The opponent is not a pure swordsman, but he can control his sword intention to such a level, which is not much worse than his swordsman who only practices swords.
The sword cultivator had admiration, regret, and regret for Zhuzhu in his eyes.
As a sword cultivator, he would rather die than admit defeat.
Death is not terrible. After all, I still regret that my knowledge of the sword is not enough, so my skills are not as good as others.
However, the expected scene of being pierced by thousands of arrows did not happen.
Those wooden arrows finally stopped in front of the sword cultivator, only an inch away from his body.
The sword cultivator was stunned: "Why don't you kill me?"
"It was a pleasure to fight with you today. It also made me see many shortcomings in my swordsmanship. You are not only half a master to me, but you are also an opponent worthy of respect. I hope we can have another chance in the future. Discuss."
Zhuzhu smiled and said, "My surname is Ni, I don't know what my friend calls me?"
"My surname is Wei, and my given name is Rufeng."
Strong sacrifice reads sacrifice. Wei Rufeng came back to his senses, his expression slightly moved. He knew that Zhuzhu was not showing mercy out of sympathy. It was enough.
Jian Xiu would rather die than need sympathy from his opponent.
It was actually his honor to have such a powerful opponent as Daoyou Daoyou.
He also gained a lot from Fellow Daoist Ni, especially because her understanding of the way of swordsmanship was no less than his own, which allowed Wei Rufeng to also learn something from Fellow Daoist Ni during the fight.
"Thank you Daoyou Ni for being merciful, but it is a fact that I lost. See you later."
After Wei Rufeng finished speaking, he jumped off the ring. As a sword cultivator, his pride would never allow him to admit defeat.
But he saw sympathy and appreciation in Taoist Fellow Ni's eyes, just like he felt for Fellow Daoist Ni, it was the feeling of meeting a close friend and a kindred spirit.
For the first time, Wei Rufeng felt that there was nothing unacceptable in losing to a female cultivator who was better than herself.
Just like what Fellow Daoist Ni said, I hope they can meet again one day, and then they can have a good discussion with Fellow Daoist Ni.
They are in different spiritual worlds. After being separated from the outer world, if they want to see each other again, they can only see each other if they both ascend successfully.
With this goal in mind, Wei Rufeng has no grudges about admitting defeat. Only by knowing his own shortcomings can he become better.
After Wei Rufeng surrendered and jumped off the ring, the two spirit world combined teams lost a major offensive force, and they were no longer a match for Zhuzhu and Song Pingting.
Not long after, except for a small group of people who would rather die than surrender, the rest jumped off the ring automatically like Wei Rufeng.
In the blink of an eye, there were only fifty monks left in the arena.
After the number of people in the ring reached fifty, a mysterious force swallowed up the spells of all the monks who were still fighting, preventing them from continuing the melee.
"I'll give you two hours to heal your injuries and adjust your breath. After two hours, we will have the final fifty-to-ten competition in the Heroes Arena.
Those who enter the top ten can go to another area of Tianwaitian and receive generous rewards. "
After this melee between strong men, almost everyone was injured.
Moreover, after this melee, Zhuzhu's team of forty people was now reduced to less than twenty people.
Only Lin Zhidong and a junior brother of the Lin family were left standing in the ring.
There are only five people left in the Taiqing Sect, including Wu Mingxuan, and even fewer in the Qiankun Sect, with only three people left. Among the casual cultivators and small sect families, there are only two people left.
Except for the Ni sisters who still stick to the ring, only Song Pingting and Ning Xiuwen entered the top fifty.
Jiang Xia and her senior brother Li were knocked out of the ring by their opponents in the previous battle and lost this ring match.
But compared to other spiritual worlds, only three or four people entered the top fifty, and some spiritual world monks were still wiped out in the last melee.
This time, their Jiuzhou Spirit World still firmly holds the numerical advantage.
But the team should be disbanded at this point, because the rules given in the next level are to draw lots for a round of five-person duel. Who among the five is the last monk still standing in the ring will be the winner of this Tianwaitianda The top ten of the competition.
Since it is no longer a group battle, it is very likely that they will draw monks from the same spiritual world to become their opponents in this level.
Some people were secretly vigilant, silently praying that they would not draw strong players such as the Ni family sister Song Pingting.
At this time 17bX*wX* Zhang Si. Some people are eager to try, just because this level is the last one. If they are lucky enough to enter the top ten, they can get generous rewards from Tianwaitian.
With these generous rewards, not to mention entering the Nascent Soul out-of-body stage, even entering the distraction and integration stage, there is several times more hope than other monks.
This is also the real purpose of everyone coming to Tianwaitian.
When everyone was wondering how to draw lots, fifty small light balls appeared out of thin air in the center of the arena. The mysterious man once again sent a message to everyone: "There are numbers in the light balls. You can choose a light ball at will. Only by catching the light ball can you know What is your number, and the Heroes Arena will select everyone based on your ranking number to compete on stage."
Zhuzhu reached out and grabbed a light ball that was relatively close to her. The moment she held the light ball in her hand, the number seven automatically appeared in her mind.
In other words, she is No. 7. If we follow the order from small to large, she may be on stage in the second round.
After everyone caught the light ball, before they had time to communicate with each other about each other's ranking numbers, they were teleported below by the ring, and only five people stayed.
Those five people should be the monks in the first competition.
The first monk to enter the top ten will be born from the five of them.
Among the five people, there were two monks from the Jiuzhou spiritual world, one was Qiao Yu, and the other was a casual cultivator named Liu.
Although the two were competitors in this battle, in the face of foreign enemies, the two formed a tacit understanding to deal with other spiritual monks first.
After easily knocking one of the other spiritual monks off the stage, the other two spiritual monks were threatened and had to form an alliance with the other two, Qiao Yu.
It was another thrilling battle. In order to get into the top ten, every monk did not dare to hold back and wished to use his or her strength to 12 points.
Of course, injuries are inevitable. Even Qiankun Sect Qiao Yu suffered serious internal injuries, and Liu Sanxiu died in the ring.
However, the two other monks from the spiritual world opposite were also killed and injured.
In the end, Qiao Yu still lost half a move to the remaining opponent and was knocked off the stage.
I don’t know whether it was because Qiao Yu was too seriously injured or because he couldn’t accept the fact that he didn’t make it into the top ten.
Although Qiao Yu fell into the ring and saved his life, he was seriously injured. He vomited blood and fell into a coma as soon as he got off the stage.
"Sister Qiao!"
Qiao Yu's two junior brothers stepped forward to help her up, and after feeding her a healing pill, Qiao Yu's figure disappeared into the sky.
Control the big one and control the owl. Regardless of the monks who died on the ring or the monks who saved their lives under the ring, they were all transported back to various spiritual worlds at the same time.
As for the monk who entered the top ten on the stage, a stone staircase leading to the void appeared in front of him.
The man stepped up the stone steps with excitement on his face, took two steps at a time and disappeared.
