Su Zimo also retreated to the table to adjust his breathing and rest his mind.
Thirty-six years of swords plus the moment of youth, killing the Taihua Immortal, consumed too much of Su Zimo's soul.
The time between the knockout round and the ranking match was too short. Even though Qinglian's true body had amazing recovery power, it couldn't recover much.
He could only use every opportunity and some trivial time to rest as much as possible to regain his strength.
Among the fifty bluestone battlefields, Feng Yin and Su Zimo were the quickest to end the battle. Most of the monks were still fighting fiercely on the battlefield.
Su Zimo took a quick look.
Not surprisingly, in the first round, at least fifteen people from Qiankun Academy can win!
Among them were Princess Chihong and Liu Ping.
Liu Ping's opponent came from Yufeng Temple and had extremely fast movement skills.
This person surrounded Liu Ping and wanted to take advantage of his body skills to get rid of Liu Ping as soon as possible.
It's just that Liu Ping was reborn and reborn. He just stood there and relied on a few willow branches transformed from his head to be able to deal with his opponents.
Su Zimo could tell that Liu Ping was not yet proficient in controlling the power of this body.
If he waits for him to perfectly integrate with this body, this Yufengguan Earth Immortal will definitely not be his opponent!
As time went by, the first round of ranking competition ended, and fifty people were eliminated. The rankings of the fifty earth immortals were decided by the powerful heavenly immortals from the three major immortal countries and the seven major immortal sects.
These fifty people can only be ranked at the bottom fifty on the local list, but the specific rankings are jointly judged by seven people.
Without giving any rest time to the promoted Earth Immortals, the second round of the ranking battle begins immediately!
There are only twenty-five bluestones left in the air.
On the first battlefield, Feng Yin still defeated his opponent at the fastest speed. Although he took three shots, he still couldn't take a breath!
Su Zimo defeated Dou Yuan and replaced him in the ranking, becoming thirty-three.
This time his opponent was a fellow monk from Qiankun Academy ranked eighteenth.
"Junior Brother Su, I surrender this battle."
The Academy Earth Immortal smiled slightly, surrendered voluntarily, and quit the fight.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Xiang."
Su Zimo thanked him.
Voluntarily admitting defeat is equivalent to being directly eliminated, which will have a negative impact on your ranking on the local rankings.
Twenty-five people will be eliminated in the second round, and the seven powerful immortals will be ranked last among the twenty-five people by default.
The intention of this academy disciple was obvious, which was to let Su Zimo get as much time to rest as possible.
"Junior Brother Su, it's me who should thank you."
The man smiled and said: "If it hadn't been for Junior Brother Su's shocking battle, our academy disciples would have lost all face this time. Junior Brother Su, we are all looking forward to your last battle!"
After saying that, the man jumped down from the bluestone.
Su Zimo also stepped back and continued to regulate his breathing and recharge his batteries.
Not long after, the third round of the ranking battle began.
In the third round of the ranking battle, twenty-five people advanced, Feng Yin received a bye, and the remaining twenty-four people faced off in pairs.
In the first two rounds, Fengyin ended the battle quickly with almost no effort.
At this time, he was sitting in the banquet with a relaxed expression, watching the ninth battlefield.
Su Zimo won the second round and was ranked eighteenth. His opponent in the third round was Earth Immortal, who was ranked ninth.
This Earth Immortal can be considered an acquaintance.
Yu Feng Guan, don’t move.
When Mo Qian saw that his opponent was Su Zimo, he looked embarrassed and smiled bitterly.
"Fellow Daoist Su, we meet again."
Mo Qian slightly cupped his hands and said with a sly smile: "My fighting power is definitely not as good as that of my fellow Taoist, so I also choose to retreat..."
Before Mo Qian finished speaking, his expression changed!
He stood on the bluestone, his expression changing, and finally he sighed helplessly: "Fellow Daoist Su, after all, it is about the ranking on the Earth Ranking. I can only try my best to fight, and hope that Friend Su will be merciful."
Su Zimo turned his head slightly and looked in the direction of Yufeng Temple, understanding in his heart.
Looking at Mo Qian's appearance, it was obvious that he suddenly received a message from the Yufeng Temple monk, most likely the Qingfeng Celestial Immortal, who was not allowed to withdraw from the fight.
This is easy to understand.
The purpose of Qingfeng Tianxian is to make Su Zimo consume as much as possible without having time to rest, so as to give Feng Yin a greater chance of winning!
"bring it on."
Su Zimo looked calm.
Uh-huh!
Mo Qian moved, touched the storage bag with his palm, drew out a long sword as thin as a cicada's wing, and stabbed Su Zimo.
The breeze blows slowly, and the sword light is restrained.
This long sword and the swordsmanship complement each other so well that they almost blend into the wind. With the five senses, it is already difficult to detect.
Su Zimo closed his eyes.
Sudden!
He struck out like thunder, stretched out two fingers, and clamped them in the void not far away!
All he could see was his two fingers, and a sword that looked like cicada wings was revealed.
Su Zimo suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes widened, stepped forward, focused his sword fingers, and stabbed towards Mo Qian's eyebrows, the sharp edge was fierce and the killing intent was shocking!
This is the starting position of the Heavenly Sword Art.
He released the Heavenly Killing Sword Technique very early. Although he has not fully recovered at this time, the sword finger is condensed with sharpness, and the killing intent is fierce and irresistible!
Shrouded in this terrifying murderous intention, Mo Qian's mind suddenly flashed into the scene of Su Zimo fighting eighteen peak earth immortals in the Nine Heavens!
The bloody and tragic battlefield seemed to flash before his eyes, with headless corpses scattered around.
He seemed to be able to see that there seemed to be a familiar face among the group of bloody heads that Su Zimo was carrying in his left hand.
That's his face!
"Oh!"
Mo Qian was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were split apart. He didn't have time to think about it, so he directly burst out the magical power and secret method of Yufeng Guan, turned around and ran away!
Whoosh!
A stream of light flashed past, and Mo Qian had jumped off the bluestone.
The speed was so fast that even Su Zimo was stunned for a moment.
It has to be said that Yufeng Guan is indeed outstanding in terms of speed of movement.
Mo Qian's combat prowess is not at the top of Yufeng Temple, but even so, Feng Yin's strength must be even stronger!
"waste!"
Qingfeng Tianxian couldn't help but cursed when he saw this scene.
There were bursts of chuckles on both sides of the spectator seats.
However, there was not much mockery and sarcasm in these laughter.
Because everyone knew that any one of them might not be better than Mo Qian in his position.
Su Zimo breathed a sigh of relief.
If Mo Qian really wanted to fight him with the help of his body skills, he might really have to spend a lot of effort if he wanted to win.
However, in the Nine Heavens, Mo Qianjie had already scared him out of his wits.
Now, the Heavenly Killing Sword Qi has not been released, but in a short burst of sharpness, it scares Mo Qian away and wins without a fight!
The third round of the ranking competition ended, and Su Zimo's ranking reached ninth place.
The next battle will become increasingly difficult.
Su Zimo was resting in the spectator seats while paying attention to the battlefield.
As expected, his opponents will appear among Yun Lei and another Earth Immortal.
No matter who it is, a tough battle will inevitably happen when the time comes!