At this moment, the wind moved violently, there was a sword cry, and the sword was unsheathed.
Not many people saw clearly how he drew his sword. Most people only heard a sword cry, and then saw a white sword light flashing in the air.
Then, everyone saw that the dense sword energy that Sun Guang slashed out suddenly disappeared without a trace. Then, Sun Guang let out a muffled groan, flew far away, and fell on the fighting platform.
what happened?
Many people looked at each other, not knowing what happened because it happened so fast.
Many people only saw Sun Guang launch an attack, and then saw a flash of sword light, and Sun Guang flew out.
"What... happened? Has Sun Guang been defeated?"
Beside him, Pang Shi was speechless.
Huachi also looked puzzled.
"Yes, Sun Guang was defeated. He was defeated by Feng Xinglie's sword. You see, there is a wound on Sun Guang's chest."
Lu Ming answered.
The people next to Lu Ming quickly looked around, and sure enough they saw a deep sword mark on Sun Guang's chest, with blood flowing out continuously.
Others didn't see it clearly, but Lu Ming saw it clearly just now. Just now, Feng Xinglie drew his sword, drew it out, and defeated all Sun Guang's attacks with one sword, leaving a wound on Sun Guang's chest.
"What a fast sword and such strong attack power."
Lu Ming's eyes flickered, and he was a little surprised.
He concluded that the sword skills performed by Feng Xinglie were definitely Xuan-level martial arts.
On the fighting platform, Sun Guang struggled to get up, with a look of horror on his face. He cupped his fists and said, "I lost. Thank you, Junior Brother Feng, for showing mercy."
He knew that if Feng Xinglie hadn't withdrawn part of his strength just now, he would have died.
"Accept!" Feng Xinglie cupped his fists.
Sun Guang didn't say much, turned around and got off the fighting platform, disappearing without a trace.
If he loses the battle, his previous achievements will be canceled and need to be accumulated again.
At this time, the middle-aged referee stepped forward and announced: "In this battle, Feng Xing won the battle fiercely and was listed on the bronze list."
As the referee made the announcement, the scene became noisy.
"It's a success. Feng Xinglie is a success. As a new disciple who has started in the past two years, he is the first to successfully hit the bronze list. It can be said that he is the representative of the new disciples in the past two years."
"Awesome, Feng Xinglie is so amazing. In less than two years since he started, he has already entered the bronze rankings. He is indeed the Rookie King. Apart from him, other people who have started in the past two years will have to wait at least half a year to reach the top.
It may hit the bronze list.”
"Yes, Feng Xinglie is the most powerful rookie king in the past."
"Do you think he will continue to challenge?"
"I really hope he continues to challenge. Have you seen that more than half of the geniuses who are ranked thirty or above on the bronze list are here."
There were voices of admiration all around, and beside Lu Ming, Pang Shi also had an excited look on his face.
"One day, I can also be on the bronze list!"
Huachi clenched his fists and said confidently.
"Nude, I believe you can do it. You and Senior Brother Lu are both fine. I don't know if I will have a chance in this life."
Pang Shi said longingly.
Lu Ming patted Pang Shi on the shoulder, smiled and said: "Da Shitou, if you work so hard, you can definitely do it."
When Pang Shi first started, he was at the ninth level of martial arts. After more than half a year of training, he had reached the peak of the first level of martial arts.
Although the speed of his cultivation is not fast, he takes it one step at a time and has a very solid foundation.
On the battlefield, the middle-aged referee asked: "Feng Xinglie, your current ranking on the bronze list is fifty-seventh. You have the qualifications to challenge the geniuses on the bronze list. Do you want to continue to challenge?"
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Xinglie, and they were all curious, would he continue to challenge?
Feng Xinglie didn't answer, he seemed to be thinking.
"Who do you think Feng Xinglie will challenge if he continues to challenge?"
"It's hard to say, but he will definitely challenge those ranked 45 or higher on the bronze list, because this group of people belong to the same level."
"Yes, and if he wants to fight today, he can only challenge the bronze list geniuses who are here today. Look, Duanmuhu is ranked 55th, Yao Tianyu is ranked 51st, and Yanxu is ranked 50th.
Forty-eight-year-old Jidong is at the scene, and he is most likely to challenge them."
There were bursts of discussion and speculation all around.
"Yao Tianyu?"
Lu Ming's eyes moved, and he followed the gazes of others, and sure enough, he saw Yao Tianyu in the stands in the east direction.
Yao Tianyu crossed his arms and sat there calmly, calm and relaxed.
Beside him, there were more than a dozen minions.
Like He Tie, the young man in red robe, etc., they are all old faces.
"Senior Brother Yao, do you think Feng Xinglie will challenge you?"
a young man asked.
"have no idea!"
Yao Tianyu responded calmly.
"Then, if Feng Xinglie challenges Senior Brother Yao, will Senior Brother Yao be confident?"
The young man asked again.
"Although Feng Xinglie's Guiyuan Sword is powerful, it is not enough to challenge me!"
Yao Tianyu replied confidently.
"That's natural. How can this Feng Xinglie be Senior Brother Yao's opponent? If he challenges Senior Brother Yao without overestimating his abilities, then he is looking for abuse."
The young man in red robe immediately sent him a bunch of flattery.
Yao Tianyu smiled slightly and looked at the battle platform below.
...
On the battlefield, Feng Xinglie thought for a while and replied: "I choose to continue the challenge."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the audience instantly exploded. Everyone was staring at Feng Xinglie to see who he would challenge.
Feng Xinglie's eyes roamed the stands for a week, and then his eyes fell on the western stands.
"Duanmuhu, come down and fight!"
Feng Xinglie said loudly.
In the western stands, a burly young man stood up with a gloomy face and said, "Feng Xinglie, are you sure you want to challenge me?"
"certainly!"
The wind is coming.
"Haha, okay, Feng Xinglie, I will make you regret your choice!"
Duanmuhu laughed angrily.
It is not a glorious thing to be challenged by someone who has just made it to the bronze list. On the contrary, it is a shameful thing.
It's very simple. Being challenged means that you are weak and you are looked down upon.
Whoa...
Duanmuhu jumped down from the stands and made several vertical leaps, spanning a distance of a hundred and dozens of meters, to the battlefield.
The speed of his movement is no weaker than that of Sun Guang before.
The two stood opposite each other.
"I really didn't expect that Feng Xinglie would actually challenge Duanmuhu. Now it's interesting."
Not far from Lu Ming, an old disciple in his twenties said.
"Oh? Why is it interesting?"
Others asked one after another.
Even Lu Ming, Pang Shi and others also looked at him.
Seeing that he had attracted so many people at once, this old disciple felt quite proud and looked very proud.
He coughed dryly and said: "You should have seen just now that Feng Xinglie's sword technique is very fast, and the power that bursts out instantly is extremely powerful. This kind of sword technique is a Xuan-level low-grade martial skill, "Guiyuan Sword"."
"This kind of sword technique is extremely powerful, but it has a drawback. It consumes a lot of energy. If you can't defeat the enemy with one sword strike, you will be in danger."
Lu Ming nodded in his mind, this Guiyuan Sword was quite similar to the Gang Fire Spear Technique's 'Explosion' move.