Meng Yu won three consecutive matches in the knockout round, and after that, another day passed, and all the matches on the tournament stage were completed in three rounds. www.biquge.info At this time, there were about 1,000 of the more than 10,000 monks who had entered this stage at the selection meeting, and there were about 1,000 left.

At this time, the four sects decided that the elimination tournament was over, and those who remained were eligible to enter one of the four sects. In order to stimulate the fighting spirit and potential of the monks, and to enable the four sects and those who participated in the selection to have a better selection criteria, the next step was to enter the ranking stage of the conference.

There will be four rounds of one-on-one competition between the 1,000 monks, and the winner of each round will advance until the best 100 young monks are selected. They will become the pride of the young Tianjiao, and after entering the sect in the future, they will also receive a higher status and treatment.

For the four sects, how many monks ranked within the hundred can be included in the sect also measure the heritage and glory of a sect.

In the Ranked Tournament phase, the rules no longer continue in order almost automatically as before. Rather, the monks draw lots in each round to determine their opponents. At the same time, most of the tournament platforms will also be idle. All the competitions will take place on eight jousting platforms in the middle of the arena, and on each jousting platform there will be a person from the four sects who will take on the role of host, and the monks who are called will take the stage to participate in the competition.

At the same time, the next round will only be held after all the first round of the competition is completed. Meng Yu drew his own number plate with excitement, and then waited with some apprehension.

In a short time, sixteen players appeared on the eight competition platforms. The atmosphere of the scene instantly became more and more hot, and people at the gambling place became more and more active in betting. After all, after the previous tests and battles, people also have a lot of understanding of these monks who remained.

Obviously, the three ninth-order cultivators of the Spirit Realm and some eighth-order cultivators who performed well had become the favorites to bet, but Meng Yu's previous performance did not attract much attention.

Soon, the sixteen people on the jousting platform started almost simultaneously, fighting their respective opponents in one place. The excitement of the competition at this stage is even more exciting than the knockout stage, after all, those who remain are the elite of the elite. Although there will be no more pressure to enter the sect, everyone will not relax in the slightest, and even many methods of pressing the bottom of the box were not used in the knockout stage, and they are all taken out one after another at this moment.

"Good!"

"...... Uproar"

The cheers at the scene continued, and often burst into applause. All kinds of treasures that were rare in the past are also frequently presented on various competition platforms at this moment. A variety of treasures also made the entire martial arts arena colorful.

Not only were the onlookers more enthusiastic, but even the high-level leaders of the four sects were cheering up and paying attention to the performance of the participating monks on the field.

Half a day after the game, a white-robed boy appeared on a jousting platform. At this time, all the elders of the four sects obviously set their eyes on the competition platform where the young man was. And Meng Yu's mood was also a little slower, which at least proved that at least his opponent in this round would not be this indifferent young man who cultivated at the ninth order of the Yunling Realm.

The opponent of the white-robed young man was a young man who had cultivated to the eighth order of the Yunling Realm, and the moment he saw that his opponent was a white-robed young man, his face was also full of frustration. Obviously, the opponent's previous performance in the battle was also seen by him, and he did not have the confidence to win the battle.

However, he did not give up and took the lead in the attack. It's just that although his cultivation is still outstanding among the thousands of monks, there is still a certain gap in the face of the white-robed young man. It didn't take much time, and after using the treasure technique to no avail, he was quickly defeated by the sword of the white-robed young man.

The white-robed young man's eyes flashed with cold light, and he silently wiped the blood stains on the sword body. Opposite him, the young man of the eighth order of the Spirit Realm fell in a pool of blood on the stage, and there was a sword mark on his chest. Fortunately, after examination, the boy was not worried about his life.

Actually, he was lucky, although he lost the opportunity to enter the top 100, but after all, he would be contained by the four sects. Compared with him, the person who met the white-robed boy in the knockout stage was the most unlucky. Originally, some of them were not inferior to some of those who remained. It's just because they met the white-robed boy that they lost the opportunity.

"Okay!haha, I bet right, but luckily I bought all of him and won, and it didn't disappoint me. ”

"Nonsense, this competition can be bought right by fools, but the odds are so low, is it worth being so happy?"

In the crowd, some spectators who had placed bets on the white-robed boy cheered.

"Yes, the swordsmanship is amazing, the shot is decisive and sharp, and he is a talent that can be created. Seeing this scene, there were some elders on the viewing platform commenting.

"Old Lei Tou, you don't need this look, it's in vain, people will definitely not join your Medicine King Valley. The elder of Ling Tian Pavilion said to the red-faced old man on the side, looking very joking.

The red-faced old man snorted and said, "How do you know his choice?" Besides, even if he doesn't join my Medicine King Valley, he won't join your Ling Tian Pavilion, right? ”

Regarding the old man's words, Elder Ling was speechless for a while, and he couldn't refute it. After all, most outstanding cultivators would be the first to choose to join the Thousand Yang Sect, otherwise they would also join the Yin Yang Sect, which was stronger than Ling Tiange and the Medicine King Valley, and few top masters would choose their two sects.

However, Elder Ling was still unconvinced and said, "So what? Anyway, my Ling Heavenly Pavilion is stronger than your Medicine King Valley, and I'm happy to see that you can't get what you want, haha!"

"Idiot!" The red-faced old man looked at Elder Ling in front of him, but he looked disdainful, and then said lightly: "However, compared to the white-robed young man in front of me, I would prefer that another person can join our Medicine King Valley." ”

"Oh?" Elder Ling looked puzzled, followed by a look of teasing. "Are you pretending to be a posture, right? Where will there be more excellent monks, those two ninth-order Yunling Realm? Even if there is such a person, I am afraid that people will not join your Medicine King Valley, right? In the end, it is not to be snatched away by the Thousand Yang Sect or the Yin Yang Sect. ”

Speaking of this, Elder Ling's face was also a little gloomy, and he looked very helpless. Although he always quarreled with Reimer, the relationship between the two sects seemed to be much more harmonious than with the Thousand Yang Sect. The reason why this is so is also because they are of equal strength, and they also have a bit of sympathy in front of the Thousand Yang Sect.

Seeing Elder Ling like this, the red-faced old man didn't say anything more. Instead, he cast his gaze on a corner of the crowd, intentionally or unintentionally. There, there was a slightly immature but resolute black-robed young man, who was watching the competition on the various competition platforms intently.