"Tang Xuansheng!" the referee shouted. Xu Feiyang, who fell off the ring, still had an expression of disbelief on his face and said: "How did I lose? How did I lose?" "Star Breaking Sword" is his ultimate move. It is extremely powerful. How could it be possible? Easily broken. Unable to figure out this truth, he could not accept the fact of being defeated. On the lounge, Li Wuxie and Ling Yun were sitting together. They were good friends and their rankings were very close. Ling Yun, who had been defeated by Xu Feiyang with this move, was shocked and said with a hint of bitterness: "How did he do it? "Xie, can you tell?" Li Wuxie's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "I can tell that Tang Xuan must have seen through the flaw in this sword and directly attacked." Li Wuxie's eyes were always straight. Ling Yun admired him, and he was even more surprised by this: "Seeing through and breaking through the moves are two different things. This sword move has exceeded the scope of white-level advanced sword skills. It should have been just practiced by Xu Feiyang. It has not yet been completed. I can see a hint of it." "It's a flaw, but let me break it. I don't have the eyesight and hand strength." "Don't underestimate Tang Xuan's skills just because he has been using strength to break the enemy. I suspect that he hasn't tried his best before because the opponent doesn't need to force him at all. He can just use his skills to defeat the enemy directly." Li Wuxie analyzed this amazing fact. Ling Yun licked his dry lips: "It seems that my ranking will drop one place this time. I am lucky to stay in the top ten. Wu Xie, you have a 10% chance of beating him." "50% is the best. The premise is that he has nothing to hide." Li Wuxie said calmly. ¡ ¡ Tang Xuan¡¯s defeat of Xu Feiyang was originally the focus of much attention. It raised his level in the minds of the audience to another level. But as the referee announced another opponent for the game, the focus shifted. "The fourteenth game, Huang Yan versus Yu Ruochen." A roar rose from the stands. Both Huang Yan and Yu Ruochen are the most popular disciples in this generation. They are rare female disciples among the top 100, and they both have stunning beauty and strong strength. In the past, Yu Ruochen was slightly less popular. After all, Huang Yan's talent and strength kept her opponent in check. However, this time Yu Ruochen also broke into the top ten. Although she is still not as popular as Huang Yan, her popularity has increased and she is on par with her opponent. Two figures landed lightly on the ring. The postures are impeccably beautiful. See this. The shouts from the audience became even louder. "Senior Sister Yu, Senior Sister Yu." "Senior Sister Huang, Senior Sister Huang." The voices in the stands were intertwined one after another. It's hard to say who is more popular. Advocates on both sides are also arguing with each other. It was so intense that they almost got into a fight. "Senior sister doesn't seem to have listened to what I said." Huang Yan's eyes showed no emotion or anger. He said calmly. Yu Ruochen said calmly: "I don't have to worry about my affairs, senior sister." Huang Yan narrowed her eyes slightly and said calmly: "That's fine, then I wish senior sister well." When the bell rang. Huang Yan's zhenqi surged violently, and the sharp zhenqi continued to cut through the void. She swung out a sword with her right hand, and a light blue zhenqi sword light shot towards Yu Ruochen. Yu Ruochen quickly drew the sword with his right hand, and touched the sword light with the sword. Puff, puff, and several small holes appeared on the ring. "Light and shadow kill!" With a flick of the long sword, Yu Ruochen flew into the air, and a dazzling sword light shone. The light and shadow on the ring were intertwined, which was both gorgeous and dangerous. "Hmph!" Huang Yan had a contemptuous smile in her eyes, and the zhenqi on her body shot out in a spiral, as if thousands of rapiers were exploding. ¡°Ding-ding-dang-dang¡¡± The sword lights collided vertically and horizontally, and the light, shadow and sword light became less and less. "Lingxi sword!" Yu Ruochen scolded, with dark eyes, she transformed into a sword light and broke through Huang Yan's protective body's infuriating sword light, as if she ignored the distance in space, she used this sword Feng Yaoyang was defeated without any resistance. Huang Yan¡¯s eyes narrowed. Yu Ruochen¡¯s sword finally made her feel a hint of threat, Qiang! A flash of tile-blue sword light swept up and slashed down fiercely. The tile-blue sword light spurted out in a fan shape without any blind spots. Boom! The sword light shattered. A figure flew out upside down, blood leaking from the corners of its mouth. Yu Ruochen¡¯s steps staggered a bit. There were bursts of uproar from the people below. "Senior Sister Yu is still defeated by Senior Sister Huang." "There is no way, the level is different"Now that she has grown up, she is in the seventh level, and her talent is extremely high. Senior Sister Yu is one level behind, and is at a disadvantage in all aspects. Defeat is normal. " Just as the people below were discussing. Huang Yan on the stage swept her steps, followed Yu Ruochen's retreating figure, and struck out with a sword. The referee's eyes moved, and Yu Ruochen fell completely below. It stands to reason that this The outcome of the battle has been decided. With this sword blow, Yu Ruochen will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die. The sword light is too fast, and it is too late for others to stop him. Yu Ruochen sees that the surging sword light is about to engulf him. She unexpectedly calmed down inside. On the broken mural she saw in a damaged cave half a year ago, the dancing sword moves of the ethereal fairy in the painting kept passing through her heart, and her eyes became even more ethereal. At