C212 Ji Haotian vs Lin Tianxiong

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"Third round, first battle, # 31 Lin Tianxiong versus # 30 Ji Haotian." The middle-aged man's voice sounded from the martial arena.

"It's actually Lin Tianxiong, the cultivator who comprehended the fourth layer of blade intent, Ji Haotian will be in trouble this time!"

"Of course, I suspect that Lin Tianxiong is the disciple of a reclusive expert, otherwise he would have already comprehended the fourth level of Saber Intent before the age of twenty-five."

"Don't forget Ji Haotian's previous matches. Even though every single time he seems to have cleverly won, he always appeared exceptionally calm and collected when fighting with his opponent. I think he definitely has even more shocking trump cards, ones that no one else knows about. Otherwise, how could he still be alive after a few rounds of battles? "

"Humph, you think too highly of him. In the previous matches, it was all just a fluke that won the match. With his strength, how could he compare with Lin Tianxiong?"

"In my opinion, it would at most cause Lin Tianxiong to use an even more powerful trump card! As for how many trump cards he could force Lin Tianxiong to use, that would depend on whether or not this Ji Haotian is truly unworthy of his reputation! "

Everyone under the martial arena looked at the two people on top of the martial arena, and started discussing. However, the majority of them thought highly of Lin Tianxiong. They simply looked down on Ji Haotian who relied on luck to win from the start to end.

In their view, Ji Haotian being able to make it all the way to this place was purely due to good luck!

"Brat, I advise you to obediently kneel down and kowtow three times for me. Perhaps, I will leave you with an intact corpse later! " Lin Tianxiong said as he licked his lips, a hint of viciousness flashing in his eyes.

Since he had met Ji Haotian on the martial arena, he would kill this kid in the distance. Only by killing him would his master's inheritance fall onto him in the end.

"Scram!"

Ji Haotian frowned slightly and shouted.

"Hahaha, you have guts! "How dare you tell me to scram, I will definitely kill you in a moment." Lin Tianxiong gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"Are you asking for a scolding?" Ji Haotian asked.

"You." When Lin Tianxiong thought about how he had been scolded by Ji Haotian to the point that he could not even lift his head, he felt even more angry, and did not dare say anything. He was so angry that his teeth itched, but at a time like this, he did not say much, but instead stepped forward with his left foot, and slashed out with the long blade in his hand.

"Four levels of blade intent?"

Ji Haotian sensed the speed of Lin Tianxiong's attack, but did not panic at all. Instead, he looked at Lin Tianxiong with a calm expression and said with a smile, "Do you think I'll fight you?"

"Hahahaha, kid, you're admitting defeat so quickly? But do you think that's possible? I won't give you a chance! " Lin Tianxiong smiled and said.

Ji Haotian also knew that there was no need to use too much strength before dealing with Yuan Kai, but using the Golden-winged Great Peng puppet was a good idea. After all, even though he had killed Peng Mo and turned him into a puppet, he was only able to fight against an ordinary cultivator in the middle stage of the Imperishable Realm.

"Oh, really?"

Ji Haotian stretched out his hand and a Golden-winged Great Peng that was over thirty meters tall, and accounted for more than half of the martial arena, appeared before everyone.

"Little Peng Peng, attack!"

Ji Haotian smiled and said.

Lin Tianxiong looked at the gigantic figure in front of Ji Haotian. Ten thousand war horses galloped past from the bottom of his heart.

, who was far away, actually revealed his cards in such an uneasy manner. When others attacked him, he did not directly kill them, but what the hell did he mean by finding an overpowered puppet of the Beast Emperor!

"Then... "It's actually …"

"Golden Winged Peng!" Beast Emperor! "No, that's not right. He was turned into a puppet by that brat!"

"He actually brought out a Beast King to deal with Lin Tianxiong? Where did he get this Beast King from?"

"En, wait a minute. Could it be the Beast Emperor of the Black Demon Mountain Range?"

Countless cultivators widened their eyes as they looked at Ji Haotian in shock. They had never thought that Ji Haotian would actually bring out a puppet of a demon beast to deal with Lin Tianxiong. If it was an ordinary puppet of a demonic beast, they would not have thought much of it, but what did that distant demonic beast mean when it reached the level of a grand emperor?!

"Brat, quickly tell your puppet to stop. Don't you know that demon beasts cannot be used in a true dragon battle?" Lin Tianxiong roared at Ji Haotian fiercely.

