Not long after, five challenge matches were held in a row. Murong Yunqing was always in a wait-and-see mode, and no one challenged her.
However, there is nothing surprising about this. In the previous group matches, Murong Yunqing's strength was no weaker than that of the superpowers in the late Eighth Heavenly Stage.
Especially her two battles with Blood Robe Li Fei and Yi Jian Xu San made her famous, catching up with the top three seed players. Some people have even mentioned her to the same level as Ye Wuming. Such a powerful strength
, who will challenge her?
"Is there anyone else who needs to challenge? If not, this elite sword discussion meeting will end here!"
Ying Tian's voice rang out in the field. After five consecutive challenges, all the weaker ones among the top 20 have been challenged, and the remaining ones are almost all strong ones. In this way, the challenge
The difficulty is getting bigger and bigger.
Murong Yunqing focused his attention on one person, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. The Demon Sect Saint, Zhong Limeng, who was ranked fifth among the seed players and had reached the late eighth heaven in cultivation, still had no challenge.
In the previous round of the top 20 qualifiers, Murong Yunqing's opponent was Zhong Limeng. It was only Zhong Limeng's voluntary abstention that saved Murong Yunqing from a fierce battle.
Even so, Murong Yunqing never felt that Zhong Limeng was afraid of him.
The Demon Sect is famous for being ruthless and a place where the weak prey on the strong. To be able to flourish in such a place full of cruelty, blood and ambition, and even be elected as a saint, Zhongli Meng's methods and strength are revealed.
One can imagine.
"Lord Yingtian, please wait!"
At this moment, a soft, charming and charming voice sounded, and it was Zhong Limeng who spoke.
Her voice seemed to be filled with endless charm and indescribable tenderness. After hearing Zhongli Meng's voice, many male practitioners in the audience couldn't help but look crazy.
"Master Yingtian, this little girl is not talented, but she also wants to challenge herself."
Murong Yunqing was slightly stunned and called herself a crow's mouth. She really did whatever came to her mind. She was just thinking about Zhongli Meng, but unexpectedly, Zhongli Meng had already spoken.
Ying Tian's eyes fell on Zhong Limeng, his expression unchanged: "Who do you want to challenge?"
Zhongli Meng smiled sweetly, and the laughter seemed extremely pure, but when Murong Yunqing listened carefully, it seemed to have some kind of charm.
Being able to integrate two extreme feelings into every move, this charming method made Murong Yunqing's heart tremble, and his estimation of Zhongli Meng's strength reached a new level.
Zhong Limeng smiled and glanced at the top 20 contestants one by one. When her eyes intertwined with Murong Yunqing's, Murong Yunqing's heart tightened again, secretly awe-inspiring.
She had played against Zhong Limeng before in the qualifiers for the top 20, but Zhong Limeng voluntarily gave up, which allowed her to advance smoothly.
At this time, Murong Yunqing would not be surprised at all if Zhong Limeng challenged himself. Even in the top 20 qualifiers, when Zhong Limeng gave up, Murong Yunqing was already ready to fight against his opponent in the challenge.
preparation.
After all, the rules of the game are there. If both sides really suffer in the qualifiers, it will not be beneficial to anyone. In this way, Murong Yunqing felt that if he were from Zhongli Meng’s perspective, he would probably do the same.
Choose to give up for now.
When snipes and clams fight, the fisherman will gain.
After all, there is another challenge match later. The temporary success or failure of the preliminaries is nothing. As long as you can challenge the opponent again in the subsequent challenge matches and win, then not only will your reputation not be affected,
, but it has many benefits!
Just when Murong Yunqing felt that Zhong Limeng was about to challenge him
, Zhong Limeng's eyes moved away from Murong Yunqing, and after that, Zhong Limeng suddenly looked to the other side and said softly: "Master Ying Tian, I want to challenge her!"
As he spoke, Zhong Limeng raised a slender finger and pointed it straight at someone in the field.
Everyone looked in the direction of Zhongli Meng's finger. When they saw the person Zhongli Meng was pointing to, including Murong Yunqing, their expressions all changed. But then, most people's eyes became a little confused.
Weird and come alive.
Fu Yingxuan!
A super genius from the rising power of God, he has a vicious reputation in the underground world, and is known as the Blood Rose. He is a super killer who has successfully assassinated top powerful men.
In this elite sword competition, Fu Yingxuan's seed player ranking was second only to Ye Wuming, the chief disciple of Kunlun Temple.
Such a character is almost destined to be in the top 20, and Zhong Limeng chose her as his opponent in this challenge where there is only one chance. This is really beyond everyone's expectations.
Even Ying Tian, who was the referee, showed a look of surprise when he saw that the opponent Zhong Limeng challenged turned out to be Fu Yingxuan.
Fu Yingxuan stood on one side of the venue. Today, she was wearing a tight-fitting black dress. Although this kind of dress was not charming and lacked the charm and softness of many young women, it made her exquisite curves fully visible.
It made her look like she was extremely capable and unusually courageous.
As a killer, this kind of outfit is her most commonly used, and it is also the outfit that best displays her strength in battle.
Fu Yingxuan did not speak when she heard that Zhong Limeng's challenge was actually her.
Her face was covered with a layer of black gauze, making it impossible to see her expression clearly, but judging from her unwavering eyes, it seemed that she did not take this challenge to heart.