this moment, Her mind seemed to have touched a new realm. The sword in her hand began to dance subconsciously. The tip of the sword brought out a faint light, and the blue sword light continued to cut and break under this inconspicuous light. . The elders on the elders' high platform also stood up suddenly. This was an incredible scene. It was obviously the Qi of the seventh level, and the quality of Huang Yan's Qi was far higher than that of the other party. How could it be possible for a sixth-level Yu to be defeated? Ruochen cut it open, and the ethereal sword light carried a mysterious flavor that could not be explained. "What kind of swordsmanship is this? I have never seen it in the door. Lao Gao, have you seen it?" "Elder Huang Tianhua, who is a swordsman, frowned. Gao Qingsong stared at the ring tightly and shook his head: "What a brilliant artistic conception, I have never seen it before. " Huang Yan, whose sword light was broken, had a look of surprise on her face, and her eyes were slightly gloomy. She did not expect that her sword light would be broken by Yu Ruochen, who was in the sixth level. This was hard for her to accept. The ethereal aura on the opponent's body was hard to accept. "Senior Sister Yu is so beautiful!" "Everyone in the stands exclaimed. Even some of the disciples who supported Huang Yan were attracted by the ethereal beauty that Yu Ruochen exuded at this time. Now she is like a fairy who has fallen into the muddy world, and Huang Yan is so beautiful. , that is, a common woman, fell into the inferior category. The voices shouting Yu Ruochen¡¯s name completely surpassed Huang Yan¡¯s. ¡°Damn it! This bitch! " Huang Yan squeezed her hands fiercely, remembering that Tang Xuan, who had been teased and applauded by her and was obedient to her, suddenly turned against her. He got close to Yu Ruochen again. Even the man he was proud of Her beauty must be overshadowed by her, and a trace of inexplicable resentment bursts out from the depths of her heart. "It depends on how you block it!" " Huang Yan waved the long sword in her hand, and the tile-blue sword light rushed towards Yu Ruochen. One after another. The sword in Yu Ruochen's hand was swung faster, although the tile-blue sword light was cut open one after another. . But Yu Ruochen¡¯s Qi is the weak point. The artistic conception can shorten the gap, but the fierce consumption of Qi soon reaches the limit, and Yu Ruochen is pushed back. "The sect referee received the elder's zhenqi transmission. He quickly jumped onto the ring and shouted. The resentment in his heart burst out, ignoring the referee's shout. Huang Yan mobilized her zhenqi and slashed diagonally with all her strength, condensing it to the essence. The crescent-shaped sword light flashed out: "No! "When Huang Yan raised her hand, Tang Xuan had already rushed out. At the same time, his hand shook, and a silver light flashed in the air. But there was a distance of seventy or eighty meters between him and the ring. How could he be faster than the sword? Even the referee did not expect that when he was shouting the result of the battle, Huang Yan would strike out with such a sword. The crescent-shaped blue sword light roared through the air and slashed through the air in an instant. A flash of silver light came over, which was astonishing. The tail of the blue sword light hit. Damn! The half of Yu Ruochen's sword flew sideways, and blood splashed out. Yu Ruochen held the sword hilt with one hand and covered it with the other. On his cheeks, traces of blood seeped out from between his fingers. ¡°Senior sister, how are you? "Tang Xuan walked over quickly. "It's okay. "Yu Ruochen shook his head, his face slightly pale. "Your face! "Tang Xuan asked Yu Ruochen to let go of his arm, his eyes shrank, and a surge of anger surged. Although the sword light was a little deflected, there was still a sword that was as long as one finger on the cheek that was originally like mutton fat jade. The fine sword energy was raging on the wound, and the blood was hard to stop, staining half of Yu Ruochen's face red. Tang Xuan took out a bottle of pills, poured one out, and asked Yu Ruochen to drink his pills quickly. The medicines are all top-quality goods redeemed from Wanbao Pavilion. Healing elixirs are not as rare as cultivation elixirs, and are of a higher level than cultivation elixirs., reaching the top level of low-grade medicine. After Yu Ruochen took it, he immediately began to heal his injuries with luck. "I have already declared you the winner, why do you still take action?" The sect referee was furious and asked Huang Yanxing for punishment. ¡°During the battle, I was concentrating so hard that I might not have heard anything.¡± Huang Yan said in a calm tone without any fear. "Huang Yan!" Tang Xuan turned around fiercely with a stern look: "You don't have to open your eyes and tell lies. I don't believe you can't see that Senior Sister Yu's energy has been exhausted." Without showing weakness, he said: "Swords have no eyes, how do I know if Senior Sister Yu has any hidden killer moves, let alone if I don't hold back? Senior Sister Yu only has a superficial wound, and it won't affect her next game." "What a skin. External injury!" Tang Xuan simply didn't expect Huang Yan to be so shameless. That sword was completely intended to destroy Yu Ruochen's appearance. If the flying knife he shot hadn't slightly deflected the opponent's sword light, the situation would have been ten times worse than it is now. To disfigure a woman, his thoughts were even more vicious. Better than killing the opponent. "Junior brother, stop arguing." Yu Ruochen slowly exhaled and stood up. The top-level white elixir has infinite effectiveness. It is overkill to treat such a minor injury. The wound on Yu Ruochen's face has healed, but scars are inevitable. (There will be another chapter later, before 12 o'clock) (To be continued)