In the third game, Li Changfeng from the Feiyan Sword School faced off against the third place player from the other group.
Although Li Changfeng lost to Li Haoran and ranked second in the group, he was still ranked fifty-ninth last time, and his strength should not be underestimated. He defeated his opponent with only three swords.
In the fourth game, Xue Naigui faced off against the third place player in Li Haoran’s group, a disciple of the Vajra Temple.
The opponent was also a physically powerful person, practicing the magical power of diamond, and Xue Naigui and Xue Naigui were competing with each other. In the end, Xue Naigui was physically stronger, breaking through the opponent's copper skin and iron bones, and defeated the opponent.
There are nine people in the group, and after four games, Long Xiaoshan has a bye.
In the fifth scene, the light of the spiritual weapon fell on two names, Long Xiaoshan and Wang Ao.
Wang Ao's eyes sharpened.
He jumped onto the ring.
Long Xiaoshan walked onto the ring unhurriedly and stood opposite Wang Ao. The two had a battle in the academy three months ago.
At that time, Wang Ao was defeated miserably.
"Long Yin, I lost to you last time, but it will never be possible this time." Behind Wang Ao, the giant python's form loomed, which was more than a circle bigger than three months ago, almost comparable to Master Taixu.
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"Really? I don't think the result will be much different." Long Xiaoshan was noncommittal.
Arrogant!
Wang Ao snorted coldly, and the fire python roared and suppressed it violently towards Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan's spiritual thoughts moved, and a large number of water-type Dao pattern blades flowed. Forty or fifty water-type magic figures emerged, spiraling towards the fire python, boom!
Water and fire clash.
Wang Ao's face suddenly turned pale and he took a few steps back.
Long Xiaoshan's current Dao pattern leaves have all understood the Void Core level. Dozens of water spells are equivalent to forty or fifty ordinary Void Cores working together to strike together.
Even if the level of strength is lacking, the quantity more than makes up for it.
"The fire python swallows the sky."
Wang Ao roared fiercely, and the fire python's momentum continued unabated. He opened his big mouth and swallowed a large amount of water-based magic signs. Long Xiaoshan didn't care. He raised his hand to form a spear, and stabbed it out with a flash of golden light.
The fire python screamed and was penetrated through the head.
Although it is the body of Dharma.
But Long Xiaoshan's spear contains dragon power, and it is the unique skill of the imperial clan, the dragon spear technique.
The destructive power is very great, and the fire python's body continuously explodes with light, as if it has been destroyed internally.
Wang Ao's face turned paler. He didn't expect that three months later, he would still feel so aggrieved when facing Long Xiaoshan.
"The fire python explodes and you die!"
Boom!
The entire fire python exploded, and countless fire snakes shot out into the sky, submerging Long Xiaoshan. The next moment, a spear ray penetrated the fire snake and hit Wang Ao directly. Bang!
Wang Ao flew out hard and hit the golden shield.
"Long Yin, win!"
The referee announced.
The Dragon of Luck in Long Xiaoshan suddenly grew in size and reached three feet.
Wang Ao, who was lying on the ground, looked ashen. This was the second time. Within three months, he had been defeated by Long Yin twice in a row. The first time he could be said to be careless, but the second time there was an absolute difference in strength.
He always thought that he was a genius among geniuses. Even compared to his brother, he thought that his talent was better. The only difference was the accumulation of time.
In this Qianlong Battle, he came with a stunning attitude.
Not only do you want to make it to the Hidden Dragon Ranking, but you also want to enter the top thirty.
But when I actually stepped onto the stage of the Qianlong Battle, I realized that this was not the case at all. There were many people who were better than him. He was very unlikely to qualify for the knockout rounds, let alone the top thirty.
Because they had already lost to Mr. Taixu in the group stage, and now they lost to Long Yin, and that Li Haoran was stronger than Mr. Taixu, so the three qualifying spots had already been taken.
