An hour later, Chen Zimeng and the remaining seven people all stepped forward and drew bamboo sticks again, this time eight people, four teams, no byes!

There are a total of eight bamboo sticks sparsely placed in the bamboo tube in front of Feng Ling, one is not much, and one is not much!

Chen Zimeng still waited until others stepped forward one by one to take it before taking it, Zhang Qiancheng stepped forward and glanced at Chen Zimeng, which was meaningful!

Chen Zimeng took out the last bamboo stick and looked at it, it was three, that is, he had to wait for the third game.

Looking around, he finally looked at the round platform, the first scene had not yet started, and everyone was still waiting for Feng Ling to announce.

Feng Ling slowly shook to the high platform step by step, looking down, "The first draw to one, who are the two people, go up by yourself!"

No one moved in the whole square, Chen Zimeng felt a little weird, but he raised his head slightly, and Pang Qi on the other side took the lead in moving his steps towards the round platform.

One is Pang Qi, and the other is what?

Feng Ling stood on the high platform and raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to say something, when Zhang Qiancheng walked out.

Everyone's eyes were on the two people in the field, and Chen Zimeng couldn't help but play twelve points of spirit, coincidentally!

The duel between the two powerhouses, this is definitely very interesting, Chen Zimeng stepped back slightly, came to Zhong Fei's side, took away his small bench, sat on it himself, and then reached out to ask for a handful of melon seeds, and looked at the round platform with a smile.

Feng Ling was also happy, jumped over, jumped to Zhang Yi's side, pulled over a chair, leaned on it, and smiled with a smile in his eyes!

The disciples present all widened their eyes, speaking of which, with the strength of Pang Qi and Zhang Qiancheng, it would be a matter of time before they met, but what the two didn't expect was that in the first game of the second round, the two powerhouses would directly meet.

Fate!

Click! Chen Zimeng knocked on the melon seeds, his eyes shining.

For him, no matter who wins, he will face the last one later, this is a good opportunity to find out their means, for a while, Chen Zimeng couldn't help but want to look up at the sky, this is really, if you want to sleep, someone will send a pillow!

The square was a little crowded for a while, and Chen Zimeng sat on the stool and moved forward several steps away.

Zhong Fei squatted beside Chen Zimeng, a big lump of meat, and the people behind him couldn't push it!

Murong Yicang, Li Yi, Bai Dao, Shang Chi, and Wang Lin squeezed over from the periphery together, and Li Yi reached out to Zhong Fei and asked for a large handful of melon seeds, and distributed them to the others, with a smile on his face.

The white knife withdrew the melon seeds handed over by Li Yi, and glared: "When is it, you still have to eat?"

"You see Brother Meng also eats very deliciously!"

Looking down, the white knife reached out and grabbed Li Yi's retracted hand, "Then I'll have some ...... too."

Pang Qi stood on the stage, looked at Zhang Qiancheng, and bowed slightly!

Zhang Qiancheng nodded, said goodbye, and then stood on the stage, the two stood opposite each other, looking at each other!

"Senior brother, fortunately, when I was in retreat, I kept hearing news about you, you came all the way from the outer gate, you didn't rely on anything else, just the long sword in your hand to get to this point, you are very powerful, even the senior brother admires you very much. ”

Zhang Qiancheng's eyes remained unchanged, and after a while, he lowered his eyelids slightly, and said listlessly: "Senior brother Miao praised, but senior brother is standing here today, for what senior brother is very clear, otherwise, senior brother admits defeat, how about making it convenient with junior brother?"

Stiffened slightly, Pang Qi's eyes became cold, looking at the guy who might not even bother to give his eyes if he wasn't standing on this stage, as Hong Bing told him, Zhang Qiancheng was extremely proud, even incomprehensible.

"Senior brother, aren't you joking?"

"That is, Senior Brother won't let it!" Stunned, Zhang Qiancheng shook his head with a smile, "Also, Senior Brother was defeated after fighting with Ning Qin, and his strength or qualifications are all old disciples." ”

Ignoring Pang Qi's increasingly cold eyes, Zhang Qiancheng grinned, turned his head to look at the audience, Chen Zimeng and his party were smiling and knocking melon seeds, what a gesture of appreciating opera!

