Hyper-fusion, I have infinite forms

"Unfortunately, my Qing sickle is faster than you think."

Xiang Ping fell heavily to the ground, unable to move, listening to Zhou Yan's indifferent words, and sighed helplessly.

"So, why do monsters like you come to trouble ordinary people like us?"

"The first round of the first match of the semi-finals, the winner is Zhou Yan!"

The referee's voice echoed throughout the stadium.

Xiang Ping also abided by the agreement and admitted defeat at the speed of light after being defeated by Zhou Yan in the first round.

As expected, Zhou Yan didn't get to enjoy the joy of victory.

Xiang Ping can be considered a good fighter among the fierce ones. His physical fitness is comparable to that of Zheng Keren, probably two to three times that of an ordinary person. His reaction and eyesight are even better than Zheng Keren's.

Unfortunately, he was facing Zhou Yan, who was able to wear his life suit normally and whose strength had greatly increased.

Even without taking into account the circuit special effects, his three attributes are all over 100.

In other words, one person has the strength of ten people.

Even the so-called master has no advantage over Zhou Yan in terms of attributes, and can only fight with martial arts and experience.

For a Zhou Yan like this, even if he deliberately restrained his powerful strength, his amazing physical control and spirit could easily defeat any student.

There is no way Xiang Ping could resist.

*

five minutes later.

Zhou Yan sat in his own lounge and drank the supplement provided by Lihuo Pavilion in one gulp.

Watch on the screen Li Guanqi defeat his opponent in one move.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.

Then he stood up, put on his helmet, picked up his weapon and walked out of the house.

While whispering to himself, "I will win"

In this way, he walked through the aisle and soon arrived at the arena.

Then, the first thing I saw was Li Guanqi, who did not leave the game after winning.

Zhou Yan took a few steps forward: "Why, don't you need to rest?"

Li Guanqi responded with a peaceful smile and then shook his head slightly.

Zhou Yan could tell from his eyes that he had unparalleled self-confidence.

At this time, the referee came up.

Zhou Yan looked closely and found it was a familiar face.

The leader of Lihuo Pavilion in Yicheng——Cong Shiyun.

"The winner of the final exchange battle will be the new chief of the Lihuo Pavilion in Yicheng this year, and will receive training resources specially provided by the Suzaku Palace - as long as your talent is sufficient, it will be enough to support you to train to the Miao level or above within three years."

The leader of the Lihuo Pavilion said this with a smile on his face.

Zhou Yan was a little interested in those so-called resources, but what interested him more was the Pavilion Master Cong himself.

As the leader of Lihuo Pavilion, one of the seven main cities in Suzaku District, his strength must have surpassed that of a Grandmaster, right?

So, what level would this Pavilion Master be in the "real realm"?

What is the secret method that Suzaku Palace provides for the powerful people in the true realm to practice?

While Zhou Yan was thinking, he saw that Pavilion Master Cong turned his head and looked at Li Guanqi: "Guanqi, how is Elder Zhang doing recently?"

Li Guanqi respectfully saluted Master Cong with his sword in his arms, nodded and smiled.

Cong Shiyun also smiled and turned to look at Zhou Yan.

"Since this is the most crucial battle, how about I be the referee for this match?"

Zhou Yan nodded slightly and raised the sword.

The same is true for Li Guanqi on the opposite side.

***

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Chapter 113: Mars Sword Lord?

"start!"

As Cong Shiyun loudly announced the start of the game, Zhou Yan and Li Guanqi approached quickly at the same time.

Although the pace is fast, it is not an explosive charge.

Both men held their swords in one hand, and with every step they took, the direction of their arms and wrists and the direction of the tip of the swords kept changing.

This is about adjusting one's own stance according to the other's posture, in order to ensure the advantage in the actual fight.

Cong Shiyun stood aside and watched, with a smile on his face.

He had watched the previous battles between the two carefully.

Li Guanqi was undoubtedly gifted and was taught by the Sword Master. From the very beginning, it was obvious that his Nanming swordsmanship had reached a master-level level of perfection.

But no matter how powerful Li Guanqi is, he is just an external genius who was inexplicably arranged by the Sword Master to be airdropped to Yicheng.

Even if he really won, he would not stay in Yicheng.

After all, he was not as pleasing as Zhou Yan brought by Luo Xuan under his command.

Zhou Yan is different. First of all, he is an elite brought up by Luo Xuan, a junior who knows him well. After the exchange competition, he will officially follow Luo Xuan to work in the Demon Extermination Department of Lihuo Pavilion.

