The second round of the competition that everyone has been looking forward to all night is about to begin.
"Which arena do you want to see later?" a monk in green asked his fellow disciple next to him.
"Let's go to the seventh arena. The battle between the first and second place will definitely be exciting." The fellow disciple next to him had sharp eyes.
"I still think the third arena will be more exciting." The green-robed monk thought for a while and said.
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Such discussions were heard everywhere, and everyone regretted that they did not have an extra pair of eyes so that they could see all ten arenas!
Meng Changjin did not have this trouble. The several important arenas that she wanted to see were all next to each other. She simply chose the one in the middle and then spread her spiritual sense out to take a look.
The Wanhuang Sect had a bye in this round and did not need to prepare for the competition. Everyone went to watch the arena that interested them.
"Don't you have any competitions that you are interested in? Just go and watch them. You don't have to follow me all the time." Wu Shaoqi glanced at Yao Bingyu who had a cold face on the side and said helplessly.
He has behaved very well these past two days, so the master really doesn't need someone to follow him all the time.
Yao Bingyu looked at Wu Shaoqi quietly without saying a word.
Wu Shaoqi had no choice but to let Yao Bingyu follow him.
Wu Shaoqi did not cause any trouble in the past two days, but his performance during the drawing of lots yesterday was a bit too exaggerated and attracted a lot of attention, so Meng Changjin still asked Yao Bingyu to continue to follow Wu Shaoqi. If they really encountered any trouble, at least there was someone here to go back and ask for help.
Wu Shaoqi naturally didn't know these, and Meng Changjin couldn't tell him.
Just let him think that you are afraid that he will cause trouble.
As everyone expected, these sects that were ranked close to each other showed no intention of holding back when they faced each other.
Of course, not holding back does not mean foolishly using up all your cards.
Everyone knows how many people here are trying to get a bargain.
These sects may fight among themselves, but they will not really cripple themselves.
If you want to get a bargain, you must be strong enough to do so.
Those who are not strong enough want to get involved, but if they get beaten up, don't complain.
After watching each game, Meng Changjin had to say that these sects ranked at the top had their reasons.
The disciples all have excellent aptitude and aptitude, and as a leading sect, they have no shortage of resources, so the monks they train are even more powerful.
Just on the stage, Meng Changjin saw more than a dozen sixth-grade cultivators.
And they are still just disciples, not even masters.
On the other hand, in the Wanhuang Sect, the third rank is the norm, and the fourth rank is considered pretty good.
Meng Changjin sighed in her heart. It seemed that the final ranking would depend on herself.
Now she doesn't want to get into the top ten anymore, because there's no way she can get in.
These sects are not pushovers. She alone cannot bring the Wanhuang Sect to the forefront.
Meng Changjin has already made up his mind to set a small goal of entering the top 20.
There are also three spots for the top twenty to enter the Binary Secret Realm. By then, I can move a few more spiritual veins back and directly get the first place in the next Hundred Sects Competition!
Having determined a goal, Meng Changjin didn't think much about it.
The second round of competition only took half a day to finish, but this half day was extremely exciting for everyone.
Among these battle groups with similar rankings, except for the first sect and the second sect, the first sect won, while the others all made a comeback, which was also very exciting.
Twenty-seven games, twenty-seven sects won, and naturally twenty-seven sects became the wealthy group.
The loser group does not actually mean that the ranking is fixed. They will continue to compete and eventually enter the final with the winner group.
Before the loser group match started in the afternoon, the winner group began to draw the third round of battle sects.
This time, the monks' alliance didn't dare to do anything weird. The opponents everyone drew were the ones they really drew.
On the Wanhuang Sect's side, it was Wu Shaoqi who drew the lot.
Before he went on stage, he deliberately glanced at Meng Changjin. Meng Changjin didn't say anything, just nodded, and didn't say anything.
Meng Changjin didn't say anything, but Wu Shaoqi had an idea in his mind.
That means this time it’s a real draw, there’s no arrangement.
Without saying much, after going on stage, Wu Shaoqi still had an exaggerated expression, as if the word "nervous" was written all over his face.
Seeing Wu Shaoqi, everyone couldn't help but twitch their lips. Thinking that there were no byes in this round, they all looked at Wanhuang Sect with amusement.
