After a while, referee Xu Feng slowly walked onto the ring.

He said loudly: "Everyone, the martial arts competition will begin immediately, please be patient."

"After today's top four competition, two disciples will be selected to enter the final battle for first place."

"The difference from previous years is that after the semi-finals, we will immediately enter the championship competition without any rest time."

"This rule change is to test the endurance and rich combat experience of the participating disciples."

"Be able to defeat the opponent while retaining enough spiritual power to cope with the next battle."

As Elder Xu Feng finished explaining the rules, there was a commotion at the scene.

Some people are worried and some are happy.

Ye Qiu frowned and looked at Qi Wuhui with a sneer on his face in the distance.

Obviously, he is up to something again.

However, it seems that Meng Tianzheng also agrees with this rule. Maybe he decided after discussing it with Meng Tianzheng.

Mingyue looked at her beloved disciple, one of the top four, a little worriedly. On the surface, she didn't seem to have any upper hand.

Even if he wins, it's just a one-and-a-half-move success by luck, and he won't be able to face the next championship battle.

"Damn..."

Clenching her fists, Mingyue looked at Qi Wuhui in the distance with disgust.

"The two games will start at the same time. Please participate in the competition."

Ye Qiu was still very calm. He turned around and signaled to Lin Qingzhu, and then she walked onto the stage.

"Go ahead."

Mingyue also turned back to signal Liu Ruyan, and among the Hidden Sword Peak team, Qi Hao also walked onto the stage very calmly.

"Haha, interesting! It looks like I came prepared."

Ye Qiu smiled faintly. Although he didn't know what Qi Wuhui had done, looking at Qi Hao's expression, it was obvious that he was confident and had a chance to win.

"Junior brother, aren't you worried at all?"

Seeing that Ye Qiu could still remain so calm, Mingyue couldn't help but wonder.

Ye Qiu shrugged and smiled without saying a word.

Mingyue is a little impressed. His mentality is too good. Don't you worry about this?

On the ring, Lin Qingzhu stood upright, one man and one sword, with a heroic appearance.

Gu Baiyi stood opposite her, with a smile on her face, and said: "Junior sister Lin, please give me some advice later, don't embarrass senior brother too much..."

Lin Qingzhu didn't take it seriously and nodded without saying anything, seeming to agree with Gu Baiyi's polite words.

Gu Baiyi's mouth twitched and he smiled bitterly.

He just said casually and modestly, why do you think Lin Qingzhu meant that he would definitely lose?

"This junior sister is indeed as cold as the legend says, cold and difficult to get along with."

Shaking his head, Gu Baiyi didn't mind, and waited until Liu Ruyan and Qi Hao also appeared on the other stage.

Xu Feng said loudly: "Start."

With a sound, a battle broke out between the two arenas.

The first one to strike was Qi Hao, who did not use a sword and just slapped Liu Ruyan with one palm.

On the other side, the sword in Gu Baiyi's hand was suddenly unsheathed, and he slashed towards Lin Qingzhu with a sword technique.

"Junior sister, be careful!"

Lin Qingzhu didn't respond. He turned the sword box in his hand and pushed it forward.

The forces collided instantly, and Gu Baiyi's sword was easily disintegrated.

"Huh?"

In the audience, Meng Tianzheng looked at Ye Qiu unexpectedly. No one knew his disciple's strength better than him.

Couldn't such a powerful blow force Lin Qingzhu to use all his strength?

At this time, Lin Qingzhu was like taking a leisurely stroll under Gu Baiyi's offensive.

The movement is free and easy, and the white clothes are dancing, and the people watching are mesmerized.

Zhao Waner looked at the competition on the stage and smiled slightly. For the past month, she had been sparring with Lin Qingzhu every day, and she knew very well how terrifying the swordsmanship mastered by Lin Qingzhu was.
Chapter completed!