Gu Xie Huayu’s opponent is also a ninth level Qi refining person.
"Thank you, senior sister, please show mercy!" After taking the stage, the other party bowed and saluted, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
"You take action!"
Gu Xie Huayu said coldly. Hearing her tone, the senior brother was slightly disappointed.
Soon, the two became entangled.
Gu Xie Huayu's swordsmanship is ethereal and ethereal, leaving no trace of it, while that senior brother's swordsmanship is dignified.
It happened to be restrained by Gu Xie Huayu's sword skills.
After just a few exchanges of moves, the senior brother was forced to retreat again and again, and was about to be forced out of the ring. The senior brother could no longer bear it and shouted: "Thank you, senior sister, be careful!"
"boom!"
The senior brother's aura suddenly increased, and the long knife in his hand shot out clusters of golden sword light, forming a peerless knife network that strangled everything.
Standing in the center of the knife net, Gu Xie Huayu's long skirt was floating, but there was no trace of panic on her beautiful face.
For a moment, everyone in the audience couldn't help but cheer for her calmness. Even Zongshan, who was the referee, nodded secretly with admiration in his eyes.
Seeing that the knife net was about to invade my aunt Xie Huayu, if she didn't fight back, she would probably be strangled into pieces. Everyone couldn't help but worry about her.
Fortunately, in the next moment, the long sword in Gu Xie Huayu's hand started to swing.
Her calm eyes shone with incomparable confidence.
She was seen swinging her sword eastward and westward, swinging her long sword in the void in an unorganized manner. However, the sword net was broken by her chaotic swordsmanship.
"Okay, thank you, girl, your swordsmanship has reached the point where you can enter a palace!"
Seeing this scene, Zongshan couldn't help but let out a soft drink of admiration.
The tip of the sword touched the senior brother's neck. He raised the long sword in his hand but finally put it down, sighing: "I lost!"
Putting away her sword, Gu Xie Huayu walked off the ring.
The next few sets of competitions were a bit boring. Finally, more than four hours later, the first round of competition ended. Including Song Yan, who had a bye, nine people from the top ten of the inner sect had appeared.
The remaining one will be chosen from the eight who failed.
So, those eight people came back on stage.
After another two hours of fighting, a ninth-level Qi Refiner named Shen Kuo stood out and became the last person among the top ten in the inner sect.
The rewards for the top ten inner sects are three level-breaking pills, one hundred thousand taels of silver, and a first-grade spiritual weapon. At the same time, the rewards for the top three inner sects are doubled.
Zongshan's voice sounded again: "Now, let's start the competition for the top three. The rules of the competition are challenge matches. For each person you defeat, you will get one point! The one with the highest points will be first. Now, the competition begins, you can challenge as you like! "
As soon as Zongshan finished speaking, Duanmuzhi couldn't wait to fly up to the ring, then pointed at Song Yan and said: "Huang Liang, come up, I want to challenge you!"
"Are you sure?" Song Yan asked.
"Stop talking nonsense and come up quickly!" the other party urged impatiently.
"good!"
Song Yan tapped his right foot lightly on the ground and flew up to the ring like a floating cloud.
"Show your weapons, I will defeat you with my bare hands!" Duanmu said proudly.
"OK!"
Song Yan grabbed the void, and the Meteor Star Sword fell into his hands.
Seeing the unspectacular Meteoric Sword in Song Yan's hand, Duanmuzhi couldn't help but laugh and said: "Haha, your sword is too crude. Otherwise, I'll lend you a first-grade spiritual weapon sword!"
Hearing this, Song Yan rolled his eyes disdainfully: "What a bumpkin! This sword of mine is a sixth-grade spiritual weapon!"
"Sixth-grade spiritual weapon?" Duanmuzhi couldn't help but froze, but then he sneered: "If you just take out a broken sword and say it is a sixth-grade spiritual weapon, you think I'm stupid!"
"This is indeed a sixth-grade spiritual weapon!" Zongshan suddenly said, looking at Song Yan with a slightly strange look. It is really incredible that an inner disciple actually holds a sixth-grade spiritual weapon. You know, as a master, His strongest weapon is only a fourth-grade spiritual weapon.