In fact, in the second round of the competition, if the draw result yesterday had not been too strange, a sect like the Wanhuang Sect would never have been in the winner group.
Meng Changjin felt a lot of gazes coming at her. She raised her eyes slightly and looked back at those who were looking at her.
They just got a bye into the winner group, so the Wanhuang Sect was directly ranked in the middle in the draw order this time.
There are already a few sects that have drawn their opponents, but most of them have only drawn one number, and the other identical number has not yet been drawn.
Everyone was also curious whether the Wanhuang Sect drew one of the few numbers that had not been drawn yet, or whether they drew a number that had been drawn before.
They also wanted to see if the Wanhuang Sect would have the same good luck as before.
Offstage, Meng Changjin felt that he was already a little exhausted. Wu Shaoqi's performance was too exaggerated. Really, that was enough! Wu Shaoqi also obviously felt that it was enough, and finally grabbed a lottery ball from the box.
Everyone quickly looked over and saw that he also had a strange look on his face.
There was also a strong sense of envy in the weirdness.
Everyone was so envious that their eyes were red. What was going on?
This kid from Wanhuang Sect is really too lucky!
We got a bye last time, but we didn’t this time. However, there are some weak spots this time.
As luck would have it, Wu Shaoqi drew the softest one.
The ball that Wu Shaoqi drew this time had the number nine on it, and the number nine had been drawn by someone before, and the one who drew this number was the Hehuan Sect.
The Hehuan Sect is a legendary sect.
This sect can be considered a dual-spirit sect. At the beginning, the disciples and elders in the sect all have Taoist partners and progress together with their Taoist partners.
It can be said that other sects have only one leader, but the leader of the Hehuan Sect is a pair of Taoist lovers.
At that time, the two people from the Hehuan Sect could be regarded as a fairy couple in the world of cultivators, and everyone envied them.
But I don’t know if it’s because time has passed so he’s changed his mind, or if there are other reasons.
Suddenly, the couple that everyone envied became mortal enemies because of an extramarital affair.
In the end, only one of the two leaders of the Hehuan Sect remained.
The female cultivator was left behind.
As for the male cultivator, he naturally died at the hands of the female cultivator.
Who wouldn't sigh and lament when a couple that everyone envied became like this?
The head of the Hehuan Sect, who had killed his Taoist partner, also had a changed expression. Originally, the Hehuan Sect was a sect where Taoist partners gathered together, but now it had become a place of debauchery and chaos with people having sex in vain.
As for the joint cultivation method, which was originally the treasure of the Hehuan Sect, it was not practiced by a loyal couple, so its power was only one tenth of what it was.
However, these monks of the Hehuan Sect are particularly good at using seductive means.
Especially female cultivators.
The female practitioners of the Hehuan Sect not only have to be talented, but also beautiful.
If a monk practices till the end, even an ugly one can become more and more beautiful.
However, when the Hehuan Sect accepts disciples, they must be talented and handsome, otherwise they will not be accepted.
In previous competitions of the Hehuan Sect, some opponents were completely fascinated as soon as they stepped onto the stage.
But this time we happened to encounter the Wanhuang Sect, which is very interesting.
Both the Hehuan Sect and the Wanhuang Sect have more female cultivators than male cultivators.
No matter how beautiful and charming the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect are, it will be useless when they meet female cultivators.
Especially when meeting female cultivators from the Wanhuang Sect.
There is no other reason. To put it bluntly, the female cultivators of Wanhuang Sect are either as cold as ice or just grumpy old sisters. How could they have the time to watch the female cultivators of Hehuan Sect display their charm?
I guess before the charm could be used, the man was beaten so hard that he couldn't get up.
That’s why everyone is envious!
Meng Changjin also raised her eyebrows. This time she didn't play any tricks. She was really drawing lots.
Unless the people from the Monks' Alliance take any further action, then that would really be Wu Shaoqi's luck.
Now Meng Changjin was also surprised. Could it be that Wu Shaoqi was really lucky? His expression changed several times, and Meng Changjin felt that this was really possible.
As the son of luck, it goes without saying that he has good luck.
This thing is beyond envy.
Wu Shaoqi jumped down from the stage grabbing the ball and stuffed it directly into Elder Cen Rong's hands.
