Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1952 Vegetable chickens peck each other! (2 more)
Time passed little by little, one game after another was going on, the first round of the game, a total of 21 games, plus a lucky bye, it means that the fighters who entered the second round, There were only 22 people in total.

"Okay, today's competition is all over, the remaining 22 players, go back and prepare for tomorrow's competition."

Tie Kunlun came off the court again, and shouted loudly: "Tomorrow, the 22nd Jinshi! Because there are more people left this year than in previous years, and there is actually one more person in the second round, so after deliberations by the elders of various clans, it was decided to draw lots to select one person." As a temporary elimination quota."

"Temporary elimination quota?"

Everyone was stunned, and someone couldn't help asking: "What is temporary elimination?"

"Yeah, if you are eliminated, you will be eliminated. What else is temporary or not?"

"Quiet!" Tie Kunlun frowned, and shouted, everyone immediately felt that their eardrums were burst, and quickly closed their mouths.

Tie Kunlun snorted coldly, and then continued: "The selected contestant needs to challenge one of the remaining ten fighters. If he wins the battle, he will replace the opponent, but there is only one chance. Similarly, Those who are defeated can also have a chance to challenge others!"

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that such a rule is relatively fair to a certain extent.

"Okay, everyone can go back!"

As Tie Kunlun's voice fell, the contestants who hadn't been eliminated returned to their rooms. As for the warriors who came to watch the battle, they could only reluctantly leave Xuanjian Villa.

The night is getting darker.

Ling Feng sat cross-legged in the room, and began to digest the experience of the twenty-odd battles during the day.

"Xuanyuan Yu's opponent is only half, so he didn't reveal much strength. However, if he meets this person, I'm afraid he will have to use some cards. There is also that Chu Chaonan, who seems to have only used basic swordsmanship and easily defeated him. Opponents. After all, it’s only the first round, and everyone has retained their strength.”

Ling Feng squinted his eyes, he could have such strength with only basic swordsmanship, this Chu Chaonan might be more difficult to deal with than Xuanyuan Yu.

All in all, this rookie swordsman list is much more interesting than I imagined!

"Blade-attaching secret technique, void ten thousand feet..."

Ling Feng took a deep breath, got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, and soon sank into the state of comprehension.

……

Early the next morning, the second round of the rookie swordsman ranking competition was held as scheduled.

"First round of the second round: Zhao Long vs. Wang Yun!"

After Xuanyuan Patriarch Xuanyuan Longteng said a few words, Ling Feng had seen both Zhao Long and Wang Yun's previous matches, which was not bad, and they both had considerable strength to be able to enter the second round.

"It will probably take a lot of effort for these two to decide the winner," Ling Feng thought secretly.

After Zhao Long and Wang Yun entered the arena, they clasped their fists together and saluted each other, and then fought to one place. For a moment, the shadow of the sword flickered, and there was a slight sharp sound of tearing the air.

The two swordsmanship attainments are equal, so the battle is almost equal, it is difficult to distinguish between top and bottom, and it seems very fierce.

"Brother Ling, guess who will win this time?"

Xiao Juanyun saw Ling Feng's godlike prediction yesterday, but today he still does not give up, and wants to see Ling Feng's vision again.

"Wang Yun."

Ling Feng smiled faintly, and whispered two words.

"Wang Yun?"

Xiao Juanyun suddenly stared at the two sides who were fighting on the stage, couldn't help but shook his head and muttered: "I said Brother Ling, isn't that right? Then Wang Yun's rhythm has been completely disrupted by Zhao Long, it can be said that Zhao Long Leading the way, whether it is swordsmanship or bodywork, it has begun to become messy, don't tell me, this is also deliberately showing off loopholes to lure the enemy into deep?"

"No, there is a kind of battle called, chicken pecking at each other."

Ling Feng stretched out his index finger, shook it lightly, and said lightly: "You only saw that Wang Yun's rhythm was disrupted, but you didn't notice that Zhao Long also became aggressive because he discovered Wang Yun's flaws. In the midst of it, he showed his sharpness. But he didn't notice that his current attack method is the method that Wang Yun is best at dealing with. If I read correctly, after the seven moves, after Zhao Long performed that move again, he turned around and slashed The time is when he loses."

"Isn't it?"

Xiao Juanyun's eyelids twitched, and he carefully watched the moves of the two on stage.

one move!
Two strokes!

Finally, at the eighth move, Zhao Long jumped up like a dragon going out to sea, turned around and slashed at Wang Yun with a sword.

However, Wang Yun suddenly faced Zhao Long when there was no time left, and smashed Zhao Long's abdomen with the hilt of his sword.

boom!
Zhao Long's body was sent flying, and he fell heavily under the ring.

"Wang Yun, win!"

The referee loudly announced the result of the competition. Although Zhao Long was unwilling, he had already fallen into the ring and completely lost his qualification for the competition.

"God... God!"

Xiao Juanyun stared at Ling Feng incredulously, and gave him a thumbs up.

If it is said that predicting the outcome of the game can be relied on, but even the first few moves and every move can be clearly analyzed, which is a bit against the sky.

"Brother Ling, you're not the kind of guy who gets reborn after being taken away by an old monster, right?"

Xiao Juanyun stared at Ling Feng solemnly, and said in a deep voice, "You can just say it straight, my heart is strong enough to bear it!"

(End of this chapter)