Wang Kun, who was on stage 12 not far away, saw this scene and glanced sharply at Long Xiaoshan.
His younger brother actually lost again.
Just by looking at his expression, you can tell how badly he was hit.
Although he was a little disdainful that Wang Ao could be defeated so easily. A truly strong man must have an extremely strong heart, but Wang Ao was his younger brother after all.
Brother, just wait, I will avenge this revenge for you, and I will make Long Yin lose ten times worse than you later.
After Long Xiaoshan stepped down.
Baili Xi met Master Taixu, but Taixu's magic power was ineffective, making Bailixi's bow and arrow completely lose its accuracy, and he couldn't even take advantage of his speed, and he was defeated miserably in the hands of Master Taixu.
This allowed Mr. Taixu to slightly save his face from the disastrous defeat in the first game.
Then Li Haoran took the stage and met Xue Naigui.
Xue Naigui's power and defense were invincible, but against Li Haoran, who had the blood of a Confucian saint, he was obviously far behind. His defense was torn apart and he fell to the ground.
Then the light on the spiritual weapon pointed at the two of them again.
Long Yin, Li Changfeng.
Because Long Xiaoshan had a bye in the first round, he took the stage again only two games later.
This time, his opponent was Li Changfeng, known as the "Master Yan" of the Feiyan Sword Sect. This person was also unlucky. He was obviously a strong seed. He was ranked 59th on the last Qianlong Ranking. His strength was not weak, but he encountered a big dark horse.
Li Haoran became the first strong man to be overthrown. He became a stepping stone for the opponent and almost became an existence that no one paid attention to.
But how could Li Changfeng be willing to become a background?
He must fight for the three qualifying spots in the knockout round.
Otherwise, not even the seventy-two strong men would be able to break in, and he would not be able to raise his head when he returned to the sect.
There are only three people in the group who are qualified to compete with him for hope of qualifying.
Li Haoran asked himself about the gap in strength.
Mr. Taixu is also extremely powerful. His ranking was much higher than him last time. There was only one Long Yin, who was ranked fifty-seven last time. There was only two spots behind him. There was not much difference in strength.
Defeat him and you can get the top seventy-two.
"Yan Feitian!"
As soon as he appeared on the stage, Li Changfeng performed his killing move, and thousands of flying swallows seemed to appear in the void. Each flying swallow represented a sword energy, and none of them was false.
The light of law surged around Long Xiaoshan, layer upon layer, and it was unclear how many layers there were.
All the flying swallows twisted their arc trajectories and collided with each other.
The sword energy exploded continuously, creating thousands of ripples on the golden light screen, as if it was raining heavily.
Li Changfeng's expression changed.
The opponent's field is actually so strong.
He grabbed the sword with both hands and slashed hard.
"Feiyan, the flower of the sword!"
All the remaining flying swallows gathered together and turned into a huge swallow claw, tearing apart the layers of the realm. Unfortunately, there was not much strength left when they rushed in front of Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan knocked away the swallow's claw with one punch.
The figure disappeared from the spot.
boom!
When the spear is thrust out, the spear light turns into a lifelike golden dragon, which is noble and domineering and contains strong dragon power.
Li Changfeng raised his sword at an angle and stabbed it!
The spear light smashed into Li Changfeng's sword light in a domineering manner. Li Changfeng's expression changed drastically. He kept slashing out the long sword, laying down a dense defense of sword energy. However, the opponent's spear light was domineering.
Crush all sword energy.
Li Changfeng fought and retreated, being completely suppressed and passively defending, let alone counterattacking.
Bang!
His back hit the shield, his face changed drastically, and he secretly screamed.
Before he could block it, the opponent's spear light had already rushed towards him, poof!
Li Changfeng opened his eyes and saw the spear stopped against his throat. The cold sweat on his face rolled to the ground. He smiled bitterly at Long Xiaoshan: "I lost."
