Chapter 39 Semifinals
Chen Mo originally thought that his only opponent was An Xiuyuan.
As a result, the appearance of the man in white made him somewhat unexpected.
You know, this guy is the only one at the same level who has forced him back.
This also made Chen Mo know that no matter in any world, there are always geniuses.
As the evening breeze blew, Chen Mo also lay on the bed and fell asleep completely.
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The next day, I woke up at dawn.
The morning was a six-to-three competition. Among the six remaining players, only Chen Mo was at the early stage of a first-rate master.
The rest are at least at the mid-level realm of first-rate masters.
At this time, there were more people around the arena than yesterday.
As we all know, today is the decisive battle and everyone is looking forward to who will be the champion?
"Master Wan, why don't we make a bet? Which family's child will win first place in this Qingyang Competition?"
Liu Hongzhen looked at Wan Yuanwu who was standing aside.
"Well, sure, I wonder what County Magistrate Liu wants to bet with me?"
Wan Yuanwu asked.
He still has confidence in An Xiuyuan.
"I heard that Master Wan Guan has an innate swordsmanship book in his hand, and I happen to have an innate-level physical body skill book in my hand. Why not just use these two things as a bet!
Who loses and who gives the skill to the other party? What do you think of Wan Guanzhu? "
Liu Hongzhen also had confidence in his nephew, and the swordsmanship book was also for his nephew.
"Of course you can."
Although Wan Yuanwu felt that physical skills were of little use to him.
However, he believed that An Xiuyuan would win this time.
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With the bet between the two people above, the semi-finals have completely begun.
Chen Mo got the first one to play.
His opponent at the moment was a bloated little fat man.
"Hello, I'm the Wang family, Wang Fu, please give me some advice."
The little fat man looked at Chen Mo with a smile on his face.
A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that at this point, no one is a rabbit.
Moreover, Chen Mo has only shown the early stage of a first-class master, so naturally he cannot underestimate the opponent in front of him.
"let's start!"
Chen Mo's tone was cold, the sword in his hand was unsheathed, and powerful energy burst out.
The same goes for Wang Fu on the opposite side. His energy is almost reaching the late stage of a first-class master, and he is holding a giant hammer.
"Chaan Phi Hammer Technique!"
Wang Fu was obviously not as simple as he appeared. As soon as he came up, he used martial arts to attack Chen Mo without any intention of holding back.
"Thousand Flames Sword Technique!"
When Chen Mo saw this, he also used the Thousand Flames Sword Technique of the Perfect Level.
The sword and the sledgehammer collided like boulders. In an instant, circles of air waves spread out, and countless gravel flew across.
With every blow and collision, Wang Fu could feel a huge force coming from his hand.
He looked at the person in front of him in surprise.
He didn't expect that this guy, who was in a small realm lower than his own, was stronger than him.
"Awesome, no wonder they call you a monster."
Wang Fu didn't show the slightest fear, but his face was full of excitement.
Chen Mo's expression was still so indifferent. He wanted to save his trump card until the decisive battle. Otherwise, he would have been able to deal with the little fat man in front of him long ago.
"Defense decision!"
Wang Fu used a high-grade Huang-level amplification martial skill, and his strength increased by more than 30% in an instant.
In an instant, Chen Mo felt suppressed.
However, he didn't panic at all, and launched the Golden Body Art and the three levels of energy at the same time.
In addition to hiding his realm, he has already taken action with all his strength.
He had to fight quickly and not waste too much energy on this guy. That would be the real fierce battle in the afternoon.
"Boom!"
The moment the weapons collided again, Wang Fu's expression immediately changed. He found that Chen Mo's strength had become more than half stronger.
Wang Fu's body was heavy and he took several steps back. Chen Mo would not let go of such an opportunity.
The long sword in his hand thrust forward at an extremely fast speed. At this moment, Wang Fu had already reached the edge of the ring and had no time to deal with the sword.
If he didn't choose to leave the ring, he would be pierced through the chest with this sword.
Not daring to hesitate, Wang Fu could only keep going backwards. The moment he jumped off the ring, his body rolled back and landed firmly under the ring.
"I lost."
Wang Fu looked at Chen Mo above him and said helplessly.
After going down, Chen Mo didn't care about Wang Fu's expression. It was natural for him to win this battle.
What he cared about most was the duel in the afternoon.
As Chen Mo went on, the second game continued.
An Xiuyuan won the second game without any surprise.
There were no surprises in the third game, and the man in white won.
Under the scorching sun, the three of them glanced at each other. An Xiuyuan did not expect that there would be two surprises in this match that was supposed to be a sure win.
However, An Xiuyuan's eyes were focused on Liu Wentian most of the time.
Because he knew that only Liu Wentai, who was in the first-class mid-level realm and understood the power of the sword, was his real opponent.
As for Chen Mo's internal and external cultivation, although it is terrifying, his state is still too weak, only the early state of a first-class master.
Liu Wentian on the other side didn't think so. When Chen Mo recognized him, he also recognized Chen Mo.
It was obviously the realm of the mid-term first-class master that day, but now it is only the realm of the early-stage first-class master. Are you hiding your strength?
Liu Wentian looked directly at Chen Mo.
The two people's eyes collided for a moment, and fierce fighting spirit spread out.
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Time passes slowly, and in the afternoon, the sun shines high.
At this moment, there are crowds of people more than ten meters around the ring. They are all looking forward to who will be the final champion of this Qingyang Competition?
Above the high platform, the faces of Yang Shan and the two men were uglier than eating shit, because all members of their Po Feng Martial Arts Hall had been eliminated.
"Damn it! These little brats are such useless people. I must personally supervise their cultivation when I get back."
Yang Shan cursed secretly in his heart.
"After the draw, in the first match, Liu Wentian played against An Xiuyuan.
In the second game, An Xiuyuan played against Chen Mo.
In the third game, Liu Wentian played against Chen Mo.
There is an hour between each game.
The one with the most wins will become the champion of this Qingyang Competition. Now invite the warriors from both sides of the first game to take the field. "
As the master announced the rules of the finals.
An Xiuyuan and Liu Wentian walked onto the competition stage.
"Hello."
An Xiuyuan said in a cold tone, holding the spear tightly in his right hand.
"Hello."
Liu Wentian responded politely, but the sword in his hand was already unsheathed.
"war!"
An Xiuyuan's figure disappeared instantly, and the spear in his hand thrust out like a dragon, with such force that even the air roared.
With a calm expression, Liu Wentian held the long sword in his hand, and his energy gathered in the White Snake Sword, and he blocked forward.
"boom!"
The powerful force made Liu Wentian take a few steps back, but that was all.
"Interesting, come again."
With the black gold gun in An Xiuyuan's hand, he thrust it forward and attacked Liu Wentian.