But he can't afford to lose. If he loses, he will face severe punishment from the sect.
At this time, everyone onlookers cheered up and stared at the field without blinking.
The most exciting moment of this competition is coming!
The competition between Xingyue Sect and Xuanjian Sect will be a real battle between dragons and tigers.
As for Xingyue Sect, as long as they lose one game, it means they will miss out on being number one this year!
This has never happened before in the history of Xingyue Sect.
Therefore, Fu Nan was ordered to die. Even if he died, he could not lose this competition.
Fu Nan was under great pressure, unprecedentedly high!
"Start!" Zhong Lao shouted softly, and he disappeared from the ring.
Fu Nan was already ready to go, waiting for the order.
As Zhong Miao's voice fell, Fu Nan jumped out and punched Shao Hua in the chest.
Shao Hua also reacted very quickly, stabbing out the opponent's chest with a sword.
At this moment, a shield appeared in Fu Nan's left hand, protecting him in front of him. His forward body never stopped, and he hit Shao Hua's sword.
Ding!
The long sword pierced the shield directly, making a crisp sound.
Shao Hua, on the other hand, was hit by the force of Fu Nan's forward thrust, causing his feet to rub against the ground and slide backwards.
In this collision, Funan used all his strength. His purpose was simple, which was to knock Shao Hua off the ring.
Fu Nan's forward body showed no sign of stopping. His shield pressed against Shao Hua's long sword, and he pushed it dozens of feet away in one breath. He was about to push Shao Hua out of the ring with this blow.
At this time, Shao Hua suddenly stretched out his left hand, and an Intention Sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The Intention Sword came out of his hand and slashed directly towards Fun Nan's legs.
Fu Nan frowned and had to stop and move his shield down to block the sword.
Just as his shield moved down, the long sword in Shao Hua's hand became free, he stopped, and he suddenly swung the sword.
Swing the sword and chop!
A piece of sword light rippled like water waves, slashing towards Fun Nan.
With a bang, the sword of intent broke on the shield.
At this time, Shao Hua's sword light was already close at hand.
Fu Nan squatted down and huddled directly against the shield.
With a bang, a piece of sword light struck the shield. The sword light dissipated, and Fu Nan was sent flying with the shield in hand.
Just as Fu Nan's body was hit a few feet away, Shao Hua was already close in front of him with his sword, and he came quickly with a sword.
Fu Nan had no choice but to put the shield in front of him again.
With a bang, the sword pierced the shield, and Fu Nan pressed his body against the ring and continued to slide backwards.
Completely suppressed by Shao Hua!
In fact, Fu Nan is at the Supreme Realm, and Shao Hua is at the True Venerable Realm. However, Shao Hua is a sword cultivator, and the superposition of combat power is too terrifying.
Under normal circumstances, it would take a lot of effort for Shao Hua to defeat Fun Nan, but Fun Nan obviously played very hastily and was eager to attack. As a result, as soon as he made a move, the advantage became his flaw.
From this moment on, a one-sided trend formed in the field.
Fu Nan could only rely on the shield to resist Shao Hua's sword, and could not even fight back.
Seeing this scene, the onlookers couldn't help but sigh. They thought it was a battle between dragons and tigers, but it turned out to be a one-sided crushing.
In the direction of Xingyue Gate, the gate owner Li Shang and the Holy Son Jia Ruoguang all looked extremely ugly!
Whether Xingyue Sect can continue its undefeated record this time depends on Fu Nan.
As long as Fu Nan loses, it means that the first place in this year's competition will miss out on the Xingyue Sect.
Bi Haifan is definitely not Jing Wuwei's opponent, and everyone in Xingyue Sect knows it well, because Jing Wuwei's opponent in previous years was Jia Ruoguang, but this year it was Bi Haifan.
As long as Fu Nan wins this game and Jia Ruoguang defeats Liu Wei, both Xingyue Sect and Xuanjian Sect will win seven games.
At that time, the two sects will be tied.
And for the appearance
In the case of a tie, there is also a corresponding plan. Each of the two sects will choose a representative to fight, and the victory will be judged based on this.
But now, Xingyue Sect no longer has any hope.
A few breaths later, the shield in Fu Nan's hand was knocked away by Shao Hua's sword.
Moreover, a sword was already pressed against his forehead.
From beginning to end, Shao Hua didn't even use the sword domain.
Shao Hua glanced at Fu Nan and took away the sword from his forehead.
At this moment, Fu Nan suddenly punched out, hitting Shao Hua's chest.
Shao Hua frowned and slashed with his sword!
With a bang, Shao Hua's body flew out directly, and Fu Nan's right arm was cut off by Shao Hua's sword.
A few feet away, as soon as Shao Hua hit the ground, he saw Fu Nan rushing over like crazy, with a distorted face.
Shao Hua stood up, with blood on the corners of his mouth, his face was a little pale, and his chest was sunken.
This time, Shao Hua didn't hesitate at all and slashed with one sword!
With a bang, Fu Nan, who had just rushed in front of Shao Hua, also dropped his left arm.
But Fu Nan still ignored it and bumped directly into Shao Hua's shoulder. Shao Hua staggered back a few steps.
At this moment, Fu Nan rushed over again.
Shao Hua directly raised his sword and pierced Fun Nan's forehead.
Fu Nan's body stopped in place, and a trace of blood flowed from his forehead.