This is the future direct lineage.

What's more, with his sharp eyesight, how could he not see that since the beginning of the melee, Zhou Yan had shown a stronger momentum than before in almost every game.

This guy's growth rate is incredible!

Of course he hoped that the winner would be Zhou Yan.

Just as Cong Shiyun's mind was racing, Zhou Yan and Li Guanqi had already faced off.

The two men raised their hands almost at the same time, the metal sword blades reflected white light, and immediately hit each other in an instant.

when!

The swords collided and bounced away.

Li Guanqi's eyes moved slightly.

"Zhou Yan, your power has indeed reached the peak of the fierce level!"

'But so do I!'

He curled the corners of his mouth slightly, turned his wrist, and the long sword in his right hand instantly turned into a shadow.

Crazy crow!

Boo hoo hoo.

Dang Dang Dang.

In just a moment, Li Guanqi's fierce attack, as intensive as a rainstorm, was blocked by Zhou Yan's counterattack with the same posture.

The two of them used the same secret sword technique.

In an instant, the audience saw a gorgeous silver-white sword net interweaving between the two people.

Along with this, there were also a lot of sparks produced by the collision of swords.

"So fast!" When many students saw the two men's secret swords, their faces turned pale and they felt ashamed.

"So fast!" All the hall owners were amazed, and even felt that the two young men's attainments in secret swordsmanship might not be lower than their own.

"Zhou Yan has actually grown to this extent?" Luo Xuan stared at Zhou Yan intently, and even when Luo Ke, who was beside him, pinched his thigh excitedly, he didn't care to teach him a lesson.

She felt that she had made too many mistakes in recent times.

"Is there really a genius in the world who has risen from an ordinary person to the top of the fierce level in just one month?"

'No, if Zhou Yan is just a genius.'

Then wouldn't people like her, who were praised by many great figures as geniuses once in a century, become a joke?

Just when countless people were amazed.

The fight between Zhou Yan and Li Guanqi's Crazy Crows in the field has reached its most intense moment.

Even though they were specially made swords for competition, under the wielding of two peak-level warriors with a force at least four times that of an ordinary person, the swords of both sides collided at high speeds, and even though they were not sharpened, many tiny cracks appeared on the blades of their respective swords.

Li Guanqi felt the slight numbness in his right wrist. He marveled at Zhou Yan's domineering power, but at the same time he smiled with burning eyes.

"Zhou Yan, you should have noticed the gap between our swordsmanship."

'Warm-up is over. Next, I won't let go!'

As he muttered to himself, Li Guanqi's aura suddenly changed.

In an instant, the same sword moves, the same person, and the same sword suddenly took on different meanings.

How could someone who is favored by the Sword Master and accepted as his personal disciple even though he is over the age be ordinary?

"Here it comes!" Cong Shiyun's eyes flashed.

"The opponent who claims to be born with sword bones is going to be serious, Zhou Yan, can you block it?"

Li Guanqi's sword suddenly stopped in the midst of the fierce attacks, and stabbed towards Zhou Yan's chest from the angle like an antelope hanging its horns.

This transformation from extreme movement to extreme stillness and then back to extreme movement was completed just in time when Zhou Yan and he were both retracting their strength and bouncing away after their sword fight.

The next moment, the sword tip had already reached Zhou Yan's open chest, and instantly put Zhou Yan into a desperate situation.

In a split second, the two had gone from a high-speed duel of the Mad Crow Secret Sword to a duel of the winner!

The situation changed so quickly that most people in the audience were unable to react.

Those who were able to react had an idea in their minds.

'Li Guanqi won!'

In a flash, Zhou Yan raised his hand and slashed back, and a silver-white sword light suddenly appeared.

when!

There was a loud bang.

The two scarred swords collided—and broke on the spot!

Li Guanqi was shocked by the unexpected scene in front of him and subconsciously looked at the half-broken sword that was chopped off, but he reacted immediately in just a moment.

'Oops! ’

The next moment, his body, which was about to move, suddenly froze.

Another broken sword lay across his throat.

The hilt of the sword was actually held in Zhou Yan's hand.

Li Guanqi raised his eyes and looked towards Zhou Yan, and could see the sparkling left eye beneath the mask.

There was a faint smile in those eyes.

"Who said that a broken sword can't kill people?"

"You lost."

After saying that, Zhou Yan slashed his throat with a sword without hesitation, then turned around.