Everyone went up to the second floor of the attic, and several people were already in place.

Naturally, everyone's eyes were fixed on court No. 1. The referee said a few words, the two of them saluted, and each stepped back a few feet.

Wang Xu from the Fu Fu Department was good at making talismans, but his combat effectiveness was not strong. In this competition, he could not use talismans. He could only take out a golden rope and wave it. The golden rope attacked Jiang Yuhuan, and the rope danced.

The faster he went, the sky seemed to be filled with the shadow of the golden rope. Jiang Yuhuan only defended but did not attack. He shuttled freely among the ropes in the sky, as if strolling in a courtyard, and his body was as fast as the wind.

Everyone was dazzled. In the No. 1 venue, Jiang Yuhuan's figure was shuttled among the golden ropes. There were his afterimages everywhere in the area of ​​several feet. The golden ropes had already wrapped the surrounding airtight, but they were entangled in him.

Can't live.

The two of them were in a stalemate for about a stick of incense. Jiang Yuhuan flashed across the ropes in the sky. His body was as fast as lightning, leaving a shadow on the field. In the blink of an eye, he was behind Wang Xu. With a gentle push, Wang Xu

The whole body flew ten feet away and fell to the ground.

"I admit defeat." Wang Xu stood up and said, cupping his hands to Jiang Yuhuan: "Thank you, Senior Brother Jiang, for showing mercy."

Tang Ning looked at the man in the field, her brows furrowed. She saw that his agility was much faster than that of the Yaksha monster in the trial ground. And with just a slight push from him, Wang Xu couldn't help but fall out.

It's ten feet away, and such power is not what a monk possesses.

At this moment, everyone on the bluestone steps on the east and west sides were cheering, and there were many people waving flags and cheering for them. Chang Jian was full of envy. After watching more than a dozen competitions yesterday, he knew that it was almost impossible to win the ranking with his own strength.

After a night of adjustment, my mentality has improved a lot. Seeing Jiang Yuhuan's graceful demeanor at this moment, I can't help but applaud.

Except for the faces of the favorites in the attic, everyone else was convinced. They were indeed the favorites to win this competition. Jiang Yuhuan's performance in this competition was indeed remarkable. With the strength he showed,

He could have defeated his opponent easily, but he waited for his opponent to use all his methods before knocking him down with ease without injuring him at all.

I have to say that this move is very popular.

The referee has decided the winner, Jiang Yuhuan returned to the attic, and the disciples of the Forbidden Secret Department surrounded him like stars holding the moon, and paid him a lot of compliments.

Tang Ning looked up and saw him leaning on the railing with his arms folded and his eyes lazily, chatting and laughing with everyone, looking lazy.

The winners and losers were gradually determined in the other venues. After several more competitions, it was finally the turn of the fifteenth group of disciples to take the field. Ouyang Qian's voice was heard: On the second venue, Tang Ning from the Herbal Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs versus the Discipline of the Secret Academy

Koba Spring.

"Junior Brother Tang, it's your turn, be careful." Chang Jian said from the side.

Tang Ning nodded, flew the flying sword to the second competition venue, and landed almost at the same time as a tall and thin man. The referee was a black-faced Foundation Establishment monk.

He stepped forward and said: "During the competition, you are not allowed to use spiritual weapons, talismans and other external forces. Once the opponent admits defeat, stop immediately. You are not allowed to intentionally hurt his life. Do you understand?"

"Yes" the two of them said, bowed to each other and stepped back five or six feet apart.

The black-faced monk waved his hand to signal the start of the competition.

Bao Quan was the first to attack. He flipped his right hand and a moon-shaped scimitar appeared in his hand. The scimitar was curved and shone coldly under the sunlight. He waved his hand and the moon-shaped scimitar attacked Tangning. On the way, he

Divided into two, two into four, four into eight, it turned into eight scimitars and slashed at him from the left and right sides.

Tang Ning retreated violently, forming seals with her hands, and earthen walls about ten feet high rose up from the ground to protect her in the center.

The moon-shaped scimitar struck the earth wall from all directions, leaving only a few deep cuts. Bao Quan shouted, and the eight scimitars merged into one, swollen in the wind, and turned into a giant two feet high in the blink of an eye.

Blade, this is not over yet, I saw him forming seals with both hands, the gleaming scimitar actually turned into red color, a ball of flames gushes out from the blade, and quickly spreads to the entire scimitar with the force of a prairie fire.

The two-foot-long moon-shaped scimitar was covered with blazing flames and looked extremely terrifying. With a wave of Bao Quan's palm, the flaming scimitar slashed down with the force of breaking a bamboo and landed on the ten-foot-high earth wall, as if cutting tofu.

Directly cut the two high walls in the north and south in half.

The scimitar slashed down but it was in vain. Bao Quan's eyes narrowed and he saw that there was no one inside the earth wall. He suddenly felt that something was not good, but it was too late.

Several giant trees came out of the ground and wrapped around his legs. Bao Quan was about to form a seal, but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, the giant trees had wrapped him tightly, making him unable to move at all.

Tangning pointed her sword directly at his throat: "I'm sorry."

Bao Quan was bound tightly from the soles of his feet to his neck by a giant tree as thick as a foot. Not to mention making seals with his hands, he couldn't even move his fingers. He looked at Tang Ning and suddenly remembered the scene yesterday, and suddenly said: "You are the attic yesterday."

