This blow made Ao Zhanpeng unable to get up, and his face was distorted with pain.

Seeing this, the referee announced, "Qian Kun Sect wins, and gets ten points."

Only after Chen Yan walked off the stage with an indifferent expression did everyone react.

"She actually won?!"

"Is this strange? After all, she is also a direct disciple of the Qiankun Sect. How could she be weaker than the disciples of the Biyu Sect?"

"That makes some sense. But she won so easily... she didn't even draw her sword..."

After hearing this, many people fell silent.

Is Chen Yan also very strong?

Someone asked, "Can you tell what her cultivation level is?"

"I guess her cultivation should be at the first level of the Emperor Spirit Realm."

"The first level of the Emperor Spirit Realm? That's too high, right?"

Everyone was talking about it.

But soon, their attention was drawn to the next game.

Chen Yan returned to the waiting area, while the eliminated players could only return to the audience area.

Zhuge Youlin chuckled: "Yan Yan, you let me win."

Chen Yan said: "Yeah."

Yu Changying curled his lips and smiled, "Next, it's time for you to see how we perform."

Chen Yan's brows relaxed, and he nodded and smiled.

The elimination match in the ring is not fast, but it allows everyone to see the gap between the various forces more clearly.

It was not until the early morning of two days later that the first elimination match ended, with a total of 1,150 young disciples eliminated.

The rankings have changed again.

Jidao Sect jumped to first place with 1,482 points and 56 people advancing.

Tianzhou's power rose to second place, with 1,400 points and 53 people advancing.

The Hengzhou Lu family rose to third place with 1,318 points and 45 players advancing.

Qiankun Sect dropped to fourth place with 1,269 points and 27 people advancing.

Chengyun Hall tied for fifth place with 1,189 points and 43 players advancing.

…

After seeing the ranking, someone sighed: "Sure enough, it has to be the Jidao Sect!"

"With so few members advancing from the Qiankun Sect, they will definitely not be able to compete with the Jidao Sect in this round of the elimination competition. A large sect is still a large sect, with a solid foundation!"

"In the last Changming Festival, Chengyun Hall ranked second. How come it's dropped to fifth now?"

"Chengyun Hall definitely cannot be so weak. Don't forget, the young group hasn't decided the final ranking yet, and there's also the elders group."

"I can see that the Tianzhou forces are coming with great force."

Although the Palace Master of Chengyun Palace maintained a smile at this moment, he was extremely dissatisfied and anxious in his heart. If Chengyun Palace could not enter the top three of the young group, then even if Chengyun Palace could get the first place in the elder group, it might not be able to rank second in the Changming Realm power ranking list.

The disciples of Chengyun Hall also lost their smiles.

Soon, the second elimination match began.

The remaining 1,150 young disciples drew lots again.

Chen Yan and his friends also got new numbers.

Fortunately, their numbers were not the same as those of their fellow disciples, and the opponents they encountered were not too strong.

This time, they successfully advanced again.

Only 575 people were left to advance.

And the rankings changed again.

But the Jidao Sect still holds the top spot, followed by: Tianzhou forces, Hengzhou Lu family, Chengyun Palace, Qiankun Sect, Fanhai Island, Baifeng City Hu family, Shifang Sect, Helian family, Taichu Mountain, Dongfang family...

The leader of Jidao Sect picked up the teacup, took a sip, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Their Jidao Sect is the strongest force in the Changming Realm.

The third elimination match begins again.

The remaining 575 people drew lots again, and this time one person was directly given a bye, and that person happened to be Nan Rong Jingyun, the daughter of the leader of the Jidao Sect.

This is not a good thing for the Jidao Sect.

Because of the bye, points will not be increased or decreased, but if Nan Rong Jingyun is able to participate in the competition, she will definitely get ten points.

This is equivalent to Jidao Sect losing ten points.

Many people sighed and lamented for the Jidao Sect.

The referee announced, "Now, the third elimination match begins. Please invite the number one draw to the ring."

When the two young disciples stepped onto the stage at the same time, everyone looked shocked.

"It turns out to be Nie Xun, the direct disciple of the leader of Jidao Sect, and Yu Buzi, one of the six successors of Chengyun Hall!" someone exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh my god, this is going to be a good show!" another person said excitedly.

"Yu Buzi of Chengyun Palace has already reached the sixth level of the Emperor Spirit Realm. Looking at Nie Xun of Jidao Sect, the situation doesn't look good..."

"How do you explain this?" the person next to him asked curiously.

"That kid Nie Xun looks so frail..."

"I don't think so. His strength should not be underestimated. Just wait and see!"

"Senior Brother Nie! Come on!" The disciples of Jidao Sect cheered for Nie Xun, and the sound was deafening.

At the same time, the disciples from Chengyun Hall were not to be outdone and also shouted loudly: "Senior Sister Yu, come on!"

As two of the most powerful factions, Jidao Sect and Chengyun Hall often clashed over their quest for supremacy. The current clash between Nie Xun and Yu Buzi undoubtedly left the disciples of both sides feeling unprecedented pressure and tension.

In the waiting area, Nan Rong Jingyun stared at Nie Xun on the ring.

Nie Xun was not holding an oil-paper umbrella at this time. He just stood quietly in the sun, as if he was one with the world around him.

The sunlight shone through the clouds, illuminating his figure and making his skin look even whiter. He was dressed in a white robe, and his sleeves fluttered gently in the wind, like a blooming orchid, emitting a faint fragrance.

His figure was tall and straight, like a pine tree, strong yet elegant. His face was as handsome as a painting, and his brows revealed a tranquility and indifference that made people fall in love with him.

Many female disciples were attracted by his temperament.

Yu Bu Zi, who was sitting opposite him, was wearing a navy blue dress. She had a petite figure and her long, shiny black hair was tied up in a high ponytail. Her hair danced in the air with her movements, full of youthful energy and vigor.

She has a pretty face, her eyes reveal confidence and boldness, and she holds an ancient heavy sword in her hand.

"Chengyun Palace, the fish is not purple!"

"Extreme Dao Sect, Nie Xun."

After the two exchanged names, Yu Bu Zi swung his sword towards Nie Xun. A terrifying sword energy swept through the sword, and just as it was about to reach Nie Xun—

A light blue oil-paper umbrella suddenly opened, blocking the sword energy.

boom!

After a loud bang, Nie Xun was knocked back two steps.

But the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was not damaged at all.

In perfect condition.

Seeing this, Yu Bu Zi laughed, "Paper umbrella? Interesting. I wonder if you can withstand my next attack?"

Nie Xun responded calmly: "Okay."

At this moment, on the Tianzhou side, the old ministers stared at Nie Xun, then looked at each other, all with the same doubts in their hearts.

One of the elders even sent a message to the others, saying, "The more I look at him, the more I feel that Nie Xun looks a bit like the one from the Nie family..."