However, Shao Hua's sword only penetrated half an inch and did not directly kill Fu Nan.
"If you want to die, just bump into me. If you don't want to die, get out!" Shao Hua looked at Fu Nan and yelled.
He said this for everyone to hear. He just wanted everyone to know that it was not Shao Hua who wanted to kill Fun Nan, but Fun Nan himself who wanted to die!
Fu Nan just looked at Shao Hua, neither bumping into him nor stepping back.
"Aren't you embarrassed enough? Why don't you come back?" Jia Ruoguang's voice came from the direction of Xingyue Gate.
This voice was a little chilling.
In the end, Funan took a step back, staggered, and left the ring with his two broken arms dripping with blood.
At this time, Mr. Zhong appeared in the field, glanced in the direction of Xingyue Gate, and loudly announced: "In the first game, Xuanjian Sect Shao Huasheng wins!"
At this moment, Fu Nan had returned to the high platform, standing aside with his head lowered, letting the blood flow from his arms.
Li Shang sat in his original position with a gloomy expression, not even looking at Fu Nan.
Jia Ruoguang stood up and came to Fu Nan, "I told you before, if you lose another game, I will destroy you!"
Fu Nan lowered his head and said nothing.
Jia Ruoguang suddenly raised his hand and struck Fu Nan's chest with a palm.
In an instant, Fu Nan flew out and hit the wall of the high platform behind him. Then he fell to the ground again, spurting several mouthfuls of blood from his mouth.
There was a huge dent in his chest, and numerous sternum bones were broken.
At this moment, Fu Nan felt a little cold, a little disappointed, and a little lonely.
Is this the sect he has stayed in for countless years?
Is this the result of his desperate efforts to win a victory for the sect?
At this moment, Fu Nan was completely disappointed with the sect and gave up!
"Remember, I spared your life not because of how useful you are, but because of your merits!" Jia Ruoguang said coldly, looking at Fu Nan who was lying in a pool of blood.
After saying that, he returned to his seat.
And this scene was seen by everyone present.
Seeing this scene, all the disciples of Xuanjian Sect and Wuji Sect were filled with emotion, and they were very lucky that their sects were not like this.
"The second group of disciples from Xingyue Sect and Xuanjian Sect come on stage to compete!" At this time, Mr. Zhong's voice came out from above the arena.
Jing Wuwei and Bi Haifan appeared on the scene one after another.
Jing Wuwei's face didn't change much, his expression was calm, while Bi Haifan's face was
With a solemn look.
"Start!" After Zhong Lao finished speaking, he disappeared.
Bi Haifan attacked first, took one step forward, and was already in front of Jing Wuwei, punching Jing Wuwei in the face.
Jing Wuwei did not have a sword in his hand, and he pointed at it, and sword rays flew out from his fingertips one after another, slashing towards Bi Haifan.
Bi Haifan gave up on punching Jing Wuwei and swung his fists rapidly. One after another, punches flew out from his fists and hit the sword light.
Explosions sounded one after another.
When the sword light and fist light disappeared, Bi Haifan had already retreated several feet away.
At this moment, Jing Wuwei took a step forward, and a sword of intention suddenly appeared in his hand, and he slashed to the end with one sword.
Break the wind!
A rainbow of sword energy flashed past, its light was bright and dazzling.
Wherever the sword energy passed, the space was torn apart, and an extremely long dark crack appeared.
Bi Haifan's pupils shrank, and he punched twice in succession, and the two punches hit the sword energy.
The next moment, the two fist lights suddenly shattered, but the sword energy did not stop at all and slashed straight at Bi Haifan.
Bi Haifang immediately crossed his arms in front of him and took the sword forcefully.
when!
The sword energy struck Bi Haifan's arm, making a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.
Bi Haifan wears a middle-grade king-level wrist guard on his arms and wrists.
The next moment, Bi Haifan flew out, flying more than five feet away.
When he just hit the ground, the space in front of him split open, and a sword was already pressed between his eyebrows.
Bi Haifan stared at Jing Wuwei who was approaching step by step and said nothing.
"Don't admit defeat?" Jing Wuwei looked at Bi Haifan and frowned.
Bi Haifan stared at Jing Wuwei and remained silent.
Another sword of mind appeared in Jing Wuwei's hand, and he aimed it at Bi Fanhai without any hesitation!
With a splat, Bi Haifan's right arm fell down to his shoulder, and blood surged wildly.
But he just frowned slightly and didn't make a sound!
Jing Wuwei nodded and slashed with his sword again.
Not surprisingly, Bi Haifan's left arm also fell down at shoulder level, and blood spurted out.
"If you don't admit defeat, your head will fall off with the next blow!" Jing Wuwei looked at Bi Haifan with an expressionless face.
Bi Haifan remained silent and did not speak.
Jing Wuwei raised his arm and was about to slash it with his sword when Bi Haifan said, "I admit defeat!"
With a thought in Jing Wuwei's mind, the two swords of mind disappeared. He turned around and walked towards the center of the ring, ignoring Bi Haifan.
"Xuan Jian Zong, Jing Wuwei wins!" Mr. Zhong stood on the ring and said loudly.
Jing Wuwei saluted Mr. Zhong, turned around and left.
Bi Haifan stood up and exited the ring.
In the next game, whether Jia Ruoguang wins or loses, it is meaningless, because Xuanjian Sect has won eight games, while Xingyue Sect has only won five!
Kendo's Road to Immortality