I was the one who used the Earth Escape Technique, but I was careless."

Tang Ning smiled and said nothing, and the black-faced foundation-building monk came over and announced the winner of the competition.

Tang Ning formed a seal, and the giant trees wrapped around Bao Quan's body receded. He stepped back to the attic with his flying sword.

"Junior Brother Tang, congratulations on winning the first round of competition." Chang Jian said.

Tang Ning nodded and did not answer. She looked at the other competition venues. Bao Quan from the Discipline Department was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Although his magical weapon was not bad, it could only go so far.

It's a bit ridiculous to say careless things...

The competition passed through two more groups, and it was Chang Jian's turn. His opponent was from the Academic Affairs Department of the Foreign Affairs Academy. The two fought for a long time. Chang Jian's strength could only be said to be average. He knew basic spells, including fireball.

Golden Spear Technique, Water Escape Technique, Earth Wall Technique, etc., and occasionally a high-level magic trick. The opponent is on par with him, so no one can do anything to the other in a moment.

The other party has a ninth-level Qi refining cultivation level, and his spells are slightly weaker than his, but with the help of a top-level defensive weapon, he can always resolve the crisis. The two of them fought back and forth for half an hour, and the other party's spiritual power was exhausted.

His face was completely pale, and big beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead.

Chang Jian's spiritual power also consumed a lot of money, but it was much better than the opponent's. In the end, he just dragged the opponent to death, his spiritual power was overdrawn, and he was paralyzed from exhaustion.

He has also organized some effective attacks, but Chang Jian is very cautious and never gives him a chance to get close. When the enemy advances, we retreat, and when the enemy retreats, we advance, always maintaining a distance of five or six feet. The opponent's attacks are also blocked by him.

He solved them one by one and won the competition.

After the referee announced the winner, Chang Jian returned to the attic, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "Finally, I defeated him."

Tangning smiled and said, "It would be great if we win."

The competition lasted until the end of the 12th hour. So far, the first round of competition has ended. A total of 182 people participated in the competition, and 91 people advanced. Their opponents will be selected by drawing lots tomorrow.

Because there is one more person, there will be a quota that will directly advance to the next round. The lottery method is also used, and the person who draws a blank lot will directly advance to the next round.

After two days, everyone has taken action, and several favorites have also competed, and there is no doubt that they all won easily.

In today's competition, a woman from Xuande Hall shined. She is also one of the favorites to win this competition, her name is Wei Yaqin.

The opponent was Wei Xin from the Secret Security Department of the Secret Academy. The two used many exquisite magic and magical powers in the competition. You came and I went back and forth. It was wonderful. In the end, Yaqin, the defender, won the competition with a move that filled the sky with ice and snow.

At that time, the entire venue was filled with floating ice flowers, and Wei Xin could not avoid it. He formed seals in his hands to form four fire dragons that circled around him, protecting him among them to resist the extreme cold of the ice flowers.

The sky full of ice flowers rushed towards him from all directions, like vultures to carrion. The four fire dragons did not even last a moment, they were all eroded by the cold air of the ice flowers and turned into flying. Wei Xin's whole body was also frozen into an ice sculpture.

This woman's skin was like ice and snow, with bright eyes and white teeth. She was alone in the ice and snow, and she had a unique appearance. The disciples who were watching were all shocked in their hearts.

After Ouyang Qian announced that the first round of competition was over, everyone left Diocesan Peak.

We came back here the next day, and around the hour of the hour, the ninety-one people who passed the first round of competitions arrived one after another. After about half an hour, several rays of light came from outside, and they arrived in the attic. The light dispersed, and the figures of Ouyang Qian and others appeared.

Everyone bowed their heads and saluted.

Ouyang Qian took out a wooden box: "Today we drew lots to determine the opponents for the next round. There are ninety-one people in total, so there is a direct quota for promotion. There are forty-six notes in this box, one of which is a white note. If you draw a white note, The people who have won the competition will advance to the next round. I will let the previous 46 people who won the competition draw lots according to the order of your competition. The names of the remaining 45 people will be placed in the wooden box. Whoever is drawn will play against him. You can Have any objections?"

Everyone shook their heads and said nothing, so Ouyang Qian called out the names of the disciples one by one and stepped forward to take out the note. The first one to call was a disciple named Ren Jing, who was the winner of the first group of venue No. 1.

He stepped forward, reached into the wooden box and took out a folded note. When he opened it, his face suddenly changed and he felt bad.

Ouyang Qian took the note and read it out: "Jiang Yuhuan, Department of Forbidden Secrets of the Secret Academy."

Everyone burst into laughter, no wonder his face changed drastically. No one else was so lucky. The first lot was drawn and he was the favorite to win the competition.

Everyone was secretly glad that there was a smile on their face, but he returned to the crowd with his head lowered and his head raised, without saying a word.

"Chen Da." Ouyang Qian continued to shout

Chen Da strode forward and reached into the wooden box. Jiang Yuhuan had been taken away just now, and he lost a big enemy. He was not afraid of whoever he drew now. His goal this time was to be in the top three of the competition. As long as you don't run into those few people in the first few rounds, that soul-controlling spiritual milk will be fine.

Especially Jiang Yuhuan, although he was conceited, he was still inferior to Zhuang Xinqian in terms of strength. The two were in the Qingxuan Palace together and had performed missions together in the past. He knew Zhuang Xinqian's strength very well.
Chapter completed!