Supreme Dragon Soul

Feeling the tit-for-tat momentum between Luo Cheng and Qi Guyun, everyone's eyes focused on the two of them.

"Tsk, tsk, the mere confrontation of momentum is so intense!"

"Qi Guyun defeated Yu Yue with one sword, and Luo Cheng dared to provoke him. I have to say that his courage is extraordinary!"

"It's a pity that Luo Cheng's level is too low. Otherwise, both of them are the best swordsmen. A life-and-death battle would definitely be exciting..."

Qi Guyun defeated Yu Yue with that sword, letting everyone see his strength clearly.

The chief disciple is indeed no small matter, his strength is far above the others!

Up to this moment, most people did not think that Luo Cheng was qualified to fight Qi Guyun.

"Hmph! Arrogant loser!"

In the Prince Hall, Xu Qifeng, the fifth among the top ten disciples, had a sneer on his face.

In his opinion, Luo Cheng was able to defeat Tu Shan because of bad luck!

If Tushan hadn't been too careless, made one wrong step, made every step wrong, and failed to exert even 70% of his strength, he wouldn't have capsized in the gutter!

If the two of them really fight, Tu Shan will definitely not be defeated! At least it won't be a complete failure.

Noticing Qi Guyun's livid face, Xu Qifeng said: "Senior Brother Qi, there is no need to get angry, he won't survive today anyway."

"I know!"

Qi Guyun withdrew his gaze, let out a breath of depression, and nodded.

The game continues.

Sixth round showdown.

Luo Cheng's opponent was Lu Chen, who was ranked ninth, and he gave up and surrendered.

The opponent Qi Guyun drew was a disciple of the Prince Hall, and he also admitted defeat.

In this round, Chen Lingyu’s opponent is Lin Xiaoyun.

The two are worlds apart in terms of fame and strength.

Everyone thought that Chen Lingyu would admit defeat directly, but unexpectedly, both of them stepped onto the ring in tacit understanding.

"I give up!"

After a moment, Chen Lingyu raised her hand to indicate that she would abstain.

This scene left many people confused.

Chen Lingyu returned to her seat, her face a little ugly, and she suddenly stared at Luo Cheng and asked:

"Luo Cheng, you must fight Qi Guyun?"

Luo Cheng nodded.

Chen Lingyu frowned, took a deep breath, and said: "Then you must be mentally prepared. If you encounter the top five Prince Hall disciples in the next competition, it is best to admit defeat directly and retain your strength. You must not impulse!"

Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

"Senior Brother Lin told me that Qi Guyun's cultivation has reached the level of building a divine bridge and breaking the pulse in half a step!"

"Build a divine bridge, and the pulse will be cut off in half a step!"

Yuan Zhilan and Tuoba Lie were both surprised, and their eyes widened.

Of course they know what this means!

Chen Lingyu continued: "Moreover, Qi Guyun gave an order before the competition to let the other ten disciples of the Prince Hall try their best to wear you down, and then kill you with his own hands."

"Kill me with your own hands?"

Luo Cheng suddenly realized, no wonder Tu Shan deliberately reserved his strength before and just wanted to deal with him.

There are a total of twelve rounds in the same group.

The rest time between each round of competition is very short. Even if you can take elixirs to recover your injuries and vitality, it will be difficult to return to your peak condition in a short period of time if you fight continuously. You will be depleted of energy and vitality step by step!

In the last few rounds, some disciples were not even at 60% of their usual state!

The top 100 ranking competition not only tests personal combat power, but also tests personal mental strength.

If you are not strong in strength and willpower, your condition will decline quickly!

Yuan Zhilan was slightly absent-minded, woke up, and said angrily: "His cultivation level has reached the half-step of pulse awareness, and he is so strong that he still fights with a wheel!"

Luo Cheng smiled slightly: "I didn't expect him to think so highly of me."

Chen Lingyu noticed Luo Cheng's expression, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then said seriously:

"Luo Cheng, before you meet Qi Guyun, you should not go on stage and try your best to maintain your peak condition. However, Senior Brother Lin still asked me to advise you that it is best not to act out of emotion. Nothing is as important as your life."

"I know."

