The organizers of the Dragon and Tiger Championship did a very good job of guarding against Jun Changxiao, and did not give him any advertising opportunities at all.

So the next day the event ended, and the whole continent didn't see that guy's handsome face.

The whole world is cleaner, and life is better!

Of course.

The advertising effect is still there.

In particular, the Ten Thousand Ancient Sects successively defeated the first- and second-rate sects and advanced to the third round, which undoubtedly made many teenagers and girls excited.

"When the event is over, you must go to Qingyang County!"

"I'm kind of impatient right now. ”

"I heard that the assessment of this sect is very strict, and I don't know if I can pass it. ”

No matter which sect wins the Dragon and Tiger Championship in the end, Iron Bone Mountain will soon attract a large number of teenagers to participate in the assessment.

With the current number of Ten Thousand Ancient Sects, absorbing another wave of disciples will undoubtedly be closer to 20,000 full members.

......

Following.

Jun Changxiao sat in the spectator seat again.

Brush! Brush!

Ten brothers stood in front of him, leaving only room for him to watch the fight.

Being so closely protected by so many Martial Emperors, it is difficult to find such treatment in the entire Starfall Continent.

"Contestants are invited!"

Han City Lord's deep voice sounded again.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect strode over, and the entire venue suddenly resounded with thunderous cheers.

The world's most powerful people who respect martial arts, Li Qingyang and others' first two rounds of competition undoubtedly attracted countless fans!

"Night Star!"

"Night Star!"

A group of young girls shouted excitedly.

The corners ......of the male audience's mouth twitched.

That guy was so brutal yesterday, you actually cared so much about him, did you get kicked in the head by a donkey!

The main reason is that the Night Emperor has a strong aura.

Especially in the past two days, he has always stood alone and clasped hands, and he can definitely be called a girl killer.

In the first round against a first-class sect, although Xiao Sinji's performance was very amazing, because of his aura, he was selectively ignored by many girls.

Hearing someone shouting his name, Ye Xingchen frowned slightly and said, "A bunch of vulgar fans!"

"Ah! Nightstar is watching me!"

"Those cold eyes are simply so handsome!"

"No, no!"

......

Fifty sect disciples entered the venue one after another.

The old rules.

The draw proceeds.

Li Qingyang didn't speak, but walked to the lottery box and took out a token from it.

It's been dark twice, and this time it's finally European!

The opponent drawn by the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect in the third round was a third-rate sect.

"It's over, it's over. ”

Despair rose on the face of the sect disciple who was drawn.

Especially looking at the night star, thinking of the terrifying violent scene yesterday, a chill ran down the soles of his feet and went straight to his backbone!

"This third-rate sect is so pitiful!"

"A moment of silence for them. ”

The audience is now extremely optimistic about the Ten Thousand Ancient Sects, as long as they don't encounter first-class sects or sects with top geniuses, they will definitely advance properly!

Really.

The draw is over and the competition begins.

The Wangu Sect easily defeated this third-rate sect that even the author didn't bother to give a name.

"It's so simple. ”

Su Xiaomo shook her head and said, "I haven't had a good time in the sect." ”

Li Qingyang said: "This is only the third round, and the opponent will only be stronger in the back, so don't take it lightly." ”

......

A few hours later.

The third round of the competition was all over, and a total of 25 sects advanced to the fourth round.

Today's game also broke out in an upset, and the Iron Fist Gate defeated the second-rate sect of Zhongzun Prefecture with a third-rate attitude!

The mode chosen by the two sects is Smash Bros.

At the beginning, the second-rate sect absolutely suppressed the Iron Fist Sect, but Zhao Dazhuang relied on his strong body to knock dozens of martial artists out, directly laying the victory!

This is a typical example of relying on the power of one person to bring the sect into the next round.

"That guy is too strong!"

"The whole body is like steel and iron bones, carrying so many people to bomb wildly, and you can still launch a counterattack!"

"The defense of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect's Xiao Sins is also good, and the two of them will definitely be able to stage a wonderful physical confrontation when they meet!"

Everyone is looking forward to it.

After Xiao Sinji in the waiting area saw Zhao Dazhuang fighting, the battle intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

......

Twenty-five sects have been promoted, so how should they be distributed?

