It's not just that Ye Zhen is bored in the group points round, but most of the other martial artists, especially the seeded players in each group, are bored in the group points round.

The warriors who can break into the group points game are the elite of the elite, and most of them are very wise, and they all know that the group points game is not the time to fight hard.

However, just because they don't fight against the seeded players in each group doesn't mean they don't fight against others.

For example, Mei Yuanju, a true disciple of Qi Yun Sect, fought hard with a fivefold martial artist of the Spirit Transformation Realm in the final round, and finally won a crushing victory with serious injuries.

The result was his position in the second group, rising from fifth to fourth.

According to the rules of the ranking competition, the fifth place in each group competes for the ranking of 49th to 60th, but the fourth place competes for the ranking of 37th to 48th.

In the last desperate position, he ranked on the Black Dragon List and directly jumped a notch.

Of course, more people are like Wen Zimo, a rational choice.

There was no word all night, and almost everyone was seizing all the time to heal and recover, and after three consecutive days of high-intensity fighting, almost everyone was injured except for the seeded players.

"Ye Zhen, Caiyi, Mei Yuanju, Wu Mingda, the four of you remember! Now that you have all entered the ranking competition of the Black Dragon List, no matter what, you will get a place on the Black Dragon List.

However, what the old man wants to tell you is that if possible, on the premise of being sure that your life is not hindered, you should try your best to obtain a higher ranking on the Black Dragon List, because the ranking on the Black Dragon List may affect your life!"

"Understood!"

"Hmm!"

"Good!"

.......

"Do you think that Elder Ji's emphasis is an old man's talk? The ranking of the Black Dragon List will affect a lifetime, but no one knows what kind of impact it is?" Seventh Elder Zhong Lijing spoke.

"The old man is here to tell you what kind of influence it is!"

Seventy-five years ago, Fu Dongxing participated in the competition of the Black Dragon List and won the third place in the Black Dragon List, and now, he is already a rare Vein Casting Realm powerhouse in the Black Dragon Domain. ”

Speaking of this, Zhong Lijing sighed lightly, "The old man participated in the Black Dragon List competition in the same class as Fu Dongxing, but the old man only barely made it to the Black Dragon List back then, sixty-nine. ”

"Not only that, but now the famous powerhouses in the Black Dragon Domain, like the head Guo Qijing, the head of the Lishui Sect Chu Taiping, and the head of the Jianyuan Sect to teach the fish into the sea, are all the top ten powerhouses on the black dragon list that year, like the fish into the sea, and they were the first on the black dragon list that year. ”

"What do you mean, old man....... Do you understand?" Zhong Lijing asked.

At this moment, a solemn look appeared in the eyes of Ye Zhen and the four of them, and they nodded heavily at the same time.

"Okay, let's go to their respective fights! By the way, in this ranking competition, the old man will not give Ye Zhen and Caiyi a bet, you are strong, you are hard, let's go and give Mei Yuanju and Wu Mingda some leisure!"

.......

"Ladies and gentlemen, the group points stage ended yesterday, and the top six teams in each group have been decided. Today, the much-anticipated Black Dragon Ranking Tournament is about to begin. In the sky, Qingyi spoke again.

However, what the old man wants to emphasize is that the competition for the ranking tournament of the Black Dragon List will be even more fierce, and every martial artist will go all out, and it will be difficult to leave room for it.

Therefore, once the master comes to power, it is deemed that he has automatically signed the life and death form, and it does not matter whether he is dead or alive!

If you dare to make trouble from any sect, the old man will never be soft!"

After a pause, Qingyi said again: "Of course, God has the virtue of a good life, and in this competition, you must not deliberately harm people's lives......."

Qingyi, who is the temporary archdeacon of the Black Dragon Ancient Land, still said the same thing, but these are the proper meanings of the question.

"Now, the qualifying match for the Black Dragon List has officially begun!"

"The martial artist who won the first place in each group of points competition will compete in the No. 8 ring with the widest field of vision and the widest surrounding area, so as to facilitate your ......."

Hula!

Before Qingyi's words landed, those martial artists who came from afar to watch the battle crowded towards the No. 8 ring like crazy, and in an instant, they surrounded the No. 8 ring, and the other rings only left some relatives and friends of the participating martial artists or elders of the division.

Everyone knows that the battle for the first to twelfth place is the most tragic and exciting.

The No. 8 ring, which competed for the first to twelfth places, was personally presided over by Qing Yi, the temporary archdeacon of the Black Dragon Ancient Land.

"I believe that the rules of the ranking match are already clear, a group of 12 people, each person only needs to play 11 games, two points for a win, one point for a draw, zero points for a loss, and finally a ranking is determined by points.

If someone dies in a battle, then the points of other warriors who have not competed with this person will fall on the body of the slasher, so let me give you an example. ”

Qingyi's gaze moved and fell on Ye Zhen.

"If Bu Changtian and Ye Zhen compete, Bu Changtian killed Ye Zhen, and Mo Xinshui and Zuo Bin did not fight Ye Zhen......."

