The draw ends quickly, and then it comes to group confrontation, where individuals look for individual opponents. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info only Nie Chen stood in place, holding the tag in his hand and crying and laughing.

A total of one hundred and three people participated in the competition this time, and two of them fought against each other, and there was exactly one person left. And what Nie Chen was holding in his hand at this time was the one hundred and three. In this way, she doesn't have to fight at all, and automatically enters the next game.

Jiang Yan, who had clashed with Nie Chen before, barely defeated her opponent, and her body was covered in blood and was very embarrassed. However, she still won in the end, and she couldn't help but feel a little proud in her heart. Raising his eyes and looking around, he just saw Nie Chen standing in place, entering the next game unclean.

This made her heart lose balance in an instant. The blood and qi surged, where else did he care, and shouted towards the high platform: "Elder in charge, this matter is not fair!"

"What's unfair?" the elder frowned, already a little dissatisfied with this disciple.

Jiang Yan stretched out her hand and pointed at Nie Chen: "She didn't even go through the competition, she actually entered the next game by herself, and the disciple felt that this was unfair." ”

The presiding elder snorted, "Then according to what you mean, how can it be considered fair?"

"She has to compete with other disciples and win before she can move on to the next one. ”

"Alright, you can have a competition with her. If she loses, she will be disqualified, and if she wins, then you will be disqualified!" the presiding elder smiled.

Jiang Yan was stunned: "But I just finished a competition, and my physical strength has not yet recovered." ”

"If you don't recover, then others don't recover either, so who will fight her. Don't say more, hurry up and get ready for the next one. With a wave of his hand, the chief elder said no more.

Jiang Yan was angry, glared at Nie Chen fiercely, turned around and walked to the side to rest. Nie Chen raised his head, gave her a defiant look, and stood in place and waited.

The second session was scheduled for the afternoon, and for the sake of fairness, the remaining numbers were withdrawn and scrambled, and the opponents were redistributed again. In the last battle, most of the candidates had already gone, and there were still forty-seven people left. Originally, in a one-on-one battle, there should have been fifty-one people to win, plus Nie Chen, a total of fifty-two people. As a result, several people were seriously injured and voluntarily withdrew from the fight, so such a scene appeared again.

Forty-seven people drew the number plates, each looking for an opponent, but Nie Chen was still standing in place, holding the number plate in a daze. At this moment, even the chief elder above was a little dumbfounded, and couldn't help but ask.

"You're not going to be forty-seven again, are you?"

Nie Chen nodded weakly: "Elder Hui, the disciple is really the forty-seventh." ”

"It's not fair!" Jiang Yan stood up again, her eyes a little red. She really couldn't accept that she could barely win by fighting the field. And the other party only holds a number plate, and can easily pass the level.

"Since she drew the forty-seventh, that's her luck, what do you have to be unhappy about. Alright, go on!" the principal elder looked around and drank coldly.

Everyone didn't dare to say more, and began to fight again, although there were grievances in their hearts, but there was nothing they could do. Only Jiang Yan was unconvinced, and glared at Nie Chen very resentfully. I secretly swore in my heart that when she met herself, she would definitely teach her a profound lesson. Even if you can't take his life, you have to make it unforgettable for the rest of your life.

The second fight ended quickly, and a total of 21 people moved on to the next one. For the third match, the time was set for the next morning, and the number plates were collected and redistributed, and then the draw was held again.

When Nie Chen picked up the number plate for the third time, she herself was a little speechless. turned out to be the last one, which means that she doesn't need to compete, and she can still go directly to the next game. And after this one, there are twenty-one people, and if there are less than ten people in the next game, she doesn't need to make a move, and she has already obtained the qualification to enter the Purple Cloud Cave Heaven.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan's face became more and more ugly, hesitated for a moment, and gritted her teeth again and stood up: "Elder in charge, the disciple wants to fight with her!"

The chief elder was also speechless, this disciple's luck was too against the sky, how to convince the public if he continued like this. Hearing this disciple's words, the elder pondered for a while, and finally agreed.

"It's okay, if you don't fight, it's really unfair to the other disciples. Since someone is going to come forward to challenge, then you should have a fight!"

"Disciple obeys!" Nie Chen didn't react much, turned his head to look at Jiang Yan, and smiled.

Jiang Yan snorted coldly, and a sinister smile flashed at the corner of her mouth: "Let Senior Sister and I educate you well today, so that you can know what the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

"Yes, I want to see what you have to do, you are so unashamed!" Nie Chen pursed his lips, but he was inevitably a little nervous in his heart. After all, their cultivation was several levels apart, and the other party had an overwhelming advantage.

Jiang Yan didn't say more, found a wide place, raised the long sword in his hand, and pointed at Nie Chen. Nie Chen snorted and followed, and a long sword also appeared in his hand.

The remaining nineteen people were already preparing to fight, but at this time they stopped one after another. They were very curious about whether this woman, who had won a streak without a fight, had real skills in her hands. Or maybe she's just lucky, and the others are not vulnerable at all.

"Look at the sword!" Without waiting for Nie Chen to stand firm, Jiang Yan took the first step.

With a cold light, the long sword went straight to Nie Chen's throat. This sword is fast and ruthless, like a poisonous snake choosing a person to devour. Nie Chen didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly swung his sword to meet him, and the Huifeng Sword Technique unfolded instantly.

A series of collisions sounded, with a series of sparks. In an instant, the two of them collided more than a hundred times with their long swords, and then the two of them split left and right, Jiang Yan took three steps back, while Nie Chen took four steps back. After all, Nie Chen's cultivation is several levels lower, and he will inevitably suffer losses under hard work.

But Jiang Yan's face was even more ugly. Her long sword was now covered with gaps of all sizes. Obviously, in terms of the grade of weapons, her long sword is far inferior.

The sword in Nie Chen's hand is Lu Tianxing's thing, and the grade is naturally not low. Although it is not a real flying sword, it is not comparable to an ordinary long sword. And that Jiang Yan is only in the realm of refining qi, and the weapons in her hand are much worse, which is also the confidence of Nie Chen to dare to fight with her.

Of course, on top of this long sword, Nie Chen also made some decorative camouflage. In case he is recognized by Tianyunmen and causes unnecessary trouble for himself.

With a successful blow, Nie Chen did not hesitate and deceived himself again. Jiang Yan was jealous, and didn't dare to fight against her, so she could only rely on her cultivation to be higher, and kept wandering and fighting. For a while, the two were inseparable, and they were very happy.

"It can't go on like this, her cultivation is higher than mine, and I can't take advantage of it. It seems that we have to use some special means to win by surprise!" Nie Chen groaned in his heart, his eyes swept up and down on Jiang Yan's body, looking for an opportunity to make a move.