"Let's start, stop when you click, don't hurt anyone's life." Haiyue City Lord said, and looked at Ling Wushuang specifically.
After all, on these five high platforms, the only one whose life may be in danger is Ling Wushuang's side.
Following Haiyue City Lord's voice, the ten people on the five high platforms immediately started to move.
Fierce confrontations, violent internal energy, powerful auras, and constant excitement and conflicts made the scene extremely heated for a while, causing everyone below to cheer.
Anyone who has been able to reach this point is not a weakling. He naturally has some real skills in his hands, otherwise there would be no earthly energy to come to Haiyue City.
On the five high platforms, the battle between the geniuses on four of them was the most intense. You came and I went back and forth, and it seemed difficult to determine the outcome in a short period of time.
The high platform where Ling Wushuang is located is the most attractive.
After all, with Ling Wushuang here, it was impossible not to be noticed.
I saw that the scimitar on Ling Wushuang's waist was not unsheathed, and he faced the young man holding the sword with his bare hands.
The young man's sword moves were sharp and his strikes were dazzlingly fast.
"This man's sword skills are really good!"
"With some ability, he is worthy of being a genius entering the third stage!"
"It's a pity that he met Ling Wushuang."
"Hey, who can say for sure about luck?"
Everyone on the ground was talking about it. The young man who fought against Ling Wushuang was not weak, but unfortunately he was destined to fail.
Ling Wushuang looked indifferent and calmly dealt with it with his bare hands. Although the young man's sword moves were fast, Ling Wushuang never showed any flaws. No matter how fast his sword moves were, it was still difficult to gain the slightest advantage.
"You are too weak!" Ling Wushuang said, his words full of disdain for the young man holding the sword.
The young man was angry. Even though he knew that he was far from Ling Wushuang's opponent, how could he endure the fact that the other party despised him so much
Knowing that Ling Wushuang was teasing him and not even using the scimitar at his waist, the young man holding the sword snorted in his heart and changed his sword moves.
"Look at the sword!" The young man roared, and pointed out a sword. It seemed weak and weak, but it contained continuous sword intent.
If the sword cannot be completely blocked, there will be a continuous sword force, and even a warrior in the spiritual bone realm may not be able to withstand it.
"What a powerful sword move!"
There were some exclamations from below. The young man who was facing off against Ling Wushuang was actually so strong. This sword move alone was enough to amaze many people.
At the VIP table on the high platform, King Pingbei looked at the young man holding the sword with his turbid old eyes, and showed a smile: "It turns out he is my little guy from the Tang Dynasty, not bad, not bad."
Ling Wushuang finally showed a serious look when he saw the continuous sword attacks coming, and unsheathed the scimitar at his waist.
The cold light suddenly appeared, but the scimitar was already tucked into Ling Wushuang's waist.
Many people didn't even see what was going on. Ling Wushuang had already sheathed his sword, his expression extremely cold.
On the opposite side, the young man holding the sword maintained his sword-drawing posture, but the expression on his face became bitter.
With a clang, the sword in the young man's hand fell to the ground, and blood flowed from the young man's arm.
Ling Wushuang's sword not only broke the young man's sword move, but also almost cut off the young man's arm.
"I lost." The young man said sadly, covering the injury on his arm.
Ling Wushuang didn't even look at him, turned around and left the platform.
"I didn't even see Ling Wushuang's sword clearly!"
"How awesome! This Ling Wushuang lives up to his reputation!"
"It's too scary. If it had been me, I probably wouldn't have been able to stop it."
He won without any suspense, and it seemed that Ling Wushuang won very easily without much difficulty.
This result did not surprise anyone at all. The only thing that was a bit surprising was the strength displayed by Ling Wushuang.
Although everyone knows that Ling Wushuang is very strong, he is one of the most powerful people among the five hundred geniuses of Haiyue City.
But after all, not many people have seen Ling Wushuang take action, so they will naturally have some doubts and speculations about this.
Until just now, after seeing Ling Wushuang's action, those who had some doubts and guesses in their hearts were completely convinced.
"This girl from the Ling family is quite good." Meng Haiwen nodded and seemed to be very optimistic about Ling Wushuang.
Ye Mengxian's face was expressionless, and he even snorted slightly, seeming to express his attitude towards Ling Wushuang.
Tuo Ba Lie didn't react much and didn't seem to pay much attention to Ling Wushuang.
King Pingbei nodded and said: "The sword skills are pretty good, and I can catch my eye."
Ling Wushuang quickly eliminated his opponent, but the competition on the other four high platforms continued. After all, not everyone has Ling Wushuang's strength and can easily defeat his opponent.
In the first round, as long as you defeat an opponent, you can advance to the next round, and those who fail in the first round will be eliminated directly.
It continued until the fourth game, and Fang Dading's name was drawn.
"Hehe, it's my turn." Fang Lin said with a smile, reaching the sky in one step and standing directly on one of the high platforms.
"Huh? Is this guy Fang Dading?"
"Isn't he Fang Lin, the alchemy master?"
"That's right, the pseudonym he should have used before."
"Tsk, tsk, the taste of this name is really disrespectful."
Fang Lin's appearance attracted a lot of attention. After all, Fang Lin was a relatively dazzling figure at the banquet at the City Lord's Mansion that night.
Moreover, Fang Lin also has the identity of an alchemy master, which is even more interesting. It is really rare for an alchemy master to have good martial arts strength.
Of course, the only people who knew Fang Lin's identity were those geniuses. The other warriors who came to watch the battle were not very clear about who Fang Dading was and thought he was an unknown genius.
"Is this little baby Tiankui's new disciple?" King Pingbei looked at Fang Lin, then turned to Ye Mengxian and asked.
Ye Mengxian smiled slightly: "He is indeed grandpa's disciple."
King Pingbei looked a little curious. He and Mr. Tiankuisu were old friends. Therefore, knowing Mr. Tiankuisu's temperament, he would not easily accept a disciple, especially after what happened thirty years ago, which made King Pingbei even more curious. I thought that Elder Tiankui would never accept any more disciples in the future.
"To be favored by Mr. Tiankui Su, I think this boy must be unique." Meng Haiwen complimented, but unfortunately Ye Mengxian and King Bei didn't seem to like him very much, which made him feel like he was asking for trouble.
Not only a few distinguished guests, but also outstanding talents such as Ying Xinghe, Jian Qingshan, Shen Fan, etc. were also paying attention to Fang Lin.
Especially Ling Wushuang, whose beautiful eyes were staring at Fang Lin, as if he wanted to see through everything about Fang Lin.
"You'd better not lose the first game, otherwise it will be too boring." Ling Wushuang said coldly in his heart.