With 60% of the sword intent and the overwhelming momentum, Xiao Chen defeated Wang Quan, one of the giants, with one move.
Even if the opponent's cultivation level is extremely high, he has even opened up the sea of consciousness, and one-tenth of his energy has been refined into true energy, he is still no match for Xiao Chen.
When he revealed a trump card again, the so-called one-tenth of the true essence was not enough.
At this moment, no one thinks that Xiao Chen ranks at the bottom among the eight giants. With such strength, he can compete with Bai Qi.
If you think more boldly, you may not be unable to fight Sima Lingxuan, but the winning rate will be slightly lower.
"The next match will be between Nangong Ziyue and Bei Mingshang."
It was another battle between the children of aristocratic families. Although the two had lost a few games before, they lost the battle for the top eight. But the strength is still there, and he is a popular player competing for the top ten. This battle is quite eye-catching.
Bei Mingshang is good at palm techniques, and he has fully developed the ruthless way with his mourning palm. His palm techniques are cold and ruthless, and each move contains great power.
However, he met Nangong Ziyue. The other person's landscape artistic conception was as calm as the waves of water and as turbulent as a rocking mountain, so she was not afraid of his ruthless ways.
The two met their opponents, and after playing four hundred moves, Beiming Shang's ruthless ways showed a flaw, and Nangong Ziyue seized the opportunity to win the victory.
With only eight rounds of competition, Nangong Ziyue won this battle, taking another step closer to the top ten.
"The next match will be between Sima Lingxuan and Liu Xiaoyun."
After a few more rounds of competition, Sima Lingxuan appeared, but his opponent was not the eight giants, but Liu Xiaoyun, a true disciple of Piaoxue Sword Sect.
There are eight rounds of eight battles, and there are only eight giants. Apart from himself, he can only fight seven with the other seven giants. The remaining one will naturally be drawn from other players.
It's up to the referee how to arrange it, but for the remaining games, there's almost no pressure on the Big Eight. Except for the Big Eight themselves, all other players cannot give them any trouble.
Liu Xiaoyun looked at the strong and confident Sima Lingxuan opposite him, sighed softly, and said with a wry smile: "Three years ago, I could still block ten of your moves. Now three years later, I'm afraid I can't even block one of your moves." Can’t live anymore.”
"Sima Lingxuan, how about a sword competition between you and me? It's just a sword competition, nothing else."
The sword duel is similar to the sword duel, that is, both sides use their swords at the same time to see whose sword can defeat the opponent's sword, whoever is the winner.
Liu Xiaoyun's sword is naturally not as strong as Sima Lingxuan's. He said this more because he wanted to compete with Sima Lingxuan in a sword competition and gain an understanding of the opponent's cultivation of sword intent to improve himself.
Sima Lingxuan had an aloof personality and looked down upon all the swordsmen in the world. Liu Xiaoyun wanted a solution. At this moment, he kept his posture very low and his eyes were glaring, hoping that the other party would agree to him.
"With your status and strength, you are qualified to compete with me in sword competition. Prepare to use your sword." Sima Lingxuan pondered for a while, but did not reject Liu Xiaoyun's proposal.
With a look of excitement flashing in his eyes, Liu Xiaoyun cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much!"
After finishing speaking, he held the sword hilt with his right hand, and the vitality, ice conception, sword intent, and understanding of the sword in his heart were rapidly accumulated at this moment.
Sword fighting sounds simple, just pull out the sword and throw it away, but this simple action contains many truths. The intention of the sword, the power of the sword, the artistic conception, and the strength of the shot, if there is any mistake in any aspect, the sword will be full of flaws the moment it is unsheathed.
The atmosphere on the field suddenly became heavy, and the air solidified at this moment. The wind and thunder platform was deathly silent. Both sides were silent, each building up the momentum of the other.
Buzz!
In this endless silence, a loud sound of swords suddenly erupted. The sound of swords was long and solemn. As the sword trembled, the huge wind and thunder tower began to shake.
