335: C335 Wumo Fei

C335 Wumo Fei

The first round of the semifinals came to an end. 32 strong teams were born, and they advanced to the second round. The second round of the semifinals would be held in two days, giving everyone some time to recuperate.

Qin Feng greeted Lei Nage, and then walked towards St Paul with Wang Luyao and the others. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they wanted to gather together.

Qin Feng, Wu Wenshuang, Ike, Liang Ruxi and Hedda. Wang Luyao and Ann Qingyi, a total of seven people, found a restaurant in the seventh sector and booked a private room to have a meal there.

"This time, Sister An and I didn't have a chance to show up. What a pity." Wang Luyao playfully blinked and said.

"That's right, that's right. It is really a pity that we did not see Sister Luyao's heroic bearing in the arena. If the two older sisters had entered the arena earlier, your opponent would probably have forfeited and surrendered." Qin Feng nodded his head and said in a serious manner.

"Hehe, that's right. They will definitely flee when they see the wind!" Wang Luyao waved her small fist and said excitedly.

The few people at the side laughed bitterly in their hearts. These two people really had big faces. However, they also knew that these two were joking and did not say anything.

"Being able to advance in the first round was just a fluke. The second round will not be so easy." Hedda shook the wine cup in his hand and said.

"That's right. No one is weak enough to advance to the second round. It won't be easy to advance." Ike nodded and replied.

"I heard that the second round of the competition is different from the first round. If we make proper arrangements, there might be a chance for us to advance to the next round." Liang Ruxi was pulled over by Wu Wenshuang to accompany them. At this moment, she opened her mouth and said.

"En, I also heard about it." Hedda continued, "The second round is mainly made up of Sword Cultivator. It is the complete opposite of the first round. First, we will have three rounds of Sword Cultivator competition to determine the winner and loser. Then there will be a two-on-two match between the spirit cultivators, and the last three battles will be counted as one. In the end, there were also five rounds with a three-win system.

And this time, the magical equipment would no longer be limited in quantity, and could be used at will. As for the sword that we use in Sword Cultivator, it will no longer be limited. As long as it doesn't exceed the scope of the Lord Treasure, it will be fine. However, once we use the Lord Treasure, we won't be able to use any other treasures."

"Oh? Then I can use the Soul Crying Sword?" Qin Feng asked in surprise when he heard Hedda's words.

"That's right. My Soul Chasing Sword can finally be put to use. It's really not convenient for me to use other swords."

"Yes." Qin Feng nodded. The Soul Crying Sword had accompanied his growth for a long period of time and had always been used as a Soul Crying Sword. The Sword Cultivator had special feelings for swords, and it also had some degree of flexibility and adaptability. Use it! One! The Longsword that accompanied him since he was young was far superior to the sword that he occasionally used.

"However, once we use the Soul Chasing Sword or the Soul Crying Sword, we can't use any other treasures."

"It doesn't matter. The Sword Cultivator should be made up of swords in the first place. With the sword in hand, I have the world!" Qin Feng said heroically.

"Haha, well said! Sweeping the World with a Sword!" Hedda echoed.

Ike also thought the same. However, his sword was only a Ninth Grade magic treasure, so he could still use other magic treasures to fight.

After everyone had their meal, they went back to their respective teams and hotels, preparing for the semifinals two days later.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and they welcomed the second round of the semifinals!

Qin Feng and the others arrived at the arena outside the southern suburbs. Today, there were even more people in the arena, and it was filled to the brim. Even outside the arena, there was a sea of people. It could be said that there was a sea of people.

In the lounge of Lei Kesi, everyone's mood was heavy. They were going to face the Snow Night Country in the second round of the semifinals. In the third group, they were second only to Kan Miluo, and they were the most powerful competitors.

"Everyone, don't give yourselves too much pressure. You have all reached this step. I am already very glad that Lei Kesi is proud of you all! This battle will be a full-fledged battle. Don't leave any regrets behind, but don't force yourself too much. It doesn't matter even if you lose." Lei Nage said to the crowd.

