The faces of several people changed suddenly, and the lottery decision showed that any of them could meet Zhang Quandao, and Zhang Qingyi's face on the side was also extremely ugly, she finally persevered all the way here and became the only woman in the finals, but now she may suddenly lose all her efforts, if she meets Zhang Quandao, she will probably surrender directly, because she knows that she can't beat Zhang Quandao.

"Let's start the lottery!"

Several people's faces were ugly, and they were full of nervousness and put their hands into the box, and each of them took out a note!

Zhang Qingyi looked nervous, his fingers trembled slightly and opened the note in his hand, and when he saw the word "A" on the note, he turned his head and looked at Zhang Quandao on the side with a nervous face.

Zhang Quandao's face didn't have many emotional fluctuations, for him, no matter who he faced, it would be the same result, and it would only be him who won.

Zhang Quandao opened the note in his hand, and there was a word "B" written on it, Zhang Qingyi on the side suddenly breathed a deep sigh of relief, and another disciple of Sanqingmen who drew the word A suddenly showed a look of frustration on his face.

"Senior brother, can I just admit defeat later, I don't want to fight you!"

Zhang Quandao glared at the person who spoke fiercely, and said: "Admit defeat? If you dare to admit defeat, don't say that you are a member of our Sanqingmen, you are not ashamed to lose to me, and it is a shame to admit defeat!"

The latter nodded in frustration and said, "Then you must be lighter at that time, senior brother!"

"Group A matches begin!"

The white-shirted disciple announced the start of the game, Zhang Qingyi and another disciple of Sanqingmen immediately fought together, although the two are the same door, but the reward number of the game is limited, so the two did not spare the slightest, and the people who can enter the finals from the preliminary round are the elite disciples of the two factions, so whether it is Zhang Qingyi or another disciple of Sanqingmen, they are all going all out to treat this game.

Lin Bei, who was in the audience, looked at the game in the ring, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised by Zhang Qingyi, and Zhang Qingyi's desire to win surprised him.

A woman can go all the way from the preliminary round to the finals, which is already a good indication of her strength.

"Senior brother, I must win this game, so I'm sorry!"

Zhang Qingyi thought silently in his heart.

The two of them attacked you back and forth, and it was at the critical moment when Zhang Qingyi's footsteps flickered, and the originally airtight offensive suddenly revealed a flaw, and the disciples of Sanqingmen on the opposite side were immediately happy when they saw this flaw, and then they attacked Zhang Qingyi with a sharp attack.

"Ahh

Zhang Qingyi was hit by this sharp blow, and let out a miserable scream in her mouth, her body flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, and a miserable look crossed her face, which made the disciples of Sanqingmen on the opposite side suddenly feel a trace of pity in their hearts.

Looking at Zhang Qingyi's figure flying out upside down, he hurriedly flew over, caught Zhang Qingyi who was about to land, and said in his mouth: "Senior sister, you just admit defeat, you are not my opponent, senior brother." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Zhang Qingyi say in a mosquito-like voice in his ear: "Senior brother, I'm sorry!"

Immediately, a sharp pain came from his abdomen, and Zhang Qingyi's sword hilt slammed against his abdomen, and the sea of qi in his body suddenly vibrated with spiritual energy, and his aura suddenly became disordered.

"Senior sister, you!"

Before he finished his words, he fainted with a look of unwillingness!

"This senior, you can declare me win!"

The white-shirted disciple on the side looked at Zhang Qingyi with a hint of surprise in his eyes, followed by a chill, but she didn't want to care about it. Because this is a matter within Sanqingmen's own door, he is only responsible for announcing the results.

"Winner, Sanqingmen, Zhang Qingyi!"

The crowd suddenly boiled.

"This woman is too dark-hearted, isn't she? People are kind enough to pick her up, but she still has a black hand?"

"The most poisonous woman's heart, the ancients did not deceive me!"

"I said that this man is also self-inflicted, obviously he won't care about this woman, he has to pick up this woman, if you want me to say that this is what this man has to find himself!"

There were all kinds of discussions, and I was obviously very dissatisfied with the result of this competition.

Lin Bei looked at Zhang Qingyi's figure walking out of the ring, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, Zhang Qingyi was very likely to wait until he was going to meet her, and he would definitely not go on this kind of time.

"Group B competition begins!"

Zhang Quandao and another disciple of Sanqingmen walked into the ring, but there was no surprise, Zhang Quandao knocked out another disciple of Sanqingmen almost effortlessly.

Zhang Qingyi and Zhang Quandao walked into the ring together, and Lin Bei in the audience also stepped into the ring at this time, and the eyes of the audience were all focused on the three of them, and the next game was to decide who was the first.

Lin Bei looked at a brocade box beside Wu Tiandao on the high platform, and there was a look of determination in his eyes, he must get this Xuan-level spiritual power pill!

The white-shirted disciple still walked into the ring with a wooden box in his arms, and said: "The order of this competition is still determined by drawing lots, and the person who draws two people with the same handwriting will start the game directly, and the winner will have a bye and the loser will compete with the bye, and the winner will compete with the other winner, and if he wins both battles, he will be the leader of this martial arts conference!"

As soon as the white-shirted disciple finished speaking, Zhang Qingyi's face suddenly became nervous, she stared at Lin Bei deeply, and secretly thought in her heart: This person can definitely defeat herself!

Each of the three took out a note from the wooden box.

Lin Bei opened the note in his hand, and the word "A" was written on it!

"The disciples who draw the same 'A' character are the next to compete, and the disciples who draw the 'B' character will have a bye first. ”

Zhang Quandao proudly waved the note in his hand, which was written with the word "B", glanced at Lin Bei contemptuously, and then turned his head to Zhang Qingyi on the side and said: "Senior sister Qingyi, you must take good care of this junior brother!"

Zhang Qingyi's face also showed a look of relief, and he looked at Lin Bei on the side with disdain, and didn't seem to take Lin Bei in his eyes at all.

Lin Bei's heart moved slightly, his face did not show any expression, this Zhang Qingyi's cultivation is only a sevenfold Qi practice, in his eyes, even Zhang Quandao is now confident to fight with him, not to mention this Zhang Qingyi who relied on small means to enter the finals!