Strongest Replication

"Boy, you don't have to pay attention to the blue bronze mirror. Because only me and the boy surnamed long saw the process of taking the Lingbao. As long as you don't use the Lingbao in the sect in a short time, the old man can't find it."

"When the sect contest is over, I'll help you refine it myself, and you can thoroughly master and use the cyan bronze mirror." Just after Chu Zhongtian reluctantly put down his heart, Jiao Enjun's voice came to his ear.

At the same time, he also gave himself a reassurance.

After the dragon cloud completely tore the giant palm and left an overbearing threat, Chu Zhongtian could finally restore his spiritual power at ease.

"Master Zhong Feng, it's over. You can continue the game!" After receiving Jiao Enjun's promise, long Xingyun glanced at Zhong Faqin, who was in a daze, and kindly reminded him.

"Next, in the first game of the 12th round, Guo Zhaoli, the No. 1 player, will compete with Zhang Renyuan, the No. 6 player."

"Guo Zhaoli met elder martial brother Zhang!" Guo Zhaoli, who boarded the challenge arena, was going to admit defeat.

Because he was hard hit, he could not be Zhang Renyuan's opponent at all, but when he wanted to admit defeat, a strange voice suddenly came from his ear, ordering him to delay for a period of time so that Xia Luoxing could have enough time to heal.

"Zhang Renyuan has seen younger martial Brother Guo!" Zhang Renyuan, who is also a preparatory disciple of the law enforcement peak, also received the same order.

Originally, Zhang Renyuan intended to easily accept the refreshing mood of a victory, but he was suddenly unhappy. However, in the face of those who could command him by using the art of sound transmission, he didn't dare to resist at all, so he had to accept the order honestly.

Guo Zhaoli's face is pale and his breath is messy. Even if he is cooperating with him, I'm afraid he won't be able to fight for long because of the injury in his body.

In desperation, Zhang Renyuan winked quietly while using verbal conversation to delay for a period of time.

"Younger martial Brother Guo, I don't think you look very well. Has your injury not fully recovered?"

"Alas!" Guo Zhaoli sighed, then looked up into the distance, his eyes full of complexity.

After looking at it for nearly five minutes, I feel that if I continue to look at it, I'm afraid it will cause dissatisfaction among the people on the scene.

After taking back his eyes, Guo Zhaoli said in a very pitiful tone: "elder martial brother Zhang, you don't know, elder martial brother Lu, in the first game of the tenth round, he...!"

Subsequently, the audience witnessed a new game, which was completely carried out in the form of gossip.

Originally, according to Zhong Faqin's character, what Guo Zhaoli and Zhang Renyuan did at this time, he had long been scolded.

However, considering that Chu Zhongtian, who has just finished the game and consumes a lot of spiritual power, also needs time to restore spiritual power, Zhong Faqin will let Guo Zhaoli and Zhang Renyuan chat.

Guo Zhaoli and Zhang Renyuan had to stop chatting after chatting for nearly an hour.

It's not that someone won't let them continue to talk, but two people who are not familiar with each other once said all the topics they can say, and then they really don't know what to talk about.

"Elder martial brother Zhang, I've always been unconvinced by your ranking. Just with the help of this game, let younger martial brother test your strength and see if you are really better than me." Being able to use gossip to delay for an hour, Guo Zhaoli felt that he had completed the orders of the strong behind him.

At this time, he wants to finish the game quickly and continue to heal after going on, so as not to expand the injury to the foundation and affect him to break through the qi transformation period.

"Really, elder martial brother, I'll let you have a good look and see if my strength is worthy of my ranking."

At this time, Zhang Renyuan didn't want to continue like this, so as not to affect his popularity in the audience. Therefore, seeing that Guo Zhaoli intended to end the game, he immediately cooperated enthusiastically.

"Turning stone into gold!" One move into the early stage of Xiaocheng's martial arts, but it does not contain any spiritual power. Guo Zhaoli slowly went to Zhang Renyuan.

"The water falls and the flowers bloom!" It is also the first level sword technique that moves into the realm of Xiaocheng. It also does not contain any spiritual power.

The only difference is that he is a little faster than Guo Zhaoli.

"Ah...!" Chunqiu pen collided with Benming spirit sword. There was neither the roaring impact sound nor the fluctuation when the spirit power broke out. There was only Guo Zhaoli's seemingly tragic howl.

Accompanied by the terrible scream, Guo Zhaoli fell to the ground and pretended to be dizzy.

"Contestant No. 6 Zhang Renyuan wins!" Seeing that the drama of Guo Zhaoli and Zhang Renyuan was finally finished, Zhong Faqin, who had long felt uncomfortable, immediately announced the result of the game.

Seeing Guo Zhaoli pretending to be dizzy and hiding in the challenge arena, Zhong Faqin wanted to kick him down, but at this time, Guo Zhaoli woke up in time, immediately stood up and pretended to be weak and walked down the challenge arena.

After Guo Zhaoli stepped down from the challenge arena, Zhong Faqin looked at Chu Zhongtian under the challenge arena and found that he had opened his eyes and was going to stand up.

Seeing the elated and long breath of Chu Zhongtian, Zhong Faqin knew that he had fully recovered his spiritual power and was relieved at once.

Then he continued to announce the contestants' numbers and names.

"In the second game of the twelfth round, contestant He Ying No. 3 and contestant Chu Zhongtian No. 13!"

As Zhong Faqin announced the number and name of the contestants, the audience who had been tortured by Guo Zhaoli and Zhang Renyuan for more than an hour suddenly came to spirit.

He Ying, the second ranking expert among the external disciples, has excellent sword skills. She lost to LV Cong in qualifying.

In the twelve rounds of competition, nine wins and one loss, one empty round, accumulated nine points, and temporarily ranked third.

Chu Zhongtian, a black horse that can't be black in the big ratio of sects, is powerful. He has countless cards. So far, no one can know his depth.

In the twelve rounds of competition, ten victories were won in ten battles, one round was empty, the product was ten, and was temporarily ranked second.

The competition between two people can be said to be the most wonderful and worthy of attention in this round of competition. Moreover, the competition between two people is also related to the ownership of the final champion.

If He Ying defeats Chu Zhongtian, LV Cong, who has not been defeated in a round, will basically become the champion of this sectarian contest.

If Chu Zhongtian defeats He Ying, the ownership of the final champion will be put in the next round. The game between Chu Zhongtian and LV Cong.

"Chu Zhongtian has seen elder martial brother he!" Chu Zhongtian, who took the lead in the challenge arena, greeted with respect.

"He Ying has seen younger martial brother Chu!" He Ying responded with the same respect.