Supreme Dragon Soul.

Chapter 361: Rotten Fish and Shrimp! Round !

Since the Xuanyuan Sect disciples and the Lieyun Sect disciples directly admitted defeat in many duels, the following matches proceeded very quickly.

Not long after, the third round of the game ended!

The fourth round follows.

Fifth round!
Round 6!
There were no intense collisions in three consecutive rounds.

When disciples from the Lieyun Sect meet disciples from the Xuanyuan Sect, most of them admit defeat immediately.

However, the strength of the disciples of Xuanyuan Sect is one level lower than that of the disciples of Lieyun Sect.

The vast majority of those who admitted defeat were disciples of Xuanyuan Sect!

This made the people of Lieyun Sect even more unscrupulous, and they did their best to belittle Xuanyuan Sect!
Chen Lingyu and the others felt their blood boiling after hearing this, but they were helpless.

Round seven!
Another disciple from Xuanyuan Sect met a disciple from Lieyun Sect!

It is Lu Chen who is ranked seventh, and his opponent is Zhao Qian who is ranked ninth among the ten outer disciples of Lieyun Sect!
brush!
As soon as the Luoxia Sect elder finished speaking, Zhao Qian had already flashed onto the stage.

Glancing in the direction of Xuanyuan Sect, the burly Zhao Qian crossed his arms and smiled proudly:
"No one dares to fight. Are you all cowards in Xuanyuan Sect? I think you should just change your name to Guiyuan Sect!"

As soon as these words were spoken, laughter broke out everywhere.

"you!"

Lu Chen stood up excitedly.

Luo Cheng looked at Zhao Qian and said, "This man is too strong and full of vitality. I'm afraid he will be difficult to deal with."

"Humph, my Lingfeng Palm has already broken through to the Great Perfection stage. Let's see how many of his palms he can block!"

Lu Chen didn't take Luo Cheng's words to heart at all. He snorted coldly and shouted:
"Don't be so arrogant, I'm here to fight you!"

Luo Cheng frowned, but didn't say anything else.

Lu Chen is a disciple of the Prince Hall. He has done his best to persuade the other party. Since he doesn't listen, it's not his fault.

Boom!

As soon as Lu Chen stepped onto the stage, there was no more nonsense between the two sides, and they immediately started fighting fiercely!
Lu Chen's Lingfeng Palm was indeed extraordinary. The palm power blended into the wind, changing unpredictably, attacking Zhao Qian from all kinds of strange angles!

In contrast, the muscular Zhao Qian just stood there, holding up a layer of light golden energy shield and defending himself with all his strength.

Boom boom boom boom...

The palm wind whistled, and the light golden protective energy on Zhao Qian's body rippled violently like water waves.

"it is good!"

Seeing Lu Chen beating Zhao Qian, Chen Lingyu and others were excited.

Luo Cheng shook his head gently: "Lu Chen is going to lose."

Hearing this, Chen Lingyu turned his gaze and asked in confusion: "Why? Isn't Lu Chen in the upper hand now?"

Luo Cheng said: "Although Lu Chen's Lingfeng Palm is elegant and agile, its power is too dispersed. It is impossible to tear through Zhao Qian's defense in a short time. The rhythm of the battle has been slowly mastered by Zhao Qian."

"If my guess is correct, Zhao Qian is already looking for a flaw in Lu Chen's attack. As soon as Lu Chen's attack stagnates, he will unleash a thunder strike!"

As soon as Luo Cheng finished speaking, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

"Haha! Have you had enough? Take my punch!"

Zhao Qian, who had been on the passive defense, let out a long roar, ignored the palm winds around him, locked onto Lu Chen's body, and threw out a punch that he had been preparing for a long time.

Boom!

The air was blown up, and a large amount of palm wind was annihilated. Lu Chen was caught off guard and was forced to retreat repeatedly!

"Where else are you running!"

Zhao Qian took a step forward and caught up with Lu Chen. With his fists glowing with faint golden light, he punched towards Lu Chen like a violent storm, tearing through the air and forming layers of golden fist shadows!

Lu Chen had no way to avoid it and could only fight back with the Lingfeng Palm.

bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...

The air exploded continuously, and in just a few blinks of an eye, the two men had exchanged dozens of moves!

