The next day, there were crowds of people in the stands and people came early. Not only the young men and ladies from the aristocratic families yesterday, but also many wealthy businessmen tried their best to get in and bring their children to see the wonderful showdown. The scheming guards also tried their best to gather here and enjoy the rare and wonderful showdown.

Today, there is not only the first round of competition between the winning disciples, but also the strong duel between the Xuanwu realm disciples, which is the most worth watching.

The sect leader and elders of the eight sects arrived early. Today's battle was very critical because there were martial arts disciples from Xuanwu realm.

The disciples of the eight sects gathered in eight directions of the Martial Arts, eager to try, and all understood the importance of the second round. If they win, they would have the chance to advance to the top ten. If they lose, they would really have no chance. If many disciples fought easily and casually yesterday, they would probably be nervous today, and they would be 100% energetic and give their all.

"Guess, can Qin Ming win today?" Yao'er held the little fox in his arms and looked at Qin Ming with a smile, with a weird and evil eye.

"Are you interested in him?" The disciple of the Blood Evil Sect was surprised.

"You think he is really like a servant? I guess Qingyun Sect didn't tell the truth."

"Who are you here today?" Yang Yi, Tu Ling Sect, looked at Qin Ming and looked at Mu Cheng again. Qin Ming was handed over to his junior brothers to clean up, Mu Cheng... belonged to me!

Mu Cheng noticed Yang Yi's hot eyes and felt bad. He was really staring at the beast?

"Are you scared?" Tie Shanhe said in a cold tone.

"Are you kidding?" Mu Cheng fired back.

The atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic, and the disciples of each sect were ready, and they looked at the main platform together. Is it about to start?

There were not many cumbersome procedures, and the old city lord issued an order, and the second round of martial arts meeting officially began.

Qin Ming was the first to appear on stage: "Qingyun Sect, Qin Ming, please fight!!"

Since we are going to fight, there is no need to procrastinate. I will do the first battle!

"Good boy, have courage."

"Yes, if you have the courage to fight first, you should take the initiative to fight."

"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise. Pay attention to it. This time you must see through his moves. I don't believe it. He, an eighth-level heaven, can defeat the ninth-level disciple in succession."

The stands were surprisingly quiet. Many people were stunned yesterday. Today, they must see clearly Qin Ming’s martial arts and methods of making moves.

"I'll do it!" A disciple of Tu Ling Sect was about to take the stage, and the Baihua Sect's mortal heart rose into the air and landed in the martial arts platform cleverly: "Baihua Sect, Fanxin, come into battle."

"Fanxin, come down, Qin Ming is from our Tu Ling Sect." The disciples of Tu Ling Sect were angry.

Fan Xin ignored it and walked straight towards Qin Ming, holding his sword and pointing at Qin Ming: "I don't see others crazy the most."

Qin Ming was speechless, am I crazy?

Many people on the stage smiled: "One of the youngest and the other of the lowest level is fair."

"Qin Ming seems to be fifteen years old, right?"

"I heard that it will be sixteen in another month."

"Is it fair? Although Fanxin is young and has great strength, he ranks in the top three in the Baihua Sect's team this time."

Qin Ming looked at Fan Xin and felt helpless: "I won't fight with the girl."

"You are afraid that even girls can't beat them." Fan Xin looked well-behaved and tender, but she was very imposing. She didn't say much, so she rushed towards Qin Ming. Her body was elegant and light, and she slashed out with a sword of Shocking Cai Jueyan. The long rainbow was brilliant and came in the air, leaving behind a sharp and confusing trajectory, slashing towards Qin Ming, and it was a powerful move when she came up.

"Occursed." Qin Ming suddenly flapped his arms, and four flying knives were twisted out of each fingertip. A sharp light suddenly appeared, and eight swords flew together, almost without distinguishing between the front and back.

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

The flying knife roared and rotated rapidly, each rolling up a clear vortex of air waves, drawing out a semicircular trajectory, and locking all the mortal hearts.

What?? The audience exclaimed, flying knife?!!

"Is this considered cheating?"

"The trajectory of the flying knife changes, and the knife is fierce, like a martial arts."

Mu Cheng and others were stunned. Flying sword martial arts? Where did Qin Ming learn it?

The heart is neither shocked nor confused, and he dodged skillfully, and escaped unstoppable from the raid of eight flying knives.

Bang bang bang bang, the flying knife hit the ground, and fine debris collapsed and embedded deeply into the martial arts platform.

The tables of the martial arts are forged with special materials. Not to mention cracking, it is difficult to leave traces. You can imagine the power of the flying knife.

Qin Ming rushed out with the flying knife, and then arrived first, and fisted at Fan Xin's face. It was majestic and powerful. He shouted again: "I offended!"

Fanxin's eyes suddenly condensed, and a wave of air swept away from her whole body. She actually soared into the air like a terrifying geese, like a butterfly in the wind, gracefully and gently, breaking away from Qin Ming's heavy punch.

