Yu Chunrou nodded slowly with a smile on her face, and her plump chest suddenly rose and fell. Elder Ruodemeng's eyes flickered and his face turned red.

…

While everyone in the audience was talking, the draw in front of the ring had ended.

The fourteen passing disciples were divided into seven pairs and immediately went on stage to compete.

"Hey, there are only seven people left after this round. Shouldn't there be ten places?"

"Yes! Is there something omitted in the rules of this martial arts competition?"

"Impossible! This is not the first time that the sect martial arts competition has been held. How could the elders not even think of this?"

"Then why is this happening?"

After the drawing of lots was over, everyone looked at each other in confusion.

According to the normal rules, there should be eight disciples entering the top eight, and half of them will be eliminated until the top spot is finally chosen, but now there are only seven, which looks a bit weird no matter how you look at it.

However, neither the senior officials of the sect nor the supervising elders hesitated at all. After the drawing of lots, they immediately instructed the disciples to come to the stage to fight.

Everyone had no choice but to get on the stage and prepare to fight.

In fact, Jiang Tian is also a little strange, but he has experienced many competitions, large and small, and has seen various weird situations along the way from Spirit Sword Academy to Purple Star Academy. He is much calmer now.

He knew very well that these problems could not have occurred to the sect's senior leaders, and they must have been arranged in advance.

As for what the situation is, there is no point in thinking about it now. The most important thing is to deal with the competition in front of us.

Now the remaining few people are all top geniuses, their strength is very important, and they may be eliminated if they are not careful. There is no room for any distraction at this time!

"Lot No. 1!"

A green-robed disciple jumped onto the first stage first, holding a lottery number and scanning the opponents below.

This person is the top genius of the inner sect, Ke Jiu.

"Who is the No. 1 lottery?" Ke Jiu shook his blue sleeves, a look of pride flashed between his brows.

As one of the top geniuses in the inner sect, he has enough confidence to pass the test, but he still has some concerns. If he encounters opponents of comparable strength such as Senior Brother Huang and Xuan Peng, it may take a lot of effort, or even

If you are not careful, you may fall into a passive situation.

"Haha, Junior Brother Ke actually got the No. 1 lottery. It seems there is no suspense in this game!" Senior Brother Huang shook the No. 3 lottery in his hand, shook his head and smiled.

"Haha, I am the No. 2 pick."

"I'm the No. 4 pick!"

"I am the fifth pick, we are destined to miss each other!" Xuan Peng smiled calmly.

"I am lottery number six." Chu Yun looked at the lottery number in her hand with a dull expression.

Pang Ning just held the sign, neither speaking nor expressing his position, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Ke Jiu's eyes swept across the crowd, and soon fell on Jiang Tian, ​​with a bright light blooming between his brows!

"Signature No. 1?"

Jiang Tian looked at the number in his hand, nodded and smiled, and slowly stepped onto the ring.

"Jiang Tian!" Ke Jiu's face darkened, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although he had repeatedly witnessed the opponent's strong performance in the previous rounds and knew that the strength of this outer disciple could not be measured solely by his realm, in comparison, this was also the best choice for this round of confrontation.

Otherwise, whether he encounters masters such as Senior Brother Huang, Xuan Peng, Chu Yun, or Pang Ning, he will face a lot of trouble. Only by fighting against Jiang Tian will he have a certain advantage.

"Hmph! You have eliminated so many inner sect masters. It is a miracle that you have reached this round. Now I want to let you know the true strength of the inner sect genius!" Ke Jiu looked at Jiang Tian and shouted coldly, his face extremely cold.

After a series of victories, this outer sect disciple at the late stage of Chongyang Realm has been infinitely elevated by everyone, even to the point where he is on an equal footing with inner sect geniuses like them, which really makes him feel unhappy.

In order to calm down the anger in his heart and to make everyone completely sober, he wanted to use an irrefutable victory to make everyone understand that the genius of the inner sect is unattainable after all, and the disciples of the outer sect still cannot help him after all.

Mud on the wall!

"Since you are known as the top genius in the inner sect, you must have some strength, but the competition in the ring is not based on bragging. You should show your true skills!" Jiang Tian smiled leisurely, looking extremely calm.

The other party was arrogant and full of hostility as soon as he came up, which really left people speechless.

"If you have anything else to say, please say it quickly, otherwise you won't have a chance when I take action!" Ke Jiu sneered proudly, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Tian said calmly: "I have nothing to say, but if you can say it, say it quickly, so as not to regret it later!"

"Arrogant! Let you know Ke's strength now!"

Ke Jiu shouted angrily, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

The aura around him suddenly surged, and the powerful martial arts will instantly enveloped the entire arena, exuding a heart-stopping pressure!

"Hiss! Junior Brother Ke's cultivation level is obviously much higher than it was a month ago!"

"Incredible! He must have been practicing hard in the past month, otherwise he would never have made such an obvious progress!"

"With his current strength, even I dare not say that he is sure of victory!" Senior Brother Huang took a deep breath and his eyes became very solemn.

Xuan Peng, who had always been optimistic about Jiang Tian, ​​also suppressed his smile at this moment, and his expression became extremely cautious.

As for Pang Ning, she just raised her head to glance at Jiang Tian and ignored him. Half of her face was still buried in the messy shoulder-length hair, looking extremely low-key and deep.

Chu Yun looked up at the scene on the ring, curled her lips and chuckled, not knowing what she was thinking.

At this moment, the sect elder's face darkened and he urged him coldly.

"Why are you guys still stunned? Come on stage and fight!"

After hearing this, everyone no longer hesitated and jumped onto the ring one after another.

Boom!

Accompanied by bursts of dull roars, the seven arenas started fighting at the same time, and the eyes of many watching disciples quickly dispersed from the No. 1 arena and turned to the other six arenas.

However, there are still a large number of disciples paying attention to the competition between Jiang Tian and Ke Jiu.

After all, relatively speaking, the other six arenas were evenly matched, and only the competition on Arena No. 1 had an obvious gap in cultivation. But it was precisely this gap in cultivation that gave everyone a lot of suspense, making them want to stop!

"Jiang Tian, ​​your luck is over, get off the ring!"

Boom!

Ke Jiu shouted angrily, his waist suddenly twisted, and his right leg suddenly swept out in a reverse spin!

A violent explosion suddenly erupted, and a bluestone pillar-like leg silhouette, as thick as a millstone, crazily swung towards Jiang Tian with a force that shattered the void!

Boom!

The powerful force crushed the void all the way, and swept up the violent currents of spiritual power that were visible to the naked eye, as if it was truly overwhelming! There was an exclamation around the arena, and everyone stared at this terrifying offensive rumbling towards Jiang Tian.
Chapter completed!