Galaxy Shattering Blade Chapter 459: Is it so good on the 31st?
From the second round, the elimination game.
One-on-one decisive battle, simple and neat, only depends on strength.
Moreover, accidental play is useless, because the new wind war is a continuous war, not only depends on the explosive force, but also depends on the lasting. Entering the real world of Nimes, fighting with the demon clan, one-on-one battles are rare, and they are often group battles.
"Draw the ball." Lin Feng's eyes fell forward.
The battle table is clearly arranged. No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 31... No. 31 vs. No. 32, the winner of No. 1 and No. 2 in the next round is the winner of No. 3 and No. 4 analogy. If you want to win the crown of the new style disciples, you need to win five games in a row.
"Huh?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
On the battle table, there is no name under all the numbers. Only No. 1 and No. 17 have already been set.
No. 1 Wang Hui, No. 17 Iron Meteor.
"The strongest genius in District 1 and District 2." Lin Feng's eyes flashed hot.
The two numbers can be divided, one in the upper half and one in the lower half, to avoid meeting before the final battle, which is a kind of protection.
"No. 2!"
"No. 18!!"
......
The disciples cheered.
30 disciples who advanced to the second round touched the number ball one by one. When the disciples of the first district went to draw, the disciples of the second district cheered; when the disciples of the second zone went to draw, the disciples of the first district cheered. As for the disciples in the three districts, the whole army has long been annihilated, and now there is silence.
Very nervous.
Same thing for disciples who draw the ball.
From their own perspective, no one wants to draw No. 2 and No. 18. There are rewards for entering the top 16; entering the top 8. The rewards are more generous; every step forward in the new wind battle, you can get a lot of rewards.
Lin Feng is the 15th draw.
Compared with other people, he wants to get these two numbers more, but many things are often contrary to their wishes, and this chance is not very big. It's not his turn yet. A pale young man looked at the number 2 ball in his hand, crying without tears.
Surviving around.
Soon--
It's Lin Feng's turn.
"No. 18!" "No. 18!"... All the disciples in the three districts shouted, but the four districts were the best. Lu Jie, defeated by Lin Feng, is a disciple of the second district. Because of this battle, the second district has been ridiculed by the first district.
"No. 32." The East Evil Protection Law responsible for the lottery reported the numbers.
The roaring crowd suddenly suffocated the ball, disappointed, and No. 32 fell to the end of the second half. To meet No. 17 Iron Meteor, at least to the top four. The disciples in the four districts were excited. Apparently Lin Feng had a good draw.
"What's so happy!"
"That's right, do you think this kid can make it to the semi-finals?"
"Kill the chicken with a knife, and see how he loses the next game!"
All the disciples in the three districts shouted.
One by one with red eyes, I hope to see Lin Feng's fiasco.
...
"No. 32." Lin Feng smiled.
This is a good number. I also rank 32nd under the teacher. Looking at the name printed on the battle table, there is still a lot of distance from No. 17 Iron Meteor. Lin Feng does not matter, the first few battles... Quan Dang warmed up.
In the "31!" and "31!" there was another voice.
Whenever a disciple of the district goes to draw. The disciples in the other districts shouted No. 31, hoping to meet the weakest opponent and advance to the top 16. Lin Feng looked in his eyes and smiled dumbly. He looked at the disciples who finally got the No. 31 ball in excitement. He didn't know he thought he won the championship.
"No. 31..."
"Is that so good?"
...
A short break.
Draw the number ball. Directly start the second round of 16 battles, and the four ring battles start at the same time. It won't be too long. The rules are basically the same as in the first round, and serious injuries or falling to the ring are defeated. Don't kill each other.
"Wang Hui!" "Wang Hui!"... Everyone in the area shouted.
Including the disciples in the three districts, and also cheering for the unparalleled genius of Xiefengtang. At the age of 22, he is already the ninth level of Qiyun period. He is likely to become the youngest fetus of Xiefengtang. Those who will succeed in the future.
On the contrary, the disciples in the second district said nothing.
Even the No. 2 disciple who fought against Wang Hui came from the second district, but everyone knows... this battle has no suspense.
"The strongest genius in the first district." Lin Feng's double pupils flashed.
"It took seven months to integrate a set of swordsmanship."
"Cultivate the sacred energy of light, and...the sacred energy of wood, a kind of heaven and earth energy, a kind of five-element energy, light weight speed, heavy power; wood weight auxiliary, heavy defense."
Lin Feng looked at the contest ring, just five seconds later, Wang Hui had won. It is not that the opponents are poor in strength, and those who can advance to the second round are at least the fourth order of the Qiyun period, but Wang Hui is the existence of the nineth order of the Qiyun period, and the level is completely suppressed.
"I don’t see the holy spirit of using wood for the time being."
"But his Holy Spirit of Light is at the same level as my Yaoguang Holy Spirit."
"Moreover, its knife technique is extremely brisk, and it explodes power at the speed of the knife. It should be the same with the knife moves that want to merge."
Lin Feng nodded.
For the time being, you can only see this.
After all, the battle ended too quickly. With Wang Hui's promotion, the fifth set of battles started immediately. Lin Feng swept through the four platforms and paid attention to every battle. This was a good learning opportunity for him, especially for most of the disciples. The sword realm was the ninth realm.
Like Wang Hui, this is the ninth realm.
Watching them play against each other, you can see the use of a lot of mystery, the subtlety of the knife, and the feelings.
"Look, how serious it is to prepare disciples."
"That is, he is studying the next round of opponents, how can he not be serious?"
"Hahaha!"
......
Three districts, there is a constant sarcasm.
Lin Feng turned a blind eye and watched an evenly-matched battle. The gains were not small, especially the sentiment of Dao Realm. After learning from Li Ge and Wang Shen again and again, his realm of Dao Fa has already reached the eighth realm. Peak, only one point away from breaking through the ninth realm.
"Oh?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up~IndoMTL.com~ As a group of matches went on, the schedule was quickly over halfway, and the strongest person in the second district, "Iron Meteor," appeared.
Thirty years old, he is much older than other disciples. His knife is mature and decisive, and he is as stable as Taishan. He also directly crushes his opponent to win. In particular, Lin Feng's heart was touched by the arrogance of the sword realm of the disciples. In terms of combat strength, he was only eighth in the Qiyun period, but he was only slightly inferior to Wang Hui.
Blade, the ninth peak!
"After three games, I will be able to fight him!" Lin Feng looked forward to it.
Soon--
One game after the other is over, one by one promotion places appear.
It is the end of the second round, the last game.
"No. 31 Wang Zhihong, to No. 32 Lin Feng!" The voice of Dongxie's protector, Shen Ran resounded.
…(to be continued)