Luo Cheng nodded, but he was sneering in his heart.

Wheel war?

Others may be afraid, but he is not!

The nine vortexes of vitality in his body not only have an amazing amount of energy, but also recover extremely quickly. The amount of energy consumed so far is less than 10%!

As for the depletion of energy and spirit, he has never taken it seriously so far, so what about the depletion?

Game after game begins and ends.

Soon, the seventh round begins!

"Arena No. 4, Luo Cheng vs. Xu Qifeng!"

The elder referee of Arena No. 4 took a deep breath before announcing the names of the two sides in a very long tone.

brush!

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire square was boiling, and eyes fell on Luo Cheng and Xu Qifeng.

Luo Cheng beheaded Tu Shan, and everyone guessed that he had the strength of the top five among the top ten disciples.

Just a guess is a guess after all, and now he finally waited for his battle with the top five disciples!

Xu Qifeng, ranked fifth among the top ten disciples, has strange and unpredictable movements. He is known as flying on grass in the outer sect. In a previous battle with Lin Zhidong, the seventh, he won with only nine moves. Lin Zhidong even connected his clothes. None of them have been encountered, and the strength is obvious to all!

What's more, Xu Qifeng is still a disciple of the Prince's Hall!

A battle between the two of them would be thrilling without even thinking!

brush!

The light wind swept across, Xu Qifeng flashed, and he was already standing on the fourth stage.

"Such a fast movement, worthy of Senior Brother Xu Qifeng's 'Flying on Grass', his figure seems to blend into the wind, invisible and invisible!"

The outer disciples present had no idea how Xu Qifeng came to the stage, and they all looked at each other in confusion.

Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows. In terms of body movement speed, Xu Qifeng was the best among the opponents he had seen. Of course, he was also on par with his Shadow Step.

Standing up, Luo Cheng was about to go on stage.

"Luo Cheng, what are you doing? Didn't you say you should conserve your strength?" Chen Lingyu said in surprise.

"Don't worry, I know my limits. And it will be over soon."

Luo Cheng smiled faintly, tapped the ground with his feet, and instantly appeared in front of Xu Qifeng. His superb body movement also caused exclamations.

Seeing this, Xu Qifeng's eyebrows trembled, and he sneered: "Not bad, but unfortunately, it's a little worse than mine!"

As soon as the voice fell, Xu Qifeng's figure flashed and he had disappeared.

The next moment.

Xu Qifeng appeared behind Luo Cheng strangely, opened the folding fan in his hand, and slashed a stunning trajectory towards Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng didn't even look at it, and drew the Yanhen Sword to block behind him.

Clang!

The jade fan and the sword collided with each other, making a terrifying explosion!

"Your body movement is just like this." Luo Cheng said indifferently.

Xu Qifeng's face was slightly cold: "Haha, you don't have the qualifications to be arrogant in front of me!"

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, Xu Qifeng directly released his martial soul, which was a blue tornado shining with seven stars!

As soon as the martial soul came out, Xu Qifeng's speed increased again and disappeared in an instant.

Luo Cheng remained calm and swung his sword to the left. The Flame Mark Sword collided with the jade fan again, and the raging Qi force tore the ground into a thousand holes!

"See how many moves you can block from me!"

Xu Qifeng's voice sounded, and suddenly, his attack became more fierce. A series of dreamy fan shadows enveloped Luo Cheng from all directions, and the fan shadows rolled up the air flow, and finally turned into a series of small tornadoes!

Luo Cheng sneered. He didn't know the other party's thoughts, and wanted to consume his vitality in this way.

This method is quite practical, but unfortunately, it was used on the wrong object.

From the beginning, he had no intention of wasting time with the other party, because their strength was not at the same level at all!

"Die!"

A flash of lightning flashed across his eyes, and the sharp aura on Luo Cheng's body was unstoppable, like a sharpened peerless sword, stabbing out with one sword.

Crack!

Thunder exploded!

The outer disciples present felt a sense of horror in their hearts. The moment they heard the thunder, there was only a flash of white light in front of their eyes, and the overwhelming fan shadow was immediately pierced.

Xu Qifeng's figure also appeared, with a thumb-sized blood hole in the middle of his stunned eyes!