Chapter 279: End of the first round

? On the ring.
Chai Rongguang, whose body was stiff, had now become an ice sculpture, and he was completely frozen by the icy cold from the bottom of his heart.
"It's over, Brother Chai!"
Sang Can closed his eyes again, step by step came to Chai Rongguang, and knocked his fist on the ice.
The ice sculpture broke apart, and Chai Rongguang's body was also broken.
Bah!
The ice cube fell on the ground and began to melt slowly, and it continued to melt into the ring without leaving a trace.
So far, another half-step soul king has fallen.
As Sang Can closed his eyes, everyone under the ring returned to normal. People looked at Sang Can's background for a long time and were speechless.
It's no wonder that they all thought that the three people who came last were very powerful, and none of them in their group would be the opponent of those three.
But the reality made a big joke for them. The two matchups they felt were bound to lose, on the contrary, all ended with a weak victory.
And the last hundred miles of sorrow in the trio group really answered his name at this time, and his face was full of sadness.
He wanted to join Chai Rongguang to fight Duan Kun to avenge Zhou Dingyuan, but he didn't expect that Chai Rongguang would be killed by Sang Can who belonged to Shenbao Pavilion.
Now he was left alone in the trio. Bai Li Qiansor felt that he might not be able to beat Duan Kun alone, so he had to hold back his anger.
After a few breaths, two more blood-colored beams of light were sprinkled on the ring, and the first blood-colored beam of light locked on the third-level Shazhou country youth of Soul Lord.
The young man looked happy. The first two rounds fought against each other. Duan Kun and Sang Can also entered the second round smoothly. Only one person who is stronger than him is now stronger than him. , He feels that the probability that he can match other people is very high, so it is not impossible to enter the next round.
"Luck can't stop it! Haha!"
The boy couldn't close his mouth when he entered the ring, and couldn't help laughing out loud. It would be more proud and proud to be that way.
At this time, the second blood-colored light beam also selected the target, and a figure fell in front of the boy.
"Haha, uh...how can it be possible, this is not true!"
The boy was still laughing on the stage, but he saw the opponent in front of him clearly, and suddenly howled frantically, crying and laughing, swaying angrily.
Despair, deep despair.
The ring seemed to like to joke with people. Just when the teenager thought he would pass the level safely, the ring directly threw Baili Qiansang up.
Completely cut off the boy's thoughts.
Fell from heaven to hell, but in a flash.
Baili Qianshou looked at the young man who was almost insane in front of him, smiled cruelly, suddenly drew out the long sword hanging from his waist, and stabbed it out.
Without any fancy moves, just such a simple sword.
The desperate Shazhou country boy didn't even resist, and Baili Qianshou directly pierced his chest.
Perhaps for him, this is the best ending.
However, this is the worst thing for Baili Qianshou.
"Damn fellow, why don't you resist!"
Baili Qianshou shouted angrily, two fellow students died tragically in front of him, but he did not dare to avenge him, this kind of suppressed anger quickly drove him crazy!
"Damn idiot!"
He roared loudly, the sword in his hand kept pulling up and stabbing, piercing the opponent into a pile of vague blood mud with one sword after another, until the ring sent him down.
The rest of the young monks were all scared away from a hundred miles away, for fear that the other party would kill them all without paying attention.
"Sad fellow!" Su Fan's eyes showed deep contempt: "This kind of person is not worthy of being a swordsman! I am timid and cowardly, I really doubt how he lived until now!"
"Then what do you think he should do?" Duan Kun asked suddenly.
"It's me!" Su Fan stared at Duan Kun and said softly: "It will kill you!"
Duan Kun heard Su Fan's answer, his expression froze at first, and then his eyes flickered and sneered: "Hehe, you are so humorous!"
"Ha ha!"
Su Fan laughed, but his eyes were still fixed on Duan Kun.
The duel on the ring is still going on in an orderly manner, which may be the reason why all the masters have advanced. The next few battles have wasted a long time, and almost every game has to be played until both sides are exhausted.
A famous monk fell down, moisturizing the ring with his own flesh and blood, and the first round of the duel was over.
I don’t know if it’s the evil taste of the ring. The next few duels after a thousand sorrows were all between acquaintances. Some of them were friends who lived and died, some were close partners, and even brothers and sisters.
In short, after the first round of death fights, Su Fan keenly discovered that except for him, Duan Kun and Sang Can, the brains of the other people who survived were already a bit abnormal.
Among them, the boy who killed his sister with his own hands has been madly talking nonsense, which is no different from a mental illness.
At the end of the first round of the duel, more than half of the fourteen people died, leaving seven.
At this moment, the earth-shaking voice once again sounded in the red sky: "Congratulations to all of you for successfully surviving. Now you will be awarded with rewards and soul energy!"
Seven thick soul auras suddenly spurted from the ring, these soul auras penetrated into the seven people as if they were living things, and the auras of the other five people, except for Su Fan and Duan Kun, climbed in a short period of time.
Both Su Fan and Duan Kun are people with systems, and their cultivation methods are completely different from those of the cultivators of the Soul Heaven Continent, so Soul Qi Infusion is not particularly helpful to them.
However, these soul qi are precious cultivation resources, and Su Fan didn't want to waste it, so he transferred these soul qi out of his body through internal power transfer and stored it in a corner of the system space.
boom! boom! boom! ...
At this moment, there was a muffled sound, and the breath of the three spirit master ninth-level youths suddenly soared by a large amount, and they jumped half a step directly into the soul king realm.
However, it seemed that it would take a while to finish the body filling time, and the dense soul aura was still being poured down.
Soon, one after another burst of breakthrough sounds continued. Except Baili Qianshou, Su Fan, and Duan Kun, the other four were madly breaking through and couldn't stop.
Among them, Sang Can, with the best aptitude, broke through to the eighth level of the soul master in one breath, and the other three also reached the fourth level of the soul master.
When the soul qi filling body disappeared, the aura of Baili Qianshou was also stronger, faintly reaching the peak of the soul king for half a step, and it was only a short time before he could enter the soul king state.
At this time, except for Su Fan and Duan Kun who were still walking in place, the cultivation of the others had reached a higher realm than before.
(End of this chapter)