After Desert spit out these two words, all the young masters participating in this competition looked at the ring at the same time.
At this time, Xia Zhongtian, the leader of the Qingcheng faction and the commander-in-chief of the Capital Military Region, walked up to a group of young masters holding a lottery box.
"number 3!"
Wu Sha drew a ball, raised his hand and shook it: "My opponent should be No. 48, right?"
"Damn, look who is so unlucky and can draw 48."
"We're going to face Wu Sha right from the start. We don't need to fight at all and just admit defeat."
"It was number one on the Heavenly Ranking last year."
Just because Wu Sha drew a number, he put a lot of psychological pressure on other young people.
"Hey, I drew No. 1."
Immediately, Liu Jinglong also drew his own number and laughed and said: "I successfully avoided Wu Sha. Who is my opponent? Where is the number 50?"
"Cio, it's the bastard who beats the sap."
"He's paralyzed. Please God bless me and let me be drawn to No. 50! My brother was eliminated because of his sap. I want to beat him to death in the ring."
"Damn, I also want to draw number 50. I'm still confident of dealing with this bastard who only knows how to knock sap."
For a time, at least one-third of the masters cast unkind glances at Liu Jinglong.
"I won't smoke anymore."
When Xia Zhongtian took the lottery box and walked up to Yang Xueting, Yang Xueting actually took half a step back.
This move attracted everyone's attention to her.
Yang Xueting turned to look at Su Haoran and said loudly: "I want to challenge..."
"I want to challenge Yang Xueting."
Before Yang Xueting could finish speaking, Guo Qiaowei suddenly stood up, and her cold eyes that seemed to be indifferent to everything were locked on Yang Xueting.
"Damn it, are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?" Yang Xueting's eyes instantly ignited with anger.
Guo Qiaowei said calmly: "I know you want to challenge Haoran, but you are not worthy."
"I am the first to challenge..."
"You didn't say who you were challenging, but I called your name. The person being challenged cannot refuse."
The two women faced each other tit for tat, and suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.
"The drawing continues."
Desert said: "The challengers will go up to the ring to compete first. After the challenge and duel is over, they will take the stage starting from No. 1."
Whoosh!
Guo Qiaowei tapped her toes and jumped onto the ring like a white elf.
"Hmph! Once one of the Eight Horsemen of the North was just a minor character, but today I will teach you how to behave."
Yang Xueting flew up and showed her long sword in mid-air.
When her feet stepped onto the ring, the sharp sword tip was already piercing Guo Qiaowei's throat.
The first move was a killing move. Although there was no real killing intent in Yang Xueting's eyes, her eyes were extremely cold. Even though she had suffered a loss from Guo Qiaowei in the audience just now, she still looked down on someone who had no capital to be on the list.
people.
At this time, Guo Qiaowei was extremely strong. She tilted her body slightly to one side and stabbed the sharp sword in front of him. Even though the blade was less than three centimeters away from her small chin, she remained calm.
On the surface, Yang Xueting looked down on Guo Qiaowei with her words, but Guo Qiaowei looked down on her with her actions.
"Go to hell."
Yang Xueting saw Guo Qiaowei's disdain for her from her eyes, and suddenly her heart became angry. She turned her wrist, swept the sword across, and wiped Guo Qiaowei's throat.
Guo Qiaowei moved half a step to the left, leaned back with her soft body, and watched the sword pass in front of her, her eyes still as calm as water.
"Look at my Emei Six Yin and Six Yang Extermination Sword Techniques!"
Yang Xueting's two swords were in the air, and suddenly her sword moves changed. The long sword seemed to frighten a snake out of its hole, and thirteen swords were drawn out in an instant.
The sword with a cold light shrouded Guo Qiaowei's shoulders, heart, and both sides.
Ribs, knees and hips...
"Ouch! This little girl has practiced the Emei Extermination Sword Technique so well!"
