Chapter 3764 Han Feng's Self-Confidence

Three people from the Fengdu Sword Sect qualified for three points, and the first round was close to five percent, adding up to close to eight percent.

This result, among the eighteen forces, can only be regarded as the middle reaches.

And the strongest Tianhong Sect, added up, has more than 1,900 points, ranking first.

Ranked second, the Lingfeng family, with more than 1,700 points.

The terrifying Tianjiao of the Storm Clan was the foreign aid invited by the Lingfeng family.

The third place has more than 1,600 points, which is twice as high as that of the Fengdu Sword Sect.

But it's still early and everything is still unknown.

Because, the next 72 qualified Tianjiao will compete against each other, as long as they enter the 36th place, they can get 200 points.

Next, the points change will be very large.

At this moment, Qi Ping, Han Feng and others gathered together, and their cold eyes swept across Lu Ming from time to time.

"Brother Han, this Muyun is too evil. If you meet him in the next game, can you be sure to deal with him?"

Qi Ping asked in a low voice.

Han Feng's face was gloomy, he pondered for a moment, and said, "Looking at the strength he showed in the battle with Guanlianbi, if he encounters me, I will definitely kill him!"

Han Feng whispered, his eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.

Although Lu Ming's strength is strong, he has special means and is confident that he can kill Lu Ming.

"That's good, if that kid meets Brother Han in the next game!"

Qi Pingdao, praying in my heart.

He was really scared.

With such strength as Lu Ming, if he is alive, he will definitely not let him go in the future. He will definitely have a hard time in the Fengdu Sword Sect in the future.

In the past, the days of being majestic and powerful, and the days of wanting the wind to win the wind, will never return.

It was hard for him to accept it.

"Congeal!"

At this time in the air, the referees from the eighteen forces snorted at the same time, moved their hands, and the runes filled the air. Then the original eighteen battle platforms began to gather, and finally they converged into a larger battle platform.

"Okay, now there are 72 people in the qualifying group, and the competition will continue!"

"The rules are very simple, seventy-two of you, draw lots, whoever draws will be whoever is drawn, duel in pairs!"

The leader of Tianhong Sect announced.

This is a classic two-person arena battle. Of course, it also requires a bit of luck. If you are unlucky, you will only be considered unlucky if you draw an incomparable master at the beginning.

Next, the leader of Tianhong divided the seventy-two people into two groups of thirty-six people, and then the leader of Tianhong engraved the names of 36 of them on bamboo sticks, and then put these bamboo sticks, put in a metal box.

The surface of the metal box is engraved with runes, which can isolate spiritual sense, prevent someone from peeking at the name inside with spiritual sense, and prevent cheating.

"People on your side, I have engraved names, and those on your side have not engraved names. Come and draw lots!"

With a wave of Master Tianhong, the iron box flew out, suspended in the air, and then ordered a group of people to draw lots.

Whoever gets the name is the one who fights.

"I'll come first!"

A young man in a purple robe stepped out.

Those whose names were engraved immediately became nervous.

Because this person is the arrogant arrogance that Tianhong Sect invited from the Ziying clan, his strength is unfathomable, and he is a strong contender for the first place.

No one wants to be drawn by him, even if it is a few equally powerful Tianjiao, it is not the time for a decisive battle. If they lose, they will not earn much points.

Under the apprehensive gazes of everyone, the Tianjiao of the Ziying clan took out a bamboo stick from the iron box.

"Ance!"

The youth of the Ziying clan slowly spit out a name.

The young man named 'An Ce' turned pale.

"Unfortunate!"

Ance sighed secretly.

"Come on, fight with me!"

The Tianjiao of the Ziying clan stepped on the battlefield, full of heroism.

"I surrender!"

That An Ce, directly admit defeat, no need to compare.

His cultivation is only the ninth level of Divine Sovereign, which is too far from the Tianjiao of the Ziying clan, even if he goes all out,

Nor can there be the slightest hope.

Moreover, once you start this competition, there is no rule that you can't kill him. If the Tianjiao of the Ziying clan has a murderous intention and kills him in one move, wouldn't he be wronged?

So just admit defeat.

In this way, the Tianjiao of the Ziying clan easily won a game and entered the thirty-sixth place, adding 200 points for Tianhong to teach.

Let Tianhongjiao's points exceed 2,000 points first.

"I come!"

At this time, another young man stepped out.

Everyone was shocked again, because this person was the genius of the Storm Clan.

This is also a person who has the strength to fight for the first place.

He also drew a character from the Nine Levels of Divine Sovereign, and that person directly conceded defeat.

Next, Tianjiao went up to draw lots one by one.

Under normal circumstances, as long as the gap between them is not particularly large, they will choose a battle.

Because this is the knockout stage, not the previous group stage, there is still a chance to lose.

Knockout, once you lose, you have no chance.

Fierce battles, one after another.

Of course, many people will resolutely admit defeat once they lose.

After all, they are just invited foreign aid, just do your best, and don't make a fuss.

Thirty-six games, soon halfway through.

"Muyun!"

At this moment, a young man twitched a bamboo stick and read out the name of 'Muyun'.

This young man's face was a little unsightly.

He knew Lu Ming's previous combat power, but he was only the ninth level of the gods, and when he met Lu Ming, he was in danger.

Swish!

Lu Ming was very decisive, stepped out and landed on the battlefield.

As soon as the young man gritted his teeth, he also landed on the battlefield.

"Brother Mu, your strength really impresses me. I want to learn a few tricks with Brother Mu. How's it going?"

Youth Road.

Many people smiled knowingly.

Obviously, this person is afraid of Lu Ming's strength, but he doesn't want to give up like this, he wants to try it out, so he said this to give himself a way out.

"sure!"

Lu Ming smiled.

He has no grievances or enmity with the other party, as long as he wins, there is no need to shout and kill.

call out!

The young man moved, like a ray of light, and killed Lu Ming at a very fast speed.

Obviously, this person is good at speed, and his attack power is also very strong.

That's why he wanted to try it.

Even if the frontal force is stronger than him, if one is not careful, he will be defeated by him.

However, facing Lu Ming, he was destined to miscalculate.

shhhhhh...

The sword light appeared in Lu Ming's hand, and instantly cut out thousands of swords, and the sky was filled with sword light.

The sword light from the sky shrouded the opponent. The opponent's attack was instantly broken, and his body retreated sharply. He retreated to the edge of the battle platform before stopping. There were two more sword wounds on his body, and blood was flowing.

"Sure enough!"

The young man shook his head secretly, then clenched his fists and said, "Brother Mu is really amazing, I admire him!"

After saying that, he turned around and left the stage, voluntarily admitting defeat.