Everyone's eyes quickly moved down the high platform, and soon after, that familiar face clearly came into view, but this was different from the complete result they guessed, the person who fell from the high platform was not Li Yang who had fallen weakly before, but Xiao Yu who was in the upper hand, and everyone was suddenly surprised, they didn't understand why in this short moment just now, Li Yang suddenly reversed the situation, isn't it too dramatic?

"Oh yes! Senior Brother Li Yang has won, hahaha......"

Just when everyone hadn't figured out why the situation suddenly reversed, Song Daqiao's cheers rang out again in the early morning, and it didn't take long for Song Daqiao to realize that the cheers didn't seem to be good at this time, so he immediately closed his mouth, after all, there was someone under the high stage staring at him with angry eyes!

"What do you see, I've never seen a handsome guy!" Song Daqiao scolded, of course, he could only scold in his heart, it was impossible to really say it, if he was strong, he could not worry about that Xiao Yu, but he was a low-strength monk after all, and if he fought with Xiao Yu, it was completely the rhythm of looking for a fight.

"Li Yangsheng. ”

The referee's loud voice sounded, and at this time, Li Yang stepped down from the high platform and slowly walked into the crowd, and the other protagonist, Xiao Yu, also slowly stood up, he looked at Song Daqiao with cold eyes, and wanted to go over and beat this person up immediately. Fortunately, he held back, otherwise he would have to lose his name.

At the end of this battle, Qingfengmen lost a general, the momentum plummeted, Cangsong Daoren's face was difficult to see, he never thought that this time the Nine Courtyards would be martial, Qingfengmen's luck was so bad, but now, he can't completely give up because of the defeat in the first battle, as the head of Qingfengmen, he must prop up the façade, his eyes moved slightly, and fell on the indifferent Baishan not far away, at this moment, Cangsong Daoren's anger was even worse, and he blamed his bad luck completely on Baishan.

Bai Shan felt the angry gaze cast not far away, and smiled indifferently, this unintentional move made Cangsong Dao people even more angry.

Soon, the second round of the competition is about to kick off, because the candidates for the two sides are random, so no one knows who the opponent is, if a strong opponent encounters a very low strength, then it is easy to advance. Of course, this gate is also promoted because of the strong, which has a great impact on the future battle.

The reason why Qingfengmen was the first to send his eldest disciple Xiao Yu, Cangsong Dao people actually had good intentions, if they won the first game, they would inevitably rise in momentum, but he didn't expect that the other party would send Li Yang, originally Li Yang and Xiao Yu's strength was comparable, and they may not have the possibility of winning, but God doesn't seem to help them......

In the first battle, the momentum was greatly defeated, Cangsong Daoren's face was extremely ugly, and now the most proud disciple of his disciple was eliminated in the first game, and among the top ten seats, there was one less seat. On the other hand, there are several disciples with good strength, if nothing else, they will win the game, and there is no suspense, so ......

took a deep breath, although the current situation was very unfavorable to him, but Cangsong Daoren did not intend to give up, as long as they stayed for a while to fight in pairs and use it well, they still had a chance.

Soon, the second round of the competition kicked off, this time a young disciple sent by the Qingfeng Sect, this person looked very young, this look, should only be in his teens, and Dafeng Valley sent an older monk.

As soon as the two of them came on the field, the crowd began to stir.

"Oh my God, Senior Brother Baihe to Little Brother Lu Li, this ......"

"It seems that Qingfeng Gate is going to lose again this time!"

"It's not a grade of competition at all, it's not interesting. ”

"I don't think so, although Baihe's strength is far stronger than Lu Li, but Dagu Peak has lost a general because of this, and on the other hand, those in Qingfengmen, if they are lucky, they may not have the possibility of winning, and in previous years' competitions, there are often some dark horses, maybe this little Lu Li is a dark horse. ”

"You are right, if you use weak players to consume strong opponents, then even if the rest is equal in strength, it is still much better than facing strong opponents, Uncle Cangsong is worthy of being an old fox. ”

......

The two quickly exchanged hands, no surprise, and soon the competition was over, compared to the last wonderful fight, this one was obviously much weaker, basically there was nothing exciting, it was completely a battle between an elephant and a little ant.

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for your mercy. ”

After Lu Li hugged his fists and thanked him, he jumped out of the high platform, although he did not fall directly off the high platform, but he knew that no matter how hard he tried, it was impossible to achieve good results, rather than struggling hard, it was better to let go directly, and the other party was not heavy, but showed mercy everywhere, otherwise he was only afraid of being beaten and his face was red and his neck was blue.

"Shirakawa wins. ”

The referee's voice rang out again.

Dafenggu won another game, and his momentum increased greatly, but Qingfengmen lowered his head one by one and did not speak.

"It turns out that the Qingfeng Sect, like my Qingshan Sect, has fallen to the realm of withering talents! Hahaha! Senior Brother Cangsong, we are really difficult brothers!"

At this time, Bai Shan naturally would not let go of this ridicule, no, the opportunity to strike, who made this Cangsong Daoist deliberately embarrass him before?

Cangsong Daoren was about to speak, at this time, Bai Shan took the lead and said: "Although the talents of my disciples are withering, but fortunately, this time the lottery is lucky, no, the ten disciples under the door have successfully entered the second round, senior brother, your disciples have to work hard." ”

Wave after wave of ridicule, Cangsong Daoist wanted to say something, but ......

He didn't expect that this time the Nine Courtyards would be in the Ninth Courtyard Meeting, and his Qingfeng Sect would decline to this point.

Shaking his head, Cangsong Daoren smiled: "Senior Brother Baishan, don't be too happy, although you are lucky, but if you brush it all down in the second round, it will be really embarrassing." ”

"That's better than all of you who can't make it to the second round!"

Cangsong Daoren had to look at Baishan with admiration, he used to see him silent, but he didn't think that he was so powerful in raising people, and he was speechless.

"How can it be that no one has advanced to the second round, although my Qingfeng Sect has withered talents, but compared to your Qingshan faction, it is much stronger, I dare to guarantee that this time, among the top ten places, there will definitely be no people from your Qingshan faction, and my Qingfeng Sect will occupy at least one or two positions. ”

(End of chapter)