It wasn't easy for Lei Kesi to enter the second round of the semi-final. This result had already made the higher ups of Lei Kesi extremely happy. Even if they lost this time, it didn't matter. They were still the heroes of Lei Kesi.

Everyone nodded and walked towards the arena.

Lei Nuoer was in the lead. After resting for two days, he had completely recovered, and he had advanced a step further, breaking through to the Eighth Level Heaven Spirit Lord.

Liang Ruxi, Tian Yi, and Liu Yu followed behind. This time, they were going to cheer for the crowd at the side of the arena.

Qin Feng, Ike, and Lia Tian were the key to this battle. The three of them represented three matches, and it would be the key to victory and defeat!

Qin Feng's expression was indifferent, but his heart was burning with fighting spirit. He wanted to fight with the strong and find a breakthrough from it.

Lia Tian had an easy-going smile on his face. It was hard to tell what he was thinking, as if he was not worried about the competition at all.2

On the other hand, Ike seemed a little nervous. His brows were deeply furrowed. Among the three of them, he was the weakest. He didn't know if he could bring a victory to Lei Kesi.

Deafening cheers resounded in the arena. A team appeared in four directions next to the eight arenas, and they were about to compete for the qualification to advance to the third round.

Everyone in the arena was stirred up. They were excited and excited. Some of them shouted at the contestants of their respective countries, while others looked at some of the famous geniuses, expressing their admiration for them.

There were also many young girls who looked at the Seroa and the few handsome men from the Four Great Countries. Their eyes were filled with peach blossoms, and they shouted loudly to express their love.

"A bunch of infatuated women!" On the grandstand, a man in black leaned his body sideways against the railing. He glanced at the group of girls who were about to go crazy and smiled disdainfully. His eyes were filled with disdain.

His face was angular and extremely handsome. However, there was a wild arrogance between his brows. His expression was even more frivolous. His eyes were dark purple and revealed a strange expression.

"Xiu, you are still so cold. You really do not understand the feelings of a young lady." A soft voice was transmitted. Immediately, a person with long red hair walked over. His face carried a sweet smile.

He had a face that could topple cities and countries. It was hard to describe how beautiful the moon was, how beautiful the flowers were, how beautiful the fish were, and how beautiful the geese were. His beauty was enough to make thousands of girls go crazy and jealous. His long red hair was smooth and beautiful, making people envy him. He was dressed in pink clothes. He had a bit of charm.

"Wu Mofei! You damn pervert, stay away from this young master!" When the black-clothed man heard this voice, it was as if he had been electrocuted. He suddenly jumped up and dodged to the side.

"Hey, Xiu, your words really hurt my heart. You never understood a person's passion for love, and his persistence for love. " The red-haired man shook his head and sighed, his voice carrying a trace of sadness.

"Wu Mofei! You damn pervert! Shut up for this young master! F * ck, I have goosebumps all over my body!" The black-clothed man retreated repeatedly and roared angrily," You are clearly a man, what are you doing all day long like a woman!? You are still pestering this young master. Could it be that you really think that this young master will not dare to kill you!?"

"Sigh..." The red haired person stares at the black clothed man who keeps retreating as he stops his footsteps and lets out another long sigh. It is even more sorrowful as it carries infinite grief.

The black-robed man frowned and cursed in his heart, "You bastard who's haunting me! The last thing I want to see in St Paul is you and Bei Laner! A pair of dead freaks!"

After that, he kept stepping back and disappeared into the crowd.

The red haired man did not chase after him. Instead, he arrived at the place where the black clothed man had been. After stroking the railing that he had leaned on, the corner of his mouth revealed an intoxicating smile. He whispered to himself: "Xiu, sooner or later you will be mine - - - along with the Soul Extinguishing Sword... Return to me all at once! "

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