August 28.

The third game of the sixth phase of the martial arts competition.

Huiming fights Nangong Li.

A white dress, floating like a fairy!

Nangong Li's first appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

She is only eighteen years old, has a beautiful appearance and a unique temperament!

Unlike Dongfangying's Sa, Nangong Li appears to be a little more graceful.

But the two have different beauty, and it is hard to tell the difference!

“It looks so good!”

“So beautiful!”

"The fairy has descended to earth!"

Countless people were amazed at Nangong Li's beauty.

In just a short while, she had countless fans.

In contrast, Huiming has fewer supporters.

In the eyes of the crowd, the game began.

Nangong Li uses a sword and Huiming uses a sword.

Hui Ming took action first, slashed out from a distance, and attacked Nangong Li with an indomitable momentum and fierce sword aura.

Immediately afterwards, Huiming was waving his knife again, one after another.

Every time he slashed, he would arouse a sharp breath.

These sword auras are stacked layer by layer, like waves, and with majestic power, rushing towards Nangong Li.

Then Huiming's body suddenly flew up, stepped on the air waves, and slashed in the air.

As soon as he took action, Huiming used all his strength without reservation.

He was about to catch Nangong Li off guard.

If he cannot get the lead at the beginning, he will have no chance.

Because he knew his strength was very different from the disciples of these hidden families.

"good!"

"sharp!"

The audience who knew everything from the audience shouted.

Some people can even feel the power of violence off the stage.

However, Nangong Li was not panicked at all. She smiled softly and swung her sword.

The seemingly light sword made the lights of the competition platform dim, and even the space became distorted.

"break!"

This sword easily penetrated the air wave and instantly met the sword.

"boom!"

Endless forces collided with each other and exploded in the middle of the competition.

"puff!"

Huiming squirted out a mouthful of blood, his body flew backwards like a sharp arrow, and then fell heavily.

"Bang!"

After Huiming landed, he rolled for several consecutive times before stopping.

With difficulty getting up, Huiming shook his head.

He was seriously injured and lost the power to fight again.

The scene was quiet for a moment before thunderous applause and cheers burst out.

"good!"

"Niu Bi!"

"marvelous!"

It was so surprising that it won the game in just one move.

This Nangong Liqiang is so scary.

In contrast, people think she is stronger than Ximen's sorrow, and even more powerful than Dongfangying!

"Oh My God!"

"Is this outrageous?"

"Seeing me, she has no rival!"

"Why are these disciples of the Hidden Family so powerful?"

"And one is better than the other?"

"How did they practice?"

“Is this what is called a genius?”

"It can only be looked up to!"

Netizens were talking about it, and at the same time they had greater expectations for the next game.

Will the last disciple of the Hidden Family appear stronger?

Can Gao Shiyu win this game? Stop these disciples of the hidden family from meeting up?

If the top four are all obtained by these disciples of the Hidden Family, what is the significance of holding this competition?

Isn't anyone really able to defeat them?

Many people put their hopes on Gao Shiyu.

...

...

August 29.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

The fourth game of the sixth phase of the martial arts competition.

Gao Shiyu vs. Ouyang Lan.

This is a boy with a pretty face and a faint smile on his face.

"Hello!"

Ouyang Lan took the initiative to say hello to Gao Shiyu.

"Hello."

Gao Shiyu nodded and responded with a smile.

"I've watched your game, you're very strong!"

Ouyang Lan actually praised Gao Shiyu.

"Thanks!"

Gao Shiyu was speechless and could only say thank you.

"Ha ha!"

Ouyang Lan smiled happily, "You are quite shy."

"Um?"

Gao Shiyu was stunned and thought to herself, what do you little brat know?

"Sister shows mercy later."

Ouyang Lan smiled and took out his sword.

"You talk so much?"

Gao Shiyu frowned.

"yes."

Ouyang Lan nodded and admitted, "Isn't that good if everyone in my family says I talk too much?"

"I don't like it anyway."
To be continued...