If it is not possible to match all opponents, the organizer will choose to bye a sect.

Coincidentally.

In the last game, all the disciples of the winning sect were injured, and after the assessment of the top management of the sect, they could not continue to fight in the next round, so they had no choice but to abstain.

The further you go, the more intense the contestants become, and it's not uncommon for both players to lose or win hard.

That's not bad, at least the abstention was won.

In the previous dragon and tiger competitions, there were occasionally two sects of equal strength, and they were all tired and paralyzed on the ground and could not tell the winner, so they could only be sentenced to go home hand in hand.

......

The third day of the competition ended.

Qingyang County and Southwest Yangzhou Prefecture have gradually calmed down a lot from the initial excitement.

It is said that an event of this scale should be more difficult in the future, but the feeling that Wangu Sect gives them is that the more they fight, the easier it is!

Especially the opponent in the third round can be described as effortless.

At the beginning, he fought against a first-class sect and reached the peak, and when he encountered a weaker opponent later, it naturally seemed boring.

At this time.

What can stimulate everyone's senses is that the next round of opponents of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect will meet the first-class sect again!

"There are also four first-class sects, and there is a good chance that they will be drawn tomorrow. ”

"Tsk, a fifth-rate sect is competing for hegemony in the Dragon and Tiger, and it has met two first-class sects one after another, it's exciting to think about it!"

"I hope that disciple named Li Qingyang will not wash his hands, and he will draw a first-class sect tomorrow!"

Although the two-day competition was exciting, the audience was more willing to see the Ten Thousand Ancient Sects and the first-class sects compete, because that was the only way to be passionate!

If you don't forget, there will be an echo.

On the fourth day of the competition, Li Qingyang walked to the draw table again, and when he stretched out his hand, the Han City Lord shouted in a high-pitched voice: "The opponent of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect is the Tiangang Holy Sect!"

"It's a first-class sect again!"

"Hahaha, there's a good show!"

The entire continent is boiling with the announcement of the Han City Lord!

"Not really. ”

Jun Chang, who was strictly guarded, covered his head with a smile and said, "How did you meet a first-class sect again!"

In the arena of dragon and tiger hegemony, no low-level sect will encounter two first-class sects one after another, because as long as it encounters ironclad elimination.

"Second Senior Brother!"

Night Xingchen couldn't help it, and said in a deep voice: "I'll smoke it tomorrow!"

Since Ao Wushuang repeatedly provoked, he thought that he could become the opponent in the next round, but he was drawn again and again, and he was disappointed again and again.

"Okay. ”

Li Qingyang said: "You come tomorrow." ”

"Whew!"

Su Xiaomo exhaled and said, "The first two rounds were too easy, and this round finally met someone who could play again." ”

"Click!"

"Click!"

Long Ziyang, Song Xuanzhou and others are gearing up.

"Let's go. ”

Li Qingyang strode forward.

Su Xiaomo and the others followed, and their backs became black again, as if they had entered a devilish state again!

The audience hopes that Wangu Sect can meet a strong opponent to show the appearance of a dark horse, and they naturally hope to meet a stronger opponent, instead of killing it as easily as in the previous round!

"Stomp, stomp!"

Li Qingyang and the others stood on the competition platform together.

The video formation was given to the camera one by one, and gradually came into the distance, and the penetrating iron and bone momentum instantly filled the entire venue.

“......”

Seeing the terrifying momentum erupted from the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sects, the corners of the mouths of the bigwigs of various sects twitched.

It's obviously just a fifth-rate sect, why are the special effects so bullish!

"Brush!"

Suddenly, Jun Chang, who was sitting on the viewing platform, stood up with a smile.

This sudden move shocked the ten brothers who were like a great enemy, and some people even reached out to press him!

"Tiangang Holy Sect!"

Jun Changxiao raised his hands and clenched his fists, and shouted loudly: "Hold on!"

"Poof!"

The bigwigs of all sects fell together.

Big brother, your disciple is here to fight, you're here to be funny!

"Tiangang Holy Sect, hold on!"

"Tiangang Holy Sect, hold on!"

As Jun Changxiao drove it, the entire venue suddenly resounded with a loud shout.

(End of chapter)