"Ah, really?"
Hearing what Zong Shandu said, Duanmu couldn't help but panic flashed in his eyes. Sixth-grade spiritual weapons could at least increase the opponent's strength by five or six times. For a moment, he regretted his decision not to use weapons.
"What? Do you regret not using weapons?" Song Yan saw through Duanmuzhi's thoughts at a glance: "Forget it, I am not a narrow-minded person. You can use weapons, lest you lose and be unconvinced!"
Duanmuzhi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when his thoughts were seen through. He frowned and said, "Who said I regret it? I can defeat you even with bare hands!"
"Okay, in that case, let's get started!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan slashed out at Duanmu with his sword.
"boom!"
A three-foot-long flaming red sword energy spurted out from the Meteoric Sword and reached Duanmu in an instant.
Caught off guard, the opponent raised his fist to meet the sword energy.
"boom!"
The opponent fell down and retreated to the edge of the ring before he could stabilize his figure. There were blood stains on his fists. Obviously, it was not easy for him to take Song Yan's sword.
"I only used 50% of my true energy for this sword. Are you sure you don't want to use a weapon?" Song Yan said with a joking smile.
Duanmuzhi's face became even more embarrassed, and at the same time he understood that if he didn't use weapons, he was really no match for Song Yan.
"Okay, then I'll use weapons!"
Chi groan!
Duanmuzhi drew out the long sword, a third-grade spiritual weapon, from his back, spread out his body skills, and took the initiative to charge towards Song Yan.
"hey-hey!"
Song Yan reacted very quickly and did not use sword skills. He only relied on the amplification of the Meteoric Sword to strike more than ten swords in a row.
One sword aura is three feet long, and Song Yan's slashes are staggered, so most of the arena is filled with the fiery red sword aura of Song Yan's slashes.
Under the sword net, Duanmuzhi waved the long sword in his hand and used a set of three-star swordsmanship to the extreme before he could barely break through the sword net that Song Yan cut at will. But at this moment, an extremely tricky sword strike came. .
"boom!"
As soon as Duanmuzhi raised his long sword to his chest, he was directly blasted out of the ring by Song Yan's full sword.
"No. 11 Huang Liangsheng, get one point!"
Zongshan announced the results in a timely manner.
Then, he looked at Song Yan and said, "You need to challenge one more person before you can step down and rest."
"Okay, that senior brother, please come up and give me some advice!" Song Yan pointed at a ninth-level Qi Refiner.
"I give up!" The senior brother said simply. The competition between Song Yan and Duan Muzhi just now was witnessed by everyone. Song Yan defeated Duan Muzhi without even using his sword skills. This man was on the same level as Duan Muzhi, so he won. Defeat is also 50-50, so if he goes up, there is absolutely no reason to win.
"Huang Liang has gained two points. You can choose to continue the challenge, or you can choose to go and rest!" Zongshan announced.
"No need, I want to continue the challenge!" Then, Song Yan pointed at another person from the ninth level of Qi Refining and asked him to come up.
But the other party still chose to admit defeat.
Next, Song Yan challenged the three people again, but the other party chose to admit defeat. Therefore, he received six points.
"Senior brother, please come up!" Song Yan's eyes fell on a senior brother who had reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining.
This time, the opponent did not admit defeat and landed on the ring in a flash.
"Junior Brother Huang, please give me some advice!" The other party hugged Song Yan's fists.
"good!"
After a simple salute, the two parties distanced themselves.
"boom!"
Song Yan slashed out with his sword, and a three-foot-long fiery red sword light went straight towards the opponent.
However, the long sword in the opponent's hand broke Song Yan's sword energy with just one move, and then he stepped towards him, looking extremely relaxed and leisurely.
Seeing this scene, Zongshan's eyes lit up and he secretly thought that this boy's swordsmanship is probably better than Gu Xie Huayu's.
Author's digression: Three updates (to be continued)