Rise of the Zerg of Elves

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, outside the martial arts square.

One hundred and thirty arenas have been dismantled, and in the center of the martial arts square, a large arena two feet high has risen from the ground.

Today's competition was personally hosted and refereed by Bi Fang, the general manager of the outer gate.

Song Yan has not seen this person since the entrance examination. This is the second time.

Bi Fang glanced at the thirteen Song Yan people standing in the audience, and said in a deep voice: "Today's competition adopts a points system. If you defeat one person, you will get one point. The person with the highest points will be the number one in the outer sect. Huang Liang, come up."

"Yes"

Song Yan flew onto the ring in response.

"Who will challenge Huang Liang first?" Bi Fang looked at the twelve people below.

"I come"

A very handsome man flew down on the ring. It was Dongfang Yulan who formed the Sun and Moon Society.

"Junior Brother Huang, I have long wanted to meet you, and today is a good opportunity."

"I have heard of Senior Brother Dongfang's name a long time ago, and today I saw him and he is indeed well-deserved," Song Yan said with a smile.

Dongfang Yulan's face turned slightly cold: "Okay, let's compete in this arena."

"please"

"please"

The two shot at the same time.

Song Yan used his fists and Dongfang Yulan used his sword.

Like two torrents, the two of them collided into each other in an instant. There were constant explosions and vigorous energy, and even the solid ring shook slightly.

It has to be said that there is no false scholar under the famous name. Dongfang Yulan's swordsmanship has reached the point of proficiency. Moreover, he is practicing the three-star martial arts Chaoyang Sword.

Every sword is like the rising sun, filled with a great deal of majesty.

Unfortunately, what he met was Song Yan, who practiced the Immortal Phoenix Technique that far surpassed the heaven-level skills, and used the nine-style five-star high-grade martial arts Xuanhuo.

Therefore, in the first ten moves, Dongfang Yulan could barely compete with him, but after ten moves, she began to fall into a disadvantage.

In the twenty-fifth move, Song Yan punched Dongfang Yulan's sword out of his hand and won.

Bi Fang's rich voice sounded at the right moment: "Song Yan scores one point."

The figure flickered, and another person fell on the ring.

"My Excellency Xu Chao, I have met Junior Brother Huang"

"Hello, Senior Brother Xu" Song Yan saluted with clasped fists.

At this moment, Xu Chao suddenly launched an attack on Song Yan.

Sneak attack

However, Song Yan tilted his head slightly and dodged Xu Chao's sneak attack.

Seeing this, a trace of regret flashed in Xu Chao's eyes, and he stepped aside and said: "Junior Brother Huang, I will admit defeat."

The failure of the sneak attack to admit defeat made Song Yan a little bit dumbfounded, but then he understood the other party's intention, which should be to preserve his strength.

The third challenger is a woman.

Her movement and footwork were extremely mysterious, and she adopted a free-flowing fighting style as soon as the battle began, instead of confronting Song Yan head-on.

In response to this, Song Yan simply responded by remaining motionless, standing still and letting the other party toss him around.

After the opponent tried to attack Song Yan several times without success, he reluctantly chose to admit defeat.

"Your total score is three points. You can rest for a quarter of an hour after three consecutive battles. Do you need to rest?" Bi Fang asked Song Yan.

"No, keep going" Song Yan waved his hand disapprovingly.

In the fourth game, Song Yan defeated his opponent with five moves.

In the fifth game, the opponent admitted defeat.

In the sixth game, the opponent still admitted defeat.

In the seventh game, Song Yan defeated his opponent with three moves.

In the eighth, ninth, tenth, and eleventh games, the opponents all chose to admit defeat.

In the twelfth round, Feng Yun slowly walked onto the ring with two long swords on his back.

He looked at Song Yan solemnly and said in a calm tone: "You are the only opponent worthy of my all-out efforts. I hope that in the next game, you will no longer hold back and fight me with all your strength."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was in an uproar. Could it be that Huang Liang still retains his strength?

Song Yan smiled slightly: "You have some eyesight, and you can actually see that I have preserved my strength. Since you ask for it, I will grant it to you."

"Chi Yin"

A fiery red long sword flew out from Feng Yun's back and fell into his hand. The sword's body was dazzlingly red, shining under the sunlight. At the same time, there was a powerful aura coming out of the sword's body, making people around the ring It's all a matter of breathing.

"Second Grade Spirit Artifact"

Some people exclaimed that although the first-grade spiritual weapon had breath coming out, it would definitely not be so powerful.

Feng Yun's voice sounded again: "This sword is called the Chixia Sword. It is made of Qianlai Fire Jade. It is a second-grade sword. I hope you will be careful."

When everyone in the audience heard this, they secretly exclaimed that it was indeed the case, and their eyes fell on Song Yan. Feng Yun had taken out the second-grade spiritual weapon. Did he still have to use his bare hands?

"Come on, let me see the power of second-grade spiritual weapons."

Song Yan waved to Feng Yun.

"You don't use weapons?" Feng Yun frowned slightly.

"Haha, we don't need it for now, come on"

“Good deal”

The next moment, the long sword in Feng Yun's hand suddenly flew out.

The sword was extremely fast, like a comet streaking across the sky, or like the sun at noon, brilliant and dazzling.

Song Yan's heart trembled and he retreated sharply.

But that sword seemed to lock him, like a tarsal maggot, following him closely, and as it followed, the condensed power continued to increase.

“Can’t retreat anymore”

Song Yan's eyes narrowed, knowing that if he retreated, he would have to use at least one of his trump cards if he wanted to take the sword. The Outer Sect Competition was not worth using his trump cards.

He let out a small growl.

The true energy in the body is like a rushing river, emitting a continuous roar. At the same time, the secrets of the nine styles of Xuanhuo are also in motion at this moment.

Huhu

Three feet of flames rose up from his body and enveloped his whole person. Even though they were seven or eight meters away, everyone in the audience felt an overwhelming heat wave, making them sweat profusely in an instant.

"boom"

An earth-shattering explosion sounded, and then the flames all over Song Yan's body went out, and he took five or six steps back before he stopped.

As for Feng Yun, the arm holding the long sword trembled and he stepped back seven or eight steps before he could steady himself.

"Very good, you are more powerful than I imagined. This sword can no longer defeat you, so I have to change to another sword." As he spoke, Feng Yun inserted the Chixia Sword back behind his back and took out another one. sword.

As soon as the sword came out, the surrounding air seemed to condense, and a more powerful aura continued to radiate to the surroundings.

The sword body is transparent and crystal-clear, as thin as a cicada's wing.

"This is the Crystal Cicada Sword, a third-grade spiritual weapon. Are you still not using the weapon?" Feng Yun looked at Song Yan and asked.

Third grade spiritual weapon

When everyone in the audience heard this, their breathing became extremely rapid, and their eyes were fixed on the long sword in Feng Yun's hand, with envy, jealousy, and greed.

"Hey, originally I didn't want to use weapons to suppress people, but now, if I want to defeat you, I have to use weapons, so I have no choice but to use them." Song Yan sighed and shook his head, then he reached out and grabbed the void. , suddenly, a black iron sword appeared in his hand.

This black iron long sword did not exude any aura, nor did it appear to be powerful.

However, as the referee, Bi Fang showed an expression of emotion: "Huang Liang, this sword is a meteor sword."

Author's digression: Well, this is the fourth update

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