The ninety-two rounds have been played, and the eight giants have not yet faced each other, so in the last eight rounds tomorrow, these eight people will definitely have to fight each other.
The ranking battle has been going on all the way, and none of the eight giants have lost a match. Sima Lingxuan, Li Tianhua, Bai Qi, Wang Quan, Chu Chaoyun, Xuanyuan Zhantian, Yue Chenxi, and Xiao Chen are tied for first place.
But since ancient times, there has been no first place, and there has been no second place in martial arts. How could it be possible for eight people to be first
In tomorrow's giant battle, there will definitely be a winner and loser among the eight people. The ranking on the True Dragon List will also be finally determined. Who can top the list, win the luck of the world, and become the protagonist of this era.
Before sunset tomorrow, everything will come to an end, but the era of the prosperous age of warriors will officially begin at that moment.
The long dark night finally passed amid the endless shouting and shouting of everyone...
The competition stage was crowded with people, the noise was overwhelming, and the atmosphere was already completely heated before the battle started. Everyone was looking forward to the moment when the giants faced off.
Looking forward to the moment when the real heroes reach the top and witness who is the protagonist of this era.
"The first match, Liu Xiaoyun versus Lin Fei."
The first game of the 93rd round officially started. It was not the battle of giants that everyone expected, which made people slightly disappointed.
However, the two people on the stage are both masters in their respective fields, so their battle will not be boring.
Facing the swordsman genius Lin Fei, Liu Xiaoyun was not careless in the slightest. He would not make the mistakes he made when facing Chu Chaoyun and used his full strength as soon as he came on the field.
There was a sound of howling cold wind, and the arena was instantly covered with frost. Snowflakes fell while the sword was being swayed. The various secret skills of the Piaoxue Sword Sect were perfectly displayed in Liu Xiaoyun's hands.
At this moment, Lin Fei was much more mature than when he first came to the Five Nations Tournament. There was no trace of arrogance in his eyes, but only dignity and caution, which seemed very tolerant.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The light of the sword is radiating, the shadow of the sword is vast, and the sword energy and sword energy are running wildly. The strength shown by the two was evenly matched, and they couldn't give in to each other in the competition between sword intent and sword intent.
It's just that Liu Xiaoyun's ice artistic conception is stronger than Lin Fei's earth artistic conception, and it seems that he has a slight advantage in the situation.
But all this is only temporary. Everyone knows that Lin Fei still has not used the Earth Vein Sword Technique.
If he can block the elusive Earth Vein Sword Technique, Liu Xiaoyun can be sure to win this victory. If he can't block it, the outcome will be difficult to predict.
call out!
Lin Fei, who had been silent for a long time under the debate between the blades, finally found the most suitable opportunity and used the difficult Earth Vein Sword Technique.
A wisp of cold sword energy exploded the ice on the ground and shot towards Liu Xiaoyun's chest quickly.
Liu Xiaoyun smiled softly and said calmly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, Ice Shadow Sword!"
The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, Liu Xiaoyun's upper body shook, and in front of everyone's surprised eyes, it split into two, and two rays of sword light flickered.
One blocked Lin Fei's attack, the other blocked the sword energy bursting out from the ground, and waited until the two figures overlapped. An icy coldness turned into snow-white sword energy and shot out from the sword's edge, forcing Lin Fei back.
The Earth Vein Sword Technique was broken, the sword intention was no longer advantageous, and the artistic conception was also far behind. After a hundred moves, Lin Fei had no choice but to admit defeat.
Liu Xiaoyun sheathed the sword and said softly: "I accept it!"
This battle also vindicated his reputation. He was defeated miserably by Chu Chaoyun. It was not because of his lack of strength and the huge disparity, but because he was careless at the time.
"The second game, Fenghua versus Liu Qiang."
Five more games passed like this, and none of them were giant battles. The spectators who were anxiously waiting to see the giant battles couldn't help but feel a little irritable.
Just when this feeling of annoyance was about to reach its peak, the referee above the ring finally read the names of the giants, "The twelfth match, the East China Sea Little Dragon King Xuanyuan Zhantian versus the Li Tianhua of the Aristocratic Family."
The whole place roared and immediately became excited!
"Finally, it's time for the giants to battle. There are only eight battles left for the eight giants. The points are all the same. Each battle is related to the final ranking. I will definitely go all out."
"Yes, at this time, we must not hide our strength. Otherwise, if we lose, we may completely lose the top spot in the competition."