Putting his eyes on Pang Qi again, Zhang Qiancheng's eyes froze, and he swooped straight forward.

"Losers, think you can win by changing opponents, but unfortunately you are doomed to fail when you meet me!"

Pang Qi no longer concealed his anger, reached out and patted the storage bag on his waist, held a long sword with a cold light in his hand, and spared a sword flower with a swing of the sword, Pang Qi emitted a huge spiritual power fluctuation all over his body, and greeted Zhang Qiancheng.

"Hubris, let me teach you what modesty is!"

Wave~

The sound of Zheng Zheng's sword sounded in everyone's ears, and the full sword light filled the entire round platform, and Pang Qi's attack was full of fierceness!

Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand and knocked the melon seeds, his eyes staring at the entire round platform without turning, and Pang Qi was trying his best to remember every action and sword move.

But what frightened him this time was not Pang Qi's strong attack, but Zhang Qiancheng, he first began to dive, but he did not attack, a spell did not condense, and a flying sword was not used, just colliding with Pang Qi straight like that.

The strength is even more terrifying!

Zhang Qiancheng was surrounded by Pang Qi's sword light, and with a slight shock, Zhang Qiancheng stretched out one hand, his index finger and middle finger were together, and a ray of electric light flashed between his fingers!

Immediately after that, the sword light that was full of fields was forcibly separated, and the electric light swept through, rushing directly towards Pang Qi, Pang Qi's eyes were full of surprise, in the entire Bai Ye Sect, there was no thunder path technique!

Chen Zimeng paid attention to the audience, and when he saw this extremely powerful electric light, his heart was shocked.

If you want to ask what kind of spell is the most powerful, the answer you get in the entire cultivation realm is probably the thunder path spell.

In the entire Baiye Sect, there is not a single thunder path technique, and no one can condense even the most basic lightning.

And on this basis, those who know the Thunder Dao Technique will be extremely terrifying in the entire Baiye Sect.

Chen Zimeng thought of a possibility, this kind of spell is a hole card for other people, but Zhang Qiancheng is such a spell as soon as he fights, which can prove that his hole cards are more than that!

Pang Qi turned around and dodged the electric light that hit him, stretched out his hand to pinch a fireball technique, the sky was full of flames roaring, and then levitated the flying sword in his hand, turning into one sword shadow after another.

Zhang Qiancheng sneered, compared to the flying sword?

But Zhang Qiancheng didn't plan to use his flying sword, in his opinion, Pang Qi was not qualified to let him use the flying sword.

A talisman was held in Zhang Qiancheng's hand, and with a slight wave of it, the talisman glowed and fell into the field.

"Boom~"

I don't know what material the round platform is made of, but at this moment, a lot of debris was blasted out, scattered and shattered.

The long sword in Pang Rider's hand cracked, the clothes on his body were slightly broken, his eyes became more and more cold, and he stared at Zhang Qiancheng silently.

He admitted that he was a little too underestimating the person in front of him, the Thunder Dao Technique, the powerful talisman, these are not what the Bai Ye Sect can have, but to start, how can this be Zhang Qiancheng's bottom move!

It's tricky, but it's not without its flaws!

Stretching out his hand to stand the long sword in front of him, his legs slightly bent, Pang Qi made a sword move.

A gust of wind blew, and Pang Qi's figure disappeared from Chen Zimeng's sight, and the disciples outside the field began to exclaim, and many people who bet on Pang Qi began to cheer for Pang Qi loudly.

It's getting more and more like a big show!

"Shadow Wind, Less Evil Sword Technique!"

Pang Qi appeared directly behind Zhang Qiancheng, the long sword in his hand slashed away, one after another sword qi crisscrossed the field, the corners of Zhang Qiancheng's mouth were upturned, and his figure flashed, and then a large area of flames began to burn everywhere on the round platform.

"Senior brother, look at it, this is the magic!"

Pang Qi's face changed greatly, he turned around and crossed the sword's chest, "Boom~" The flames hit the sword directly, and Pang Qi couldn't help but retreat.

"Senior brother, look at it again, this is the sword!"

The sound of Zheng Zheng sounded violently, and the people in the audience couldn't help but cover their ears and look at the round platform, the sword light was incomparable, as if they had entered a no-man's land, and slashed straight at Pang Qi.

