Sword Emperor Zhuxian

Chapter 301 Infighting
"I'll let you be arrogant for a while longer. After Jingfeng Shenzi came out of the Pojun God Realm, his strength has increased by more than ten times."

Qiu Li's eyes were full of coldness, and he sneered in his heart, "I'd like to see how you will face Shenzi Jing Feng's revenge after the second round of competition begins."

"Okay, the first round of talent competition is over."

At this time, Song Henian on the Fengyun Terrace looked at the people below, and said, "The top ten thousand people, I want to congratulate you first, you have successfully advanced to the second round."

"As for the people who are ranked below [-], I can only say sorry, all of you have been eliminated."

Hearing Song Henian's words, those who ranked among the top [-] all showed delighted expressions.

Those who failed to enter the top [-] were all disappointed and unwilling.

They think that in terms of cultivation strength, they are no worse than many people who have entered the top [-], or even stronger.

However, just because of a lower level of talent, he lost the qualification to advance to the second round.

It's just that no matter how unwilling they are, the result cannot be changed.

They can only hope that when the next battle of the temple begins, their talent level can be improved.

"Now, I announce that the second round of the Battle of the Temple has officially begun."

Song Henian glanced at everyone, and continued: "The rules of this second round of competition are also very simple, that is, you challenge each other, the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated."

"Also, since the battle is based on strength, then there will be no restrictions on any means, even life and death."

As Song Henian's words fell, everyone's eyes froze.

This round of fighting is not only more cruel than the first round, but also more dangerous.

If they are defeated, not only will they be disabled, but even their lives may not be saved.

"So, you can choose to quit now, or you can take the initiative to admit defeat when you know you are invincible."

Song Henian's voice came from Fengyuntai again.

Everyone shook their heads secretly when they heard the words. Even if they knew it was dangerous, they would never choose to quit.

They participated in this temple battle not only for the glory of the major temples, but also to prove themselves.

Of course, it is also for the generous rewards given by the temple.

What's more, if they can enter the top [-], they can go directly to the longevity world and join the incomparably powerful Wushuangmen.

As for taking the initiative to admit defeat, that is even more impossible.

In front of so many people, if they take the initiative to admit defeat, how will they hold their heads up in the future?How to have the face to return to the temple?
Those who are qualified to come to participate in the battle of the temple are all true elite geniuses.

Is it possible to be young and frivolous with arrogance and take the initiative to admit defeat?
"That being the case, then you can begin."

Seeing that no one chose to quit, Song Henian said something to everyone, and then walked down Fengyun Terrace.

"In the first battle, Yu Song from the Sword God Temple will come first."

Soon, a figure stepped out from the crowd and stepped onto Fengyuntai.

"Who dares to come up and fight with me?"

Yu Song looked at the crowd below and said proudly.

"My Fire God Temple, Qi Kun, is here to fight you."

As soon as Yu Song finished speaking, a figure jumped up from the crowd and landed on the battle platform.

This is a tall and thin young man wearing a fiery red robe, and between his eyebrows, there is a red flame imprint.

This flame imprint looked like a red flame, beating between his eyebrows, as if real.

"Extreme Sword, cut!"

"The fire that burns the sky, extinguish!"

Yu Song and Qi Kun didn't talk nonsense, they broke out with all their strength and fought fiercely.

For a moment, the berserk blade light and blazing flames almost enveloped the entire Fengyuntai.

"Those who can come to participate in the battle of the temple and pass the first round of talent competition are indeed not weak."

Qin Mo stared at the two people on Fengyun Terrace, and whispered.

One of the two has comprehended the sword intent to the ninth level, and the other has comprehended the law of fire to the ninth level.

Moreover, they all have the cultivation base of the peak of the ninth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, and their strength has even reached the half-step longevity level.

"Boom, boom..."

After about dozens of rounds, Qi Kun was chopped off Fengyuntai by Yu Song and won.

After Yu Song walked down Fengyuntai, two more people stepped onto Fengyuntai and started fighting.

"Long Xiao Nine Heavens!"

"A Sword of Nirvana!"

The two of them also didn't talk nonsense, and instantly stimulated the Yuan Gang in their bodies to the extreme, and fought with all their strength.

After more than ten rounds, one of them was killed directly on the Fengyun Terrace, and his whole body was twisted into a pile of flesh and blood.

"What a ruthless means."

All the people watching the battle below said in surprise.

Next, the battles continued.

The result is naturally that some people lose and are eliminated, and some people win and advance directly.

Those who were defeated were lucky enough to be thrown off the Fengyun Terrace and suffered some injuries at most, while those who were unlucky were directly beheaded on the spot.

"Those fellows in the Devil's Temple are really cruel. None of their opponents can walk down Fengyuntai alive, and their death conditions are extremely miserable."

Nangong Yuexiu frowned slightly and said.

"It's not just them. In order to win the competition, almost most of them will kill their opponents at all costs."

Jian Fu also said: "Even if we don't want to be eliminated, we'd better not be soft-hearted."

"Be kind, you have to divide your time, and it depends on who you are right."

Qin Mo nodded, and said: "If someone kills us, then we naturally don't need to show mercy, just kill him directly."

Hearing Jian Fu and Qin Mo's words, Nan Gongyue nodded slightly, she naturally knew this very well.

She is not stupid enough to show mercy to those who want to kill her.

"Qin Mo, come up and fight."

After a few more battles, Jing Feng suddenly walked up to Fengyun Terrace, looked down at Qin Mo in the crowd, and said coldly.

"This guy actually challenged his own people."

"It's a good show to watch, and the Temple of the Pojun actually has internal strife."

Seeing this scene, people from other temples all said with amused eyes.

"What's going on with Jing Feng, he's just messing around."

Wang Yin said in a deep voice with an ugly face.

"Elder Wang Yin, the two of them formed a grudge when they were in the God of Breaking Army Realm."

A god son of the Pojun Temple said to Wang Yin.

"Even so, they shouldn't fight among themselves in the Battle of the Temple."

Wang Yin sighed lightly and said, "Forget it, I hope they will be more measured in their actions."

"This guy is dead."

Qiu Li gloated and thought to himself.

Although Jing Feng once lost to Qin Mo in terms of physical strength in the God of Breaking the Army, he knew that the current Jing Feng was more than ten times stronger than before.

He believed that no matter how strong Qin Mo was, he would definitely not be Jing Feng's opponent this time, and would definitely die.

(End of this chapter)