Chapter 120 (1/2)

The third round of martial arts competition rules, there are no constraints, not allowed to die.

However, the talents who can break into the third round among 100000 young heroes are the precious pimples of various forces.

Therefore, when Luo Xiu slashes Cheng Xuan's neck with a sword, the representative of King Wu of the array guild can't sit still.

”Hum!”

An earthy yellow light condenses into the shape of a shield, emerging behind Cheng Xuan.

Luo Xiu's black flame sword was chopped on it, and a strong shock immediately broke the black flame sword into powder.

Gazing at it, the shield, which glitters with earthy yellow light, is still, interwoven with array patterns and runes.

”Is this what the master of the fifth level array uses?” Luoxiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart was shocked.

In theory, he also has the level of a fifth level array master, but Luoxiu is definitely not a fifth level array master.

The real master of the fifth level array has almost broken away from the shackles of the array flag. The divine sense controls the vitality of the heaven and earth, and can depict the pattern runes of the array in the air, and attack and defense in one.

If the master of the fifth level array uses the array flag to arrange the array, his power will be even more powerful. Among the king of Wu at the same level, his combat power is amazing.

Now that the master of the fifth level array has made a move, Luoxiu retreats tens of meters away and does not continue to shoot.

”I give in.”

Cheng Xuan takes a deep breath, looks pale, full of unwilling mouth said.

A round of applause broke out under the stage of martial arts competition, because the battle can be described as brilliant and colorful. Luoxiu showed his real strong strength, relying on Zhenyuan to condense into a sword and defeated a fourth level array master.

The competition continued and soon it was Yan Xiruo's turn to play.

Her chosen opponent was a young martial arts practitioner named Wang Zhuan, who was the seventh highest ranking in the world.

Yan Xiruo stepped on the stage of martial arts competition and suddenly attracted all the people's eyes. She wore a white skirt and held a sword in her hand. Her clothes were elegant, like a banished fairy.

”Beauty, although you are not weak, it is your biggest mistake to choose me as your opponent.”

Wang Chuan had a blue gun on his back, his eyes sharp as a knife.

Yan Xiruo doesn't speak, just caresses the sword Luo Xiu gave her. It seems that with this sword, she can be fearless of any difficulties and dangers.

”Let's go.” A pair of beautiful eyes showed indifference, cold looking at the opponent.

”Boom

Wang Chuang snorted coldly. His paw stepped on the ground, and the gun roared out like a green dragon. With a domineering momentum, he oppressed Yan Xiruo.

”Bang!”

Yan Xiruo's sword comes out of its sheath and moves like water. It's extremely beautiful. There is a fierce and incomparable killing opportunity hidden in it.

In a short moment, the two men played dozens of rounds on the stage.

Wang Chuan retreated, his face a little gloomy, staring at the gun in his hand. He saw that there were many sword marks and cracks on it. He actually suffered a lot of damage in the process of fighting.

What a sharp sword

Many people watching the war under the Biwu platform also saw the clue.

Wang Chuan's gun is absolutely the best of the people's class. Now it is damaged after dozens of rounds of fighting. Doesn't it mean that Yan Xiruo's sword has reached the level of the earth level?

Many Wuzong in the later period of Shenshen refining had a hot look. After all, the Dijie sword was the exclusive weapon of the strong people above King Wu. Many of them used the top-grade human level weapons. Only a few of those with background background could use the top grade weapons.

With a powerful soldier in hand, you can definitely improve your strength by more than two or three percent.

The sword in Yan Xiruo's hand was lent to her by Luoxiu before. Luoxiu was so powerful without fighting sword. Wouldn't it be more powerful if she used the sword of Shangdi terrace?

However, people don't know that the grade of this sword is actually the middle grade, not the inferior grade.

However, Yan Xiruo's cultivation was not enough to prompt the power of the Battle Sword in the ground level, so people would think that it was the inferior war sword of the ground level.

Although the king of Wu can be moved by a lower level sword, he will not be greedy. But if it is a medium level sword, I have to say something else. After all, it is the exclusive weapon of a strong man at the level of Wu Jun.

”Bang! Bang! Bang

On the competition stage, weapons collide and splash out sparks, guns, shadows and swords crisscross, tearing the air, and Zhenyuan fluctuates violently.

In terms of real strength, Yan Xiruo is slightly inferior to Wang Zhuan, but a medium grade sword can make up for the gap that is not obvious.

”Sonorous!”

A crisp sound came from the competition platform. After innumerable collisions, Wang Chuan's gun could not resist the chopping of the medium-grade sword of the ground level and cracked.

At the moment when the weapon broke, Wang Chuan's attack also stopped.

Yan Xiruo immediately seized the opportunity of this flaw, and the sword light came in an instant, against the opponent's eyebrows.

Wang Chuan's face suddenly became extremely depressed, ”if you didn't use the ground level sword, I would not lose to you.”If we lose this battle, we will lose the quota of Xuanyou secret place. We will have no chance in this life.

Yan Xiruo's forehead is covered with sweat. Her strength is indeed weaker than Wang Chuan. If she didn't cut off the opponent's weapons with a sword, the loser would be herself.

Thinking of this, she was more grateful to Luoxiu, and her beautiful eyes could not help looking down at him.

However, at the moment of her shifting eyes, Wang Chuan's eyes flashed a ray of fierce light.

”Be careful!”