One wound after another cracked, the long sword in Pang Rider's hand shattered straight open, and the blue shirt broke several holes.

Zhang Qiancheng turned around and walked to the other side of the round platform, Pang Qi bent down slightly, and a lot of blood oozed from the wounds all over his body.

But compared to these, Pang Qi wants to know why Zhang Qiancheng is so strong.

He was unwilling, he lost to Ning Qin in the front, he was supposed to be a core disciple, and he stayed in the inner gate for several years, without any change.

Now this time for the core disciple election, Pang Qi has even regarded himself as a core disciple, and in his opinion, no one can stop him!

"Hehe, hehe, why? Zhang Qiancheng, you give me death!" sneered uncontrollably, Pang Qi's face was full of madness, and the long sword in his hand was broken, it doesn't matter, the sword, he has more than one!

Whew~, Pang Qi disappeared in place, Zhang Qiancheng turned around, stretched out his hand, and his face was full of indifference, "Garbage, but there is no consciousness of garbage!"

Shaking his head, Zhang Qiancheng's face was full of indifference, "In this way, then let's die!"

A fingerprint condensed in the air, and Pang Qi's figure appeared right in front of him, with a red long sword in his hand, flashing with a strange light.

"Evil Killing Finger!" Zhang Qiancheng made a move, and his breath made people chill!

"Hundred Killing Sword!" Pang Qi is indeed very strong, at least Chen Zimeng estimates that he has almost no chance of winning against himself.

Rumble~

Under the collision of two extremely strong attacks, the entire round platform began to crack in the middle and split into two halves!

The dust and smoke from the attack filled the room, and it took a while for it to dissipate!

At this moment, Pang Qi was extremely miserable, the blood-colored long sword fell to the side, and the whole person fell to the ground on his back, his face covered with blood.

Zhang Qiancheng stood on the other side, looking at Pang Qi with cold eyes, and a corner of his shirt was torn off in front of him, "Do your best to reach this level, you are proud enough!"

Pang rode on the ground, his eyes were gray, his face was like dead ashes, and he had no fighting spirit!

After a long time, Pang Qi slowly closed his eyes, and tears slipped down the corners of his eyes.

Pang Qi silently calculated in his heart, it has been seven years!

Seven years ago, he came to the Bai Ye Sect, and the excitement when he got that Qi Cultivation Technique was still as fresh as yesterday!

He cultivated hard, and his enthusiasm for cultivation was unimaginable, until the last time he competed with Ning Qin and he lost, he realized that there were always some enviable geniuses in this world! But he was not discouraged, at that time he comforted himself, it's okay, he can come again.

So he went into retreat, and from that day on, he disappeared from view, and almost no one in the outside world remembered him, except for a few.

He thought that his efforts would eventually be able to eliminate the gap between him and those geniuses, and when he practiced the ninth layer of qi, he was extremely happy, and he couldn't calm down in the cave for a long time.

Now, under Zhang Qiancheng's hands, he has lost again, and the defeat is even more direct and powerless than the last time!

He couldn't control his discouragement anymore, it turned out that no matter how hard ordinary people worked, the things they got were not as good as the gentle beckoning of geniuses!

Chen Zimeng was already standing not far away, watching Hong Bing and the others step forward, and took Pang Qi away nervously.

Feng Ling and Zhang Yi glanced at each other, which was meaningful, and immediately announced that Zhang Qiancheng had won, but due to the destruction of the round platform used in the battle, the game was temporarily suspended and started again tomorrow.

So the crowd gradually dispersed, and in the end, only Chen Zimeng and Murong Yicang were left in the field, as well as Zhang Qiancheng, who had not left.

Turning around, Zhang Qiancheng walked slowly towards Chen Zimeng, Zhong Fei wanted to step forward to say something, but was stopped by the white knife reaching out.

Zhang Qiancheng walked not far away, looked at Chen Zimeng coldly, and grinned after a while, but he didn't feel the slightest smile, only a chilling coldness.

"Here, there are always a lot of things that are interesting, Chen Zimeng, what will be your next choice?"

"You'll know!" Chen Zimeng replied coldly, a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes, but he was ignored by Zhang Qiancheng!

Zhang Qiancheng raised his head proudly, his eyes were full of indifference, and he turned to leave!

"I'll see!"