"Mm. Actually, you're right. We can't use Monstrous Beasts, but am I saying that the one standing in front of me is a Monstrous Beast?" That's a puppet. Do you know what a puppet is? "I forgot to tell you a bad piece of news. Actually, I'm also good at refining puppets, and I've also reached the level of a middle rank dark class puppeteer." Ji Haotian smiled and said.

"You … You... You... How can this be? "

The corners of Lin Tianxiong's lips twitched as his face turned ashen. At this moment, he looked at the distant Ji Haotian, and felt an incomparably depressed and depressed feeling. It was the feeling of being unable to bring out all the energy in his body!

Although his blade intent had reached the fourth layer, and his battle prowess could be described as heaven defying, he could only defeat an early stage Eternal Realm cultivator. As for a middle stage Eternal Realm cultivator, he would only be defeated by them!

However, that kid in the distance had actually refined a demon beast of the middle stage of the Eternal Realm. That kind of demon beast was something he could only run away from!

"Why not? Actually, refining puppets was also a part of one's strength! "Pengpeng ran over and beat him up!"

Ji Haotian revealed a cheap smile and said.

"Aaaah!" Ji Haotian, I … "I won't let you off!"

Looking at the golden-winged roc flying towards him, Lin Tianxiong felt so depressed that he could only be described as vomiting blood! Who would have thought that Ji Haotian would actually find a puppet beast to take care of him!

"I, Ju, am." "Ahhh!" Lin Tianxiong said.

When he said those words, he felt as if his fist had landed on cotton. It was extremely uncomfortable and depressing!

The giant wings of the Golden Winged Pavilion viciously flew towards Lin Tianxiong's buttocks, causing an intense pain to spread throughout his entire body. However, before he could react, a blade light flashed past his neck.

"You actually have Saber Intent …"

Ji Haotian slowly retracted his blade, and indifferently glanced at Lin Tianxiong who had collapsed on the ground.

Towards this kind of person who wanted to kill them from the start, Ji Haotian would naturally not be merciful. After churning up some dust on the ground, he drew his blade and killed Lin Tianxiong who was far away!

"Ji Haotian wins!" The middle-aged man looked at the Golden-winged Great Peng that was still flopping about in the distance, and the corner of his mouth twitched as he spoke.

"This kid is so despicable, he actually took advantage of True Dragon War to use puppets!"

"The most depressing thing is, in the end, Lin Tianxiong wasn't killed by Ji Haotian, but rather by that puppet or something like that!"

"Sigh, what a pity. A perfectly fine Golden-winged Great Peng was actually led astray by a kid in the distance!"

Everyone looked at Ji Haotian, and started discussing.

Ji Haotian was not too surprised by this matter. Although he had revealed the Golden-winged Great Peng Puppet, from the perspective of an outsider, this was his last trump card.

"Cough, cough, at the next stop, number three, Leng Ruyue, against number ten, Hua Ruxue."

The middle-aged man's voice sounded from the martial arena once again.

"This match is actually Leng Ruyue against Hua Ruxue."

"This is going to be a good show!" "That's right, if these two people were arranged for the fourth round, they would definitely place in the top three. However, I never expected them to meet in the third round."

"That's nothing. Don't forget that during the second round, Yue Qianqian was able to fight against Yuan Kai. I believe that the difference in their combat power should be about the same. Moreover, it should be something much better than Yuan Kai's match!"

"However, seeing the two beauties fighting, if the two of them were careless and had their clothes torn, that would just be …"

"When I told you how to run over here, your thoughts really are …"

The cultivators below the martial arena all looked at the two figures standing atop the martial arena, and started to discuss with each other.

"Leng Ruyue, I never would have thought that I would meet you in this match. Do you think I should let you win? "Or should I just admit defeat and let you pass?"

Leng Ruyue asked with a faint smile.

"What do you mean?" "Are you really planning to admit defeat?" When Leng Ruyue heard this, she was slightly stunned before she asked.

"That's right. If the two of us were to fight to the death in this match, it would only be a piece of cake for Yuan Kai. "At that time, he will not even need to use the slightest bit of strength to directly defeat the one we have left."

Hua Ruxue smiled and said.

"Besides, I'm tired of killing people. "I concede!" Hua Ruxue smiled and said.

With that said, he walked down the martial arena.

When the crowd of cultivators saw this scene, they were slightly stunned. However, they couldn't help but think of something and came to a realization.

The two powers, Snowflake Palace and Cold Moon Palace, seemed to be incompatible, but these two powers would sometimes fight against the Yuan Sect together. This was the main reason why the two palaces were able to exist for so long.

