"Mom, look at that Wang Ye, his swordsmanship is so sharp!" Qiqi pointed at Wang Ye on the stage and shouted excitedly.
The little girl's eyes sparkled with curiosity and excitement for the wonderful game.
Jiang Mu smiled softly and nodded in agreement: "Yes, Wang Ye's swordsmanship is indeed very outstanding."
Qiqi turned to the other side of the ring, where Li Jie was fighting fiercely with his opponent: "Mom, that Li Jie is also very powerful! Look at his moves, they seem to be very powerful."
Jiang Mu also cast her eyes on Li Jie's game. She nodded slightly: "Well, Li Jie is indeed a capable player."
The mother and daughter continued to watch the game, sometimes admiring Wang Ye's exquisite swordsmanship, and sometimes applauding Li Jie's brave performance.
As spectators, they fully enjoyed this martial arts feast and felt the shock and passion brought by each contestant.
In their discussion, they did not have any particular preference or tendency for any player, they simply appreciated and commented on the performance of each player.
No matter who wins the competition in the end, they are all martial arts masters worthy of respect and admiration in their hearts.
Only Xia Ye, who was beside him, said nothing and was very silent. He also saw this scene.
He frowned slightly, feeling worried.
He knew that Wang Ye was very strong, but Li Jie's performance was equally outstanding.
In this duel, it’s really hard to say who will win and who will lose.
As the martial arts conference progresses, the duel in the ring becomes more and more intense.
Countless heroes from the world have left sadly after trying their best, but those who can stay are all elite disciples of famous sects.
At this moment, the host walked into the center of the ring, preparing to introduce the contestants who were about to enter the quarterfinals.
"Dear viewers, after a series of fierce battles, we finally welcomed the top eight contestants of this martial arts competition!"
The host announced loudly: "They are Wang Ye from Datong Pavilion, Chen Song from Feihe Sect, Deng Lide from Qingtian Sect, Zhao Tiezhu from Kongtong Sect, Chen Shunhua from Kunlun Sect, Linghu Yu and Ling from Huashan Sect. Ye Zhi from the Xiao Sect, and Li Jie from our Zhaixing Pavilion!"
"These eight players are all elites in their respective sects. They showed outstanding strength and skills in the martial arts conference and successfully advanced to the top eight! Each player has his own unique martial arts and tactics, making the competition more exciting."
"In the following games, these eight players will continue to compete fiercely to compete for the final championship! Each of their games will attract the attention and expectations of countless viewers and become the focus of the martial arts conference."
Upon hearing this, the audience responded with warm applause and cheers.
These players are all well-known figures in the world, and their duel will undoubtedly make people look forward to it.
However, at this moment, Li Jie suddenly stood up and looked directly in the direction of Wang Ye, with a look of disdain and ridicule on his face.
"Wang Ye, do you, a loser, deserve to be in the top eight?" Li Jie shouted with contempt, "Go back to your Wudang Mountains to practice behind closed doors! If you stay here any longer, you will just be embarrassed!"
As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar on the scene.
The audience did not expect that Li Jie would provoke Wang Ye so arrogantly, and they started talking about it.
"Is Li Jie too crazy? Who does he think he is?"
"That's right! Wang Ye comes from Wudang Mountain, he is from a well-known and upright family, and his strength should not be underestimated!"
"Hmph! I think Li Jie only dares to be so arrogant because of his power in Star Picking Pavilion!"
The host was also a little embarrassed by Li Jie's sudden behavior and quickly came out to smooth things over: "Contestant Li Jie, please pay attention to your words. This is the competition site of the martial arts competition. It is not a place where you can be wild."
However, Li Jie did not take the host's words to heart.
Instead, he said even more arrogantly: "Am I acting wild? Humph! I'm just telling the truth! Wang Ye, a loser, doesn't deserve to be on the same stage as me! I can knock him down within ten moves!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked again.
The audience did not expect that Li Jie would look down on Wang Ye so much, and they were shocked and angry at his arrogance.
But after Wang Ye heard Li Jie's words, he didn't show any anger on his face.
He knew that Li Jie did this on purpose.
In this way, their Zhaixing Pavilion will be more famous, and if they win, the position of Zhaixing Pavilion will be stronger.
He just stood there quietly, looking at Li Jie calmly, as if he was looking at a clown.
He knew that Li Jie's arrogance would only make him more determined to win.
In this duel, he not only wants to win, but he also wants to win beautifully!
Next, the game entered a more exciting stage.
Li Jie and Wang Ye each ushered in their opponents, both of whom are well-known figures in the world.
The first person to play was Li Jie, and his opponent was Chen Shunhua from the Kunlun School.
Chen Shunhua is tall, has a stern face, and possesses unfathomable internal skills from the Feihe Sect.
He was holding a long sword, and the blade of the sword was flashing with cold light. He was obviously not a young man.
At the beginning of the game, Li Jie and He Taichong quickly fought against each other.
Both of them are extremely flexible and their movements are extremely quick.
Li Jie's Wandering Dragon Kung Fu was brought to its fullest. He shuttled around the ring like a wandering dragon, and every attack was extremely precise.
And Chen Shunhua was not to be outdone. His swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless. Every time he swung his sword, there was a strong sword energy, as if he wanted to tear the air apart.
After a fierce battle, Li Jie successfully defeated Chen Shunhua by relying on his ingenious body skills and strong internal strength.
His victory was met with cheers and applause from the audience.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Ye also stepped onto the ring.
Wearing a green military uniform, he stood on the ring with firm and sharp eyes.
The long sword in his hand seemed to be integrated with him, exuding an unstoppable heroic aura.
Opposite him, Chen Song was an outstanding disciple of the Feihe Sect. He was wearing a white military uniform with a crane embroidered on the back, looking mysterious and majestic.
At the beginning of the game, Wang Ye and Chen Song quickly fought against each other.
Wang Ye's Wudang swordsmanship is extremely powerful. Every time he swings his sword, it seems to be accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, launching a fierce attack on Chen Song.
His swordsmanship is both as steady as a mountain and as agile as a river, making it elusive.
And Chen Song was not to be outdone. The long sword in his hand was like silver lightning, drawing dazzling trajectories in the air.
His swordsmanship was light and swift, and every attack was aimed at Wang Ye's vital points, trying to win in one fell swoop.
The two fought fiercely for dozens of rounds in the ring, and it was difficult to decide the winner.
Although Wang Ye's sword skills are extremely powerful, Chen Song's body skills are more flexible.
Whenever Wang Ye's attack was about to fail, he could always cleverly turn or jump to avoid Wang Ye's sharp edge, and then launch a fierce counterattack.
The audience was mesmerized and applauded and cheered for the wonderful performance of the two contestants.
They know that no matter what the outcome of this game is, it will be a classic battle in the martial arts conference.
