Tyrant Dragon Emperor

"Well, there is indeed some truth in saying that!"

While the warriors and common people in the square were discussing heatedly, all the forces in the central spectator seats were also paying attention to this competition.

Needless to say on Jin Yuanzong's side, although Ji Cang is the weaker one among the ten disciples, it is only relatively speaking.

Such a talented seedling is also the most top-notch existence among any second-rate forces!

Although Tianluozong is also paying attention to this competition, no matter whether it is the sect, the elders or the many disciples, all of them look calm and there is no abnormality.

As the leaders of the three major sects, they have enough self-confidence and extraordinary arrogance.

Not to mention Ji Cang, who was ranked tenth among Jin Yuanzong's disciples, even if the top few disciples made a move, they would not be too moved.

However, the reaction of everyone in the Cangyun Sect was different!

The suzerain Chu Tianhua's face was dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The two peak masters, Lu Ya and Qi Jianyuan, did not dare to be careless at all. Their lips moved slightly, and they transmitted spiritual power to the disciples in the waiting area of ​​the square, telling them to observe the competition carefully.

"Yue Zheng, Jiao Bing, Duanmu Yunqi... You must observe Ji Cang's performance carefully, and if you meet him later, you will know it well!" Lu Ya's eyes narrowed slightly, and he silently reminded everyone.

"Dear nephews, remember to carefully observe every match between Tian Luozong and Jin Yuanzong, especially you Xuanyang realm disciples, remember!" Qi Jianyuan said with a deep expression through sound transmission.

In the waiting area of ​​the square, all the disciples were divided into two camps, with the gold lottery on the left and the silver lottery on the right.

Jiang Tian, ​​Mu Yun, Chu Yun, Xuan Peng, Pang Ning, and Duanmu Yunqi were in the gold lottery area, while the other four, Yue Zheng, Jiao Bing, Lou Qingyan, and Yang Ziru, were in the silver lottery area.

At this moment, Mu Yun watched the No. 1 ring, and subconsciously asked Jiang Tian.

"Junior Brother Jiang, who do you think is stronger between these two?"

Jiang Tian's eyes moved slightly, he smiled without saying a word, but his eyes turned to the No. 8 ring on the other side.

On that arena, a silver-robed woman was quietly confronting a tall white-robed disciple.

The silver-robed woman was naturally Luo Lan, and the white-robed disciple was a young genius from a second-rate sect around Cangjing.

Luo Lan's cultivation is at the early stage of Xuanyue Realm, and the white-robed disciple opposite is at the middle stage of Xuanyue Realm. There is a small difference between the two, and in the eyes of others, there is no suspense about the outcome of the fight.

But at this moment, Jiang Tian couldn't see the slightest nervousness on his face, and kept calm all the time.

"here we go!"

Suddenly there was an exclamation in the square, but it was Ji Cang and Zuo Fan on the No. 1 ring who started to fight.

Rumble!

In an instant, the aura flashed wildly in the void, and the tyrannical spiritual forces collided with each other with astonishing momentum, causing violent fluctuations one after another.

The silver-gray spiritual power rippled violently, turning into ripples visible to the naked eye and spreading above the ring, sweeping wildly in all directions.

However, when these frenzy of spiritual power approached the edge of the ring, they were stopped by the sudden appearance of four white walls of light!

"That is……"

There was a burst of exclamation in the square, and everyone's eyes showed strange lights, as if they saw something incredible.

"This is the protective circle on the ring!"

"I see!"

"Hiss! It seems that this magic circle is not easy to withstand the spiritual impact of a strong person in the Xuanyang realm!"

There were exclamations one after another, all from ordinary warriors and ordinary people watching the battle.

For them, this kind of method is very surprising, but for those martial artists of the sect forces, it is commonplace, and there is nothing special about it.

But in the blink of an eye, everyone's eyes were turned away from the auras of the magic circle, and they all focused on the fight between the two sides.

Amidst the rumbling burst of spiritual power, the silver-gray two-color spiritual light quickly permeated, covering the entire arena in a blink of an eye!

The strong aura even covered the entire ring space, so that everyone's sight was blocked, and they felt very depressed for a while.

For those warriors with strong strength, amazing eyesight and strong perception ability, this is actually nothing, but for the vast majority of ordinary warriors and ordinary people, they can only hear their voices but not see them, let alone see clearly The real scene of fighting inside and outside.

Fortunately, this situation didn't last long. With a long howl, it rushed straight into the sky, and the billowing spiritual light was also dispersed by the howl, and the two sides appeared again.

But at this moment, Ji Cang, a disciple of the Jin Yuanzong, had the upper hand in the battle, pressing the left body of the Dragon and Tiger Sect so passively that he was almost powerless to fight back!

"Hiss! It's too exaggerated!"

"It took only a few breaths, and the scene became like this?"

"Just now... what happened?"

Everyone frowned, realizing that they had missed the most crucial scene.

While all forces in the spectator seats were paying attention to this focus competition, Jiang Tian's eyes remained on the No. 8 ring.

I saw Luo Lan's palms dancing quickly, and phantom-like silver palm prints rushed out, covering the opponent tightly without any explanation.

Although the white-robed disciple on the opposite side had a slightly higher realm, he looked embarrassed under this kind of offensive, almost feeling powerless to parry.

However, after all, he has the strength of the middle stage of Xuanyue Realm. After some defense, he forcibly stabilized his position and launched a strong counterattack against Luo Lan.

"Not good! That woman is about to lose!" Chu Yun followed Jiang Tian's gaze, and his eyes fell on the No. 8 ring, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Jiang Tian shook his head and smiled: "It's too early to say!"

"Oh?" Chu Yun frowned slightly, somewhat dissatisfied, but looked at Jiang Tian but hesitated to speak, and did not argue any more.

In her opinion, the reason why Jiang Tian made such an assertion was obviously because of his favor for the silver-robed woman, not because she really had that kind of strength.

After all, no matter what she said, she was still a martial artist from Qingxuan Kingdom, a small subsidiary country, while the disciple opposite her was a genius selected by the second-rate forces around Cangjing.

However, she still underestimated Luo Lan's strength and Jiang Tian's vision even more!

Just when the seemingly impenetrable attack of the white-robed disciple forced Luo Lan to the point where he was almost powerless to fight back, an unexpected scene appeared!

"drink!"

Accompanied by a pleasant scolding, Luo Lan, who had been forced to the corner of the ring, suddenly shone with silver light, and an astonishing sword intent erupted from his body!

"Here we come!" The corners of Jiang Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of excitement flashed across his brows.

"Huh?" Chu Yun's face changed slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

The sword intent emanating from Luo Lan's body is so strong that she might not be able to do it at the same level.

The silver light shone above the No. 8 ring, and the powerful sword intent quickly condensed, turning into a ten-foot-long giant sword gleaming with silver light and slashing down.

Rumble!

The dull roar mixed with the ear-piercing howling of swords pierced through the air. The white-robed disciple's complexion changed drastically but he couldn't dodge it in time.