In the martial arts fair, the first round of the eight-sect sword competition will end at noon. All major sects have places to eat and rest. After eating and rest, the competition will continue in the afternoon.

Because Ning Yue's performance in the first game was too eye-catching, he won a round of victory in the hands of Qianyuan Sect, and all sects paid attention to him.

The name Yan Qi also became more and more amid the discussions among disciples of various sects.

The sun was shining, but the heat waves caused by the ring competition were wave after wave.

Ning Yue hugged his arm and leaned against a pillar in the stands. He just watched the performance of the disciples of various sects on the ring and included the secret techniques used by these contestants one by one. The winners of these people may be his opponents later. He must make up for his ignorance of various virtual images and secret techniques in the Jiuxiao Heaven as soon as possible, and absorb a lot of this kind of knowledge and experience.

Ning Yue knew that he finally chose to participate in this eight-sect sword contest in order to increase his experience and to take the opportunity to become famous and create a prototype of his own power.

After all, no matter how strong a person's power is, how can he be able to defeat more than ten thousand people in union? The tragedy of the Daxia Kingdom and the pursuit that almost forced him to death all made Ning Yue eager to gain stronger strength.

The facts also proved his view that in the Jiuxiao Heaven, the strong are respected.

However, after the first game, Ning Yue found that he had more and more eyes on him on the scene. His performance obviously brought a lot of variables to the eight-sect sword contest this time. All the factions participating in the ring match had to re-examine the existence of him, a powerful newcomer.

In Yanxing Sect, the disciples who were originally only respectful to the eight old disciples such as Li Hangu, had seen his first game against Yi Sheng, and his attitude was all gathered and changed. Many people came up to say hello to him seriously, and looked like they were closer to him.

Li Hangu and Nan Sheng were obviously closer, and they were obviously looking forward to his performance in the Eight Sects' Sword Contest.

Even Liu Shen, a person who had a deep relationship with him, no longer stared at him at will. I don’t know if he was afraid of his strength or something else after seeing him showing.

Ning Yue's eyes were slightly condensed, and he looked at the game on the ring. All he wanted was to go further in this ring and not give his opponent any chance.

When the afternoon game was held, the game time was obviously more compact, but the strong ones were still strong. In this round, many contestants who were difficult to advance were eliminated.

Ning Yue came on the court, and this time his opponent only condensed the third-level secret technique. Ning Yue still performed very strongly, defeating his opponent with one move and winning.

Now, Ning Yue’s attention to each party became more and more, and Qianyuan Sect was even more hated. Ning Yue stayed in the ring for one more round of competition, and everyone would recall that Yi Sheng lost with one move, which made Qianyuan Sect lose a lot of face.

But no matter how Qianyuan Sect stared at Ning Yue with resentment, Ning Yue performed better in the next game. As soon as he came on stage in the third round of the ring, he also made a strong attack after the start of the game, defeating his opponent with one move, just like the previous two games.

An accident can happen once or twice, but Ning Yue defeated his opponent three times in one move, and even the attention of some big shots was attracted.

In the entire martial arts fair, the person who was talked about the most in one day was Ning Yue, a newcomer to Yanxing Sect.

The competition was ten days late at night, and the sun set, and a large torch was lit in the martial arts field. The raging fire illuminated the entire martial arts field and the competition continued.

The referee walked onto the ring and announced loudly: "The fourth round of the game, the first game, Yan Xing Zong Yan Qi, and the fifth coffin of the Phantom Sect!"

After smelling the result of the lottery, a burst of excitement suddenly arose in the crowd.

Ning Yue defeated his opponent in one move in three games, and the Five Coffin was not weak. Each killer move made his opponent unable to defend. He used the ghostly assassination method of the Phantom Sect to be unpredictable. At the right time, the killer broke out and defeated his opponent in one move.

Many participants were relieved secretly. When they reached the fourth round of the competition, their strength was considered to be among the eight disciples, but they were unwilling to meet opponents like Ning Yue or Wu Coffin.

Before Ning Yue came to power, Li Hangu and Nan Sheng both came forward to talk a few words, informing them of some ways to guard against the killers of the Phantom Sect. Many disciples of Yanxing Sect also came to cheer up, hoping that Ning Yue could continue to win the game and add luster to the Yanxing Sect.

However, Ning Yue's eyes passed through everyone and landed on the side of the stands. Luo Yaoji stood there at some time, and her eyes were opposite to him.

Luo Yaoji saw Ning Yue and saw him, but looked back deeply and stood there.

Ning Yue knew that although Luo Yaoji didn't say anything at this moment, she had already told him what she wanted to say to avenge her for Luo Hanyan.

Ning Yue turned his head and couldn't even look at Luo Yaoji. I don't know how many ties and alliances are hidden in these eight sects of sword competition. It would be better to sell Luo Yaoji alone. Anyway, he had to defeat the five coffins after he was on the ring.

Ning Yue and Wu Coffin walked onto the ring from both sides, and the observation stages were full of discussion.

"The good luck of that boy from Yanxing Sect has come to an end. Although he won three games in a row, he encountered the five coffins of the Phantom Sect, I don't believe he can play with these cold-blooded assassins."

"I don't think so. Is Yi Sheng from Qianyuan Sect so powerful? Qianyuan Sect put him in the first game just to pick him up, but was defeated by Yan Qi from Yanxing Sect. I think he might still win this game."

"One of these two people is a sharp newcomer and the other is a ruthless assassin. Maybe who will win this game."

"No matter what, Yan Qi, a newcomer from Yanxing Sect, has made a comeback. Even if he stops this round, the Qian Kingdom royal family will pay attention to him."

Amid the chattering discussions, Ning Yue stood on the side of the ring and looked at the five coffins carefully.

The Wu Coffin looked gloomy and had a hunched figure, but Ning Yue would not underestimate him. The Wu Coffin won steadily on the first few games of the Wu Coffin. His hunched and inconspicuous body seemed to be able to burst out with imaginative strength at any time.

The referee announced the start of the game. Ning Yue was preparing for the opponent, but he saw Wu Coffin spread his arms and bowing to him. A smile appeared in his gloomy expression.

The voice of Wu Coffin sounded in a slight slight voice: "Brother Yan Qi, Wu Coffin believes that his cultivation is not as good as you. I am not going to fight this game anymore and I am willing to give in."

Ning Yue didn't expect that the Five Coffin would give in directly, and he couldn't help but be stunned and speechless.

The stands around the ring were also quiet. No one expected that it would be a fierce ring battle, but someone came up and gave in.
Chapter completed!