The young disciples in the waiting area raised their hands to receive the light spots. Soon, the light spots gradually turned into a lot in their hands with a number marked on it.
The number Chen Yan drew was three.
Already at the front of the list.
Chen Yan looked at his friends and asked, "What are your numbers?"
Zhuge Youlin excitedly said, "One thousand!"
"What's there to be excited about, Brother Yulin?" Yu Changying raised an eyebrow, then said, "I'm number seventy-one."
Pei Su: "Number 60."
Wen Yuchu: "Number eight hundred and fifty-nine."
Jiang Xianyue: "Number 200."
Xiao Zechuan: "One thousand and fifty."
Chi Yue said lazily, "Number 307."
Xiao Zechuan raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "It seems that among us, only Yanyan has drawn the first one."
Chen Yan said: "Let's finish the competition early and rest early."
The total number of young disciples who successfully entered the knockout rounds was 2,300.
According to the rules, the first round of the two-on-two competition will eliminate half of the disciples, or 1,150. These eliminated disciples will not participate in the next round. The remaining 1,150 disciples will draw lots again to determine their opponents and continue to the next round.
After layers of screening, the first place is finally decided.
Although the young disciples have completed the drawing of lots, they do not know who their opponents are. Usually, they will only know who their opponents are when the referee calls their names to step onto the ring.
The referee stood on the stage and announced, "I hereby declare that the second round of the Changming Realm Youth Group Elimination Tournament has officially begun—"
"The two disciples who drew number one, please come up to the stage."
Everyone is looking forward to it.
Two young disciples quickly came out of the waiting area, stepped lightly and jumped onto the stage with light and graceful movements.
These two people are from the Dongfang family and the Shifang Sect respectively.
No one had any impression of them, but after all, the elimination match had just begun, so they were still full of expectations.
The two disciples officially started the competition.
The disciples from the Dongfang family were obviously stronger than those from the Shifang Sect, so they eliminated the opponent after just a few rounds of fighting.
The referee announced, "The winner is decided. The Dongfang family gets ten points."
After hearing the result, everyone in the Dongfang family couldn't help but smile.
Immediately afterwards, the next game was played.
The people who drew the number 2 were Gongsun Yun from Shifang Sect and a disciple from Qiankun Sect.
Pei Su looked at the figure on the stage and said softly, "It's Senior Sister Gongsun."
Zhuge Youlin sighed, "Alas, how unfortunate it is that Senior Sister Gongsun has to face off against our Qiankun Sect."
Wen Yuchu chuckled: "Who do you think will win?"
Chen Yan looked at the two people on the stage and said, "Senior Sister Gongsun's cultivation level should have just broken through to the second level of the True Spirit Realm, while the disciple of Qiankun Sect has reached the eighth level of the True Spirit Realm. The difference in their cultivation levels is huge. ...Senior Sister Gongsun will lose."
Several people sighed.
They wanted Senior Sister Gongsun to win, but they also didn't want the Qiankun Sect to lose.
About half a minute later, Gongsun Yun was defeated.
Qiankun Sect gets ten points.
At this time, the faces of the people from the Shifang Sect were slightly gloomy. After all, they had lost two games in a row and two disciples were eliminated.
The referee yelled, "Number three."
"It's your turn, Yanyan." Jiang Xianyue looked at the person beside him.
Chen Yan nodded, glanced at them, and then walked out of the waiting area.
She tapped her toes, jumped up, and landed above the ring.
There was another disciple who also jumped onto the stage. This young disciple was from the second-rate Bi Yu Sect and his cultivation level was at the fifth level of the True Spirit Realm.
When Chen Yan appeared before everyone, there was an immediate uproar and exclamations. She was dressed in the white robes of the Qiankun Sect, and her figure was graceful, tall, and slender. Her appearance was extremely beautiful, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, like a fairy descended to earth, noble and cold, and she could not help but be captivated by her.
"Who is this?"
"Chen Yan from the Qiankun Sect! She is one of the direct disciples accepted by Elder Qi of the Qiankun Sect."
"She's so beautiful! I think she's even prettier than the goddess!"
"What's the point of being beautiful? Strength is what matters most. Elder Qi of the Qiankun Sect has eight personal disciples, and she is the weakest."
"Indeed, she didn't have any outstanding performance."
"She's still young. After a few more years of experience, she might become even stronger."
Many people in the Qiankun Sect couldn't help but worry about Chen Yan, and their hearts were filled with anxiety.
On the Tianzhou side, a group of veteran officials also silently turned their gazes to Chen Yan, but unlike others, they were not worried that Chen Yan would lose the competition.
In addition to the Qiankun Sect and Tianzhou forces, people from the Hengzhou Lu family and the Tianji Domain Helian family also paid special attention to Chen Yan.
At this moment, Helian Sang, the mistress of the Lu family, who was sitting in the audience, slowly narrowed her eyes, with a hint of imperceptible disgust flashing in her eyes.
The reason was simple, it was just because Chen Yan and Shen Tianhao looked too similar, even their temperaments were inexplicably similar.
Lu Jingcheng's gaze swept across Chen Yan on the ring, and then he set his eyes on Helian Sang.
And no one noticed——
The owner of Sky Island, who was sitting on a high seat right in front, changed his viewing posture when he saw Chen Yan appear.
She supported her chin, and her red lips under the mask were slightly raised.
He opened his mouth and said four words silently.
——No. 58.
Chen Yan, standing on the ring, noticed the gaze of the Sky Island Master, but she did not turn her head to look at her.
The opponent held a long sword and announced his name: "Ao Zhanpeng from the Biyu Sect."
Chen Yan summoned the Spirit Phoenix Sword, his eyes fell on Ao Zhanpeng, and he said, "Qian Kun Sect, Chen Yan."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ao Zhanpeng immediately attacked in her direction.
clang!
Chen Yan held up the Spirit Phoenix Sword, which had not yet been unscabbarded, and easily blocked the opponent's sword.
Ao Zhanpeng's face changed, as if he had not expected that she could block his sword move.
Immediately, he quickly drew out his sword and used the "Extreme Shadow" sword move towards her. Countless sword shadows, like phantoms, approached Chen Yan at an astonishing speed.
Faced with such dense sword shadows, Chen Yan remained calm. She held the Spirit Phoenix Sword and swung it casually.
In an instant, an extremely sharp sword energy suddenly burst out, instantly shattering all the sword shadows.
Before Ao Zhanpeng could react, Chen Yan, holding the Spirit Phoenix Sword, which had not yet been unscabbarded, smashed it towards his chest. In an instant, Ao Zhanpeng's body was hit hard and was quickly blown away.
Bang!
Ao Zhanpeng fell heavily to the ground, blood spurting out of his mouth, his face as pale as paper.
This scene happened so suddenly that the people around were unable to recover for a while, with expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces.
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