"It's interesting. It seems that this competition will not be boring."
In the seat of the
Sword Sect, Tyler Juding narrowed his eyes slightly, and his cold face showed a
rare interest.
As a swordsman, his
greatest interest is to challenge the strong.
The stronger the
opponent, the more excited he is, especially when he sees a master who uses a
sword, it will stimulate his fighting spirit.
Of course, ordinary swordsmen
are naturally not in his eyes.
But Dustin's
performance just now has attracted his attention.
Those two swords were
fast and fierce, and the sharpness of the sword energy was not inferior to his.
Such a master is
undoubtedly his best whetstone.
Of course, Tyler Juding
is not the only one who has the same idea.
The two swords that
Dustin used to kill Father Adam amazed the audience and made him a dark horse.
In the eyes of most
people, Dustin did not say winning the championship, but at least he had the
strength to impact the top three.
His value has soared.
Those big sects spared
no expense and extended an olive branch to Dustin.
After all, such a top
talent, with a little training, can become a powerful person who dominates one
side, and then lead the sect to glory.
Of course, recruiting
is recruiting, but whether it can succeed is another matter.
The 16-to-8 competition
ended with Dustin's victory.
The three foreign
challengers were annihilated and no one survived.
This competition can be
said to be full of twists and turns and wonderful.
Until the last moment,
no one can determine the outcome of the game, because there are too many
reversals.
Whether it is Zhang
Yiqing who defeated Kuang Lang, Yan Buqi who defeated Lin Yuan, or Dustin who
finally decided the outcome, they can all be called dark horses.
Because at the
beginning, they were not optimistic, but in the end they won, and won
beautifully.
In addition to the
three dark horses, the performances of the other players were also remarkable,
and they fully exerted their strengths.
Finally, after layers
of screening, the strongest eight people were decided.
And tomorrow, the real
champion will be selected from these eight people.
The gold content of
this championship is much higher than that of the Tianjiao Genius List.
Because the Tianjiao
Genius List only speculates the strength of a warrior through various factors,
it is not completely accurate and is only for reference.
But the ring
competition is a real contest of strength.
Who is strong and who
is weak, who wins and who loses, is clear at a glance, and there is no room for
opportunism.
In other words, the
outcome of tomorrow's competition will determine who is the strongest Tianjiao
Genius in the world.
As night falls, Longhu
Mountain, which was very lively during the day, finally returns to peace.
The top eight
contestants either conserve their energy or secretly plan and brew a trump
card.
Tomorrow's game is
crucial, and all forces will focus on it. The top three places are the goal of
all the top eight players.
Whether they can become
famous in the world depends on this time.
The forces behind the
top eight players are also nervous.
If they can make it to
the top three, not only will they get generous rewards from Longhu Mountain,
but they can also strengthen the prestige of the sect and attract elites from
all sides to join.
This competition is not
only about personal honor and disgrace, but also about the rise and fall of the
sect, so there is no room for carelessness.
Therefore, all forces
took out their best treasures and gave them to their disciples, hoping to shine
in tomorrow's game.
Even win the
championship in one fell swoop!
At this moment, thirty
kilometers away from Longhu Mountain, in a hidden mountain villa.
Bear King Bailey was
sitting at the dining table, eating meat and drinking wine with big mouthfuls,
his mouth full of oil and water.
Various meats were
placed on the five-meter-long square table.
Looking around, there
were as many as thirty or forty kinds, all meat, without a single vegetarian
dish.
"Lord
Bailey!"
At this time, Han Tian,
the main god of the Pantheon, suddenly walked into the door with an anxious
look.
"What's the
matter?"
Bear King Bailey did
not look up, but ate heartily.
"Lord Bailey, our
plan A has failed!"
Han Tian said solemnly:
"The three masters sent out to compete with the Dragonmarsh warriors have
been annihilated, and no one survived!"
"Huh?"
After saying this, the
Bear King finally stopped eating and slowly raised his head: "Are you sure
they were annihilated? Even Father Adam died?"
"Sure!" Han
Tian nodded heavily: "I have brought back the mutilated bodies of the
three people. Does Lord Bailey want to take a look in person?"
"Carry them
in!" Bear King Bailey had a gloomy face.
After getting
permission, Han Tian waved his hand, and soon several people carried in three
bodies covered with white cloth.
Bear King Bailey
stepped forward, lifted the white cloth and frowned immediately.
What kind of corpse is
this? It's clearly a pile of rotten meat!
Dark Prince Bill Wolf
and Angel Dust Father Adam were both beaten to pieces.
Not to mention the
human form, even a complete organ could not be found, just two piles of chopped
meat.
Among the three, the
best preserved corpse was Black King Kong.
But even so, his upper
body had been blown to pieces, leaving only the two legs below the waist
intact.
"How could this
happen? What happened?!" Bear King Bailey was furious.
He never dreamed that
he would fall at the door of the quarterfinals after working so hard to find
the three masters, and die so miserably that there was not even a complete
corpse.
It was a huge shame! - Ton
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