The third round of competition continued and ended on the day. Although two consecutive games were played today, the speed was a little faster due to the decrease in the number of participants.

On this day, Zhang Xinxin was naturally the one who showed the most popularity. Even if this youngest girl met a third-level cultivator in the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, she still won the battle. Although this time it was not a flash kill, anyone could see that she did not give her all.

It seems that there is unparalleled power hidden in her young body, and it will only explode when encountering a real strong man.

Everyone was speculating and didn't know where this little girl could finally go. However, since the third round, no one dared to underestimate Zhang Xinxin. Even the strong men and yellow-card disciples in the senior group subconsciously regarded her as the most powerful competitor.

Everyone was guessing her origin. A twelve or three-year-old cultivator could actually reach the third level of human level. Why did such a genius monster suddenly appear in the outer sect and also have the identity of a black-card disciple?

But unfortunately, no matter how everyone explores it, no one can find the answer.

The preliminary round of the outer goal competition is to determine the top 16 from more than 2,000 people, and this time is very short and must be completed within three days.

Even if the rules of knockout rounds are used, the schedule is quite extensive.

The first round is played on the first day, the second day is played on the second and third rounds, and the third day is played in four consecutive rounds of competitions.

Of course, because the number of people has decreased exponentially, only the contestants have worked harder, but the referees' work has become easier and easier.

The 6th group of Gengwu came to the outer gate headquarters the next day, and nearly half of the people came here today.

The winners are naturally willing to stay, but the losers may not be so. Once they lose, they no longer observe, but go back to practice alone, striving to stand out in the next big competition.

"The door is open, the door is open."

The gate of the headquarters opened, and several outer disciples who had been eliminated but worked in the headquarters put the big red paper on the wall.

This is the latest battle table, but after three rounds of elimination, the number of participants has dropped sharply to 256, and the situation of the battle is clear at a glance.

Gengwu Group 6 is of course concerned about Zhang Xinxin and Xu Yi. After seeing their news, everyone was also mixed.

Zhang Xinxin's opponent is not too weak, but not too strong. He is a black-brand disciple from the year of Bingyin. This senior brother spent four years to cultivate to the third level of human level. His speed is quite outstanding in the outer sect, so he can win three consecutive games.

However, Zhang Xinxin could even defeat his senior brother in the year of the Sino-Japanese War, so he naturally would not be afraid of his opponents. Therefore, there is great hope of winning this battle.

On the contrary, Xu Yi, his opponent is a yellow card disciple.

The number of yellow card disciples is much smaller than that of black card disciples, but at this moment, one-third of the 256 people who still participated in the competition were yellow card disciples. It can be seen that these people are indeed gifted and it makes sense that they are directly included by the sect.

Shangwu and others comforted each other repeatedly, saying that Xu Yi was able to get to this point, which has added a lot of glory to Gengwu Group 6, especially when he fought against Li Hong in Gengwu Group 5, he showed the majesty and momentum of Gengwu Group 6, so even if he lost this round, he would not be regrettable. Therefore, in this arena battle, he should go into battle lightly and not have any ideological burden.

Xu Yi was so amused and laughed by them, but he also understood their thoughts.

The yellow-card disciples who can reach this point should also have the third level of human level cultivation. Well, or, looking at the entire list, the vast majority of these 256 contestants are third-level cultivators, except for a few people.

Although there are also differences in strength and weakness in level three, there is a huge gap between the peak and the first entry combat power.

However, if you want to say that you, the person who has just been promoted to level 2, can defeat them...

It is indeed no wonder that everyone lacks confidence in him.

In fact, even if Xu Yi has a ghost step, he dare not say that he will definitely win. God knows whether these senior brothers who have been in the outer sect for several years have learned some strange martial arts. If he meets someone who can restrain the ghost step, there is really no need to go on this game.

Zhang Xinxin stepped forward, patted Xu Yi on the shoulder and said, "Xu Yi, you are the first to play, go quickly."

There are 256 people, and the winner will be decided in 128 games. There are only thirteen games per venue to end, so the progress is greatly accelerated.

Xu Yi was not very lucky today, and it turned out to be the first game in the sixth arena.

After seeing the red list, he immediately rushed to the sixth arena.

At this time, the referee on the ring was an unseen senior brother in the inner sect whom Xu Yi jumped up and saluted the referee first.

The referee nodded slightly, not intimate with him, but he did not look arrogant.

But after a moment, the referee's face began to turn darker, and he said aloud: "Can the yellow card disciple Qi Quan be there?"

His voice spread, and everyone could hear it from far and near. Many people looked in this direction, but no one said anything.

The referee's face became even more ugly. He snorted angrily and said, "Can Qi Quan be there? Qi Quan be there..."

Everyone in the audience looked at each other. In fact, during the outer competition, abandonment and lateness occurred from time to time, but it was already the third day, but there were still people doing this, which was rare.

Suddenly, a person from afar seemed to be running in the distance, shouting: "Senior Brother, Qi Quan is here."

It was a thin young man who was running all the way. But when everyone saw him dressed up, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

It turned out that although he had arrived, he was not dressed, his hair was messy, and there was a ball of eye poop at the corners of his eyes, which clearly looked like he had just woken up.

The referee looked at him coldly and said, "Are you Qi Quan?"

Qi Quan bowed quickly and said, "That's right."

"Why are you so late?"

Qi Quan looked bitter and said, "Brother, I was so excited yesterday and overslept."

"Over sleep?" The referee laughed, "Is this a reason?"

Qi Quan was speechless and couldn't say a word.

The referee whispered: "Qi Quan was late and abstained, and Xu Yi won."

Qi Quan's eyes turned red and he shouted: "Senior Brother..."

The referee suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted angrily: "Get out!"

Qi Quan was so scared that he took several steps back, his heart was broken and he never dared to speak again.

However, in his heart, he was secretly regretful and deeply puzzled.

I actually overslept.

Why did I overslept?

How could you oversleep?

He was trapped in deep thoughts and self-doubt, and was puzzled.
Chapter completed!