In this way, Lu Ming also won the victory and entered the thirty-sixth place, scoring two hundred points for the Fengdu Sword Sect.
Game, continue!
Han Feng and Yan Zi also took turns to fight.
Han Feng was very strong and defeated his opponent without too much effort.
But Yanzi was not that strong. He met a quasi-emperor genius and was defeated by him.
Soon after, all thirty-six games were over.
In the Fengdu Sword Sect, the two of them entered the thirty-sixth place, with a score of about 1,200 points.
As for Tianhong Sect, five people entered the thirty-sixth place and were still far ahead, with points reaching 2,900 points.
The worst thing is that only one person qualified. In this round, only one person was eliminated.
As a result, this force is destined to be at the bottom.
At the end of this round, the Fengdu Sword Sect ranked tenth among the eighteen forces.
Black Blood Palace is slightly better, ranked ninth.
Next, the thirty-six victorious people will compete to determine the eighteenth place.
Those who reach the 18th place can each get another 300 points.
The rules are the same as before.
Leader Tianhong divided the thirty-six people into two groups. One group carved their names on bamboo sticks and put them in an iron box, and asked the other group to draw lots. Whoever was drawn would fight against him.
This time, Lu Ming was still the one drawn.
The two seeded contestants, the genius of the Ziying tribe and the genius of the Storm tribe, also became the ones drawn.
"Okay, let's start drawing lots!"
Leader Tianhong announced.
The eighteen people who drew lots looked at each other, and for a while, no one came forward.
Without him, two powerful monsters from the Ziying Tribe and the Storm Tribe are being drawn. If they are drawn, wouldn't they vomit blood?
"Let me do it!"
At this time, a figure walked up.
Korean style!
The first one to come out to draw lots was Han Feng.
He walked to the iron box, reached in and pulled out a bamboo stick. He looked at the name on the bamboo stick and his face started to look slightly startled, then revealed a playful smile and a cold murderous intent.
"Who did he draw?"
Many people became curious.
Han Feng looked at Lu Ming and revealed the name on the bamboo stick in his hand.
"Muyun!"
Han Feng slowly spit out a name.
"Mu Yun was drawn!"
In the Fengdu Sword Sect area, Qi Ping's eyes suddenly lit up.
Qi Ping knew very well that Han Feng wanted to kill Lu Ming.
As long as Lu Ming dares to fight Han Feng, then Han Feng can kill Lu Ming.
As for both of them being members of the Fengdu Sword Sect, if they meet together, it will be very detrimental to the Fengdu Sword Sect. He doesn't care. What does it have to do with him?
As long as Lu Ming dies, it will be fine. After Lu Ming dies, the world of Fengdu Sword Sect will still be his from now on. He will still be the number one person in Fengdu Sword Sect, and he can win whatever he wants.
"Damn, how could this happen?"
Headmaster Wang's face was extremely gloomy.
The same is true for other elders of Fengdu Sword Sect.
From their point of view, they were least willing to let Lu Ming and Han Feng get together.
If two people collide, one of them will be eliminated without fighting.
This is extremely detrimental to the Fengdu Sword Sect.
Of course, the benefits are not useless. One of them is destined to enter the top 18 and get 300 points.
But the ambition of Master Wang and others does not stop there. He also wants both Lu Ming and Han Feng to enter the top eighteen.
“Good luck!”
Lu Ming showed a smile.
Han Feng targeted him everywhere and showed his murderous intentions unscrupulously. Lu Ming also wanted to get rid of Han Feng.
There's just no chance.
Now, the opportunity has come.
After Han Feng was eliminated in an honest duel, the Sacred Heart clan behind him was too embarrassed to say anything.
The premise is that Han Feng will not admit defeat before the fight begins.
"I didn't expect you would hit me!"
Lu Ming spoke, his eyes falling on Han Feng.
"My luck has always been good!"
Han Feng said, his eyes cold.
All around, people from other forces, especially those from the Black Blood Palace, looked at Lu Ming and Han Feng as if they were watching a good show.
A discerning person would know at a glance that Lu Ming and Han Feng were in conflict.
It's interesting for a powerful person to have conflicts and bump into each other in this kind of competition.
Headmaster Wang also had a headache.
He was really afraid that both Lu Ming and Han Feng would be injured, which would affect the rest of the game.
However, he couldn't suppress these two people. One was a peerless evildoer with unpredictable origins, and the other was a top genius from the list of thousands of races in the ancient world. Neither of them left him alone.
Headmaster Wang really felt that it was too difficult for him.
"Really? Come on then!"
Lu Ming stepped forward and came to the fighting platform.
Han Feng also moved and appeared on the battlefield, facing Lu Ming from a distance.
"You can admit defeat now before it's too late. Take action later. The sword has no eyes, and death and injury are inevitable!"
Han Feng spoke quickly, hoping to use these words to arouse Lu Ming so that Lu Ming would not give up easily.
"Dude, why are you stealing my lines?"
Lu Ming really wanted to say this to Han Feng.
Because he was also preparing to use these words to provoke Han Feng, hoping that Han Feng would not give up easily, but he did not expect that Han Feng would speak in advance.
But this is fine, Lu Ming can counterattack.
"I'm giving in. It doesn't exist. I'm afraid you'll give in before you even make two moves!"
Lu Ming said calmly.
"Hahaha, I give up? You are really naive, if I give up..."
Han Feng laughed.
"If I give up, I will destroy my cultivation!"
Provoked by Lu Ming, Han Feng couldn't help but blurt out.
"Okay, it's a deal!"
Lu Ming quickly made a decision.
"I..."
Han Feng was stunned and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Especially when he saw Lu Ming's expression, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
Could it be that Lu Ming could really deal with him?
"No, how can this kid defeat me?"
Han Feng shook his head and shook the unrealistic thoughts out of his mind.
"let's start!"
Leader Tianhong announced the start of the game.
boom!
As soon as Master Tianhong finished speaking, Han Feng burst out with bright light, and a bright sword light emerged.
This is his original secret technique.
"Heart-killing Sword!"
Han Feng shouted, and a sword light stabbed Lu Ming at an astonishing speed.
Lu Ming was not afraid at all, and pointed his finger like a sword, sword light burst out from the sword finger, and slashed towards Han Feng with one sword.
"You actually took my heart-killing sword forcefully, you are really looking for death, okay!"
When Han Feng saw Lu Ming slashing at him with his sword, he was not surprised but happy.
His Heart-Destroying Sword is no ordinary sword attack. It can go straight to the enemy's heart and destroy it.
boom!
The attacks of Lu Ming and Han Feng collided, and sword energy overflowed.
Suddenly, Lu Ming felt a strange energy in Han Feng's sword light, rushing directly into his body and rushing towards his heart.
puff!
Lu Ming's heart was pierced by this sword light, creating a hole.
When one's cultivation has reached the realms of God King and God Lord, even if the physical body is beaten to pieces, as long as the soul is immortal, it can still recover.