"Long time no see you guys."

Jun Ruoshui came to the escort agency and said with a smile.

"Brother Jun, we are here to cheer for you!"

Brother Tian smiled heroically, and a group of big men also agreed.

Their attitude is very respectful, after all, Jun Ruoshui is the life-saving benefactor of their group of people.

The woman looked at Jun Ruoshui silently, her eyes shining brightly.

Finally, she mustered up the courage and said to Jun Ruoshui: "Young Master Jun, I have a hurry to part with me last time. I haven't told you my name yet. My name is Lin Yurou."

When Jun Ruoshui heard this, he smiled and said, "Good name, Miss Yurou is as good as her name."

This was his polite words. After all, when we met before, the woman gave him a little heroic impression, and she didn't look gentle and gentle.

Lin Yurou was very happy when she heard Jun Ruoshui praise her, and her phoenix eyes narrowed together.

"Brother Jun, I hope I will be lucky enough to see your sword intent today."

Mr. Han said respectfully from the side.

As a master, sword intent is the dream that every ordinary sword cultivator dreams. He cannot make any progress at this age. Now he just wants to see it.

"I have a chance."

Jun Ruoshui said with a smile.

But who is qualified to inspire his sword intent in this competition?

Even Ye Yitian, who is at the ninth level of the spirit, can be defeated by two fingers.

Not even a sword.

After chatting with everyone for a while, the ranking battle began.

The rules are to fight against two sides, the winner fights against the winner, the loser fights against the loser, and finally determine the exact ranking.

Those who enter the top ten will represent Yuhua to participate in the Ten Kingdoms Competition ten days later.

Jun Ruoshui returned to the group of people in Wangyue City, and everyone encouraged him.

The little fat man lost to the hands of a spirit-inspiring realm in the group eight to four. Now, Jun Ruoshui is the only one left in the Wangyue Academy.

The last eighteen people, the lowest is the third level of spiritual attraction, are all young geniuses and young kings in various regions.

Now, these people are also looking at each other, but basically ignore Ye Yitian.

It’s not about being despised, but about knowing its strength. Everyone thinks that he will definitely be the first, and no one regards him as an opponent.

The one who received the most attention was the Seventh Level of the Spirit-Spiriting Spirit in the Royal Capital, and Jun Ruoshui.

Then there were two other spirit-guiding sixth level in the capital.

Although the final has not started yet, everyone knows that these people will rank second and sixth.

The final will be held in the No. 1 ring. At this time, a royal head stood on the ring and began to announce the names of the top 18.

Every time someone is called out, it will cause a burst of cheer.

In the sixth group, the other person decided was Liu He.

Although he lost to Jun Ruoshui, he still defeated others in the subsequent game and qualified successfully.

Among the eighteen people, there was only one woman, and it was the little princess.

Two months ago, she was already at the peak of the first level of the Spirit-Spiriting Level. Now two months have passed, her cultivation has reached the fourth level of the Spirit-Spiriting Level.

Although she has excellent talent, she has probably used some other means to cross the triple level within two months.

After all, as a dynasty princess, there will be no shortage of elixirs.

"Now, the finals begin!"

After the royal family read the name, they shouted loudly and said, "In the first game, the royal capital He Luo fights against Jingyang City Guo Jingfei."

The two teenagers jumped onto the ring, clasped their fists at each other, and started the competition directly.

The two of them had a three-level and a four-level ending. The ending was not unexpected. After tens of moves, the young man in the three-level spirit was defeated.

"The second game, the royal capital Tang Ren will fight against Yue Yunpeng, Baolan City."

Among the eighteen people, there are eleven people in the capital. In all the games, there will be people in the capital, and there will even be four people in the capital to face off in pairs.

The game went smoothly. After five games, it was Jun Ruoshui's turn.

"In the sixth game, Jun Ruoshui, Wangyue City, fights against the king's capital Zhang Wuji."

Jun Ruoshui jumped onto the ring and looked at the boy in blue opposite him with a strange look.

You won't have a great shift in the universe, right?

Or the Nine Yang Divine Art?

"Brother Wuji is on the court, I don't know if he can win."

The young girls in the royal capital stared at the ring and responded to Zhang Wuji.

"Although Wuji has the sixth level of the Spirit-Spiriting, it probably won't work..."

The young man in the seventh level of the capital of the king shook his head. After seeing the speed of Jun Ruoshui's defeat of Liuhe, he had already regarded him as his opponent and attached great importance to it.

"Take a move Zhang Wuji."

On the ring, Jun Ruoshui carried a long sword on his back and said with a smile.

Zhang Wuji looked solemn. He had threatened to vent his anger for the little princess in the royal capital circle before, but after Jun Ruoshui defeated Liu He with one move, he already knew that he probably wouldn't be able to do it in terms of strength.

He couldn't achieve that speed.

But, we must fight too!

"Chang Kun..."

He gritted his teeth and mobilized all the energy in his body.

Lying. Groove!

Jun Ruoshui was shocked. It wasn’t really a great move!

Going in a mess?

"Three palms of Qiankun! One palm!"

Zhang Wuji shouted violently, and his energy surged all over his body and attacked Jun Ruoshui.

"call.."

Jun Ruoshui breathed a sigh of relief. I really thought it was a big shift!

He changed his mind and shouted, "Nine Yin..."

His right hand formed a claw, and his claws hit the attacking palm.

"Nine Yin White Bone Claws!"

"Bang!"

One claw grabbed the other party's palm firmly to death!

"Two palms!"

Zhang Wuji was not panicked, and his left palm was entangled and he slapped it out with one palm!

"Two claws!"

"Bang!"

Jun Ruoshui's left palm also became claws, and he grabbed the other party's left palm tightly.

"Three palms!"

Zhang Wuji gritted his teeth, bloodshot in his eyes, and a strong vitality suddenly burst out from his right palm, breaking away from Jun Ruoshui's right hand.

Then, carrying the bursting Yuanli, he came towards the door of Jun Ruoshui.

"Three claws!"

Jun Ruoshui grabbed his right palm with his right hand again.

"you!"

Zhang Wuji's face turned red and tried hard to break free, but after he tried his best, his energy surged out wildly, and he couldn't break free.

"There are no four palms?"

Jun Ruoshui asked curiously.

"No...no."

Zhang Wuji blushed, and his forehead was filled with blue veins because of the force.

"Sorry, I still have it."
To be continued...