Gu Ran, who has a thunder whip in each hand, is like a female executioner.
The thunder whip dances with great agility, and the heavy shadow of the whip strikes the opponent like a gust of wind and rain.
The disciples from Liuyang Academy waved their swords to resist as if they were running for their lives.
But the thunder arc on the thunder whip can be transmitted with every blow.
The disciple with half his body almost paralyzed could not express his suffering.
At this time, his right hand was completely black, and blood was constantly dripping along the hilt of the sword.
The entire arm was charred black, and countless lightning arcs were flashing and jumping between the cracks in the skin.
Finally the disciple couldn't bear it any longer, opened his mouth and his chest rose and fell slightly.
"I think……"
Snapped!
The Thunder Whip Shadow whipped him hard on the mouth!
Suddenly the corners of the disciple's mouth were ripped open and his lips became charred black!
Gu Ran cursed angrily with stern eyes: "If I can make you say it today, I will take your last name today!"
The disciple who had been whipped several feet away had just stood up when flying, but before he could stabilize his body, several whip shadows struck him!
Before half of the boy's body was still paralyzed, he was whipped several times on his back before he could stand upright.
He was whipped to the point of staggering!
A look of panic flashed in the young man's eyes, and he shouted again regardless of his injuries.
"recognize……!!"
Snapped! !
Another whip hit his mouth, this time a little harder than before.
The boy with a mouth full of blood spit out his two front teeth and looked up at Ge Qing, who was looking up at the sky and waving his hands desperately.
The boy with his mouth full of blood could only moan and scream.
Bang bang! !
Gu Ran's thunder whip fell on him mercilessly.
The boy was lying on the ground with convulsions all over his body and started foaming at the mouth.
In the end, it was the elder of Liuyang Academy who couldn't stand it any longer, so he spoke up.
"Enough! We surrender!!"
However, Gu Ran in the formation looked at the elder with cold eyes.
Then he raised his head to look at the sky and said, "If I remember correctly, admitting defeat requires the disciples on the ring to speak, right?"
Ge Qing looked at the elder with an expressionless face and spoke softly.
"That's right."
The old man suddenly became anxious and said in a deep voice: "As the elder of Liuyang Academy, I have already said that we will admit defeat!!"
"Why can't it count?"
Ge Qing glanced at the old man with cold eyes and said softly: "These are the rules! Do you have any objections?"
The old man opened his mouth, but after seeing Ge Qing's cold eyes, he was like a duck with his throat strangled, and he couldn't say anything.
He could only stare at Gu Ranhan fiercely and said: "Okay, okay!! What a Great Xia Sword Sect!! I've written it down!"
However, after hearing this, Gu Ran's anger suddenly ignited!
The thunder whip transformed by the magic spell of both hands turned into a phantom and struck crazily on the disciples of Liuyang Academy!
Five breaths!
Ten breaths!
She did not stop with the violent whip shadow until the disciple's whole body turned black and there was no more sound!
The elder didn't leave either, he just stood by Gu Ran's ring and watched her finish all this! !
Gu Ran dispersed the magic spell in his hand and looked at the old man with stern eyes.
"When you Liuyang Academy killed my Daxia Sword Sect disciple, our enmity was already forged!"
"If you want revenge, just come here!"
"I hope I can meet you again in the next round! You bastards!"
Gu Ransi, who had slightly darker skin, was not afraid of the old man's murderous gaze.
Because Qin Xian was standing behind her, he was not afraid of the old man violently killing someone!
At this time, all the disciples in the arena have ended their respective battles!
Except for Ye Feng who seriously injured his opponent, Zhong Lin and others did not have time to stop the opponent from admitting defeat.
In other words, a total of ten disciples of Daxia Sword Sect participated in the competition this time.
In just the first round, one person died and three were seriously injured!
Liuyang Academy also suffered heavy losses, with two disciples dead and four seriously injured!
The livid-faced old man suddenly smiled, and looked at Qin Xian with a strange smile on his lips.
The old man with his hands behind his back lowered his eyes and glanced at the faces of the Daxia Sword Sect disciples.
"Daxia Sword Sect...haha, just take care of yourself."
"I will remember the faces of you little babies. When you die, I will watch you cry with my own eyes."
Then the old man turned around and waved: "Let's go!"
After the people from Liuyang Academy left, everyone onlookers suddenly burst into boos.
After all, what they did was obviously stealing the chicken but losing the rice.
I originally wanted to use cruel methods to scare the other disciples of Daxia Sword Sect, but I didn't expect that the disciples of Daxia Sword Sect would be even more ruthless!
Those guys who were not very high-level but were quite desperate also attracted everyone's attention.
At this time, the points of Daxia Sword Sect were already displayed on the record tablet.
Among the disciples in the early stage of foundation building, only Zhong Lin and Lin Dong won. In other words, if one of the four disciples died and the other was injured, the points deduction here would be zero.
Among the three disciples in the middle stage of foundation building, only Ye Feng won the competition.
Lin Qingyu and another seriously injured disciple will have two points deducted from their points.
Li Guanqi, Yu Ye, Gu Ran, who were originally supposed to have nine points, only had seven points left!
If you win all, it will be a full nineteen points, and an extra point will be added if you win all. That's twenty points.
But in the first round of the battle between Daxia Sword Sect, the score was only seven points!
Even if the other sects have their own victories and defeats, they still have 12 points.
Qin Xian looked at the name of the sect ranked 92nd on the record tablet and sighed softly.
He said in a deep voice: "Go back to heal your injuries first, and we'll talk about the rest later!"
Everyone nodded solemnly, and then flew into space.
At this time, no one had any intention to watch the competition between other sects.
It wasn't until night fell that Qin Xian walked out of the room and breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the disciples in front of him, the old man said softly: "It's okay, my life has been saved, and my foundation has not been too damaged."
Qin Xian pondered for a moment and then said, "Let's go and have a chat in the main hall."
When everyone arrived, they found that the two elders Tu Kui and Li Nanting were also there.
But at this time, both of them looked extremely gloomy, and they were obviously very angry about what happened during the day.
But the helplessness on his face also let everyone know the cruelty of this hundred-sect competition.
Qin Xian only said one sentence.
"The next competition will definitely be more intense, and the opponent's methods will be even more unscrupulous!"
"So... I still say that, the glory of the sect does not require you to devote your lives to create it!"
“Everything is about life!”
Everyone who returned to the room seemed worried. Ye Feng and others also came to Li Guanqi's room.
However, at this time, everyone around Tianyu Mountain was watching the battle.
After watching the competition between Daxia Sword Sect and Liuyang Academy, watching the competition between other sects feels like chewing wax!
Everyone is looking forward to seeing the battle of the Great Xia Sword Sect tomorrow, where all the disciples are quite bloody!
Unknowingly, Daxia Sword Sect has attracted everyone's attention.
Although Daxia Sword Sect is at the bottom in terms of points ranking, this does not prevent many people from being optimistic about them!
