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"A world of ice and snow!"

Gu Yuan yelled loudly while dodging, and the Ice Emperor Spear turned into a flood dragon roaring angrily, and circled around the martial arts arena.

Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, the temperature of the martial arts field dropped sharply, and the ice spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, extending upwards along Zhang Yuan's legs.

Zhang Yuanxin was startled, and made a sword art, summoning lightning to shatter the ice layer, and Yujian was lifted into the air.

Gu Yuan stretched out his hand to recall the Ice Emperor Spear, and then Yu Jian flew into the air.

The two fought against each other in the air, and the battle became more intense.

The two flying figures of imperial swords turned into two dazzling streamers chasing each other, refusing to give in to each other.

The melon-eaters who were watching the battle looked up at the sky, feeling more nervous than the two fighting fiercely.

*

"Yu Mo won."

While watching the battle, Wang Meng glanced at the adjacent martial arts arena. The match between Yu Mo and Li Xuerou was over.

Feng Yi told the truth: "Yu Mo has little chance of winning against Mu Fan."

"Um."

Wang Meng agreed in his heart, and turned his attention back to the wonderful battle that was going on.

"Zhang Yuan is in a hurry."

Feng Yi looked up at the sky, showing a bit of sadness.

"He consumed too much spiritual power just now."

Wang Meng understood clearly, and gave a pertinent comment: "The subsequent spiritual power is exhausted, and the attack speed obviously cannot keep up with the rhythm."

"Gu Yuan deserves to be number one on the Qianlong list. He has held the top spot for many years and has rich experience in battle."

Feng Yi sighed secretly, "It's a pity for Zhang Yuan, I met him in the second round, and missed the top three."

"Mu Yunyan from Promise Palace is also very lucky, and directly won the second round of byes."

Wang Meng glanced at Zhang Yuan, who was about to lose, and felt sorry for him.

"Mu Fan has won against Yu Mo, and he will fight twice in a row."

When Feng Yi heard Mu Yunyan, he felt worried for Mu Fan: "Challenging two Promise Palace disciples one after another is a great test of his physical strength."

"Um."

Wang Meng smiled with luck: "Fortunately, he won quickly and didn't consume much energy."

"Brother Gu won!"

"Brother Gu is mighty!"

While the two were talking, the match between Gu Yuan and Zhang Yuan had ended.

Gu Yuan lived up to everyone's expectations and won the victory at the door of his house, winning deafening cheers from the disciples of the Stepless Palace.

*

At the same time, Mu Fan and Yu Mo were fighting fiercely.

Both of them are martial artists with exquisite sword moves.

Two figures as fast as dragons struck fast, with sharp sword lights, drawing perfect arcs and criss-crossing each other, rubbing against each other to create dazzling sparks.

"Flaming Lion!"

Yu Mo saw the right time and used his strongest combat power. The flying sword was wrapped in raging flames and turned into a lion the size of a hill, roaring and rushing towards Mu Fan.

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

Mu Fan didn't dodge or dodge, the Executioner Excalibur flew into the air with unstoppable power, turned into a giant dragon with its teeth and claws, roaring and swooping down.

A lion and a dragon confronted each other forcefully, and the violent shock waves swept away layer by layer, forcing the melon-eaters outside the martial arts arena to keep retreating.

"Aw!"

The giant dragon roared up to the sky, defeating the attack of the flaming lion, and continued to rush towards Yu Mo without abating the attack.

Yu Mo was terrified, his body reacted before his brain, and rolled on the spot, avoiding the frontal attack of the leader.

Well!

Rolled another one.

The melon-eaters watching from the outside were dripping cold sweat in unison.

"I lost!"

Yu Mo waited for the shape-changing dragon to disperse, got up from the ground in disgrace, stretched out his hand to recall the flying sword, and voluntarily surrendered.

Won?

This wins?

Less than ten strokes, won?

It was too easy to win, right?

It's too shocking, isn't it?

The disciples of various sects who had witnessed the exciting competition with their own eyes looked at Mu Fan with complicated and difficult eyes, as if they had knocked over the seasoning jar in their hearts, filled with various tastes.

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