Extreme softness, against hot punches.

A visual enjoyment.

A breeze circled around Fan's heart, holding her firmly in the air, as beautiful and dazzling as an elf. She stood proudly in the air, humming lightly, looking down at Qin Ming, with a murderous intent and a sword energy steadily.

Qin Ming was surprised that he could fly?

Whoosh!! Fanxin rushed over and shot out the sword shadows all over the sky. She looked very young, but her attack was fierce and astonishing, forcing Qin Ming to retreat repeatedly.

Almost one-sided suppression, and in a blink of an eye, he strongly shook Qin Ming back for more than ten rounds.

"You have this little skill? It disappoints me so much. It's over!" Fan Xin roared coldly, and the sword energy in the sky suddenly rolled up heavy light and swallowed it towards Qin Ming.

Qin Ming frequently retreated, but Fan Xin was running away from the ground and chasing him. At the moment when the sword energy was about to drown Qin Ming, the real silver sword came out from the depths of the sword energy, like a dragon coming out of the sea and stabbed Qin Ming's eyebrows. At this moment, the sword energy in the sky was all violent, raising a loud noise in the sky.

Amazing swordsmanship, terrible moves!

Everyone held their breath and focused, paying attention nervously. This little girl was so powerful that she was scary.

Qin Ming had no choice but to avoid it. The moment he stepped on the edge of the martial arts platform, he reached out and grabbed the Dayan ancient sword. The surface skin shattered, and the sword light suddenly appeared. The ancient sword was like thunder and lightning, and it penetrated the sword energy all over the sky, fighting against the silver sword in the sky.

Sword tip vs. Sword tip!

The Dayan Ancient Sword burst out with a shocking sword energy, shattering Fanxin's sword energy in an instant, and blocking the silver long sword steadily.

The next moment, Qin Ming pulled the sword vigorously, flipped his whole body, swept his right leg across, and whipped towards Fanxin like an iron whip.

Fanxin was shocked and rushed to block the attack, but was thrust by Qin Ming's soles on his shoulders. She screamed in a panic and was pulled back. She almost fell to the ground after falling.

The audience was stunned for a moment and the audience was silent.

Qin Ming held the sword and stood proudly on the martial arts platform. The man and the sword were in harmony with each other, and there was no ordinary aura anymore, and became sharp and powerful. The ancient Dayan sword vibrated in his hand, as if he felt the master's fighting spirit and wanted to attack again.

Tie Shanhe and others looked at each other, Qin Ming used a sword? Why didn't I know?

"Good sword!!" The sect masters on the main stage nodded at the same time, and they all saw the extraordinaryness of the ancient sword in Qin Ming's hand. But this is not a violation. As long as it is not a particularly perverted weapon, it can be used here. Of course, warriors at the Lingwu Realm level cannot control too strong weapons.

Moreover, the silver sword of Fanxin is not an ordinary person.

"Who said he only knows brute force?" Someone in the stands was dissatisfied. Which intelligence said that Qin Ming performed extraordinaryly because of his brute force. His sword technique was obviously not weak.

"I will beat you, and the sword will belong to me." Fan Xin did not feel frustrated, but was ignited to fight. Before Qin Ming could agree, he raised his sword and attacked.

Qin Ming did not reserve and faced the battle.

Clang! The deafening sound spread throughout the audience, and the two of them fought back and forth, and the fight became more and more intense.

The two swords fought each other, and Mars was splashing everywhere. The powerful sword energy was raging on the martial arts platform, splashing everywhere, running around like lightning.

A strong showdown, amazing momentum.

Fanxin's swordsmanship is superb and can fly in the air, and he has an absolute advantage. However, Qin Ming's body movements are obviously wild, and he does not dodge or avoid, and attacks continuously. His swordsmanship is even smoother and faster, and he has suppressed Fanxin's offensive, and the two of them are in a state of equality.

But who is Fanxin? The ninth level of Lingwu Realm is also a genius cultivated by the Baihua Sect.

Qin Ming can actually tie her?

This scene is more amazing than yesterday.

The two of them became more and more intense, with sword energy soaring into the sky and sharply piercing the sky, extremely intense.

"You are qualified to be my opponent. Jing Ling's sword technique, the fifth section, the moon is full of cold!" Fan Xin roared lightly, swelled in the air, dodged Qin Ming's attack, and attacked again quickly. The fiery breeze stirred up all over his body, and the long sword in his hand drew a series of white lights. The sword momentum suddenly surged, rolling like a big wave tumbling, unstoppable.

Qin Ming ran with his sword and rushed straight, but as he ran, his whole body suddenly burst into dense thunder and lightning. The lightning was sharp and boiling, and it quickly gathered in the audience's exclamation, forming a one-meter-long thunderstorm, wrapping around half of his body, roaring at the sky.

"Wow!!" Thousands of people exclaimed, and most of them stood up directly.

The thunders hissing, strong and powerful, lifelike, like a real spirit demon, making a harsh and powerful sound.
Chapter completed!