Chapter 534
“It seems that Qin Yu is the leader of the Longmen Competition!” Many people exclaimed in their hearts, shocked.
“Qin Yu won and successfully advanced to the winner’s group. In the second game, Si Xueyi faced off against Young Master Shuiyue!”
Just now, the people who watched the battle were full of emotions, and soon the second fierce battle was about to start, which was a little dizzying.
The battle between Si Xueyi and Lord Shuiyue was still quite eye-catching. Both were disciples of Moyue Villa. Before, Si Xueyi also had a precedent for defeating Young Master Chang Ji, and it was hard to say.
In addition, there is one more thing, that is that Si Xueyi is too handsome.
As long as he appeared on the stage, the gaze of the female warrior in the Quartet could hardly be removed from his face.
I have to say that this war really did not disappoint everyone’s expectations.
Young Master Shuiyue finally sacrificed her famous Yanyun sword technique, unexpectedly, Si Xueyi also used the Yanyun sword against her.
It’s just that one person uses a sword, and Si Xueyi uses the folding fan that depicts the moon, mountains and rivers, and the vast rivers from beginning to end.
The two leaders from Moyue Villa displayed the dazzling Yanyun sword technique, and demonstrated the power of the Yanyun sword technique to the fullest.
The battle is more stalemate than outsiders imagined.
It can be seen that both Lord Shuiyue and Si Xueyi have great desires for the top four. Although they all went out in the same game, they didn’t leave any hands in the duel.
In the end, Si Xueyi took one step higher and defeated Young Master Shuiyue by a half.
Using the fan as a sword, he made another attack in the smoke and cloud swordsmanship, and walked out a path that no one could understand.
Young Master Shuiyue, although he had cultivated the Yanyun sword technique to a very high level, he was perfect. But after a hundred moves, it was obvious that he couldn’t stand it and gave in early.
He handed over and sent Si Xueyi into the semi-finals.
“Thank you, senior sister.”
Si Xueyi shook his folding fan and gave in modestly.
“I haven’t made any concessions. Since you have entered the semifinals, Junior Brother, you have to fight for my Moyue Villa at least one position in the top three.”
Although defeated, but defeated in the hands of the same door, Young Master Shuiyue was not in a bad mood.
Another person promoted.
But the location of the Lingxiao sword pavilion still didn’t see Lin Yun’s figure, which inevitably made people wonder.
The semi-finals are almost over. Could it be that he is really going to be absent?
On the purple throne, King Qin took a casual look, and then said: “In the third battle, the son Xiaobai is playing against the son Qingshan.”
According to the regulations, Lin Yun lost and could only struggle in the loser group, unable to compete for the top three and the top spot.
Of course, if the other party is willing to choose the hell mode, there is also a glimmer of hope. But King Qin believed that even if Lin Yun came, he would not really choose the hell mode.
Don’t talk about the difficulty of the wheel fight, but the punishment of defeat requires people to think about it.
That hell mode, once you choose, there is no way out.
Either win, attract the attention of the world, and dominate the crowd; or lose, defeat, and lose everything.
Bai Lixuan and Yue Qing appeared on the stage of the king’s battle.
Bai Lixuan drew his sword out of its sheath, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and his whole body seemed to be fused with the sword in his hand. With the power of the Eucharist, he on the battlefield of the king gives people the feeling that he is unparalleled and invincible.
When the sword in his hand pointed to Yue Qing, everyone had an illusion.
Yue Qing seems to be dead.
His sword force completely crushed Yue Qing’s edge, so that on the stage, there was only one breath that could be sensed.
It was Bai Lixuan’s sword, only his sword, bursting with light, dazzling and dazzling.
“Damn it!”
Yue Qing’s face was slightly embarrassed, this kind of crushing advantage made people feel desperate. For a while, it seemed that his son’s name was nameless.
Even if it is closed, the defeat is miserable.
But Qin Yu, who was also forced, used the Xuanyang Art with all his strength, and even fought the opponent several times. Let people see that Qin Yu’s true strength is not unjustly defeated.
But right now, Bai Lixuan’s sword pointed at him far away, and the winner was already divided.
“Of the Eight Young Masters, you should be the weakest. Compared to your senior fellow Guan Shan Gongzi, you are still a bit worse.”
Bai Lixuan looked at the other party and said without changing his face.
“Stop talking, I surrender.”
Yue Qing laughed bitterly and said weakly.
“Concession.”
After receiving the sword and returning to its sheath, Bai Lixuan watched the other party step down, but his mind was not on Yue Qing.
Sweeping his eyes, he looked at the entrance of Longmen Square, thoughtfully, is that guy really not coming?
“In the fourth game, Mr. Yun Zhen played against the funeral boy.”
After Bai Lixuan stepped down, King Qin calmly spoke.
Lin Yun being late is equivalent to abstaining, and Yun Zhen has already won. You can be promoted to the semi-finals as long as you walk through the motions. Even if Lin Yun is really here, you must get Yunzhen’s consent to qualify for the first battle.
In the past, it was not without similar examples.
But as long as the opponent is unwilling and arrives in time, he will be forcibly sentenced to lose.
Yun Zhen boringly boarded the king’s platform and looked at the referee and said, “Don’t be too slow, this kid can’t come.”
The referee secretly said a pity that the Dragon Gate Competition was held every three years, and it was a pity that he failed to arrive in time and was sentenced to lose.
But rules are rules and cannot be changed for personal reasons.
“what?”
But just when the referee was about to announce Yun Zhen’s victory, his face changed slightly.
“what happened?”
Yun Zhen followed the referee’s line of sight. At the end of his line of sight, a familiar figure came into view, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
When the referee was about to announce Yun Zhen’s direct victory, Longmen Square suddenly became a commotion. Many people turned their heads and looked around, and saw a Tsing Yi boy carrying a sword box on his back at the entrance of the square, riding a bright red dragon horse. Facing the morning sun, walked in slowly.
Needless to say, the boy who appeared was naturally Lin Yun, the burial boy.
After seeing Lin Yun’s appearance, many people showed excited smiles on their faces.
“coming!”
“This guy has finally arrived, and there should be time to fight Yun Zhen.” Bai Lixuan’s eyes flashed with a strange color, and he whispered to himself.
In the direction of Moyue Villa, Si Xueyi shook his face with a folding fan, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Some people laughed happily, while others laughed ferociously, such as Qin Yu next to the Purple Throne. He was taken aback for a moment, then sneered, his eyes flashed with cold killing intent.
It finally came, otherwise it would be really troublesome, his right fist was clenched, showing the anger and ecstasy in his heart.
After dealing with the sect elder and his disciples, Lin Yun rose into the air and landed steadily on the platform, muttering: “I should be late.”
Why are you late?
Because he has encountered a crisis that he has never encountered since his cultivation. In the process of comprehending the innate sword intent, encountering a heart demon was like a nightmare, an extremely long nightmare.
Fortunately, this nightmare finally woke up.
The young man raised his head and looked at the sky, with a smile on his lips. Perhaps Brother Xinjue has been looking at him from the sky all the time.
The referee rubbed his beard and smiled: “Fortunately, it’s not too late. I caught up with the final battle of the semi-finals. Now that everyone is here, it’s not tedious. Let’s start the final battle of the semi-finals.”
Do you want to start?