore, they can only choose this old-fashioned method to deal with them in different levels.
enemy.
"Search for your opponent and fight with all your strength." Seeing the two captains locking their breaths with each other, Zhao Qingliu also whispered an order, Jinghong, and Zhao Gao each rushed out and locked their breaths on the selected opponent.
On his body. The opponent left for Zhao Qingliu was the red-haired woman.
"Chi!" The red-haired woman's fighting spirit surged, forming a fighting spirit blade at her fingertips. There were also a few more snowy whites among the red hair on her head. With preparations in place, the woman's slender waist arched slightly.
, the upper body crawled down, and finally the soles of its feet suddenly kicked off the ground, and it shot out like a female cat.
"Hey", the sharp claws reached out and probed directly towards Zhao Qingliu's heart.
"Ding ding ding" Zhao Qingliu was not to be outdone, his exquisite foil sword shook out thousands of cold stars, which collided with the opponent's attack.
"Roar" Jinghong's side also burst out with the most powerful attack as soon as it came up. The earth-yellow fighting spirit dragon circled out, let out a roar, and fought with the opponent.
"Chi Chi" The battle on Zhao Yun's side has also begun.
Du Feiyu and the short, fat man stood in the field. Neither of them took action, but faced each other quietly. The fierce energy surrounding them would be automatically blocked when it reached within one foot of their bodies.
Go. Amid the fluctuations of energy in the arena, the two of them remained as still as rocks standing in the waves.
This is a silent battle, because the success or failure of the entire arena depends on the two of them. If one of the two of them wins, the victory or defeat of the others will become insignificant. Just because they are soul-level strong
who.
"Hey, let's start." After the short and fat man was silent for a while, his body suddenly began to expand. As his body expanded, his body shape also changed again, and his already small eyes were squeezed by fat.
The lips turned into two thin slits, and the thick lips suddenly turned outward, revealing two large fangs.
"Goo!" a sound similar to the cry of a frog came from its belly, and the whole person jumped up like a giant toad and hit Du Feiyu on the head.
Du Feiyu's steps flashed, and his whole person turned into an afterimage, quickly moving several feet to the left.
"Bang" the short and fat man hit the ground hard, and the bluestone ground suddenly cracked. Cracks as thick as a thumb quickly spread throughout the square, centered on the place where he landed.
"Hey, don't hide if you have the guts." After the attack failed, the short and fat man stood up on all fours and jumped out again. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Du Feiyu. But at this moment, his cheeks suddenly bulged.
He stood up, then opened his mouth suddenly, and spit out a strange roar.
The roar of "Buzz" seemed to be a strange sonic fighting technique. Under its impact, Du Feiyu felt dizzy.
"Peng" Du Feiyu's reaction was also extremely fast. He didn't have time to think about it, and he quickly summoned his fighting spirit wings. As soon as the wings flapped, he was flying through the air.
"Hiss" the short and fat man crossed his hands like scissors and tore the front hem of Du Feiyu's clothes to pieces.
"What a weird sonic fighting skill." Du Feiyu lowered his head and glanced at the tattered clothes, and a solemn feeling passed through his heart. Looking at this, if he hadn't reacted quickly just now, I am afraid that not only the clothes would be torn, but also the clothes would be torn apart.
It's my own legs.
"Hehe, come again." The short and fat man threw aside the tattered cloth in his hand, squatted down again, and his long and thin ears were slightly raised, like a strange monster ready to hunt.
Du Feiyu looked at his opponent coldly, and unconsciously touched the handle of the knife behind his back with his palm.
"This guy can actually change his body. He must have practiced some strange fighting skills. It seems that this competition is much more exciting than previous years." While the two groups were fighting, he stood on top of the city. Jia Lao also stroked his white beard and nodded secretly.
"Jia Lao, do you think he can win?" Suddenly a clear voice came from behind, and when Jia Lao turned his head, he saw a girl's face.
"Haha, I have confidence in him." Jia Lao smiled and nodded.
"It stands to reason that all soul-level experts should be selected. But there is no other way. Only by adopting this highly elimination competition system can we bring out the greatest potential of the players." The girl glanced at the stalemate in the arena below and said lightly. He shook his head lightly. When two tigers compete, one of them will be injured. This is one of the disadvantages of the single-elimination competition system. Think about it, if normally a person may win the runner-up, but in the single-elimination competition system, if he is unlucky When you reach the championship, you lose the opportunity to compete with other opponents and are directly eliminated. The loss is naturally unfair.
In Blue Cloud Continent, strength is respected. But for the Power Gang, what they value more is not only the strength of the players, but also the potential of the players. As long as a person has good potential, over time, he will definitely grow into a player. The strong one. To see a person's potential, the only way is to put them in this elimination competition system. Therefore, although this competition system has its drawbacks, it can still achieve their goals.
In a real battle, there is never any fairness. Especially on a battlefield like this where casualties can occur at any time, and no one can tell you fairness. There are only two points that can affect the outcome of the competition here, one is strength, and the other is It's luck!
As soon as he came up against a strong soul-level man, Du Feiyu's luck was naturally not very good, so the only thing he could rely on was his strength.
"Roar" the sharp sound wave fighting skill was launched again, but this time, the speed of the short and fat man increased a bit again. As his body flashed, several afterimages appeared and he rushed towards Du Feiyu.
Du Feiyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his slender fingers finally rested on the handle of the Luoyue knife behind his back.
With a crisp sound of "choi rang", the wide Luoyue Dao was suddenly drawn out and slashed down at the afterimage in front of him.
Blade light!
A voluptuous purple light flashed across, and the space seemed to be torn apart. On top of the bright sword light, a tiger head made entirely of fighting spirit opened its bloody mouth and collided with the strange sound wave.
Under the collision of "buzz" sound waves, the audience suddenly fell into silence. Many people only felt a faint sound in their ears, and their whole bodies became shaky. Some of the weak ones even had blood stains oozing from their ears...