"Starting from this round, it has been changed from a knockout match to a points match. Each of the top nine will have to play against the other eight. Comparable rewards."
The real person of the Sun Moon Sect said loudly.
Um-
Everyone was surprised when they heard the words. The previous ten contests were all knockout rounds. Why this time, the last nine became a point race
Ye Xing reacted at this moment.
If it was a knockout match, if he lost against the last young master genius, he would be eliminated directly, and the other young master geniuses would have no chance to take revenge on him in the ten competitions.
If it is a point match, even if Ye Xing loses to one of the geniuses, he will not be eliminated immediately, and he will have to fight against everyone else. In this way, all the geniuses who want to deal with Ye Xing will have a chance up.
Ye Xing can react, and others can naturally think of it.
Tianluo Sect Master Luo Zhan said: "I don't agree to change the rules of the ten competitions. We should continue to follow the knockout competition. The winner advances, and the loser is eliminated. Now there are nine people, and you can let Mr. Yinyang advance bye, and the other eight people will fight!"
Young Master Yin-Yang is ranked number one among the six Great Young Masters. Naturally, no one has any objection to letting him have a bye in the knockout round. Young Master Yin-Yang will advance directly, which is also a good thing for Sun Moon Sect.
But the Sun and Moon Sect Master didn't appreciate it, Yin Wudao said: "For the sake of fairness, the ranking in the points competition is the best. Although the knockout competition is simple, if there is a strong encounter too early, the strong will be eliminated prematurely. unfair."
Sect Master Xuanming said sharply: "I agree with the points competition!"
Lei Zhen, the patriarch of Qinglei, did not stand on the same front as Luo Zhan, and said, "I also agree with the points race."
In the knockout round, Ye Xing might have been eliminated before he met Mr. Lei Ting. Lei Zhen obviously wanted to give his son a chance to take revenge on Ye Xing in the ten competitions.
"I agree!"
"I agree too!"
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Dongfu Sect, Shenfeng Sect, Xueyou Sect, and Feiyun Sect all agreed, and most of the top ten sects agreed, so the points competition is naturally determined.
Lu Tianyuan frowned slightly, and he also felt something bad. The next match seemed to be aimed at Ye Xing.
Although he had great confidence in Ye Xing, it was only a guess after all, and it had to be confirmed in actual combat, so he was naturally worried.
As for Ye Xing, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, points race? Want to take revenge on him? Hehe... I don't know who is beating whom!
Ye Xing clenched his fists, feeling the pure physical strength, full of confidence in his heart, only his current physical strength is enough to crush most nine-star martial saints, except for Mr. Yinyang and Mr. Tianluo, he still pays attention to it. The young master is a genius, he doesn't take it seriously at all.
After confirming that the points match will be held next, the real person of the Sun Moon Sect casts his gaze on the Falling Star Sect.
"Ye Xing, you are a rookie in this ten competition, come up first!"
Lu Tianyuan patted Ye Xing on the shoulder and said: "Be careful, if you lose, don't fight to the death, you can admit defeat!"
Ye Xing is the most talented disciple in the history of the Falling Star Sect, and Lu Tianyuan does not want any accidents to happen to him.
Ye Xing's eyes revealed self-confidence, and said: "Don't worry, the suzerain, wait for me to return in triumph!"
After saying that, Ye Xing walked towards the center of the ground, but Huo Yunshi obeyed Ye Xing's order and did not follow.
When Ye Xing entered the stage, the real person of the Sun Moon Sect said loudly: "The first battle, Ye Xing will fight against Young Master Yinming!"
Many people were surprised again. Among the top nine, there were three ordinary eight-star martial saints. Ye Xing's first battle was not one of these three, but the young master genius who directly fought.
Mr. Yinming is an eight-star peak martial saint, and in terms of combat power, he can surpass many nine-star martial saints.
At this moment, Ye Xing is no different from fighting against the Nine Star Martial Saint, but Ye Xing is only the Seven Star Martial Saint.
Young Master Yinming's eyes were full of murderous intent, his body was like a phantom, he flashed out from among the disciples of Xuanmingzong, and stood in front of Ye Xing.
After being treated by the middle-grade healing elixir, Mr. Yinming's wounds have recovered, and his four-petaled lips have healed.
However, the new tender flesh on the wound was somewhat different in color from the old flesh on the lips, and two scars were clearly visible, dividing the lips into four.