Of course, why would Hua Ruxue concede so easily? It was partly because she had already obtained the honor of being in the top twenty for the sect, so the sect naturally didn't have to worry about not having a place to recruit disciples. On the other hand, an elder from Cold Moon Palace directly promised her a set of cultivation resources.

"Leng Ruyue wins!"

The middle-aged man's voice sounded from the martial arena.

"Next match, # 28, Sun Luohua versus # 12, Mu Yu." The middle-aged man stood up and said.

"He's actually only second to Sun Luohua who has snowy fur! This is going to be a good show!" "Hmm, I hope these two won't admit defeat on the stage again!"

"Hmph, I still don't know what you are thinking. "As expected …"

"If anyone can marry either one of them, they will probably be overjoyed even in their dreams!"

The discussions from the people below the martial arena began.

Sun Luohua did not care about the crowd, her gaze was fixated on Mu Yu in the distance. She suddenly swung the longsword in her hand, and an extremely sharp ray of light shot out like lightning towards Mu Yu in the distance.

"Do you think that you are the only one who has comprehended sword intent?" Mu Yu had a mocking smile on his face as he spoke.

Mu Yu waved the long sword in his hand after he finished his sentence. Unlike Sun Luohua's fierce thrust, Mu Yu swung the sword in his hand high up in the air. Countless rays of sword light fell like raindrops, enveloping Mu Yu's entire body in a layer of silver light.

"Hmph, just like me, I've also comprehended a layer of sword intent!" "What is there to be arrogant about!" Sun Luo Hua's lips curled up into a disdainful smile as he flung his black hair, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes as he sneered and said.

Spring rain kept falling!

Mu Yu didn't say anything. The long sword in her hand began to continuously slash out sword beams from the moment she exchanged blows with Sun Luohua. These sword beams seemed gentle, but they contained an extremely sharp killing intent.

The sword rain was like an invisible net, enveloping Sun Luohua in his martial skill without him noticing.

"You …" "How could there be so much sword intent? How did you do it?" Sun Luo Hua's beautiful eyes widened as she looked at Mu Yu in the distance and asked.

"You surrender now, or else you will expose your entire body to the crowd!" Mu Yu faintly smiled as he spoke.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Sun Luohua said coldly.

"What, are you going to do something else?" Mu Yu asked.

"I admit defeat, but I really didn't expect you to be such a person!" Sun Luohua glanced at Mu Yu as she spoke.

"Hmph, it's good that you know how to admit defeat!" "Actually, the sword intent from earlier will disappear the moment it reaches you." Mu Yu faintly smiled as he wiped away the sweat on his forehead.

"You …" "You..." Sun Luo Hua viciously glared at Mu Yu as she spoke.

"Don't you know that there is nothing to be afraid of?" Mu Yu Si did not mind and waved her hand as she walked down the martial arena.

"This match, Mu Yu is victorious!" The middle-aged man said.

"Next match, number thirty-two, Lan Chuan against number seventeen, Yue Bai!"

"You are not my match, just admit defeat! "Moonlight!"

A young man looked at Yue Bai who was standing opposite of him on the martial arena.

"Oh, do you really think I'm no match for you?" Yue Bai sneered as his peak Void Transformation Stage combat strength spread out.

"You …" How could he have the combat strength of a peak Void Transformation Stage cultivator? However, even if you possess the battle power at the peak of the Void Transformation Stage, you're still destined to be my foil. Lan Chuan asked.

Lan Chuan took a step forward and his body was like a gust of wind as he dashed towards the white moon.

The long blade in his hand fiercely swung out, directly slashing towards Lan Chuan's face.

"The one who will die is you!"

At the same time, his right hand was like a rock, directly grabbing the large blade that was attacking Lan Chuan. His right leg suddenly bent, and his knee was directly aimed at Lan Chuan's chest.

BOOM!

At this distance, Lan Chuan's entire back was visibly caved in.

"Bai Yue is victorious!"

The middle-aged man's voice sounded from the martial arena.

The third round of battles lasted until dusk before ending.

"Next match, thirty..."

After the curtain had fallen on the third round, everyone knew that Yuan Kai, Leng Ruyue, Ji Haotian and the rest were left.

Although the number of people had been reduced by more than half, the battle between experts made them look forward to it more and more.

Ji Haotian also knew that tomorrow would be the day for the countless elite rankers to duel, but to him, tomorrow's opponents were not even his opponents.