Zheng Jing nodded with a serious expression, and then directed Zhuque to rush towards Qian Jiang. When Qian Jiang saw Zhuque's arrival, the Tongyun sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the seven long swords began to vibrate. Qian Jiang whispered: "Bei Dou Conquered Demons."

Seven long swords flew up instantly, and all inserted into Zhuque's body according to the direction of the Beidou, half of the crystal stones that Zheng Jing's formation shattered. Zhuque was also dying, but Zheng Jing laughed and said to Qian Jiang: "You lost, victory belongs to me."

"Haha, how could his seven-star formation be as powerful as this Suzaku formation? This person really has no common sense in formation."

"After all, he is a relationship householder. Even if he is lucky enough to stand here, he still wants to win."

"My surname is Qian, please shout three times as agreed."

Qian Jiang's mouth raised slightly and said again: "Bagua Jitian". The Tongyun Sword in his hand faced the Vermilion Bird, and seven runes were lit up again on the seven long swords. These seven runes echoed the runes on the Tongyun Sword, forming an Eight Trigrams formation that locked the Vermilion Bird in the formation.

All the crystals of Zheng Jing were shattered. Looking at the scene in front of him, Qian Jiang said to him: "You lost." Zheng Jing looked at the crystals on the ground with disbelief and his heart seemed to shatter in an instant.

The disciples around were making noise again, especially Elder Zi Su's disciples, who protested.

"It was just a sword control technique, and this person's cultivation must have reached the Qi Control Stage."

"If you don't accept it, you won't accept it. The disciples of the Qi-Region Stage bully the elders of the Shimo-Condensing Stage. The elders must make the decision for us." Not only Elder Zisu's disciples, but also Elder Xinyi's disciples were also making noise.

At this time, the Great Elder walked over with a gloomy face and said to the disciples around him: "Did you remember the rules of the sect?" His voice was like ice for thousands of years, and instantly extinguished the anger of the disciples. After waiting for the surroundings to be quiet, the Great Elder coughed and said, "Why are you making noise? You said." The Great Old Zhang pointed to a disciple casually, and the disciple replied tremblingly, "You blame the Great Elder, this disciple has reached the stage of Qi Control, which is unfair."

The Great Elder looked at Qian Jiang, then looked at everyone present and said, "Do you all think he cheated?" Hearing this, everyone nodded tacitly, and then the Great Elder said with a smile: "Okay, why do you think he has reached the Qi Control Period?"

The disciple was sweating profusely and said stammeringly: "Because he used the sword-controlling technique, all the disciples present saw it." Hearing this, the smile on the elder's face became stronger and stronger. He nodded and signaled the disciple to retreat.

The disciple was given a general amnesty and gave a breath. The elder asked the manager again the disciple of the battle station: "You are the referee of this game and a disciple of the fourth level of the Royal Qi. What do you think about what happened just now?"

The disciple who served as the referee was sweating profusely and murmured: "This disciple thinks that it was not a sword-controlling technique just now, but just the function of the formation."

Hearing this, the Great Elder said to several disciples in the Qi-Region outside, "You have heard this, do you have any objections?" The disciples shook their heads and said respectfully to the Great Elder, "It is indeed what the formation calls it, not the sword-controlling technique."

The elder coughed and said to everyone present: "Okay, that's the truth of this matter. I hope you disciples should be calm when encountering things and not be surprised. If you commit it again next time, you will be treated with the rules."

The disciples present were so scared that they broke out in a cold sweat and said quickly that they didn't dare. The elder looked at them like this and said to Qian Jiang: "Okay, the matter has been understood. This is your victory." Qian Jiang respectfully saluted the elder, and then said to Zheng Jing: "The victory has been decided, senior brother, please."

Zheng Jing's face turned red and white for a while. After hesitating for a long time, a disciple said, "Senior Brother Zheng, what is important is to be trustworthy in words. Thousands of disciples on the court will look at you."

"Yes, my surname is Zheng, hurry up and don't let everyone wait for a long time. If you are a man, just apologize quickly."

Zheng Jing looked at Qian Jiang and said, "Junior Brother Qian, you have a lot of sir, so don't pursue this." Qian Jiang shook his head and said, "This is an agreement, and it cannot be violated."

Zheng Jing looked at Qian Jiang like this, so he had to close his eyes helplessly and said, "I am garbage, I am waste, I am incompetent." As soon as this voice came out, the disciples of Zi Su from all over the surroundings felt blushing. They didn't want to listen and hurried away.

The other disciples continued to cheer and said, "Senior Brother Zheng, are you a woman? The voice is so small, louder, don't let the junior brothers look down on you."

"Yes, yes, just shout loudly and let everyone hear it."

"Senior Brother Zheng, may you not have been weaned yet and speak so loudly."

Qian Jiang silently looked at these disciples humiliating Zheng Jing, but he did not stop him. He knew that if he was defeated, these people would also humiliate themselves like this. In this world, only the strong are respected.

He looked at Mei Huaxin who was preparing to leave, and sneered: "Senior Brother Mei, I hope you can take care of your mouth. If I see you spraying feces all over your mouth, don't worry about being a junior brother and not giving face."

When Mei Huaxin heard this, he quickly smiled and said, "Junior brother, don't worry, I will take care of my mouth, just don't worry." As he said that, he left here, and Qian Jiang also left, no matter what embarrass Zheng Jing was on the stage.

He looked around and said that the other battle stations had ended, and now there were only six players left. To Qian Jiang's surprise, Zhuge Wanger had successfully advanced. As for the Qi Reign Period, Mu Ziying was defeated without any suspense, and Zhao Ying easily advanced.

It was another hour to rest, Qian Jiang's opponent was Zhuge Wanger. The two of them came to the battle stage. Zhuge Wanger respectfully said to Qian Jiang: "Junior Brother Qian, long time no see."

Qian Jiang asked curiously: "Junior brother is very curious, why can Senior Brother Zhuge enter the third round?" Zhuge Wangwo heard this and said with a laugh: "Junior brother has forgotten that he is busy with the competition. There were eleven people in the last round, and I happened to be bye."

When Qian Jiang heard this, she thought that there was such a good thing there. It seemed that all this had been calculated. One of the sixty-four people participating in the competition had already been calculated. One of the sixty-four people participating in the competition had actually had bye. This must have been carefully calculated by someone.

Qian Jiang smiled and said, "I hope my senior brother's luck will be so good. I will be able to enter successfully." Zhuge Wu'er sighed and said, "Junior brother, you already have the token of the word "tian". How can you give me this opportunity? Senior brother finally got to this point, just take it as pity for me."
Chapter completed!