He drew the lot, but the subsequent arrangements were still the responsibility of the elders, and he would follow their arrangements when the time came.
The drawing of lots has not yet ended, and the remaining people have completed the drawing one after another, and the situation of the third round of battle has become clear.
The draw is over, and the loser group competition will begin next.
Today's loser group will draw against the winners of yesterday's loser group rematch.
This time, because more than a dozen leading sects joined in, the loser group competition was quite exciting.
Meng Changjin did not leave, but stayed to watch the game before returning to Feizhou.
After returning to the flying boat, everyone began to discuss tomorrow's battle arrangements.
Needless to say, the Hehuan Sect was very famous, so before they had even discussed how to fight, the first decision made by the elders was that the male disciples would not participate in tomorrow's match.
After all, they are a group of young, passionate teenagers who are at the age of falling in love for the first time and are easily influenced.
Seeing that the elders had taken the lead in excluding all the male disciples, Wu Shaoqi and several male disciples spread their hands, shrugged their shoulders, and looked helpless.
But they didn't have any objections. After all, they themselves didn't know whether they could cope with it when the time came.
The Hehuan Sect actually ranked quite low in the last Hundred Sects Competition, so not many people are paying attention to them this time.
But there are always people who pay attention, so they have also heard the rumor that the female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect can defeat her opponent with just a smile.
What kind of smile could directly defeat the opponent?
Several male disciples, including Wu Shaoqi, were curious.
Meng Changjin glanced at a few people and continued to discuss tomorrow's competition with the two elders and several peak masters.
The disciples of the Hehuan Sect are not too strong, and are even relatively weak.
But they also have their advantages, such as charm.
However, when facing the Wanhuang Sect, which is either cold and merciless or has a hot-tempered sister, the advantage of the Hehuan Sect will no longer exist, so Meng Changjin speculates that the Hehuan Sect is more likely to choose the head elder and others to fight.
The competition has come to this point, and no matter whether one has come here by luck or not, no one is willing to go back.
Meng Changjin didn't say much, just asked the elders to get ready.
We will decide how to compare when the time comes.
The next day, after getting off the flying boat, the people of Wanhuang Sect stretched their bodies and walked straight to the ninth arena.
The third round has even fewer players and can be completed in two games.
Standing under the ninth arena, the two sides met and chose the battle mode.
As Meng Changjin expected, the Hehuan Sect did choose its leader to fight.
Meng Changjin naturally did not refuse and agreed to this competition mode.
The leader of the Hehuan Sect is a beautiful lady as pretty as a flower.
He was also a ruthless man. When his partner had an affair, the sect leader did not say a word, but increased his strength and killed both the adulterer and the partner.
Meng Changjin admired the other person very much. Some women, when their partners had an affair, would only expose the affair but would avoid talking about the partner's mistakes.
However, he still had some appreciation for this matter. However, the subsequent series of developments in the Hehuan Sect had eroded Meng Changjin's appreciation for this.
Now she and the other party are standing on this stage only because of a dispute over resources.
After killing her Taoist partner, the leader of the Hehuan Sect used the combined cultivation method they practiced to transfer her Taoist partner's cultivation to herself, and directly rushed into the seventh level.
However, after so many years, he has only cultivated to the high level of the seventh level.
Generally speaking, the high-end has no chance of winning when facing the top.
But the disciples had no chance of winning, so he ended up fighting on his own.
Meng Changjin didn't use the thin stick made of fire heart stone, nor did he use his spiritual sense to assist him. He beat the opponent like it was a game. It didn't take long before the leader of the Hehuan Sect was knocked to the ground by a palm, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and admitted defeat.
Seeing how ferocious Meng Changjin was, everyone watching the fight on the ninth stage became secretly alert.
Then, just when everyone was alert, Meng Changjin's originally powerful aura changed, becoming listless, and he kept coughing.
Everyone: ...
Everyone: ? ?
They couldn't even figure out whether the Wanhuang Sect's leader was really seriously injured or just pretending.
It can be said that she was seriously injured, but the expression on her face was mostly fake.
You could say she was pretending, but the listless aura she exuded didn't seem fake.
Everyone was confused.
The elders of the Wanhuang Sect also hurried forward to support Meng Changjin, their faces filled with worry.
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