At this moment, Lu Chen's old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated. He could not stop the powerful Zhao Qian at all. In an instant, the flesh on Lu Chen's hands broke and blood flowed. He said in horror: "I! I give up!"

"late!"

Zhao Qian sneered and punched hard.

"what!"

Bang!
With a scream, Zhao Qian punched Lu Chen's head, smashing it into pieces, and red and white blood splattered all over the ground!
Many people were caught off guard by this result!
Until just now, most people thought that Lu Chen, who had the upper hand, had a greater chance of winning, but they didn't expect that Zhao Qian would blow his head off with a punch in the blink of an eye!
"Haha! They are indeed a bunch of rotten fish and shrimp!"

Zhao Qian picked up Lu Chen's body and threw it in front of the people from Xuanyuan Sect, then left with a loud laugh.

"This guy deserves to die!"

Chen Lingyu and the others all had their eyes blazing with anger.

Sun Yingyang cast a cold gaze at Chen Xuan and the others, and laughed cruelly:
"Another one died! If this continues, after the three sects' martial arts competition is over, only a few of your Xuanyuan Sect's ten outer disciples will be able to return."

Elder Chen Xuan's face turned pale, and he ordered in a deep voice: "From now on, if you don't have absolute confidence, you are not allowed to fight!"

Now it is no longer a question of face.

These disciples are the elites of the younger generation of Xuanyuan Sect!

It is the sect’s hope for the future!

If the casualties continue like this, he, as the leader of the three sects' martial arts competition, will not be able to explain himself when he returns to his sect!

Round 8!
In this round, the disciples of Xuanyuan Sect encountered disciples of Lieyun Sect whose strength ranking was obviously higher than their own. Even if they were unwilling, they had to admit defeat!
This made everyone watching the game shake their heads.

Except Luo Cheng who can only participate in the eleventh round.

Xu Bingyi, who was ranked second in Xuanyuan Sect, was defeated by Fei Jue's three swords!

It can be seen that Xuanyuan Sect does not have any decent masters at all, and the gap between the younger generation and Lieyun Sect is even greater than the rumors!

This time the martial arts competition among the three sects will probably make Xuanyuan Sect become a joke!
Jidao Sect's elder Wu Shan simply closed his eyes and rested.

So far, no matchup has caught his interest.

The level of these people, in Jidao Sect, is just that of ordinary outer disciples who are slightly stronger!
The eighth round ended amid everyone's disappointment and boredom.

Next comes the ninth round!

"Ring number three, Xuanyuan Sect's Lin Xiaoyun versus Lieyun Sect's Huo Xingkong!"

As soon as the Luoxia Sect elder finished speaking, Lin Xiaoyun stood up with an expressionless face.

"Xiao Yun, do you have confidence?"

Elder Chen Xuan looked at Lin Xiaoyun with a serious expression.

He doesn't want any more casualties!
Lin Xiaoyun nodded.

Luo Cheng said: "Be careful."

"Ok!"

Lin Xiaoyun agreed, took a step, and resolutely flew onto the No. 3 stage.

what!
Seeing this scene, everyone was a little surprised. They never thought that Lin Xiaoyun would dare to accept the challenge!

Lin Xiaoyun ranks fourth among the top ten outer disciples of Xuanyuan Sect!
Huo Xingkong ranks fourth among the top ten outer disciples of Lieyun Sect!
So far, the Xuanyuan Sect disciples have encountered Lieyun Sect disciples with the same ranking!

Without exception, all of them were miserable failures!

Lu Chen, who was ranked seventh, was even killed by Zhao Qian, who was ranked ninth from Lieyun Sect!

Lin Xiaoyun is so bold that he dares to go on stage to fight!
Are you looking for death?
"Haha, Junior Brother Huo, another person is here to die! Go and treat him well!"

Sun Chuanwu looked at Lin Xiaoyun on the ring and gave a playful smile to the frowning young man beside him.

The young man with the frowning eyebrows was Huo Xingkong. He stood up, glanced at Lin Xiaoyun, and laughed coldly:

"He's just a cripple! Don't worry, Senior Brother, I will kill him within ten moves!"

(End of this chapter)