God-level upgrade system

"I surrender--"

Sensing the huge gap between the two sides, Shen Ling'er didn't continue to attack, she sighed inwardly, and then decisively chose to admit defeat.

In fact, she also felt that if she hadn't been concerned about the relationship between the two parties, she might have been defeated by Wei Yi with her first move.

In the current situation, it is undoubtedly the best choice for her to take the initiative to admit defeat.

"Your swordsmanship is actually not bad, but it's more gorgeous than practical. If you can calm down and hone it for half a year, it will definitely make a big difference."

Wei Yi was not hypocritical and modest, looking at Shen Linger, he pointed out seriously.

Shen Linger nodded thoughtfully, she could vaguely sense the benefits of Wei Yi's advice to her.

"After I go back, I will definitely listen to you, cousin."

Shen Linger replied with a smile.

Although she lost the game, she wasn't too disappointed, because she originally had the mentality of being an important participant, and she never thought about getting any ranking at all.

And losing to her cousin, she was also convinced.

"Cousin, you have to work hard, you must win the championship, I will support you—"

While speaking, Shen Linger clenched her fists and made a cute gesture of cheering.

The soaring braid on the top of the head also flickered.

Then she bounced off the ring like this, looking heartless, not even giving Wei Yi a chance to speak.

Seeing this, Wei Yi couldn't help but smile wryly.

I had no choice but to get off the ring by myself.

……

The contest between Wei Yi and Shen Ling'er ended quickly, without causing too much shock.

The main reason is that the two sides didn't fight much at all, or that the strength of the two was not at the same level at all, and Wei Yi easily won the victory without any performance.

This did not affect the progress of other games.

Ten arenas are competing at the same time, and there will be [-] people in one group, ten of them will advance, and ten will be eliminated.

Thousands of people were divided into four groups, and each group only had more than 200 people. In fact, a dozen groups ended the first round of competition.

The total time spent was just over an hour.

The second round will start soon——

Wei Yi's opponent this time was precisely the young swordsman who beheaded his opponent with a single sword.

Seeing that the opponent was Wei Yi, he was obviously stunned for a moment. Although he is a warrior from the Northland, he has heard of Wei Yi's name.

It's just that he didn't expect such a coincidence that among so many people in the fourth group, he would meet Wei Yi.

A look of unconcealable astonishment flashed in his eyes.

However, following closely behind, he was not too nervous and flustered, but a little excited instead.

He is not from the south, so he doesn't have a deep impression of the Bawangzong, and he doesn't have a strong concept of Wei Yi, the chief disciple of the Bawangzong. In his mind, Wei Yi is just a little famous.

And fame is exactly what he wants most right now.

If he could defeat a genius like Wei Yi, it would be much more effective than killing an unknown person.

After defeating Wei Yi and stepping on Wei Yi's position, he will be famous throughout Jiangnan in an instant. Even if he doesn't win the Jiangnan Martial Arts Championship this time, his harvest is enough.

"Wei Yi..."

"I didn't expect my opponent to be you. It seems that I am really lucky..."

The young swordsman sneered.

Holding the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand, a trace of true energy was transmitted to the body of the sword through the palm of his hand, and under the shining halo, a gust of bitter evil spirit burst out from the sword in an instant.

There was even a faint smell of blood.

Obviously, the sword in his hand had killed far more than one person, otherwise it wouldn't have such a strong bloody aura.

It has to be said that the strength of this young swordsman is indeed extraordinary. After all, it is not an easy task to be able to kill opponents cleanly in the ring.

"You feel lucky?"

Wei Yi asked with a faint smile.

There was an arc at the corner of his mouth, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face at the same time.

"Of course, the person who defeated you today is me, Zhao Hengji."

The young swordsman suddenly shouted loudly.

It also attracted the attention of many people for a while, perhaps, this is his intention to do so.

"Zhao Hengji, he is Zhao Hengji of the Northern Hengyuan Sword Sect."

"It is said that he is about to master the sword intent of killing. He specializes in the sword of killing, and his combat power is quite amazing."

"I have also heard that it seems that there are hundreds of warriors who died in his hands, and it is absolutely difficult to deal with."

Some northern warriors couldn't help talking in a low voice.

Although Zhao Hengji was unknown in the south, he was obviously well-known in the north, even though he was only known for being vicious.

Even the few people from Sha Wuzong couldn't help but notice this, such as Ouyang Lanshan and Situ Xin whom Wei Yi knew.

"Zhao Hengji and Wei Yi are interesting."

Ouyang Lanshan's eyes flashed, and there was a playful smile in his eyes. He looked at the ring here without moving, as if he was very interested in the fight between the two.

"Junior Sister Ouyang, do you know Wei Yi too?"

"Judging from your tone, it seems that you have an unusual relationship with him?"

Situ Xin next to him showed surprise and couldn't help asking curiously.

"Who has an unusual relationship with him."

Hearing this, Ouyang Lanshan couldn't help being annoyed immediately, and stared back at Situ Xin, "I don't know him at all."

"Hehe, I almost believed it..."

Situ Xin chuckled twice, Ouyang Lanshan obviously wanted to listen to the opposite, but he was very curious when Wei Yi had an unclear relationship with Ouyang Lanshan.

"Believe it or not."

Ouyang Lanshan was too lazy to explain.

"Who do you think they can win?"

Situ Xin asked suddenly.

"Are you an idiot?" Ouyang Lanshan looked at him in surprise, with a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth, "That guy Zhao Hengji can only do those few sword-killing moves, no matter what the surname is Wei, get rid of Zhao Hengji It's still fine."

Although Ouyang Lanshan has a bad relationship with Wei Yi, she still has a very clear understanding of Wei Yi's strength.

"At most ten moves, Zhao Hengji will definitely lose."

Ouyang Lanshan's words were loud and clear, and he said it with certainty.

Seeing her confident attitude, Situ Xin couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly.

"Three strokes are almost enough."

But at this time, another voice suddenly sounded from the side, and the two turned their heads to look, only to find that the person who spoke was Lin Ruizong.

The two immediately greeted each other, "Eldest brother."

Although the two of them are extremely gifted genius fighters, they dare not show any arrogant attitude when facing Lin Ruizong, a senior brother with unparalleled prestige in Sha Wuzong.

Moreover, Lin Ruizong is convincing in terms of strength and character, and they also admire him from the bottom of their hearts.

"Brother, do you mean that Zhao Hengji can't handle Wei Yi's three moves?"

Situ Xin hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help asking in doubt.

He had fought against Wei Yi back then, and although Wei Yi was slightly better in the end, it was only slightly better.

In his mind, even if Wei Yi has made progress during this period, there is a certain limit. How could he defeat Zhao Hengji, who is well-known in the north, with three moves.

Lin Ruizong had a gentle smile on his face, but he didn't explain anything. He just looked at the ring over there and said lightly, "Perhaps, one move is enough..."