The fused nine wind-chasing swords and nine-style sword moves were displayed by Xuantian one by one. This is the sword skill he created by fusing the wind-chasing sword technique. realm.
Although Xuantian was sweating profusely, his body felt extremely relaxed, his mood was extremely comfortable, and he didn't feel tired at all. Xuantian put the Hanxue Sword in its sheath, and began to practice the 'Mang Niu Quan' again.
He was surprised to find that after he had a thorough understanding of sword skills, he seemed to be able to master everything, and his understanding of boxing skills had also improved to a higher level. The "Mang Niu Boxing Technique" of the middle-grade martial arts of the Huang rank was deployed in Xuantian's hands. It is no less than the top-grade Huang rank martial arts learned by other disciples.
After practicing Mang Niu Boxing several times, Xuan Tian also practiced Leopard Shadow Technique and Spirit Snake Step several times, and found that he really knows everything, and he has also made considerable progress in lightness kung fu and body skills.
Xuancai stopped cultivating in high spirits until his stomach was croaking. He was in a good mood, his emotions had already recovered, and the shadow of the sword in his eyes had disappeared. He took a bath in Yinjiantan before going down the mountain.
Soon, two days passed, and the 509th to 1016th places were all out of the competition.
These are irrelevant, what is important is that the second round of the Tianjianzong Outer Sect Disciple Ranking Competition has finally begun, and Xuan Tian will face the second opponent in the ranking competition.
The rules of the second round of the competition are still the same, but the disciples who have cultivated at the seventh level have basically been eliminated, and only 41 have advanced to the second round.
After the 41 disciples at the seventh level of cultivation have been drawn, from the 42nd match, the disciples at the eighth level of cultivation will be drawn as opponents.
Xuan Tian felt that many eyes were fixed on him.
From the second round, Xuan Tian will face the challenge of disciples whose cultivation level is higher than his own.
If you are lucky and you don't get drawn, Xuantian's opponent will be an eighth-level martial artist when it's his turn.
If luck is average, and being drawn by a disciple of the ninth level of cultivation, Xuantian's opponent is a martial artist of the ninth level of cultivation.
There are only 32 disciples at the tenth level of cultivation, while there are 41 remaining disciples at the seventh level of cultivation. Therefore, no matter what, Xuan Tian will not meet the giant disciples of the tenth level of cultivation in the second round.
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Wu Liao was No. 107. When he took out the token from the box, he suddenly looked at Xuantian, his lips curled up slightly, showing a smile, and he handed the token to Elder Han.
Elder Han looked at the token, and said loudly: "The second round, No. 107 Wu Liao, against No. 467 Huang Tian, No. 3 ring."
Feeling Wu Liao's gaze, Xuantian knew that he must have drawn him, and it was as expected.
Ranked No. 107, it can be seen that Wu Liao is not outstanding among the disciples who have cultivated at the ninth level.
Xuantian snorted coldly in his heart, Wu Liao belonged to Senior Brother Yang, once represented Senior Brother Yang, went to Xuantian's residence to find Xuantian, and the conversation was not pleasant at that time.
Since he belongs to Senior Brother Yang, Xuan Tian is more than happy to beat Wu Liao up!
According to the usual practice, the disciples who are drawn will go to the ring first.
Xuantian took one step ahead of Wu Liao, and came to the No. 3 arena. It was the same arena as the first round. The eyes of the elder from the outer sect in the stands lit up. Xuantian left a deep impression on him. In the second round, Xuantian competed again in the No. 3 ring.
Under the ring, except for the upper and lower passages on both sides of the ring, other places have been surrounded by outer disciples.
In Xuantian's first round, he won the blade with his bare hands and defeated the enemy with one move, which has been widely circulated among the disciples of the outer sect. This time, Xuantian's opponent is a disciple with a ninth-level cultivation. Two realms higher, all the disciples were very curious, whether the eighth level of the Xuantian Martial Dao Realm was the opponent of Wu Liao, who was at the ninth level.
In the second round, the disciples of the 10th and 9th levels of cultivation were basically fighting against the disciples of the 7th and 8th level of cultivation. There was basically no suspense in the result. Only between Xuantian and Wu Liao, it was considered a strong encounter, which was still interesting. , Therefore, the number of outer disciples gathered is the largest.
Even a few tycoon disciples who had cultivated at the tenth level stood in the distance and set their sights on the No. 3 ring.
Soon, Wu Liao stepped onto the ring with a constant smile on his face.
According to the rules, those with low cultivation should greet those with high cultivation first.
Xuan Tian said: "Brother Huang Tian, brother Wu Liao, please advise."
"hey-hey!"
Wu Liao chuckled and said, "Of course I will teach you, and Senior Brother Yang wants me to greet you for him."
Originally thought that Xuantian would panic when he heard Senior Brother Yang's name, but Wu Liao was obviously disappointed.
Xuan Tian looked indifferent, and said: "Why bother Senior Brother Dong, Senior Brother Yang, I will personally go to greet him."
All the disciples under the arena exclaimed. Although the two spoke politely, the meaning of what they said was very clear, and everyone could hear it.
Xuantian offended Senior Brother Yang, and all the outer disciples had already mourned for him. However, Xuantian actually said that he would go to greet Senior Brother Yang in person. Didn’t he imply that he wanted to compete with Senior Brother Yang in the ranking competition
Then at least you have to break into the top ten to have the strength to confront Senior Brother Yang!
Xuantian has cultivated at the eighth level of the Martial Dao Realm, so under the ring, all the disciples from the outer sects were amazed.
Many elite disciples from the outer sect sneered at Xuantian and looked at Xuantian with sarcasm and contempt in their eyes.
