Starting from the second round, there will be an elimination battle.
A one-on-one decisive battle, simple and quick, only based on strength.
Moreover, an accidental performance is useless, because the New Wind War is a continuous battle, which not only depends on explosive power, but also on durability. Entering the real Niemer world and fighting monsters and demons, one-on-one battles are rare.
, are often group battles.
"Draw a numbered ball." Lin Feng looked forward.
The battle table is clearly arranged in order, No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 4... No. 31 vs. No. 32. In the next round, the winner of No. 1 and No. 2 will play the winner of No. 3 and No. 4, and so on. If
To win the title of New Wind Disciple, one needs to win five games in a row.
"Huh?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
On the battle table, there are no names under all the numbers, except for No. 1 and No. 17, which have been decided in advance.
No. 1 Wang Hui, No. 17 Tie Yu.
"The strongest genius in the first and second districts." Lin Feng's eyes flashed with passion.
The two numbers can be separated, one is in the upper half and the other is in the lower half. It is a kind of protection to avoid meeting before the decisive battle.
"No. 2!"
"Number 18!!"
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All the disciples started making noises.
The 30 disciples who advanced to the second round took the numbered balls one by one. Whenever the disciples in the first district went to draw, the disciples in the second district booed. When the disciples in the second district went to draw, the disciples in the first district booed. As for the disciples in the third district, all the disciples had already
Submerged, there was silence at the moment, and he glanced at the cheerful four districts from time to time, with an ugly look on his face.
Very nervous.
The same goes for the disciples who drew numbered balls.
From their own point of view, no one wants to draw numbers 2 and 18. There are rewards for entering the top 16; for entering the top eight, the rewards are more generous; for every step forward in the new style war, you can get a lot of money
award.
Lin Feng is the 15th person to draw.
Compared to others, he wanted to draw these two numbers more, but many things often backfired, and the chances were not very high. Before it was his turn, a pale-faced young man looked at the number 2 in his hand.
Ball, I want to cry but have no tears.
There was a lot of booing all around.
soon
It was Lin Feng's turn.
"No. 18! No. 18!"... The disciples in the third district shouted, and the fourth district was the worst. The voices of the second district were also mixed in. Lu Jie, whom Lin Feng defeated, was a disciple of the second district. Because of this battle, the second district
I was often ridiculed and ridiculed by the district.
"Number 32." Protector Dongxie, who was in charge of drawing lots, reported the number.
The cheering crowd suddenly lost their temper and were filled with disappointment. No. 32 landed at the bottom of the second half of the district, and would have to meet No. 17 Tie Yun, at least until the semi-finals. The preparatory disciples in the fourth district were excited, and it was obvious that Lin Feng was pumped.
A good sign.
"Why are you happy!"
"That's right, do you still think this kid can make it to the semi-finals?"
"You can't kill a chicken with a big knife, let's see how he loses in the next game!"
All the disciples in the third district shouted loudly.
All of them had red eyes, wishing to see Lin Feng defeated miserably.
"No. 32." Lin Feng smiled.
This is a good number. He is also ranked 32nd under his teacher. Looking at his name printed on the battle table, he seems to be far away from No. 17 Iron Meteor, and Lin Feng doesn't care. The first few battles... should be used as warm-ups.
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"31! No. 31!" There was another voice in the field.
Whenever the disciples from District 1 went to draw lots, the other disciples from District 1 shouted No. 31, hoping to meet the weakest opponent and successfully advance to the top 16. Lin Feng saw this and smiled dumbly, looking at the one who finally drew No. 31.
The disciple looked excited, and those who didn't know thought he had won the championship.
"No. 31..."
"Is it that good?"
A short break.
After drawing the number balls, the second round of 16 battles begins directly, with four arenas starting at the same time. It won't take too long. The rules are basically the same as in the first round. Serious injury or falling off the arena means defeat, and the opponent's life is not allowed.
"Wang Hui! Wang Hui!" Everyone in the area shouted.
Including the disciples in the third district, they are also encouraging for the unparalleled genius of Xie Feng Hall. At only twenty-two years old, he is already at the ninth level of the Qiyun stage. He is likely to become the youngest Feizhou strongman in Xie Feng Hall. In the future
Extraordinary achievements.
On the contrary, the disciples in District 2 remained silent.
Even though the No. 2 disciple who is fighting Wang Hui is from District 2, everyone knows... there is no suspense in this battle.
"The strongest genius in District 1." Lin Feng's eyes flashed.
"It took me seven months to integrate the secrets of a set of sword techniques."
"Practice the Holy Qi of Light, and... the Holy Qi of Wood, a kind of energy of heaven and earth, a kind of energy of the five elements. Light is more important than speed, more important than power; wood is more important for assistance and more important for defense."
Lin Feng looked at the competition ring. In just five seconds, Wang Hui had already won. It was not that his opponents were weak. Those who could advance to the second round were at least Qiyun Stage 4, but Wang Hui was at Qiyun Stage 9.
The existence of hierarchy means that hierarchy is completely suppressed.
"I haven't seen the Holy Qi of Wood used yet."
"But his holy energy of light is at the same level as my holy energy of Yaoguang."
"Moreover, his sword skills are extremely light and brisk, and he explodes with power at the speed of the sword. The fusion of sword moves should be the same."
Lin Feng nodded.
For the time being, this is all that can be seen.
After all, the battle ended too quickly. As Wang Hui advanced, the fifth group of battles began immediately. Lin Feng scanned the four arenas and paid attention to every battle. For him, this was a good learning opportunity, especially most of the battles.
Disciple, the realm of swordsmanship is the ninth realm.
Like Wang Hui, he is a great achiever in the ninth level.
Watching them fight, you can see the use of many secrets and the exquisite sword skills, which makes you feel deeply.
"See how careful you are in preparing your disciples."
"That means he is studying his opponents for the next round. How can he not be serious?"
"Hahaha!"
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In the third area, there were constant jeers.
Lin Feng turned a blind eye and watched the evenly matched battles. He gained a lot, especially his understanding of the sword realm. After repeated discussions with Brother Li and Wang Shen, his sword skill realm has now reached the peak of the eighth realm, which is far away.
There is only one opportunity left to break through the ninth realm.
"Oh?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
As the group battles progressed, the schedule soon passed halfway, and the strongest player in the second district, ‘Iron Meteor’, appeared on the stage.
At thirty years old, he is much more mature than other disciples. His sword skills are mature and decisive, and he is as stable as Mount Tai. He can also directly crush his opponents to win. Especially his sword skills, which are arrogant to all the participating disciples, touched Lin Feng's heart again and again. In terms of combat strength,
, at the eighth level of the Qiyun stage, he was only slightly inferior to Wang Hui.
Sword skills, the pinnacle of the ninth realm!
"After three games, I can fight him!" Lin Feng is looking forward to it.
soon
After each battle, the promotion spots appear one by one.
We finally reached the end of the second round, which was the last battle.
"No. 31 Wang Zhihong, versus No. 32 Lin Feng!" Protector Dongxie's voice resounded loudly.