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The next day.
Another fierce battle ensued. Out of the remaining fifty youths, twenty-five of them would be chosen.
Today's competition was also very exciting. However, Hun Xiu did not go.
Today, he came to the peak of the back mountain early.
He absorbed the Heaven and Earth's Dou Qi and gradually recovered from his injuries in preparation for tomorrow's competition.
He wanted to be in his best condition to face tomorrow's unknown beginning.
Go and watch the others' competition?
He did not have such thoughts.
If he had the intention to watch others, wouldn't it be better to work hard to improve his own strength?
…
…
The next day.
Today was the third day of the competition.
It was still the same martial arts stage.
However, half of the people on it were missing. Hun Xiu, Hun Feng, Hun Huan 'er, Hun Dan, Hun Qiu, and the other youths of the Soul Clan were all there.
Hun Dun looked at the youths in front of him and raised his eyelids.
He waved his hand.
Just like that, fifty balls of light appeared in the void.
Hun Dun introduced indifferently, "There are numbers one to fifty in the balls of light."
"One against fifty. Two against forty-nine."
"Catch them!"
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
…
Everyone displayed their techniques, and balls of light flew toward them one after another.
Hun Xiu still did not move.
He was still prepared to catch the last one.
After everyone was caught, Hun Xiu's palm sucked and the last ball of light landed in his hand.
"Number one."
Looking at the number in his hand, Hun Xiu was slightly stunned.
Last time, he was the last one to catch a hundred.
This time, he was also the last one to catch a one.
Was this the miraculous arrangement of fate?
Or did someone do it on purpose?
The former was not likely, but the latter was a little more likely.
Seeing everyone get a ball of light.
Hun Dun shouted, "Number one, number fifty, come out."
Hun Xiu hugged his wooden sword and slowly stood up. Seeing Hun Xiu stand up, many people were slightly stunned.
They quickly recovered and mourned for Hun Xiu's opponent for three seconds.
In the first round, he met Hun Xiu, this tough guy. Did he offend the Goddess of Luck in his previous life?
Hun Dan looked at the number in his hand and felt helpless. He muttered with a sad face, "Why am I so unlucky?
I met Hun Xiu in the first round. "
"F * ck …"
It was a kind of plant.
Just the word "f * ck" was enough to express the helplessness in Asshole's heart.
Asshole slowly walked out.
Everyone silently mourned for Soul Dan as they watched him walk out. At the same time, they secretly rejoiced that they had escaped a calamity.
…
"Brother Hun Xiu for you..."
On the high platform, Gu Xun Er waved her little fists and cheered for Hun Xiu.
This adorable scene caused the hearts of everyone on the high platform to melt.
"Okay."
Gu Xun Er's voice fell into Hun Xiu's ears. He looked at Gu Xun Er and smiled at her, nodding slightly.
Then he looked at Dan, who was slowly walking over. Hun Xiu did not plan to let him have one or three moves.
He held his wooden sword tightly in his hand. Hun Xiu said, "Hun Xiu, please advise me."
"Eh …"
Dan saw Hun Xiu's "formal" attitude and was shocked. He could not help but take a step back.
Dan looked at Hun Xiu, who was holding a wooden sword like an immortal.
He couldn't even muster the slightest bit of resistance.
Gulp.
Dan swallowed his saliva and said with a trembling voice, "Dan … Dan, my name is Dan."
Hun Dun saw number one and number fifty come out.
He could not help but take a few steps back, giving the stage to the younger generation.
Hun Dun said, "Please start your performance!"
"Okay."
Just as Hun Dun's voice fell, Hun Xiu condensed his battle wings. Terrifying battle energy swept out from his body.
His body slowly rose into the air.
It caused the energy between the heavens and the earth to become violent.
If the previous Hun Xiu had given people the impression that he was an ordinary handsome guy, then he would have given people the impression that he was an ordinary handsome guy.
Then.
At this time, Hun Xiu was overflowing with dominance. He was a peerless sword saint who was above heaven and earth. With a wooden sword in his hand, he could cut the sky in half.
Dan looked at the high-spirited and overbearing Hun Xiu and swallowed his saliva.
He said, "Wait a moment."
"Hun Xiu, wait a moment. Let me say something."
He could feel that Hun Xiu was brewing a sword. When he was done, he would be lying down.
He would not allow Hun Xiu's "sword" to continue brewing. Once it was completed.
The unlucky one would be him, Dan.
Hun Xiu acted as if he hadn't heard Hun Dan's words. He was still preparing his sword.
Wait a moment?
How could he wait a moment?
What did he think Hun Xiu was? At this critical moment, he thought too highly of himself.
The power between heaven and earth madly gathered towards him, gradually merging into his wooden sword.
The originally ordinary wooden sword, at this moment, contained a power that could destroy heaven and earth.
"Uh …"
Dan was stunned.
Why was this not according to the script?
He had already shouted to wait a moment. Why did the other party have no intention of stopping?
Sensing the terrifying power contained in Hun Xiu's sword, Dan understood that he could not withstand it.
His legs could not help but tremble at this moment. Cold sweat appeared on his back. His forehead also betrayed him.
He was covered in cold sweat.
Obviously.
Facing Hun Xiu.
In the face of such an overbearing Hun Xiu, Hun Dan was very afraid, especially when he saw Hun Xiu preparing a sword attack.
He was even more scared.
Swallowing his saliva, he wanted to make a decision, but he could not say it.
…
At this moment, many people saw that Dan's state was not right.
Hun Qiu looked at Dan, who was standing there stupidly and wiping his forehead. He said in confusion, "What is this Dan doing?"
"This Hun Xiu is preparing to make a move. Why is he still standing there stupidly? Is he going to perform a bare-handed attack?"
"You want to take Hun Xiu's sword?"
Hun Tianlin, who was standing beside Hun Qiu, shook his head and coldly harrumphed. "Receiving a bare-handed attack and receiving Hun Xiu's sword, Dan can't do it."
"I guess he saw that his opponent is Hun Xiu and became dumbfounded. He doesn't even know how to resist."
"If I were to face Hun Xiu, I would do better than him." When he said the last sentence, Hun Tianlin purposely stepped on Dan to elevate himself.
"Yeah."
Regarding Hun Tianlin's analysis, everyone nodded slightly to show their approval.
Subsequently.
They also imagined in their hearts. If they were Dan and their opponent was that monster Hun Xiu, what would they do?
…
The tip of Hun Xiu's wooden sword gradually condensed into a sword pellet. This sword pellet was only the size of a thumb.
However, as the power of heaven and earth crazily surged, the sword pellet gradually became bigger.
It became the size of a fist.
Moreover, it did not show any signs of stopping. Instead, as the power of heaven and earth surged in, the sword pellet was about to explode.
The Sword Pill was about to explode, and the power it contained was also terrifying. It was enough to instantly kill all the younger generation present.