"Xuanyuan Zhantian versus Li Tianhua, the strength of both of them is unfathomable, and I don't know who will win."
"One is a dragon on land, and the other is a dragon in the East China Sea. It's a fight between two dragons, haha."
All eyes were focused on Fenglei Terrace, where various discussions could be heard endlessly, and the voices merged together, making it appear noisy and noisy.
In the crowd, Xiao Chen also looked over. Both of them were worthy of being called giants, especially Xuanyuan Zhantian. Xiao Chen felt that his strength was far more terrifying than what he showed, and he was one of his most powerful opponents in the future.
As the two giants took the stage one after another, the noisy discussion soon stopped, and their eyes were fixed on the Fenglei Platform.
Seated in a corner of the arena, the two looked at each other. Their fierce momentums clashed fiercely in the air. Before they could take action, they caused gusts of wind to roar.
Li Tianhua chuckled softly and said: "I have long heard that there is a peerless genius in the endless sea in the east, who is called the Little Dragon King of the East China Sea. Today I saw him and he truly deserves his reputation."
Xuanyuan Zhantian held Fangtian's halberd and remained silent, knowing that the other party still had something to say.
Sure enough, Li Tianhua stopped his smile, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he said in a deep voice: "It's a pity that this is the Tianwu Continent, not the endless sea. If there is no water, what kind of waves can you make."
Xuanyuan Zhantian's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "If you really think so, I'm afraid you will fail miserably."
The verbal confrontation and the unwillingness to give in to each other immediately made the two of them full of gunpowder, as if they were about to explode at any time.
boom!
There was silence for a long time, and just when the atmosphere at the scene was extremely depressed, the two people suddenly started to move at the same time.
Two blurry figures passed each other in the air, as fast as chasing lightning. Everyone seemed to be able to vaguely see two dragon-shaped gases intertwining, biting and fighting in the air.
Those were the dragon transformed from Li Tianhua's spear, known as the true dragon on land, and the dragon transformed from Fang Tian's halberd. They were the overlord of the sea, the King of the Abyss, fighting fiercely.
Bang bang bang!
When the spears and halberds collided with each other, a loud thunderous sound sounded on the competition stage.
The dragon soars up and down, and the sound of sea water can be heard as it moves. The dragon stands on the ground, fighting steadily. When it is still, it is like a towering mountain without trembling. When it moves, it is like the explosion of magma, destroying the sky and destroying the earth.
The two used the characteristics of dragons and beauties to integrate them into their own martial arts, and displayed them to the fullest. The artistic conception was immersive and breathtaking, as if two different dragons were really fighting on the stage.
But on land, Panlong was in a favorable position no matter what, and with a hundred moves, Xuanyuan and Tianhao Lang's overwhelming offensive was shattered one by one.
On the contrary, it was Li Tianhua's counterattack that caused Xuanyuan Zhantian to suffer a small loss, and the situation did not look very good.
"Haha, the Little Dragon King of the East China Sea is nothing more than that. Give me a move with two dragons playing with pearls!"
Once he gained the upper hand, Li Tianhua laughed loudly and swung his spear from side to side, forming two shadows that were difficult to distinguish between true and false. A ferocious dragon emerged from each body of the spear.
The moment the gun shadows overlapped, the two dragons roared and rushed over. The two dragons played with the pearl. Judging from the serious and fierce look of the dragons, it was clear that Xuanyuan Zhantian was the object of their play.
Xuanyuan Zhantian smiled softly, dispersed the dragon shadow hovering on the halberd, and said solemnly: "The two pseudo dragons really think of themselves as real dragons. Today, even if you are a real dragon, you have to be coiled by me."
jump!
The end of Fang Tian's halberd hit the wind and thunder platform hard, and cracks immediately opened on the flat platform. Countless dragon energy leaked out, and the sound of dragon roars suddenly resounded.
Behind Xuanyuan Zhantian, a vast sea appeared, with endless blue waves as far as the eye could see. He stood on the sea, and a king's artistic conception suddenly burst out from his body.
The waves surged into the sky, with eighteen water columns rising up, and the king's artistic conception soared into the sky.
"The king of the sea, he actually understood the king's artistic conception?" When Li Tianhua saw this scene, a look of panic flashed in his eyes.
"Hahaha, lie down!"
Xuanyuan Zhantian laughed ferociously and pinched his hands forward, two dragons that were originally preparing to play tricks on him. On the vast sea, he immediately grabbed his neck and pressed him down, letting out bursts of whining.