The corners of Wu Liao's eyes twitched. Although Xuantian's tone was polite, the meaning in the words completely ignored Wu Liao. Xuantian even said that he would personally challenge Senior Brother Yang. The implication was that Wu Liao is an ass ? Not my opponent at all.
Clang!
The sword in Wu Liao's hand was out of its sheath, and he said angrily: "You alone dare to compare with Senior Brother Yang. Today, Senior Brother will teach you a lesson and tell you not to daydream there."
"Return to one sword technique!"
Wu Liao yelled loudly, jumped ten meters, and drew an arc in the air. The sword in his hand burst into bright light, and the sword energy exploded, descending from the sky, and stabbing Xuantian.
Wu Liao's sword is more than ten times stronger than Qu Xiangnan's sword.
Standing on a high place, volleying down, this sword locked Xuantian in all directions, and all retreat routes were within the attack range of this sword.
Looking at Wu Liao who came from the sky with a sword, Xuantian still looked indifferent, not in a hurry, his hands did not draw the sword, but clenched into two fists, bowed his whole body, and pulled out a fist like a reckless Cows appear in the field.
All the disciples under the arena were taken aback and exclaimed one after another.
"How is it possible? Senior Brother Huang Tian still doesn't move his sword when facing Senior Brother Wu Liao who is at the ninth level of cultivation?"
"This is the opening move of the Mang Ox Fist. My God, the Mang Ox Fist is a mid-level Huang-rank martial art. Could it be that Senior Brother Huang Tian wants to use the Mang Ox Fist to deal with the Gui Yi sword skill?"
"Damn it! This is too arrogant. Using a middle-grade Huang-rank martial skill is not a sword skill. For a high-rank Huang-rank sword skill, Senior Brother Huang Tian simply doesn't take Senior Brother Wu Liao seriously?"
"Is there any mistake? This Huang Tian is not stupid, right? He is only at the eighth level of Martial Dao Realm, yet he is so contemptuous of Wu Liao, who is at the ninth level?"
"That's wonderful! I'd like to see how Huang Tian can break Wu Liao's Guiyi Sword Technique with the Mang Niu Fist Technique."
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Not only the ordinary disciples exclaimed, but also the elite disciples at the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels of the Martial Dao Realm exclaimed, and even the giant elite disciples at the tenth level also exclaimed.
Seeing Xuantian belittle him so much, Wu Liao was so angry that his chest exploded. If he was defeated by Xuantian's mid-grade yellow-rank martial art, Mang Niu Fist, he would not be able to stand up to other disciples in the future. He was so ashamed that he wanted to buy a piece of tofu and hit him to death.
"Huang Tian, you dare to look down on me like this, you are looking for death."
Wu Liao was furious, shouted loudly, the sword light split, suddenly thrust out two swords, struck down in the air, piercing Xuantian's two vital points.
"The reckless ox stretches its hooves!"
Seeing the two sword lights stabbing towards him, Xuan Tian stretched his body, like a bull that came out to the field in the early morning, suddenly stretched its waist.
Xuantian's fists, just in between this stretch, hit the two sword lights like lightning.
clang clang...
With two clear and crisp bangs, Xuantian's fist hit Wu Liao's sword from the side.
Wu Liao felt two huge forces coming from the blade of the sword, and the long sword was tilted to the side. He was in the sky and had nowhere to borrow strength. He was also brought aside by these two forces.
However, after all, Wu Liao is a disciple of the ninth level of Martial Dao Realm, far from being comparable to ordinary elite disciples. His body twisted and folded in the air, and the direction of landing suddenly changed. It should have landed on Xuantian's side. It landed behind Xuantian.
Grasping this opportunity, Wu Liao stabbed out with a sword, straight to the heart of Empress Xuantian.
"The reckless cow bounces!"
Xuantian was like a reckless bull, with his legs slightly bent all the time, Wu Liao stabbed at him with a sword, Xuantian seemed to have expected it, his slightly bent right leg suddenly bounced back as if he had eyes on his back.
Before Wu Liao's sword pierced Xuantian's back, Xuantian's right foot had already kicked Wu Liao's wrist.
Clang!
The long sword was thrown out of his hand, flew far away, and fell directly outside the ring, where he was picked up by an elite disciple.
Wu Liao was taken aback, and grabbed Xuantian's leg with the other hand, trying to grab Xuantian's leg so that he could throw Xuantian.
Xuantian's speed was obviously much faster than Wu Liao's. Wu Liao only caught the phantom of his legs, and when Xuantian's feet hit the ground, his body turned around.
"The top horn of a reckless ox."
Xuan Tian bowed his body, and his fists were like two horns of a bull, striking straight out.
Click!
With a muffled sound, both Xuantian fists hit Wu Liao's chest at the same time.
Wu Liao's body immediately flew backwards, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and at least one bone in his chest was broken.
Wu Liao flew back ten meters before he landed on the ring. He was almost at the edge of the ring. His eyes were filled with horror and fear.
"The bull rush!"
Xuantian's two legs, like the hind hooves of a bull, planed on the ground, and his whole body was like a crazy bull, rushing forward fiercely, lowering his head to bump, his fists like two horns, and striking forward again.
As soon as Wu Liao landed on the ground, Xuan Tian had already bumped into him, he could dodge it, but he couldn't dodge it, he just had time to cross his arms, forming a cross to protect his chest.
Click click click!
Xuan Tian punched Wu Liao's arms with two crisp sounds, and both arms were broken. Wu Liao flew up again, and was directly knocked out of the ring, falling among the disciples under the ring.
The ox stretches its hooves, the ox bounces its legs, the ox tops its horns, the ox rushes!
In just four moves, Xuan Tian used the Mang Niu Fist to knock down Wu Liao from the ring, won the second round and advanced to the third round.