"It seems that Emei has a successor. With such a powerful sword, let alone the masters of the younger generation, it will be difficult for us older generations to cope with it."
"The Six Yin and Six Yang Extermination Sword Technique is not only very lethal, but also the sword moves are elegant and agile, and the actual martial arts is like dancing. It is really the perfect artistic killing method among martial arts."
Just because of the thirteen sword rays wielded by Yang Xueting, at least six or seven big shots in the audience were stunned and sincerely expressed their admiration.
Mrs. Nie said proudly: "Of course, my beloved disciple's strength has improved rapidly over the past year. Once this set of swordsmanship is fully demonstrated, among the younger generation, no matter who she faces, she will be able to stand firm.
A place of defeat.”
"I don't think so!"
Su Haoran said calmly: "Although this set of sword moves is sharp and sharp, it must be supported by strong skills. In my opinion, Yang Xueting's skills are still too weak to fully display the illegal essence of this set of swords."
when!
Just as Su Haoran said, Guo Qiaowei on the stage avoided the twelve swords with the agility of an immortal. Finally, she waved her hand and slapped the side of the long sword, which shocked Yang Xueting and took three or four steps back.
Just because of this move, Master Nie, who had been proudly praising her disciple just now, instantly pursed her lips and shut up.
The big guys who were praising Yang Xueting just now also stopped talking.
Whoa!
On the ring, Guo Qiaowei made a smooth right hand and took the Roland Sword that Su Haoran gave her.
The cold and dazzling light of this magical sword flows in Guo Qiaowei's hand, which sets off her world-famous and independent goddess temperament, showing a charm that is better than mine.
She glanced sideways at Yang Xueting and said calmly: "Although your swordsmanship is fierce, it only has its form but not its spirit in your hands. Take a look at my swordsmanship."
"Stop bragging. A little character who only knows how to use poison dares to preach in front of me." Yang Xueting's mentality changed. She couldn't defeat her opponent with her sword continuously, which made her angry and irritable.
Whoosh!
She pointed her sword at Guo Qiaowei. On the surface, it was a stabbing movement, but in fact, she fired seven swords in an instant. The seven swords were superimposed and moved forward, and the sword radiance was shining brightly.
"pretty!"
"A series of seven thorns, one sword actually contains the fusion power of three yin and four yang."
"It's really not a wise choice to challenge the heirs of the traditional sect. I'm afraid this Guo Qiaowei is in danger."
The big guys in the audience once again praised Yang Xueting's sword moves, and some even began to explicitly disparage Guo Qiaowei, believing that the winner was decided.
However, Guo Qiao jumped up like an immortal, holding a sword in both hands and slashing downwards.
She did not take Yang Xueting's sword forcefully, but she swung her sword four times in a row, like whipping a trapped beast. The sword light struck hard on Yang Xueting's long sword.
when!
The sharp blades clashed, and Yang Xueting's seemingly powerful three yin and four yang swords were unexpectedly broken.
The continuous downward slashing force destroyed the forward thrust speed of the long sword, and even made Yang Xueting's wrist tremble, and her body involuntarily took two and a half steps across.
"It's over." Guo Qiaowei's figure fell, and she held the sword in both hands and slashed down.
"It's time to end, I still have a back-up move with this sword."
A ruthless look flashed in Yang Xueting's eyes, and she swung her sword to slash upwards. A sword beam seemed to pierce the sky, drawing a line of will that would never stop.
"Sword Intent!"
"Oh my god, this little girl Emei actually understood the meaning of the sword."
"The victory or defeat has been decided. We are both warriors using swords, and the sword's will determines everything."
Looking at the big guys giving advice, Su Haoran's lips curved up with a hint of ridicule.
when!
The two swords clashed together.
Those big guys who claimed that Yang Xueting would win suddenly had their pupils dilated to the limit.
They saw that the Roland's Sword in Guo Qiaowei's hand suddenly erupted with a purple sword light, knocking Yang
The sword light swung by Xueting shattered into pieces.
