The Haoran righteousness inspired by Li Haoran is certainly powerful.
But that was not entirely his power, but a trace of the Confucian sage's will inspired by his blood, and more of a spiritual oppression.
But what he met was Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan's spiritual consciousness has already reached the level of golden elixir, and his pure and powerful divine power, how can he lose to a trace of the will of a Confucian saint? After all, Li Haoran only has a trace of the blood of a Confucian saint, and his cultivation level is low, so how much power can he exert.
Bang!
The divine power directly penetrates the Confucian sage's Dharma and collapses it.
Li Haoran was also severely injured, with blood oozing from his mouth and nose, and his will was greatly impacted.
Long Xiaoshan did not continue to take action.
Look at the referee.
The referee seemed to have just reacted and shouted quickly: "Long Yin wins!"
Before the battle started, not many people were optimistic about Long Xiaoshan. Even the referee was leaning towards Li Haoran winning. However, the result was beyond most people's expectations.
There was a violent buzzing sound all around.
Countless people were whispering to each other.
"Li Haoran actually lost."
"How did you lose? The blood of Confucian Saints. The pressure of will emitted in the end was unbearable even through the protective shield of the arena. It was actually broken by Long Xiaoshan."
"I don't know. The golden light just now was so dazzling that I couldn't see clearly at all."
"It's too exaggerated. It seems that Long Yin has also hidden his strength. His true strength may have reached the level of a giant, and he is qualified to compete for the top ten."
"That's right, we have another giant-level talent."
Countless spectators were amazed.
Except for a few people who could see some clues, most people had no idea how Long Xiaoshan defeated Li Haoran, because the powerful divine power blocked most people from prying eyes, and they could only see the dazzling golden light.
I'm afraid only those high-ranking people can really see the truth.
"It's interesting, this little guy's mental power has actually reached the level of Jindan." High in the sky, the dean of Qianlong Academy showed a glimmer of light in his eyes.
"And it's not just any ordinary spiritual power. It's pure and powerful, and he must have practiced some powerful Shinto technique." Standing next to him, another old man with an aura no weaker than the dean spoke.
"It's incredible. When I was his age, I had just entered the Xudan level. Are all the little guys nowadays so exaggerated?"
"This session is obviously stronger than the previous ones. In the past, Li Haoran's strength would have qualified him to enter the top ten, or even compete in the top five, but I'm afraid he won't be able to compete in this session."
"This is just the knockout round. I don't know what kind of battle the qualifying round will be. I'm starting to look forward to it."
A peak-level golden elixir giant spoke.
They stand on a higher level.
Naturally, I hope that the younger generations will be as strong as possible, because their Xiyan territory is very large, and the Qianlong Empire is only a small part. The stronger the younger generations are, the more say the empire will have in the entire continent in the future.
Otherwise, once they grow old and are not replaced by the younger generation, no matter how powerful the force is, it will decline. In the cruel world of cultivation, decline means elimination.
"Thank you." Li Haoran thanked Long Xiaoshan with a somewhat weak breath.
His appearance was broken just now. If the opponent took the opportunity to take action, his injuries would not be so simple.
Long Xiaoshan smiled at him and walked off the ring.
Unlike others, when he fought against Long Xiaoshan head-on, he felt that the opponent did not show his true strength at all, so he was not unjustly defeated in this battle.
After this battle, the nine groups have basically settled.
The first and second must be Long Xiaoshan and Li Haoran.
As for the third place, Mr. Taixu is obviously one step ahead. The others can only fight for luck, and there is no chance of qualifying.
As time passes.
The knockout rounds are gradually coming to an end.
Long Xiaoshan did not play again, and Baili Xi and another opponent admitted defeat one after another.
Wait until his eight games are over.
The luck has increased to more than four feet.
The quotas for each group have basically been determined.
Although Li Haoran was defeated and the legend of the dark horse did not continue, it does not mean that the newcomers of this class are not strong, including Luo Lie of the Tyrant Sect, Li Xingyun of the Blood Clothes Sect, Jin Bing, the young master of the Giant Whale Island, and Long Guang and Long Yue of the Imperial Clan.
They all defeated the veteran strong players in the group one after another and climbed to the top of their group.
Of course, we still have to wait for the qualifying rounds to find out whether we can truly challenge the established giants in the top ten levels.
Arena No. 11.
Xiahou Mulan also reached the last match, and her opponent was Wan Hai, the Young Palace Master of Bitao Palace who ranked twenty-second last time.
The two stepped onto the ring.
Wan Hai was wearing a blue robe, and waves of nothingness were surging around him. He looked at Xiahou Mulan and said calmly: "Admit defeat, this game is meaningless to you, you have already qualified, save some energy, and row
I can win one or two more games in the ranking competition.”
What answered him was the increasingly cold void, with ice flowers falling from the sky, carrying a deadly chill.
Wan Hai snorted coldly.
He asked the opponent to admit defeat, not only because of his strong confidence in himself, but also because he wanted to save some energy. After all, Xiahou Mulan had defeated Guijian Baihe before, so he still had strength.
But trying to compete with him for first place in the group is just a joke.
Since the other party is stubborn, he will not be polite. In the battle of Qianlong, fighting for luck is the first priority. He will not show any mercy just because the other party is a woman.
He raised his hand and grabbed it, and the tide surged in the void, condensing into huge waves.
"Blue Sea Ten Thousand Tides Kung Fu!"
Boom!
The terrifying huge waves filled the entire arena. This was not just a wave of water in the superficial sense, but contained the powerful power of the law of water washing, and its destructive power was astonishing.
The cold wave gathered around Xiahou Mulan's body, and her long sword turned into the color of ice crystals. She slashed out with white sword marks.
Stab.
A white line solidified in the middle of the huge waves, frozen by the sword energy, and the cold air continued to spread.
Wan Hai put his hands together fiercely, and with a boom, the huge waves on both sides squeezed into the middle. With a crack, the frozen ice broke, and the huge waves carrying the broken ice hit hard.
Xiahou Mulan cut out white sword rings.
The huge waves collided with the sword ring, making a tooth-breaking sound, and the sword ring continued to shatter.
Obviously, Wan Hai's cultivation and rules are superior to Xiahou Mulan's.
Xiahou Mulan took a deep breath, and the white ice phoenix flapped its wings and flew out.
She held the sword in both hands, rushed out, merged with the ice phoenix, and stabbed, the ice phoenix tore through the huge waves and shuttled in front of Wan Hai. Wan Hai focused his eyes and roared.
The green light surged around him and transformed into a tidal monster with eight giant claws, like a giant octopus, but more fierce and terrifying than an octopus.
Eight claws wave.
The ice phoenix struck the giant beast and cut off three giant claws, but it could not get any closer.
"court death!"
Although he blocked the opponent's Ice Phoenix Aspect, his own Aspect was also injured, which made Wan Hai very angry. It was just a knockout, but his own Aspect was damaged, which would indirectly affect his status in the qualifying round.
