My space becomes the world

"Okay, awesome!" Waves of shouts came from the camp of casual cultivator survivors. Although they are both rivals, they still admire the casual cultivators like themselves, because they have no family power and compete for strength. They never hesitate to praise powerful people.

"If you don't want to die, just admit defeat. You don't have much spiritual energy left." The young man smiled. These were all his strategies to seduce the young man in black to use a wide range of moves and consume the young man's spiritual energy. In fact, he majored in fire-based skills, and charging with a sword was not just a trick. If the young man didn't fall for the trick, he would really kill the young man in black. This was a good move with two uses.

The young man in black did not admit defeat and was very silent. There was no sadness or joy in his bright eyes. He responded to the tall young man with ice picks that condensed again. This time the number of ice picks was obviously not as large as the second time. This also confirmed that the tall young man The young man judged that he did not have much spiritual energy left.

Seeing the boy in black being so stubborn, the tall young man didn't talk nonsense, and the failure of the psychological warfare was also expected. The fire on his blade was also dim. While the young man was condensing the ice pick, he raised his sword and rushed forward quickly. His physical strength was not consumed at all, and the sprint speed was faster. He needed a clean victory to pave the way for his future.

In three breaths, the young man had appeared within five meters of the young man. If he took three more steps, the sword in his hand could pierce his opponent's chest.

The first step is to raise the sword

The second step is to accumulate strength

In the third step, "The Immortal Guides the Way" the young man shouted, joy and cruelty alternated in the young man's eyes.

The surrounding audience either participated in or witnessed the brutal fighting, but they did not become numb. The battlefield is different from the duel. Fighting on the battlefield is the general trend. People are more concerned about staying or leaving, and they are prepared for life and death. And the duel can arouse the tension even more. Everyone is staring at it, and the sense of involvement is very strong. So many people now have their hearts in their throats.

"Hide, hide quickly."

"Scared?"

"After all, he is still young and has too little experience."

"You are the stupid one. You are ready to risk your life and kill!"

You said something to me, and everyone had different opinions, discussing the situation on the field. Those who joined in the conversation are all young people. They are the protagonists of this game and are very concerned about the situation, because the people who are fighting now will become opponents in a moment.

The heads of those big families don't care about winning or losing. What they care about is whether the young people of their families can win the championship. Moreover, the strength of these young people below cannot be caught in their eyes.

On the other hand, the young man in black seemed not to have seen the tip of the sword stabbing his chest, looking calmly into the eyes of the tall young man.

The words "Baptism of the Ice River" came out from the thin lips of the young man in black. The ice pick on the young man's head moved immediately and shot towards the head of the young man in black without any hesitation.

"It's really a life-changing attack."

The tall young man did not hesitate. He had already been prepared for the boy's counterattack. He changed his moves quickly and put the long sword that had not hurt the boy across his head, facing the ice flow that was about to fall, and jumped back with all his strength. At this time, his middle door was wide open. If he didn't retreat, he would be attacked by the boy in black. . At the same time, he gathered spiritual energy in his left hand and formed a water shield in front of his chest. He had a lot of experience in fighting.

There was no counterattack as expected. The boy in black stood motionless, just looking at the tall young man who was pushed away by the ice flow.

This made the surrounding audience anxious, and some people couldn't help shouting: "Idiot, how could you miss such a good opportunity to counterattack."

The tall young man was pushed 10 meters away by the river where the ice picks gathered. He suddenly switched to holding the sword with both hands. The fire on the sword suddenly burned, cutting the ice flow from the middle. The ice flow suddenly turned into two, one on the left and one on the right. The tall young man passed by. But this time it wasn't melted by the flames.

The tall young man charged forward with his sword in hand and came back to kill him. Victory is already beckoning to him.

At this moment, the young man put his palms together, and the cut ice flow turned around, gathered together again, and rushed towards the tall young man's back.

It was too late for the tall young man to dodge. He turned his wrist, held the sword on his back, and turned his body sideways. At the same time, he circulates his own spiritual energy and gathers it on the sword. I want to use this to block the attack of the ice flow and minimize the damage.

But how could he achieve his wish? The ice flow slightly adjusted its angle and hit his back directly. A mouthful of blood spurted out from the tall young man's mouth.

But it was not over yet. The ice flow carried the tall young man and flew high into the sky. The dense ice cones became loose, surrounded the tall young man in the middle, and washed back and forth. This was the real "glacier baptism".

The tall young man was still unconscious and shouted "Admit defeat" with his last strength.

As the tall young man surrendered, the glacier stopped moving and just wrapped him back to the ground, then dissipated into the air.

The tall young man had purple lips, and his hair and eyebrows were all covered with snow-white ice particles. His body was scratched countless times by ice picks, and it was frozen before the blood could flow out.

A drop of spiritual liquid was flicked into the tall young man's mouth by the young man in black, and quickly turned into spiritual energy, replenishing the tall young man's Dantian. The tall young man's spiritual energy circulated, a faint fire appeared on his body, and his frozen body slowly recovered.

He stood up staggeringly, cupped his fists and raised his hands to the young man and said, "Thank you." He turned around and left the center of the arena lonely.

Now there are only four people left in the arena, which also declares that the selection of casual cultivators is over.

Zhou Lifei came to the four people, looked at the four young faces, nodded with a smile, raised his hand and threw out four space rings.

"Work hard. His Majesty sees your performance. Now go and rest. Waiting for the final competition, I hope to see you in the court in the future."

The court's wooing came. Originally, there were no rewards except for the champion in the Tianjiao Competition, but as the best among casual cultivators, the court's wooing target would be rewarded by the emperor.

The value of these rewards is not low. If you exchange them for spiritual stones, they start at a million. These things don't seem to be as much as those given to represent big families, but not every big family will invite foreign aid. Needless to say, Wanbao Pavilion is not a family business, but more like an alliance. They invest in strong people.

Many casual cultivators are unwilling to fight on behalf of the big family, because it is a one-time deal. Fighting on behalf of the family means giving up the court. The largest power in the Qinglong Kingdom is still the imperial court. Casual cultivators who can participate in the competition, He would not miss the opportunity to be reused by the imperial court.

Of course, casual cultivators who have passed the age still like to join the big forces, but don't forget, this is a two-way choice. The big family has resources and needs to cultivate its own clansmen. Why should they be given to you?