"Sword intention is also sword intention."
"It's not just the sword's intention, it's the sword's intention that has spirit."
"Oh my god, this Guo Qiaowei is going to be incredible."
The power of this sword actually made big guys like Xia Zhongtian and Li Xiran shine.
Li Song stood next to Su Haoran, clenched his fists and said excitedly: "Miss Qiaowei is too fierce, what kind of sword intent is this?"
Su Haoran said: "Sword intent is also graded. Most people can double the power of the sword because they have a deep understanding of the sword and their persistence in using the sword. This is only the first level of sword intent.
And continuing to improve, the sword intent sublimates, which is called the sword intent ascension to the spirit. The most important thing is..."
"What is it?" Li Song asked anxiously.
Su Haoran tilted his head slightly and said in a low voice: "She is a natural poison spirit. She is an ascended sword spirit and a martial arts creature. She is stronger than an ordinary second-level sword spirit."
Click!
Just as the two were talking, a sudden change occurred on the stage.
Yang Xueting, whose sword light had been shattered, was still fighting Guo Qiaowei with all her strength, but it only lasted less than three seconds when the long sword in her hand broke into three pieces.
The purple sword light slashed into Yang Xueting's chest with a swish sound, shocking her so much that she took three steps back and vomited out a large mouthful of blood.
Guo Qiaowei charged forward, and with a buzzing sound, Roland's sword stabbed Yang Xueting's throat with a swipe.
"I surrender!"
Yang Xueting was finally afraid. Faced with the inevitable situation, she closed her eyes and admitted defeat loudly.
Roland's Sword stopped steadily in front of her throat. Although Yang Xueting closed her eyes, she could feel the cold and sharp tip of the sword almost touching her skin, which scared her back.
Already soaked in cold sweat.
Fortunately, Guo Qiaowei did not kill anyone.
"You win."
Yang Xueting opened her eyes again and saw Guo Qiaowei pointing the sword at her. She said with an unwilling face: "You are proud, you won, why are you pointing the sword at me? How do you want to show off?"
"I'm considering whether to kill you!"
Guo Qiaowei's words scared Yang Xueting to the point where a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
Seeing that Yang Xueting was really scared, Guo Qiaowei suddenly sheathed her sword and said: "Forget it, you are even weaker than me. I won't feel a sense of accomplishment even if I win against you."
snort!
Yang Xueting snorted coldly, turned around and jumped off the ring.
But when she turned around, she saw Master Nie under the ring.
Her master seemed to have aged more than ten years now, and his eyes were full of disappointment when he looked at her.
Originally, he was ranked eighth on the Heavenly Ranking, but now he lost in the first round, which means that he has no chance to even enter the top 26 in this Heavenly Ranking.
Her unwillingness and jealousy suddenly broke out, and she felt that everything she lost was taken away by Guo Qiaowei.
When Yang Xueting's feet were behind her, she suddenly turned her head and said loudly: "I was careless and I underestimated you, so you had a chance to defeat me. But there is one thing, you have no right to say that I am weak. You are called Poison Rose.
But when I paid attention, your poison had no effect on me at all, at least I wasn't poisoned again."
"oh!"
Guo Qiaowei sheathed her sword and walked to the edge of the ring, glanced at Yang Xueting with pity, and then flew down to Su Haoran's side.
"In the first round of the ring battle, Guo Qiaowei won."
At this time, the sound of the desert sounded, officially announcing the result of the battle between the two.
Yang Xueting also walked quickly to the master's side and said with a guilty look on her face: "I'm sorry, master, I lost."
"Forget it, Guo Qiaowei's swordsmanship is very strange. Even my master can't tell what it is. She..."
Ah poof!
Before Master Nie could finish her words, Yang Xueting suddenly spit out blood. Her lips and eyelids instantly turned black. Then she fell to her knees with a plop, put her hands on the ground, and said weakly: "Master, I, I, I'm poisoned again."