Seeing Hatun's huge body and his pair of iron octagonal hammers with overwhelming fighting power, Xiujie shouted domineeringly: "I'm afraid you can only beat Hunter Feng."
"You..." Hatton suddenly burst out in anger: "Look, I will take care of you now."
Luo Feng grabbed Hatton: "Don't worry, Hatton, you will meet him sooner or later."
After Luo Feng's dissuasion, Hatton stopped.
From the look on Hatton's face, Xiu Jie already had murderous intentions. If he didn't want to rank in the Central Continent Heroes Conference, he would have taken action long ago.
Xiu Jie glared at Hatun, inserted the fierce blood giant blade into the scabbard on his back, turned around and left angrily.
The second round of competition is all over in the morning, and the third round of competition will begin in the afternoon.
"The third round is coming soon, and there are only sixty-four people left." Ding Xu said.
"The third round should be you and me." A handsome young man walked up to Ding Xu.
"Are you..." Ding Xu asked.
"Ai Xichengma Xiaoke."
"So you are Ma Xiaoke." Luo Feng and others had heard Ma Xiaoke's name for a long time and greeted him with clasped fists.
Seeing that Luo Feng and others were also kind-hearted and heroic, Ma Xiaoke also cupped his fists and said hello.
"The ranking of the top 100 has come out." Zhang Shunxiao came over from a distance, greeted Ma Xiaoke, and continued: "Captain Feng, you are very unlucky this time. You are ranked 102, just a little short of it. .”
"It seems that I have no chance of winning the title of Top 100 Heroes." Feng Ziying sighed.
"If you don't have it, you won't have it. Just make more military achievements on the battlefield." Luo Feng said.
"That's true," Feng Ziying said: "The title is just vanity, military merit is the real ability."
"Hahaha." Everyone looked at each other and smiled.
In the afternoon, many people had finished competing on the high platform, leaving only Ma Xiaoke and Ding Xu standing on the high platform.
However, Ding Xu looked in a state of embarrassment, with beads of sweat on his forehead sliding down his cheeks, his chest heaving, and he kept breathing heavily.
"There are not many people in the entire Central Continent who can fight with me for ten minutes. You are one of them." Ma Xiaoke pointed his Fengling Blade on the ground and looked at Ding Xu and said.
Ding Xu already knew that he couldn't do it, but he still had to give it a last try.
"Then do it again and fight to your heart's content."
Kong Ling Fei Sword rotated around Ding Xu's body, and the energy brought out transformed into dozens of sword blades rotating together with Kong Ling Fei Sword.
"Although this energy is very strong, it doesn't work on me." Ma Xiaoke said easily, picking up the Feng Ling Blade with his right hand. The energy gathered in his right hand and slowly merged into the Feng Ling Blade.
Ding Xu pushed with both hands and shouted: "Broken."
The transformed sword blade stabbed Ma Xiaoke along with the Kong Ling Fei Sword.
Ma Xiaoke's sword flashed, and the energy he brought out tore a hole in the energy exerted by Ding Xu. The figure passed through the energy and flashed past. The Feng Ling Blade moved again, and there was a violent blast. The energy knocked Ding Xu away and fell to the ground.
His chest was injured by Ma Xiaoke's energy, and his body was boiling with energy and blood, and he almost couldn't stand up.
Ding Xu used his sword to support the ground, then reluctantly stood up: "What a strong fighting force, I lost."
Ruan Donggong announced that the third round of competition is over, and the thirty-two winning heroes will participate in the fourth round tomorrow.
After comparing the order of battle, Zhang Shunxiao said to Luo Feng: "Lord Luo City, it seems you and Xiu Jie will fight when you come down."
Although Luo Feng didn't go to see the order of battle, he knew in his heart that he should fight Xiu Jie in the next round.
After a slight nod, Luo Feng said: "I will fight with all my strength against Xiu Jie this time. If I can kill Xiu Jie, I would rather not take the place."
Zhang Shunxiao knew about the fight between Luo Feng and Xiu Jie: "I have also fought against Xiu Jie. He is very strong. It is already good that you can not be defeated by him for thirty minutes. It is probably very difficult to win."
"Then we have to give it a try." Luo Feng said helplessly with a hint of hatred in his tone.
"If we can't beat each other individually, we'll play together." Feng Ziying said.
"No," Luo Feng said, "This is the Central Continent Heroes Association. If something like this happens, they will probably be attacked by a group after returning to Sesha City."
"Let me do it." Hatton's rough voice sounded.
If this fails, Hatton will follow, but the ranking of the Heroes of Central Continent is very important. All previous rankings will be saved forever. Once every ten years, there will be several decades in a life, plus there is an element of luck, so take it well. Ranking is not easy.
"No, I just said casually, you can't kill people." Luo Feng said calmly.
After Luo Feng's instructions, Hatton could only nod in agreement.
On the morning of the third day after the Central Continent Heroes Meeting began, on the high platform of Heroes Peak, each group of heroes fought fiercely, and there were bursts of cheers from below.
On the No. 3 platform, Xiu Jie pointed his fierce blood giant blade at Luo Feng, "Hahaha, let's see how long you can last."
Luo Feng continued to use powerful energy, but his physical strength was already exhausted, and his reaction was obviously unable to keep up with Xiu Jie's movements.
Standing and taking a few deep breaths, facing Xiujie in front of him, Luo Feng no longer felt the hatred of killing his father. Over the years, he had killed many people. Enough people had died in the war, and now there were Yes, I just want to defeat Xiu Jie.
"Then it depends on whether you have the fighting power." After Luo Feng said, the Tianming Giant Sword burst out with a strong halo under the control of his own strength, and the surrounding air flow showed water ripples, waves. The ripples.
This strong energy forced everyone in the audience to take a few steps back.
Xiu Jie stood on the stage, his fierce blood giant blade pointing diagonally at the ground, and his strength was invisibly moving around him.
Luo Feng raised his energy, moved the soles of his feet, and leaped out of the energy. The Tianming giant sword cut through the vibrating air and stabbed Xiu Jie.
Xiu Jie sharply increased his energy, swung the fierce blood giant blade, activated Luo Feng's energy, slowly gathered the surrounding air, condensed the energy, and suppressed Luo Feng for another five or six minutes.
Being attacked continuously by Xiu Jie, Luo Feng could only parry and had basically no offensive power.
All other groups ended the game, leaving only Luo Feng and Xiu Jie still playing.
But it seems that he already knows that even if Luo Feng fights until the end of the game, Xiu Jie will win.
The fight on the stage was dark, and the audience held their breath, staring at the two people with wide eyes, for fear of missing every move.
Seeing that the time was about to end, Xiu Jie rushed to attack, and the fierce blood giant blade kept walking around Luo Feng, and wave after wave of energy hit Luo Feng along the blade.
Luo Feng finally couldn't resist, and with two minutes left in the game, he was knocked out by Xiu Jie and fell to the ground.
Seeing Luo Feng being beaten off the stage, Xiu Jie breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect to waste so much energy this time. He put away the fierce blood giant blade and said to Luo Feng: "Next time, don't overestimate your capabilities." There were cheers. Turn around and leave.
Luo Feng covered the wound with his hand, used his strength to nurse his body, and recovered quickly.
"Okay, ranking seventeen," Feng Ziying was a little unhappy: "Who made these rules? With the combat power of our city lord, the top five will definitely be fine."
