Chapter 245 -- Two Women Fighting

"In terms of quantity, the East Courtyard has the advantage, but in terms of quality, no one can compete with the East Courtyard."

"I can't help it. There is a Wu Xiao in the East Courtyard. Except for Duan Meng, who can fight with him, maybe Li Yun of this class can also fight. Others are not enough."

"This is not necessarily the case. Xiao Chu's breath is not inferior to Li Yun, and in some aspects it is even more than that. The first battle should be the four of them."

"Not necessarily! Xiao Chu should be included in it. The ninth young master of the last year was punched by him. Is this strength not qualified to compete for the top three?

"The top ten on the last ranking tablet are all above the strength of the late stage of the mixed yuan. Wait, the next test will be shocking."

Although Wu Weiwei's performance was very good, and even his strength reached the late stage of the mixed yuan, unfortunately, with Lin Yuan's Zhuyu in front, Wu Weiwei was undoubtedly much inferior, so with his identity, everyone began to discuss the struggle between the East Courtyard and the young giants, and each had their own opinions.

Lin Yuan and his master Song Changqing stood together, next to the people in the South Courtyard who lost their qualification.

They watched the competition of various groups and sighed, "The competition this year is too fierce. Many of the players on the last list have been eliminated. I don't know how many players will be left on the last list when the second stage of the knockout competition is over."

Guo Tao said, "Looking on the current situation, at least 30 to 40% should be eliminated."

The achievement of three or four is more than 20 people, which is a terrible number.

Lin Yuan did not say anything. In the first stage of the knockout competition, many players in the last list were indeed eliminated, such as Guo Shun, who ranked 31st in the last session, Wang Kan, who ranked 28th in the last session, Zhao Kangyu, Cai Yong in 34th, Lu Yun in 50, and Hu Xiaolong, a disciple of Sun Tianyou of the North Academy, who were all in the last session. The masters on the ranking tablet have now been eliminated one by one.

You should know that this is the first round of competition, which has been so cruel, so Guo Tao said that 30% or 40% is still a relatively implicit statement. When the second phase of the knockout stage is over, the total number of eliminated players on the last list should be about 25 to 30, which will not be lower than this number.

Of course, there are also young disciples who have not been eliminated last year. They are also lucky and have been making great progress. However, in general, the majority of them are still eliminated.

A new generation replaces the old!

How many old young masters have been eliminated, how many new young masters have been promoted. At the beginning of the twelfth game of the second group, it was a female disciple of the West Academy, whose talent was also high, reaching the initial level of the mixed yuan.

Seeing that the female disciple of the West Courtyard easily suppressed her opponent, Lin Yuan noticed something and said secretly: This female disciple of the West Courtyard should have only recently broken through. Along the way, her skills and martial arts have not been cultivated to a very advanced level. It seems that the time for cultivation is shorter. If she is given another year, she may not be able to compete. 15.

The thunderous sword broke the opponent's true spirit, and the beautiful disciple of the West Courtyard easily won the first point of the second phase of the knockout match.

Lin Yuan smiled and focused on his group.

The second round of the game is about to begin!

I don't know what opponents I will meet?

"In the first round of the second round, Ouyang Yu vs. Wang Qian!"

As the referee's voice fell, the big audience suddenly calmed down.

Those who are qualified to participate in the second phase of the knockout stage are not weak. If the quota of the ranking monument is expanded to 120 people, then all the players on the list are all elites, all of whom are elites and heroes of the younger generation.

And Ouyang Yu and Wang Qian are undoubtedly the top heroes.

Ouyang Yu, the eldest disciple of the West Courtyard of Wuzong, ranked seventh in the last ranking monument and was a popular figure in the top five this time.

Wang Qian, also a disciple of the Western Academy of Wuzong, ranked 10th in the last ranking monument and was a popular figure in the top ten this time.

On the surface, Wang Qian is obviously slightly inferior, and the last ranking monument is three places behind.

Don't underestimate these three short nouns. Maybe this is the difference between heaven and earth, which is also what everyone expects. After a year of precipitation, what will the last disciple reach at this time?

The encounter between the two in the first round of the second round is definitely a highlight. In the eyes of everyone, no matter how strong Ouyang Yu is, it is impossible to defeat Wang Qian several times, and Wang Qian cannot sit back and let Ouyang Yu easily win himself. He will certainly do his best to try his best to defeat her. In this way, the spectators will have a blessing in the eyes.

"Who do you think will win this game?" Some people couldn't help asking their companions.

"Isn't that nonsense? Of course, it is Ouyang Yu. The younger generation at the bottom is easy to be surpassed, but the talent and understanding of those who can enter the top ten are all the best. Combined with the top martial arts, it is almost impossible to surpass them.

"Not necessarily, Wang Qian ranked 10th in the last ranking, only three places behind Ouyang Yu, and her martial arts practice is almost the same. It's not so easy for Wang Qian to defeat him, maybe it's difficult."

"In three years, the ranking tablet competition can climb to its heyday. There must be many changes in Wang Qian and Ouyang Yu. No matter how much we argue, it's useless. Let's wait and see!"

Aren's discussion, Wang Qian and Ouyang Yu came to power.

"For a year, you are still so cold!" Wang Qian smiled slightly and had a cyan sword in his hand. The sword was three feet long and eight. The sword was very thin, and the surface was carved with a circle of simple spiral lines. In the center of the spiral lines, there were cyan dots. The whole spiral lines were three dots, making the sword look heavy and strange.

Ouyang Yu said, "Take out all your strength! Otherwise, it will still lose to me like last time."

"Naturally, I will do my best."

The two said a few words to each other, and then stopped talking and stared at each other closely.

Ouyang Yu also has a sword in his hand, and the long sword with dark blue sword light blooms brightly.

The first move was Wang Qian. His body flashed. When he was still ten meters away from Ouyang Yu, the cyan sword in his hand stabbed down, and the thick sound of breaking the air was like a mountain like a mountain, giving people the feeling of a long sword, but a large mountain and a stone pillar leading to the sky.

Ouyang Yu stood still until he was stabbed by the cyan sword that he met him with a sword.

The dark blue sword suddenly broke out and met the cyan sword light. Two beautiful figures came into contact in the air.

Bang!

The ice crumbs scattered all over the sky, and Wang Qian's powerful sword that was enough to split the mountain was actually cracked by Ouyang Yu's dark blue sword light, and more than that, the blue sword light was somehow covered by a layer of dark blue frost, and the cold air overflowed.

"Awesome, this sword not only contains a lot of true qi, but also has the power of ice bursting." Lin Yuan recalled the scene just now. When Wang Qian stabbed with a sword, the magnificent dark blue ice Zhenyuan had gathered on Ouyang Yu's sword. When the two collided, the ice Zhenyuan instantly turned into hard ice with the help of the power of collision and easily dispersed the strength like mountains and mountains.

Guo Tao said, "This should be one of the unique skills of the West Academy of Wuzong!"

On the stage, Wang Qian's eyes were solemn, and Zhenqi poured into the cyan sword along the palm of her hand. Suddenly, the circles on the sword lit up, and the cyan halo rippled and shattered the frost.

"A move from me, Qingyun's blow!"