As soon as Qingyi said this, the eyes of the others all fell on Ye Zhen, and Bu Changtian looked at Ye Zhen with a playful expression.

After all, most of the people present knew that Bu Changtian and Ye Zhen were not going to deal with each other, and if Bu Changtian and Ye Zhen competed, it would definitely be a life-and-death battle.

At this time, Qingyi directly said that Ye Zhen was killed by Bu Changtian, this intention was a bit playful, and it smelled of a curse.

Ye Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a dangerous light.

However, the pretty face of Caiyi beside Ye Zhen sank sharply, and he was about to attack on the spot. You can use an analogy, but you can use irrelevant people, in this way, it is equivalent to cursing Ye Zhen, how can the colorful clothes be tolerated.

Seeing that Caiyi was about to attack, Ye Zhen gently held Caiyi's hand, pulled it down, and comforted Caiyi.

And Mo Xinshui and Zuo Bin were killed because Ye Zhen was killed, and they didn't compete with Ye Zhen, so they lost the points in this game, thus missing a game.

Then, Mo Xinshui and Zuo Bin's lack of points in this game will fall on Bu Changtian, the person who killed Ye Zhen, if Mo Xinshui and Zuo Bin can defeat Bu Changtian, who killed Ye Zhen, they will get an additional victory point in a game, if not, the result is clear to everyone. ”

Ye Zhen gently pinched Caiyi's fingers, calming Caiyi's emotions, but his expression became more and more serious, although Ye Zhen was very dissatisfied with Qingyi's example of using him as a dead man, but Ye Zhen heard a strong smell of blood from Qingyi's words!

Even this kind of situation where a martial artist dies in advance and others miss the number of martial arts matches has been supplemented by rules, and you can imagine how bloody this final ranking match will be.

"Regarding the order of the competition, this final ranking match is very arbitrary, and everyone has to fight against other opponents anyway, so let's challenge freely, and everyone can only take the initiative to challenge up to six times.

In addition, in principle, a person can only challenge or fight once in a round, and of course, it is another matter if he is willing!"

"Let's get started!"

Qingyi's figure rose steeply, hanging above the No. 8 dragon head ring.

Around the ring, countless chatters have sounded.

"You say, who will be the number one black dragon on the list this time?"

"Then you need to ask, besides the playboy of the Tiannan flower family, who else can there be?"

"What about the flowers?"

"Then it's hard to say, Bu Changtian, Mo Xinshui, Tao Hui, and that wild plain are all very strong, Bu Changtian has a bigger grasp, right?"

"What about Ye Zhen, Ye Zhen is also very strong, and that colorful clothes are also very mysterious. ”

"You stupid, didn't you hear Elder Qingyi say just now, Bu Changtian will kill Ye Zhen?"

"Isn't that an example?"

"Every word and deed of the big man is well-thought-out and has deep meaning, you think you are like us, just shout casually. The warrior who spoke was given a blank look.

Everyone was talking here, but there was no martial artist in the No. 8 ring.

The reason is simple, no one wants to be the first to play.

At this level, it is impossible for anyone to hide their secrets, and if you play later, you will have the advantage of playing later, you can observe the reality of the belligerents, and formulate a response strategy first.

Feeling that no one was challenged, the old god was half-closed, and Hua Wushuang's eyes opened sharply, and he had the meaning of playing.

But at this moment, Ye Zhen's body moved, and he was the first to sweep the No. 8 dragon head ring.

Seeing Ye Zhen jumping into the leading ring, everyone's expressions looked at Ye Zhen with some nervousness, I don't know who Ye Zhen will challenge first?

Ye Zhen didn't say who he wanted to challenge, but Ye Zhen's knife-like gaze shot at one person in the audience.

In the next moment, under Ye Zhen's gaze, the true disciple of the Phantom God Sect took the step of the long sky and swept onto the martial fighting platform.

"Ye Zhen, the unfinished battle between the two demon servants will be completed by us!"

"Actually, the ending is doomed!The Cloud Wing Tiger has become the Cloud Wing Tiger King, and the Wind Wing Thunder Eagle is dead!" Ye Zhen unceremoniously stimulated Bu Changtian.

Any big psychological or emotional fluctuation will affect the play of strength.

Bu Changtian's eyes first turned red, and then a sharp light appeared, "Yes, I don't think so, in fact, your death has already been predicted!"

"Let's take it!"

Bu Changtian's palms flickered, and the majestic spiritual power exploded instantly, and the stacks of palm shadows immediately imprinted towards Ye Zhen like a rushing river, and the movement seemed to be vibrating even in the ring.

As soon as he got started, Bu Changtian used his famous stunt, a thousand palms!

"Good time!"

Boom!

The Xuanyang sword suddenly came out of its sheath, the sword light was like electricity, and the wind and thunder sword gang with a muffled thunderous sound rushed towards the stacks of palm shadows like ocean waves.

Almost at the same time, Ye Zhen's divine thoughts suddenly sank towards the first sword vein and sword heart were clear.

From the moment he came to power, it was destined that the battle between Ye Zhen and Bu Changtian was a battle of life and death, and he must go all out!