The two of them took action at the same time, and a lonely long sword spun rapidly in mid-air, causing snowflakes to dance all over the sky. The misty sword intention emitted a silvery white light, making the world become even colder.
Cold, extreme cold, cold and heartless, this is Liu Xiaoyun's artistic conception, and his sword intention also serves this purpose.
On the other side, Sima Lingxuan's long sword shimmered with golden light. The sky was filled with violent winds, the clouds were rolling, and the turbulent winds and clouds contained the vast artistic conception of the king. This was a sword of the king.
With the blessing of 60% of the sword intent, the king's conception appears domineering and powerful, and there is an aura of thousands of swords in the world coming to attack, it is the king of swords.
clang!
The two long swords intertwined quickly. The long sword belonging to Liu Xiaoyun was knocked out with a bang, and then broke into two pieces with a click.
And Sima Lingxuan's long sword, with a hiss, easily inserted into the wind and thunder platform with a brilliant sword intent, cracking open gaps and dragon energy immediately rising up.
The hazy dragon energy greatly increased the momentum of the aloof and proud long sword. The sharp edge of the King's Sword soared into the sky, almost breaking through the wind and thunder barrier high in the sky.
In front of the King's Sword, Liu Xiaoyun had no ability to resist at all, and the gap in sword intent was too big.
The sword is the swordsman's second avatar. This sword followed Liu Xiaoyun for countless days and nights, killing countless enemies and infusing his spirit, blood and soul without even realizing it.
As soon as the sword was broken, a trace of blood immediately overflowed from the corner of Liu Xiaoyun's mouth, his face became pale and bloodless, and his spirit was weak and exhausted.
After one move failed, Liu Xiaoyun's six-foot-long golden dragon was immediately devoured by Sima Lingxuan, and its luster dimmed a lot.
The golden dragon belonging to Sima Lingxuan has not increased significantly. It is still eighty-seven feet long, given his current luck. Unless it defeats the Big Eight, it will be difficult for the Golden Dragon to continue to grow in length.
After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Liu Xiaoyun did not rush to leave the stage. Instead, he closed his eyes and carefully understood the meaning of Sima Lingxuan's sword when the two swords intertwined at that moment.
After a long time, Liu Xiaoyun opened his eyes, with a look of relief on his pale face, and picked up the two broken swords on the wind and thunder platform.
"When competing with swordsmen, I always give it my all and won't hold anything back." Leaving behind a sentence that outsiders might not understand, Sima Lingxuan landed on the Fenglei Terrace.
Liu Xiaoyun paused slightly, understanding the meaning of Sima Lingxuan's words. The other party advised him not to be depressed. It's just that Sima Lingxuan has an arrogant personality, and it's definitely impossible for him to comfort people directly, so he seems to be beating around the bush.
The first round of competition ended unknowingly amid the excitement of everyone. Among the Big Eight, Wang Quan and Li Tianhua both lost and lost the chance to compete for first place.
The two giant battles did not disappoint everyone, Xiao Chen vs. Wang Quan, and Xuanyuan Zhantian vs. Li Tianhua.
These two people are both rookies in this year. After sudden emergence, they have made rapid progress all the way, and their records have been rising steadily. The golden dragon hovering above their heads has been rising all the way and never stopped.
Xiao Chen, in particular, is even more unpredictable. He has never been defeated since the knockout round.
When many warriors were not optimistic, Xiao Chen continued to win continuously and defeated all opponents. When people thought that his winning streak was about to end, he would expose some of his trump cards and defeat his opponents.
No one knows how many trump cards he has. This young man from the Qin Kingdom, dressed in white robes and carrying a long sword, has defeated heroes from all walks of life, children of aristocratic families, disciples of sects, and established giants.
Neither arrogant nor impetuous, neither humble nor silent, there is always a clear and indifferent look between his eyebrows.
"The first game, Bai Qi versus Yue Chenxi." The ninety-fourth round began, and the referee announced the lineups of both sides in a leisurely manner.