At this time, the ten games of the first group were completely over. Due to the huge gap in strength, there were no shocking surprises.
The next ten games of the second group began, with twenty participating disciples taking the stage, and the one who received the most attention was Wangchen from the Jueqing Valley.
But she was like a fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world, and was completely deaf to the things around her. After taking the stage, she reached out and flicked her hand, and the lyre appeared in the air again.
Everyone present was stunned for a moment. It was already the second round of the competition. Did she still want to use this piano?
On the other side, a disciple from Tianwu Province stepped onto the ring. From his serious expression, it could be seen that he was under great pressure in his heart.
It's no wonder that no matter who it is, it's not a good thing to draw a top powerhouse like Juechen.
After taking the stage, he took out a ghost-headed sword and held it in his palm, ready to attack at any time.
"start!"
The referee here gave the order, and he immediately rushed over with a knife.
Everyone has seen the previous games and knows that the best way to face a strong man like Wangchen is to attack first so that the opponent cannot exert the power of the soul attack.
But the idea is good, and you must have the strength to attack first.
As soon as this disciple flew into the air, the music started to sound, and then he fell to the ring with a plop as if he was struck by lightning.
Wangchen concentrated on looking at the guqin in front of him, seemingly not noticing the existence of his opponent at all.
When her delicate hand touched the strings for the second time, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of the disciple's mouth.
When the third piano sound sounded, an invisible force filled the entire arena and sent the man directly off the stage.
"Let me choke you, this is too powerful..."
After a brief silence, there was a moment of restlessness in the room.
He won a competition after just playing the piano three times, which seemed to have refreshed everyone's previous understanding.
Wangchen is much more powerful than everyone expected.
Jue Ran sat on the ring, affectionately still as old-fashioned as ever, but there was a hint of approval in his eyes.
The remaining elders had serious expressions on their faces, and everyone could see that Wangchen was definitely a formidable challenge if he wanted to win the final championship.
No matter which sect's core disciple he is, he can't say that he is sure of winning against her.
Wangchen knocked the opponent off the ring, as if he had done an insignificant thing, then jumped off the ring with his guqin and returned to his previous seat.
Shui Yueli couldn't help but sigh: "The soul attack is so powerful, but I don't know if it will be effective against that guy from the Xuanwu Sect."
"Of course it works!"
Ye Bufan said, "This kind of soul attack is the nemesis of all body-refining monks. If the royal family meets Wangchen, they will definitely be defeated."
After saying that, he looked down to the next stage. At this moment, there was no one he was paying attention to, but it would be good to know more about his opponent.
On the ring next to him, Baili Hongjun stood here with high spirits, and opposite him was a young disciple. His whole body was extremely nervous, and his legs were even slightly trembling.
It's no wonder, he is at the peak of Dongxu, while the opponent is only at the peak of Fusion. This gap is a bit shocking.
"Okay, let's get down!"
Baili Hongjun struck out with a palm, and the fierce palm wind directly knocked the opponent off the ring without any ability to fight back.
"Long live His Royal Highness!"
"His Royal Highness is too powerful!"
"Long live the Holy Dragon Empire!"
After all, it was a home game. After his side won, the audience immediately burst into cheers, and the cheers continued for a long time.
Ye Bufan couldn't help but shook his head slightly, cursing in his heart that Baili Xingkong was really shameless. The opponents arranged for the people of Tianshengzhou were extremely weak, and there was no possibility of a comeback.
On the viewing platform, Li Miaozhen had a bright smile on her face.
"Your Majesty, our Tianshengzhou has done well this time!"
"Of course, the young disciples of this class are very outstanding, especially Fairy Hanjian and His Highness the Crown Prince. They are both qualified to win the crown!"
As he spoke, Baili Xingkong's heart was bubbling with beauty. He also had a plan for this arrangement, relying on the host's advantage to allow his disciples to take advantage.
The foundation here has been laid. Once someone from Baili Hongjun or Leng Qingqiu breaks into the top three, the overall points will soar instantly.
Tiansheng Prefecture's ranking may move up one spot, pushing the second-ranked Tianmang Prefecture to the back.
Now the seven disciples of Tianshengzhou have won four games, and in his opinion, there is no suspense in the remaining three games.
The arranged opponents are either seriously injured or have very different strengths. Winning is a matter of process.
But at this moment, his expression suddenly changed and he looked towards a ring.
This match was between Xie Fei and Wang Cheng from Tianshengzhou. Originally, the two were equally powerful and both were in the early stages of Dongxu. However, Xie Fei was seriously injured yesterday and almost lost half his life.
It was precisely because of this that Baili Xingkong put the two people together, but the current situation was completely different from what he expected.
I saw that Xie Fei, who was still dying yesterday, was now as if he had been killed. He punched Wang Cheng and knocked him backwards. Then he punched Wang Cheng in the chest several times, vomiting blood.
"This is impossible! How is this possible?"
Baili Xingkong had a look of disbelief on his face. As a strong man at the pinnacle of Mahayana, he could clearly see Xie Fei's condition yesterday.
Such a serious injury cannot be completely healed without rest for three to five months, let alone improve one's cultivation. How could it suddenly become like this?
But whether he believed it or not, Xie Fei on the stage was a very powerful person.
According to Ye Bufan's request, he did not end the fight quickly, but instead crushed and beat Wang Cheng.
Now that he is in the middle stage of Dongxu, he has an absolute advantage in strength, there is no suspense, and he is playing extremely smoothly.
Under the spotlight, Wang Cheng was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he vomited blood. As he said before, he was beaten so hard that he didn't even recognize his mother.
After a hearty beating, the opponent only had half a life left, so Xie Fei kicked him off the ring.
At this moment, there was total silence, no one expected such a result.
Baili Xingkong's expression was extremely ugly. Why did the battle situation he carefully arranged suddenly become like this?
"This young man is good!"
Hua Sijin in Tianwu Prefecture laughed. We are all old foxes. How could they not see Baili Xingkong's tricks? They just didn't have any substantive evidence to hide in their hearts.
But if you don't talk about returning, it doesn't mean that you don't have any resentment in your heart.
Now that he saw Tianshengzhou's disciples being brutally tortured, he felt as if he was eating ice cream in the dog days of summer, feeling extremely refreshed.
In contrast, Ximen Feng acted more directly. Not only did he laugh happily, he also clapped and applauded non-stop.
"You fought well, you are young and promising, but your opponent is a little too weak!"
Li Miaozhen chuckled: "Winning and losing are common matters in military affairs. We, Tianshengzhou, have won four games. Losing one is nothing. And we will definitely win the remaining two games."
After hearing what she said, Baili Xingkong felt much better and looked towards the other arena.
Here is the disciple of Tianshengzhou fighting against Li Biao, and it is Dongxu fighting against the combined stage, there is simply no suspense.
Although the peak of Fusion and the early stage of Dongxu seem to be only one level apart, the gap in strength is huge.
But it's better not to look at it, but once you look at it, your expression becomes even more ugly.
At this moment, I saw that the Tianshengzhou disciple was being pushed to the ground and beaten wildly by Li Biao. His miserable appearance was not much better than that of Wang Cheng before.
"Damn, how could this happen?"
Baili Xing's face turned pale because of the air. He really couldn't understand why the battle he had carefully arranged suddenly turned around!
