Huo Lingyun is just the beginning, and the other nine seed players will also appear on the stage.

As if they had agreed, everyone on stage solved their opponents with one move.

Qi Qingxu's fierce sword moves made the opponent instantly fall into the net and unable to extricate himself; Leng Changheng's ghostly sword shadow flicked into the opponent's vital points; Hong Qianzhong's beast-like body crushed the incoming weapons mercilessly; Wei Zhuohua

When the enchanting dance like a butterfly dazzles the human eye, the tail needle is revealed quietly.

The most astounding person was Chu Hao. When facing someone who was also famous and whose strength was much stronger than the others, he exaggeratedly used no weapons and subdued the opponent directly with just one move with his arms.

The other seeded players' eyelids twitched when they saw it.

Even if he is as confident as Chen Jing, he has to focus more solemnly on the other party.

Sometimes, there is a huge gap between genius and genius.

As time goes by, the competition passes round after round.

Compared to before, Chen Jing and the other three received more attention.

Except for the ten seeded players, the three of them are rare players who have won consecutive games without losing a single match.

Among them, most people's eyes were on Shang Qingmei.

It's not because of her looks.

But the result of her crushing in every game really scared everyone.

Even those seeded players who have their eyes set higher than the sky, very rarely put their vigilant eyes on her.

Especially Hong Qianzhong.

The way he looked at Shang Qingmei now was no longer the peach-colored look he had before.

People who have been able to cultivate to this point are also the kind of people who have sperm in their brains. If you still underestimate your opponent at this time, it is not another problem, but that there is something wrong with his own brain.

But despite being extremely vigilant, he was still full of confidence in himself.

If this were not the case, he would not be able to become one of the officially recognized seed players.

As for Chen Jing, after the first game, like Li Haoran, he deliberately extended the time for sparring with his opponent.

This is not because he deliberately wants to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, but because he wants to absorb more highlights of the opponent's moves through the Hidden God Source Wisdom Sutra.

If someone carefully observes his fighting from the beginning to the present, he will find that his moves are becoming more and more concise and efficient.

Chen Jing had a strong premonition that the opportunity for his breakthrough in swordsmanship was getting closer and closer.

So he slowed down.

As for the contempt of others, it has nothing to do with him.

Time will tell who is the final winner.

"Now it seems that the ten seed players identified by the school have the best chance of becoming the final ten. Sure enough, authority is authority!"

Halfway through the group competition, the players in the audience already had a general understanding of all the players, so they started talking about them one after another.

"I didn't expect to miss it. The three juniors and juniors from the freshman class have such strength. So far, they have won all the same as the ten seeded players. The freshmen of this class are really fierce!"

"Do you think it is possible for these three people to challenge the ten seeded players?"

"Shang Qingmei should have this kind of strength. So far, no one of the many masters can catch her. The true strength is unpredictable. But it is hard to say for Chen Jing and Li Haoran. Although they have won consecutively, they have fought hard every time.

We no longer have enough stamina, and I’m afraid we will be defeated soon.”

"These three people are indeed talented, but their real stage should be next year. In my opinion, even Shang Qingmei has a very small chance of winning against seeded players."

"That makes sense."

"Apart from these three people? With so many sophomore warriors, there can't be one person who poses a threat to the ten seeded players, right?"

"Why not? Look at Xiang Ziang, who is so domineering with a spear in his hand. He has won seven out of seven battles, and his opponent has no power to fight back. He is definitely qualified to compete for ten. Huh? Look, look, look! He faces Wu Heng.

Come on, there’s a good show to watch!”

"I hope he can become the first person to kill the Demon King with his hands, otherwise it will be too boring."

People with good intentions immediately spread the news. In an instant, almost everyone's eyes were focused on this focus battle.

Wu Hengyu is a tall and thin young man who looks very delicate.

Just like the kind of little puppy that is popular in the entertainment industry now.

If he were in the outside world, he would definitely attract many sister fans or mother fans.

But anyone who is familiar with him will definitely not have such thoughts.

I heard that after the last wanted warrior who laughed at his sissy voice fell into his hands, he collapsed in less than a moment and begged for mercy. His voice was so pitiful that it did not match the hardness of his bones recorded in his information.

On the opposite side, Xiang Ziang is completely opposite, full of masculine charm.

"Xiang Zi'ang, if I were you, I should give in early and fight for the second spot wisely. Otherwise, I won't be able to hold back when I take action later, and everything for you will be in vain." Wu Hengyu said in a calm tone.

He said arrogant words that were completely inconsistent with his appearance.

In response, Xiang Ziang sneered and replied: "Wu Hengyu, you are still so arrogant. You still want me to admit defeat? Are you worthy?"

Wu Hengyu looked disdainfully and looked directly at the referee without wasting any time.

The referee understood the situation clearly, signaled the two to get ready, and immediately announced the start.

The words just fell.

Wu Hengyu disappeared in an instant.

"So fast!"

The people watching the game are all warriors, so they naturally have great eyesight.

The speed Wu Hengyu showed just now can be said to be the fastest so far.

Not to mention his speed.

"Wu Hengyu, you are still the same!"

In the ring, Xiang Ziang was not worried at all about the disappearance of his opponent. He had already mastered the secret skill of identifying the position by listening to sounds. He moved his ears and swiped the gun barrel, directly sweeping Wu Hengyu's body out.

"Good guy! Look how prepared Xiang Ziang is this time!" someone exclaimed.

"Wu Hengyu is in danger! Could it be that the first seeded player to be defeated is about to be born?" This is the voice of excitement and anticipation.

Ever since the school selected the ten seed players that everyone absolutely recognized, everyone was expecting someone to beat them.

This has nothing to do with personal relationships.

It is the most essential yearning of human beings for warriors to slay dragons and break authority.

And now, this moment is about to be witnessed with one’s own eyes.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Xiang Ziang lived up to the heavy trust and used his spear to make a dragon come out of his hole, forcing Wu Hengyu to look very ugly.

Suddenly, his rhythm changed without any warning, and his speed increased by several percent. In a flash of lightning, he approached the astonished Wu Hengyu and shouted:

"Defeat!"

A little bit of coldness comes out of the body.

Combat Skill-Triple Gun!

Just as everyone was waiting to see, just as Chen Jing and a few others frowned slightly, Xiang Ziang showed a moment of ecstasy, and the spear pierced Wu Hengyu's chest like a broken bamboo.

But soon, in everyone's astonishment, Wu Hengyu, who was stabbed, disappeared like a bubble.

"How is that possible?" Xiang Ziang looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

But when a cold dagger suddenly lay across his throat, he knew that everything was over.

"Do you think you are the only one who has made progress and I haven't?"

After saying this calmly, Wu Hengyu put away his dagger and welcomed his victory.

"Oh! It's just a little bit close!"

"It seems that the quota this time is certain."

Some people in the audience were sad and some were disappointed.

This is the closest the seeded player has ever been to defeat. I really don’t know if there will be any chance in the future.

Everyone is a little pessimistic.

And at this moment, a new battle begins without being affected.

"Three groups, No. 1 vs. No. 7!"

"No. 1 of the third group is Huo Lingyun, and No. 7 is Chen Jing. It's over, it's over! It seems this freshman warrior has stopped here."

"Even Xiang Ziang can't beat the seeded player, let alone Chen Jing. The result is obvious."

"He has good talent. I hope this defeat will not hurt him."

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Chen Jing, who had already been judged to have failed before the game even started, slowly stood up.
Chapter completed!