In the No. 1 arena, Tianyu shouted softly, indicating that his opponent was defeated.
In the third round, the shout of No. 1 winning finally sounded, but no one cared about these things anymore.
Even Tianyu himself had no intention of listening to this voice. He walked directly off the ring and walked towards the ring where Ye Yuan and Zhang Jing were fighting.
"The phoenix dances for nine days!"
On the second stage, Tang Yu'er also let out a sweet shout, and the red silk in her hand strangely wrapped around her opponent, who was defeated in minutes.
Tang Yu'er took back Hong Ling and walked directly towards Ye Yuan's ring without even greeting her.
The same thing happened to several top ten disciples. They all wanted to go to the ring where No. 52 was and see who this mysterious No. 52 was!
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At this moment, the competition among the elite disciples has reached a fierce stage!
The number of elite disciples is the same as the core disciples and is always fixed. But there are only twenty elite disciples!
These twenty people can be said to be the hope of the sect’s future!
The way elite disciples compete is different from that of core disciples. Every time they compete in a sect competition, they engage in wheel battles!
Twenty people, which means everyone has to go through nineteen rounds of fighting!
In the end, whoever wins the most games will be ranked first. The three people at the bottom will have a final battle with the top three core disciples to decide whether to stay or stay.
On the third stage, the shadow of a young man dressed in smart clothes filled the air, beating his opponent so hard that he could only parry and had no power to fight back!
I saw him withdraw his fist and shouted: "Wufang Fist!"
Just hearing a "boom", the opponent was knocked out of the ring.
"Senior Brother Wujiu, your boxing skills are really getting better and better, there are no flaws at all!" the defeated young man complained.
When he was on the ring just now, Senior Brother Wu Jiu was extremely domineering and had the aura of looking down on the world.
But at this time, Senior Brother Wu Jiu was as gentle as the big boy next door.
The contrast between before and after is so great that it is hard to believe that they are the same person.
This senior brother Wu Jiu is named Ti Wu Jiu, and he is a well-deserved senior brother among the elite disciples!
This person is usually the easiest to get along with, and he doesn't have the slightest air of a senior brother. When disciples who don't know him see him, they can't imagine that he is a senior brother among the elite disciples.
But once the fight started, Ti Wujiu was like a god of war possessing him, and his furious opponent couldn't breathe at all.
By now, the competition has reached the halfway point among the elite disciples, and Ti Wujiu is now ranked first among the elite disciples with a complete victory record.
In fact, it's like a daily routine for him.
The name of the person he fought against just now was named Cheng Wu, but his strength was somewhat inferior among the elite disciples. Now that he has been defeated in a row, if nothing unexpected happens, he should be one of the last three.
Seeing Cheng Wu complaining, Ti Wujiu smiled gently and said: "There is no boxing technique without flaws, it's just that you haven't found it. If it were Senior Brother Mo, Brother Xin and the others, my boxing technique would be full of flaws."
The corners of Cheng Wu's mouth twitched slightly and he said: "They are all direct disciples, and they entered the profession much earlier than Senior Brother Wu Jiu. In the future, Senior Brother Wu Jiu's achievements will definitely be no less than theirs! Moreover, Senior Brother Wu Jiu entered the Tao through boxing, and it is truly remarkable that he can achieve such an achievement.
rare!"
Mo Yuntian and Xin Lie were all accepted as direct disciples by the hall master. Although they were still disciples in name, they no longer had to participate in the competitions between disciples.
What the direct disciples have to do is to practice with their master, and they are often sent out to perform some tasks.
And their status in the sect is actually no worse than that of ordinary elders.
Ti Wujiu smiled and did not continue on this topic, but smiled and said: "Xiao Wu, you seem to be slacking off recently. You have lost so many games in this competition."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Wu said with a bitter face: "Oh! Senior Brother Wujiu, it's not that I'm slacking off, it's that you guys are progressing too fast, and I can't keep up with your pace! I won't say any more, Senior Brother Wujiu
, I just have some time now, could you please accompany me to visit the core disciples and investigate the enemy situation? I want to see how far that boy Tianyu has progressed."
Ti Wujiu had a gentle temperament and did not refuse. He nodded and went to the core disciples' side with Cheng Wu.
"Huh? What's going on? Is it all over? Why are these people running over there?"
Cheng Wu came over and saw that all the arenas were empty, except for one that was crowded with people.
It actually gives people the feeling that the streets are deserted!
"Huh? It's a little strange. Who is fighting in that ring, and why are there so many people watching?" Ti Wujiu was also curious.
"Come on, let's go over and have a look!" Cheng Wu said.
When the two of them came closer, Zi Wujiu couldn't help but stare at him!
On the arena, the swords are radiating with radiance, and the sword energy is everywhere!
A very unfamiliar boy and Zhang Jing from the Dizi Camp had an inseparable fight!
The most terrifying thing is that that young man only has the fourth level of spiritual liquid, but his swordsmanship is so high that it is simply astonishing!
To be able to fight so anxiously against the peak of the ninth level of spiritual liquid with the cultivation level of the fourth level of spiritual liquid shows how strong this young man is!
When did Youyun Sect gain such an evil boy?
"Senior Brother Wujiu, look, Tianyu is watching the game over there! There are also Tang Yu'er, Luo Chengfeng and the others! They are all watching this boy's game!" Cheng Wu exclaimed as if he had discovered a new world.
Ti Wujiu nodded and said: "I wonder who this young man is, but he can actually have such fighting power at the fourth level of spiritual liquid!"
The people in the audience have long been fascinated by it.
Ye Yuan and Zhang Jing have fought for hundreds of rounds, but there is still no winner!
Ye Yuan's understanding of the sword's meaning simply put everyone to shame.
No matter how unpredictable Zhang Jing's sword moves were, Ye Yuan could easily resolve them.
However, Zhang Jing's strength is indeed very strong. Ye Yuan seized an opportunity and performed the Nine Swords Style.
It's just that time was too hasty at that time, and the power of the Nine Swords Style did not achieve the optimal effect.
Zhang Jing actually narrowly avoided nine sword rays!
After that incident, Zhang Jing broke out in a cold sweat. From then on, he was extremely cautious and never gave Ye Yuan the slightest chance to use the Nine Swords Style.
At this time, Zhang Jing's power was fully demonstrated, and Ye Yuan was stunned without finding any chance!
In this way, the two sides fell into an anxious back and forth. All Zhang Jing's attacks were completely ineffective, but he did not give Ye Yuan the slightest chance to take action. The two of them have been fighting like this until now!
All the games have ended except this one!
However, the audience in the audience was not a little annoyed. Most of them had lost the "Qing Gang Purple Sun Sword Technique" while practicing and were very sensitive to the sword's intention.
This battle has been going on so far, everyone feels that they have benefited a lot from seeing Ye Yuan's superb sword intent!
Ye Yuan's sword intention originally contained the Qinggang Ziyang sword intention. Although these disciples thought it was extremely profound, they could understand some things.