The second game was easily won by the snake! With the end of the second game, the third game was immediately ushered in!

"The third competition begins, and the junior brother holding the No. 3 bamboo stick is invited to the stage!"

From the beginning of the announcement of the game, both of them took out their own magic weapons, and the fight was inseparable, in addition to magic weapons, all kinds of strange talismans, all kinds of magic weapons-level treasures, it can be said that they are endless, and the martial arts arena is earth-shattering, and the roaring sound is endless.

This is the effect brought out by two monks in the late stage of foundation building with equal strength! It is the visual impact that the power brings to everyone!

With the battle position of the two people as the center, the ground around them was either overturned by the violent spiritual power, or cracked by the magic weapon, and the battle was huge!

Although the strength shown by the two of them can only be regarded as average among the inner disciples, they are only new disciples after all.

In the eyes of ordinary disciples, the strength of the two of them made them feel like they were out of reach, at least, at their age, they would never be able to do this!

As the competition entered the white heat, the martial arts arena resounded one after another, these applauding monks, in addition to the forces to which the two belonged before, there were also some ordinary disciples.

The two of them played the martial arts arena that everyone watched, and it slowly heated up a little......

This battle took a long time, and the spiritual power in the bodies of the two of them was consumed, and in the end, the winning one did not show a happy look, but showed worry and helplessness on his face!

This competition won miserably, not only suffered internal injuries, but also had poor spiritual power, whether he could win the next game, he was not sure at all in his heart, and of course his face could not look good.

He was now praying that he would be able to meet a monk who was also consuming a lot of spiritual power and was not in good condition in the next game, so that he might still have a glimmer of hope of winning.

The third game ended, and the fourth game began immediately after.

The first person of the younger generation in Qingchuan City, Tangshan!

Tangshan's opponent is actually a monk at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, this monk is the same as Yumeng, but he can pass the first level, among his peers, such strength is really good, but to match Tangshan, who is not only better than him in age but also in strength, the result can be imagined.

The battle was not as fast as Yi Wen cleaning up Tang Jun, but it was about the same time as the Xuan Snake finished abusing Yumeng.

It was also a one-sided battle, without any accidents, and Tangshan took the other side lightly.

Four matches were played, and three of them ended quickly, which was enough to see the difference in strength between the two sides.

Xuan Snake, Tang Shan, and Yi Wen, whose strength far exceeded his own realm, undoubtedly left a deep impression on the disciples present, once these three collided together, what would the scene be?

In the fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth games, there was no scene of the opponent being killed in seconds, their strength was similar, even if it was the winner's side, it was a lot of consumption, and it couldn't be compared with Xuansnake, Tangshan and Yiwen!

"The first round is over, now, the second round begins!" The old deacon didn't leave the slightest respite for the disciples who had only won in the eighth round, and directly announced the start of the second round!

"Please invite the eight victorious juniors to come and draw lots again to confirm their opponents in the second round!" the voice of the old deacon resounded throughout the audience.

"Take care of Yumeng." Yi Wen dropped a sentence and walked to the center of the martial arts arena.

"Second son, rest assured!"

Looking at Yi Wen's back, Li Ju said worriedly: "I hope Brother Yi Wen is lucky, don't draw that hateful snake!"

"Tangshan's strength is also unfathomable." Jiang Nan said in a solemn tone.

"In my opinion, the second son will definitely be able to draw an unlucky ghost with similar spiritual power consumption!" Mu Dong said.

"That couldn't be better!"

......

When the eight people gathered, Yi Wen's face was indifferent, but when he looked at Xuan Snake, he showed an undisguised coldness! And Xuan Snake was sneering and didn't care at all.

The other five people don't look very good! Why this is so, everyone knows it!

The most ugly face, of course, belongs to the unlucky ghost who has just finished the eighth game and hasn't had time to rest!

The spiritual power held up the bamboo tube, and the bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube were less than half, only eight, glanced at the bamboo tube, and then looked at Yi Wen and the others, the old deacon smiled and said, "Senior brothers, please."

As the old deacon's words fell, the eight people stepped forward, Xuan Snake, Tang Shan and Yi Wen didn't make a move, but the other five people who were drumming in their hearts, with apprehension, each took a bamboo stick!

"Say, will you be unlucky enough to meet me?" Seeing that the five of them had finished drawing, the Xuan Snake smiled coldly at Yi Wen, and then took out a bamboo stick.

"I'm looking forward to it!" Yi Wen replied, and also took a bamboo stick.

The last one left, Tang San smiled indifferently and grabbed it in the palm of his hand.

"Looks like you can't wait? huh...... This year's newcomer king is none other than my Xuan Snake!Your little tricks, don't be embarrassed in front of my Xuan Snake!".

Until now, Xuan Snake still doesn't believe that Yi Wen, the first level of the Illusion Gate, has won the first place with his true ability, and the feeling of being pressed by someone makes him very unhappy!

While sarcastically speaking, the snake looked at the bamboo skewer in his hand, and Yi Wen also looked at the bamboo skewer he had drawn.

"One? huh...... It's a more auspicious number!" Snake said with a smile.

No. 1, saying that it is a number auspicious is obviously not the main idea in Xuan Snake's heart.No. 1 means that he will start the battle in the first game, and after the end of the fight, he will have more time to recover his spiritual power!

Of course, Xuan Snake has full confidence in his own strength, where did he think that he would lose.

Yi Wen raised his head, the look of disappointment in his eyes flashed, he already had the urge to kill the Xuan Snake, this impulse has been suppressed by Yi Wen and cannot be vented!

The moment the Xuan Snake announced his number, a monk in the late stage of foundation building on the side couldn't help but shake his body!

This one is in his hands! This monk is the one who won the eighth game of the first round!

"Oh?" Xuan Snake glanced at the monk with a desperate face, and then at Yi Wen with an indifferent face, and suddenly understood in his heart, and said with a sneer: "Good luck for you!"

"You're lucky." Yi Wen looked directly at the snake and replied lightly.

"I have a hard mouth, I hope you can win this round of competition, otherwise, it will be a pity, if I don't trample you under my feet, it will inevitably leave me with a shadow of regret and affect my Dao heart." The snake sneered.

Yi Wen didn't answer, not because of fear in his heart, but because he was too lazy to rub his mouth with the other party.

The bamboo stick in his hand showed up, and Yi Wen was No. 4!

"No. 4! Senior Brother Yi Wen is really lucky, in the last competition of the second round, you have enough time to recover your spiritual power!"

As soon as these words came out, even the old deacon on the side couldn't listen to it anymore, and the sharp edge of the snake was revealed, making his brows frown slightly.

Everyone knows that Yi Wen didn't consume anything at all in the first round of the competition, and cleaned up Tang Jun with one punch, he was in the first game at that time, and after so much time, the spiritual power consumed in his body had already recovered.

"Show the number!" Although he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, the old man didn't say it to offend Xuan Snake, after all, he and Yi Wen are not related, Xuan Snake's strength and talent are not low, and he will definitely have a place in Xingyu Pavilion in the future, if he offends him, he will inevitably wear small shoes for himself in the future.

As the numbers of the eight people were revealed one after another, Yi Wen, who had been looking at their respective numbers, couldn't help but change slightly.

Raising his head, he looked at Tangshan.

PS: Two consecutive ...... Ask for a point to recommend a collection or something like that......

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