Noticing that the referee Ying Tian's eyes were on her, Fu Yingxuan still did not speak, but answered everyone's gaze with her own actions. Fu Yingxuan stretched out her hand, slowly pulled out the Dark Soul Blade tied to the outside of her thigh, and held the knife
, step forward!
On the ring, Zhong Limeng and Fu Yingxuan stood ten feet apart. Although the two did not take action, the environment that had become somewhat noisy due to Zhong Limeng's challenge suddenly became strangely quiet at this moment.
An indescribable sense of depression spread from the center of the two of them. The practitioners who were below the eighth level of heaven only felt a sense of depression in their hearts, as if something was pressing on their hearts.
"Blood Rose!" Zhong Limeng suddenly spoke: "Do you know why I want to challenge you?"
Fu Yingxuan was slightly startled. She really didn't expect Zhong Limeng to ask such a question. Listening to the other party's words, it seemed that he was challenging herself. It was not a spur of the moment, but rather a deliberate move.
However, Fu Yingxuan was not interested in these. As a killer, silence had become her instinct. Therefore, she did not answer Zhong Limeng's words, but just tightened the dagger in her hand as a reply.
When Zhong Limeng saw that Fu Yingxuan was not paying attention to him at all, a stern look flashed in his soft eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Zhong Hao, although I don't like that man very much, and I don't even want to mention this name, but it is undeniable
, he is my father."
Zhong Hao, this name impressed Fu Yingxuan, and the impression was very deep.
A year ago, when she had just entered the middle stage of the eighth heaven, she had carried out an assassination mission. That mission was one of the most dangerous missions she had ever carried out, and the target of the mission was none other than Zhong Hao, a
The top master who has already arrived at the early stage of Jiuchongtian.
At that time, she had just entered the middle stage of the eighth heaven. It was almost impossible for her to assassinate a top expert who had been famous for a long time. However, Fu Yingxuan not only accepted the task, but also ended up...
Done.
Although the thrills had cost her her life several times, the result was that she survived and Zhong Hao, a top powerhouse, died.
This incident caused a sensation in the underground world at that time.
Fu Yingxuan was naturally deeply impressed by the first top expert she killed. Perhaps thinking of the thrilling mission at that time, Fu Yingxuan finally spoke, but her words did not sound friendly to everyone.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
After saying these seemingly simple four words, Fu Yingxuan had no intention of lingering any longer.
She is a killer, an assassin, and an executioner hiding in the night.
She has no interest in standing on the stage and letting others comment.
Killing and withdrawing, this is the way she should live.
Therefore, at the moment when the sentence was finished but the words had not yet completely fallen, Fu Yingxuan moved.
Fu Yingxuan, who was wearing a black tights, could be seen. With a slight movement of her steps, her whole body turned into a black light, instantly spanning a distance of six to seven feet, and rushed straight towards Zhongli Meng.
Although Fu Yingxuan is an assassin, it does not mean that her frontal combat ability is weak. Otherwise, how can she kill the top strong men?
Fu Yingxuan galloped past the field, and the ten-foot distance from Zhongli Meng was now more than half in an instant. At this moment, Fu Yingxuan's Soul-Destroying Blade slid past in the air, and a cold black sword light passed directly across it.
The remaining distance was a straight cut through Zhong Limeng.
And it was at this time that Zhongli Meng, who had always performed mediocrely in this elite sword competition, finally showed her extraordinary fighting ability as a Saint of the Demon Sect and as the fifth seed player.
When Zhong Limeng faced Fu Yingxuan's lightning-fast blow, he sneered and actually advanced instead of retreating. He raised his lotus steps slightly and took a step forward.
For some reason, when she took this step, the original black lightning-like sword light seemed to be disturbed by some mysterious force, and it slightly shifted its direction.
It was this slight deviation in direction that directly caused Fu Yingxuan's sword to miss, grazing Zhong Limeng's body and narrowly passing by.
Murong Yunqing looked at the battle and narrowed his eyes slightly. Fu Yingxuan's plan of sword light was not as simple as it seemed.
Even from such a long distance, Murong Yunqing could clearly feel the terrifying energy contained in the sword light. Coupled with the lightning-fast speed, if he had to deal with it by himself, although he would not be defeated, he would not be defeated.
Murong Yunqing thought that he still couldn't do it like Zhong Limeng, who could quietly and simply resolve such a fierce attack.
Thinking of this, Murong Yunqing couldn't help but concentrate again.
Although one move cannot represent the entirety of a person, as the saying goes, you can see the leopard through the tube. From this simple action, it is not difficult to infer that the strength of the two people on the field is definitely not inferior to your own.
However, after reaching this conclusion, Murong Yunqing was not discouraged. On the contrary, her fighting spirit was also stimulated.
Although her previous exchange with Dugu Sheng did not give her any insights into her cultivation, it gave her an extremely firm cultivation state of mind.
Although the two people in the field have no direct conflict with him, they have different beliefs and different camps. They will inevitably become opposites in the future. Whether they are gods or the Demon Sect Taixu Castle, their behavior is too unscrupulous.
There is an inherent opposition between the Dragon Group and the Dragon Group.
Even the Demon Sect Taixu Castle was expelled by the Dragon Group just because it acted too unscrupulously!
Murong Yunqing believed that sooner or later there would be a battle between him and them. And the current situation was an excellent opportunity to understand the strength of his opponent.