Immediately afterwards, Madrigor drew to the group of Zuo Yan Yan, and at the same time, that group was also the disciple of the most ancient holy land, and it was almost impossible to stand out, with his strength.

Yi Feng was assigned to Chen Qingyang's group, which meant that he would eventually fight Chen Qingyang.

"The last one, Ling Beijian, Blue Token." The old man's voice rang out, announcing that all the geniuses had been grouped together.

"Blue tokens?"

Chen Qingyang lowered his head and reconfirmed, sure enough, it was not that the enemies did not get together, he was actually in the same group as Ling Beijian.

After the number of the three groups is confirmed, the group of geniuses who draw the red token will first compete, that is, the group of Madrigal and Zuo Yan.

"Pastoral, wait for the left-leaning Yan of the Ice Cloud Immortal Palace, and admit defeat directly!" Chen Qingyang admonished.

Mu Ge smiled slightly bitterly, admitting defeat before fighting, this is not his character, but in the face of Zuo Yan, he may not even have the courage to make a move.

"I still have self-knowledge, but Brother Yang, you seem to know her?" Madrigal asked curiously.

Chen Qingyang nodded and said: "I've met once, but I'm not familiar with it, okay, let's prepare first, the next battle will not be easy, if you are not defeated, it is not shameful to admit defeat." ”

"Understood!" Madrigal nodded in response, then walked to the other side of the ring to prepare for a group round-robin battle!

The first battle was between the disciples of the Dao Immortal Palace and the disciples of the Wind Thunder Mansion, the two of them were worthy of coming from the ancient holy land, and their strength was almost the same, they fought for half an hour, and finally ended in a draw, with each of them scoring one point.

The nine geniuses fought each other, almost without any stops, and it was a great test of their own internal strength and spirit, and whoever could survive to the end would be the winner.

In the first five rounds of battles, Madrigal won without danger, and the consumption was not too big.

In the sixth round, as soon as Mu Ge stepped into the ring, he found that his opponent was none other than the left-leaning Yan of the Ice Cloud Immortal Palace.

"I throw in the towel!"

Before the referee could speak, Madrigal directly chose to admit defeat, and then chose to leave the ring without looking back, making everyone below stunned.

Zuo Yanyan's strength is indeed strong, and the opponents in the first five rounds were easily defeated by her, but no one chose to admit defeat as soon as she came up like Madrigal.

"Cut, it turns out that the genius of Yanhuang Mountain is so unplanted!"

"Admitting defeat without a fight is really a coward's doing, Yan Huangshan's face has made this pastoral song lost!"

Many people sneered at the madrigal, but he didn't care.

Even if Chen Qingyang didn't let him admit defeat, he would choose to do it himself, because fighting with Zuo Yan is simply a waste of time and energy, it is better to directly choose to admit defeat and retain a little more strength, and he will have a better chance of winning the next game.

After a half-hour break, Madrigal finally ushered in the sixth round of battle.

"Whoosh!"

A young man in a blue robe slowly landed in the ring.

His eyes were as deep as the stars, and there was a faint chill that made people shudder.

Judging from his clothes, he could be recognized at a glance as a disciple of the Dao Immortal Palace.

Feeling the cold and oppressive aura on the other party's body, Chen Qingyang in the audience also frowned slightly.

"This person's strength is definitely stronger than Ye Tianyu I defeated before!"

Chen Qingyang's heart sank suddenly, and he had a bad premonition.

Before, he defeated Ye Tianyu of the Dao Immortal Palace in public and eliminated him from the game, but now that they are only fighting against Madrigal on the first day, they will definitely not show mercy.

In the last round of pastoral songs, he had already admitted defeat without a fight, and if he did it again, Chen Qingyang was afraid that his heart would be affected, so he didn't shout out the words until he came to his lips.

Madrigal obviously sensed the strength of the other party, and his face became extremely solemn.

"Li Xuanji only appeared on the first day of the Dao Immortal Palace, do you guess that the pastoral song of Yanhuang Mountain can support ten moves in his hands?"

"Ten moves? You also look down on Li Xuanji too much, didn't you watch his previous game, no opponent can go through three moves in his hands, although this pastoral song is also a first-order of the innate realm, but the result will not be an exception. ”

Everyone talked about it, and they were almost not optimistic that Pastoral Song would be able to support ten moves in Li Xuanji's hands.

"I'll give you a chance to throw in the towel on your knees." Li Xuanji looked at Muge and said proudly.

Before coming to power, the high-level officials of the Daoxian Palace instructed Li Xuanji that once he faced the pastoral, he would use all means to humiliate him and make Yan Huangshan lose face.

Others may be afraid of him, but the people of the Dao Immortal Palace don't take him seriously at all.

In the realm of Shendan, they also have ancient holy lands.

Madrigal shook his head, and then directly assumed an offensive stance.

His actions have already shown his attitude!

"I don't know how to lift, since that's the case, then be prepared to be killed by me!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Li Xuanji stabbed the saber in his hand and the scabbard into the hard floor.

"No need to use a sword to deal with you!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Xuanji's body flashed suddenly, and a terrifying energy fluctuation blew around him, making the onlookers feel a palpitation in their hearts.

Pastoral Ge's face became more and more solemn, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, so he stepped out and slapped it with one palm.

This palm shook the surrounding air and exploded, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

However, Li Xuanji did not have the slightest intention of evading, and the surging qi surged out from his right fist, turning into a terrifying fist print, whistling and sweeping the palm wind of the pastoral song.

"Boom!"

The fists collided, and there was a deafening sound.

Pastoral's palm wind couldn't resist half a second, and it was engulfed by Li Xuanji's fist, and his power never weakened by half a point, and continued to sweep towards Muge.

Pastoral Ge's face changed slightly, and even the strength gap between himself and the other party, he didn't dare to touch it head-on again, and cast the Cloud Dragon Nine Leaps, and his body exploded back wildly!

"Run?"

Li Xuanji sneered and took a step forward, the speed was actually faster than the pastoral song that used all his strength to perform the Nine Leaps of the Cloud Dragon.

The furious power wrapped around his right fist, and Li Xuanji threw another punch at him.

The fist roared like a gale, and instantly arrived in front of the madrigal.

Two fists in succession, the speed was too fast, and in a hurry, Madrigal could only cross his hands in front of his chest.

"Bang!"

The fist exploded on Pastoral Ge's hands, and the terrifying concussive force instantly shook his whole person into the air.

At the same time, Chen Qingyang found that the flesh and blood on the two arms of the pastoral song were already blurred, and even the bones were clearly visible.

Seeing this scene, almost everyone concluded that the winner of this game had been decided.

The strength of pastoral songs is not at the same level as Li Xuanji at all.

But just when everyone thought that Madrigal was about to fly out of the ring, his body suddenly fell vertically, and he stood on the edge of the ring with half a foot, and his body was shaky, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.

"Pastoral!" Chen Qingyang shouted.

After Muge stabilized his figure, he looked at Chen Qingyang's side and saw that he was shaking his head at himself.