High in the sky, the referee looked at Ye Xiu, frowned slightly, flew down to the Tianhe Arena, raised his hand and patted Ye Xiu on the shoulder.
The next moment, a bone-chilling chill swept through Ye Xiu's body, causing half of the referee's body to be covered with a layer of hoarfrost.
The referee's eyelids twitched and he quickly took his palm back. With an extremely solemn look on his face, he looked deeply at Ye Xiu.
"Cough cough cough"
Ye Xiu coughed violently and looked apologetic towards the referee, "I'm fine, it's an old problem. I'm sorry, senior, I"
The referee raised his hand to indicate that Ye Xiu did not need to explain, and then said loudly: "The winner of this battle is Ye Xiu!"
As the referee¡¯s words fell, the whole place was boiling.
"Zhu Wushuang, he was defeated!"
¡°And, it turned out to be an instant kill with one punch!¡±
"Oh my god, the dark horse really counterattacked!"
"The three favorites to win the championship, actually actually"
Such a result was unbelievable to the audience present, especially the geniuses of the Red Flame God Clan, who were as dejected as eggplants beaten by frost.
The Red Flame God Clan¡¯s hope of winning the championship was completely extinguished.
But no matter what, victory is victory and defeat is defeat.
Although Zhu Wushuang was hit by this blow and almost half of his bones were broken, he did not show too much disappointment.
For a fighting maniac like him, winning or losing is not important. What is important is fighting against a real master.
This battle is already enough for him.
The referee took a deep look at Ye Xiu and asked him to leave the ring. The next game will continue.
"The next match is Ling Feng's battle"
The referee's voice sounded, and everyone suddenly became excited again.
Ling Feng is undoubtedly a dark horse born in this Tianhe martial arts performance.
" Moreover, it is also the only glimmer of hope left in the Temple of the Witch God.
"Qingyu!"
Ling Feng¡¯s opponent is not the seeded champions like Wu Xuan or Huang Yu, but Qing Yu, a genius from the Thousand Feathers Clan.
This Qingyu is certainly not as strong as Huang Yu, but being able to persist to this point has proven that he is strong enough.
As the referee finished speaking, two figures flew onto the ring.
"Please give me some advice!"
Qingyu is a middle-aged man who looks very tall, with a pair of huge cyan wings on his back.
I saw the wings on his back fluttering, and the blue feathers condensed into a blue feather sword, floating from behind.
For a moment, there was a burst of green light, and the entire arena was enveloped in a green light.
"This is the secret technique of the Thousand Feathers God Clan, the Feather Blade!"
¡°Finally we saw it!¡±
There was a burst of discussion in the audience. This feather blade secret technique is the secret of the Thousand Feathers God Clan, and few of the younger generation can master it.
And this Qingyu is obviously one of them.
"You are a formidable opponent, so I will try my best!"
Qingyu's eyes were fixed on Ling Feng, looking very serious. Around the feather blade behind him, there were also tiny feathers, which formed a shape similar to flying feather needles, floating around the feather blade.
"bring it on."
Ling Feng nodded, all directions in his hand were destroyed, and an invisible aura suddenly swept across.
"Be careful!"
Qingyu roared, and the feather blade behind him spun at high speed. At the same time, thousands of feather needles shot out as the feather blade rotated.
The mighty feather needles, surrounding the feather blade, seemed to turn into a sword dragon more than ten feet long, swooping towards Ling Feng.
????????????????????????????????He is a strong person who has fought all the way to the top fifteen, and he indeed has good strength.
Compared with Ling Feng¡¯s previous opponents, they are indeed much stronger.
It¡¯s a pity that for Ling Feng, it¡¯s not enough!
Zheng!
A clear sword cry sounded, and Ling Feng slashed out with his sword. He didn't even use his sword skills. He just combined the two techniques of force shock and force penetration and slashed with his backhand sword.
In an instant, thousands of feather needles scattered, and the giant feather blade behind Qing Yu was also instantly scattered.
A violent shock force penetrated his whole body. Qingyu felt an unstoppable force exploding in his chest.?, then, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and was directly knocked away.
One sword strike, complete defeat!
Ling Feng¡¯s face was expressionless. As his strength improved, the many changes in the rules of power he learned in the Valley of the Evil were, to a certain extent, actually more useful than witchcraft.
Of course, these two powers may have advantages and disadvantages.
The changes in the strength rules are more suitable for single combat in close combat.
And witchcraft has a wide attack range and a large strike area. Overall, its destructive power is actually better.
"The winner is Ling Feng!"
Compared to the previous one, this one ended faster, and people began to realize that maybe Ling Feng, the dark horse, could counterattack those former legends like Ye Xiu.
Next, Wu Xuan and Huang Yu easily defeated their opponents.
Although there are indeed many dark horses in this year's Tianhe martial arts performance, Wu Xuan and Huang Yu are strong enough and will not fall over so easily.
Soon, the 15th were promoted to the 8th, and except for one person who had a bye, there was only one last game left.
"Zhu Yan of the Red Flame God Clan, fighting against the Jidao God Clan, witchcraft!"
As the referee read out the names of the two players, the audience was excited again.
"Zhu Yan versus Wu Xing, there is no suspense in this battle!"
"That's right. Wu Xing is the second seeded player of the Jidao God Clan, just below Prince Wu Xuan. And Zhu Yan, among the contestants of the Crimson Flame God Clan, can only be regarded as a mid-level player."
"It's strange to say that this Zhu Yan is obviously only a middle-level disciple, but he can fight all the way to this point. It's not easy."
"I'm lucky. I haven't encountered any strong opponents before."
"I have watched all his matches, and each time he won by a slight margin, just a few points. It is incomparable to witchcraft."
""
Before the game even started, people were generally not optimistic about Zhu Yan.
Of course, except Ling Feng.
From the first time he met Zhu Yan in Tianxialou, Ling Feng had already noticed that this person's strength was not simple.
At least, far above Zhu Rong.
The more he observed his game, Ling Feng even came up with the idea that this Zhu Rong might be the top seed of the Red Flame God Clan.
His strength is even higher than Zhu Wushuang.
¡°Humph, it turns out he¡¯s just a young boy.¡±
Wu Xing looked at Zhu Yan with contempt.
He is the second seed of the Jidao God Clan. Although he was suppressed by Wu Xuan, the second seed is still the second seed after all.
And Zhu Yan is just an unknown junior.
When he became famous for his witchcraft, this Zhu Yan was probably still wearing crotchless pants.
"Boy, if you don't want to lose badly, just admit defeat."
Witch Xing crossed his arms, obviously not caring so much about this opponent.
In his opinion, his luck is simply too good. He simply got the top lottery and was able to securely enter the top eight.
Zhu Yan shook his head and said slowly: "You will know who loses and who wins, right?"
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