Young Master Yinming stared at Ye Xing, clenched his fist, as if pinching Ye Xing in his palm, and said with a ferocious expression:
"Ye Xing, without the help of monsters today, let's see how you escape from the palm of my master. I will return you ten times, a hundred times the insult you gave me in Qingyun Ancient Land...!"
Ye Xing looked at Mr. Yin Ming coldly, with a calm expression, and said:
"So what if you don't have the help of monsters? To deal with you, a supercilious waste, I didn't do it myself because I was afraid of dirtying my hands, so I let the monsters do it. Since you don't want to die, I will make you sober today. You are just a You are just a supercilious trash, don't always think that you are a great genius! What kind of son-level genius, you don't deserve such a title!"
"What did you say-?"
Young Master Yinming was furious, and a terrifying aura erupted instantly, like a beast whose fur had exploded.
He is a majestic son-in-law-level evildoer, a genius with a six-star yellow life, and also possesses excellent martial arts talent, and the ability to leapfrog challenges. Even in the Northern Four Sects, he is a genius that is rarely seen in a century.
If it weren't for the yin and yang master to cover up his brilliance, and other son-level geniuses to scatter his brilliance, every time a genius like him appears in the history of the Qingyun area, he will overwhelm the crowd and be the best of his generation. In the end, he became the top powerhouse in the Qingyun area, sweeping all directions.
The rest of the fighters were also taken aback by Ye Xing's words. In their eyes, Mr. Yin Ming was a great genius, but in Ye Xing's eyes he became a supercilious waste. The difference was too great.
Ye Xing's words obviously did not get everyone's approval. In the eyes of most people, Ye Xing was the real arrogance and supercilious.
Xuanming Sect Master Mingli, heard the words and even let out an angry snort. The first genius of Xuanmingzong in the past three hundred years turned into a waste in Ye Xing's mouth, and Mingli's anger burned immediately.
There was cruelty in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to see the scene where Young Master Yinming tortured Ye Xing.
Facing Mr. Yin Ming's angry shout, Ye Xing remained calm as usual, with an indifferent look on his face.
Ye Xingdao: "Looking at the world, there are so many geniuses. You just stand out among the junior fighters in the Qingyun area. If you look at the entire Zhenxuan domain, you are considered the oldest. If you look at the entire Star Continent, you are even more unknown, but you But you think that you are a generation of pride, sons and geniuses, except for those who are already as famous as you, you will not pay attention to those who come later. Why do you think that I am not your opponent without the help of monsters? You are just a supercilious waste, Isn't it?"
Young Master Yin Ming was furious, and shouted: "You fart! You can surpass this Young Master, and die to me!"
While speaking, a medium-grade spiritual spear appeared in the hands of Mr. Yin Ming, and when the words fell, Mr. Yin Ming stabbed Ye Xing with a spear.
The tip of the spear burst out with bright light, and the body of the spear was like a dragon, containing extremely terrifying power.
Facing the spear, Ye Xing didn't dodge or dodge, and he slashed out with his palm like a knife.
Before the tip of the spear pierced Ye Xing's body, the tip of the spear was chopped by Ye Xing's palm knife.
clang-
The palm of the hand collided with the tip of the gun, making a loud bang.
Mr. Yinming was taken aback, he felt a terrifying force coming from the middle-grade spiritual spear, and the middle-grade spiritual spear instantly deflected to the side, piercing through the air.
"Is this your strength? You don't even have the qualifications to force me to use weapons!"
Ye Xing said coldly, one step forward, his body like a ghost, and he punched out.
Ye Xing's moves are ordinary, just an ordinary martial art - Tiger Roaring Fist, and it is a middle-grade martial art among ordinary martial arts.
However, just such an ordinary middle-grade martial skill, an ordinary punch, in Ye Xing's hands, has the power to turn decay into magic. When the punch is blasted out, the roar of the tiger makes Mr. Yinming feel like there is a The mountain smashed over.
When the strength of the physical body reaches a certain level, there is no need to use star energy at all, and only the moves of ordinary martial arts contain incredible power.
Young Master Yinming was shocked, he swung his spear to block, and used a defensive move - iron lock Hengjiang.
clang-
Ye Xing punched the barrel of the gun, and there was a loud bang!
Young Master Yin Ming immediately vomited blood, and shot backwards!