The western VIP seat, Nie Yuan, and Nie Wu sat on the chair, beside him was a cold middle-aged man, Leng Qianqiu, the criminal law elder of the Inner Sect of the Ice Yuan Sect, and a charming woman with red hair and flying hair, with a beautiful face, bloodthirsty light flashing in her blood-red pupils, Mo Chou, the third elder of the Inner Sect of the Blood Martial Sect!

"The level of players in this Elite Challenge can catch up with the last Genius Tournament!" Nie Yuan's face was solemn, looking at the players on the field who were gradually declining.

"But this genius competition is destined to be much stronger than the last time, not to mention the intervention of the royal family, just these top geniuses who have just emerged are also deeply worried for us sects" Leng Qianqiu stared at the blue figures on the field with cold eyes, and there was a faint trace of worry in his heart, this time in order to vacate a few places in the sect, they specially let the top twenty in the sect, five disciples from the imperial capital rushed to participate, although there were them among the 150 people left, but, except for Li Qingping, The other four finished in the top 20 without even thinking about it!

"Hehe, you all let Li Qingping and Hei Ruoyan participate, I'm afraid that the 20 places in the imperial capital will have to be swallowed up by you again this time!" Nie Yuan said with a smile, Li Qingping and Hei Ruoyan are the top five inner disciples of the Ice Plain and the Blood Martial Sect, and they happen to be from the Li family in the imperial capital, the Hei family, so they can naturally win the top 20 rankings!

"Nie Fox, didn't you send a light wait to participate!" Mo Chou's delicate willow eyebrows were slightly curled, and the corners of his mouth were slanted upward, quite disdainful.

Nie Yuan chuckled silently, indeed, how could Qing Yuanhou not be the supreme genius in their sect~~~

"Stop! 150 has been selected, light everyone go to the sidelines of the 10 barrels to draw their own number plate 1-150 row number, the second round of the duel is the use of the round of the system, the duel is randomly generated! Start now! ”

Zuo Wei raised his eyebrows and followed everyone to the sidelines. chose a bucket casually, for Zuo Wei, the numbers were not important at all, so he didn't bother to use his mental power to probe the number plate inside, so he simply had to take out a wooden card from it.

Number 13, not bad. A stat she really likes. Maybe in the West, thirteen represents ominous, but she is particularly preferred~~~

"This number in your hand should belong to this prince~~" A clear voice. Zuo Wei looked sideways, Ao Qingyu smiled brightly, I have to say. Among the princes, Ao Qingyu is the most sunny and cheerful prince, so Ao Xingtian is also very partial to him. But Zuo Wei ~~~

"What comes to me never belongs to anyone else!" Zuo Wei looked at the wooden card in his hand lightly, No. 30, it's really, life!

Ao Qingyu has never seen someone so unkind to him, Rao is like this, he is not angry. Maybe it's curiosity, greed for freshness. Maybe it's because of something else, anyway, Zuo Wei is an interesting person, and he is very interested in her, there is no doubt about it!

150 people each drew their own number plates and registered, and then walked out of the field, the two sides of the duel were also produced by random drawing, and in front of hundreds of thousands of people, princes and nobles, Zuo Wei did not suspect that there was a cat in it.

"In the first game, No. 25 Jing Ke vs. 88 Si Qiu Mei" Cha Bee took out two wooden cards and shouted.

Brush, two figures jumped on the stage, Zuo Wei raised his eyebrows, I didn't expect the first scene to be someone I knew, Si Qiumei, Jing Ke!

Lingfeng Academy and Aolai Academy have been at odds for a long time, coupled with the fuse ignited before, the first game is undoubtedly full of gunsmoke, although Jing Ke is still the image of a cool brother!

For the first game, the audience is also quite interested, this one, is of great significance!

It's game on!

Sword light slashes, brilliant fire attacks, and the competition between elementals and martial artists!

Si Qiumei is also worthy of being a seed player of Lingfeng Academy, a general-level mid-grade elemental master, and does not contain any water, so she is on a par with Jing Ke!

"This guy can actually tie with Jing Ke, Lingfeng Academy is really not an ordinary person! Zuo Wei, who do you think will win? Er Lanqing sighed with a sigh, he had competed with Jing Ke a few times, but there were only winners and losers, and he couldn't assert who was stronger than whom, and by analogy, that very indebted Si Qiu Mei and he were also between him!

"I don't know what to do!" Zuo Wei simply had to make up her mind directly, in a game between the two sides that were evenly matched, where was it so easy to judge the winner or loser in advance, she was not one of those old men!

Liu Buxiu didn't care about this at the moment, but looked at some directions of the audience with a deep face, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, why did so many masters suddenly appear in the imperial capital!

Mu Yaoji glanced at Liu from the corner of his eyes, and then turned his gaze to Zuo Wei, a smile blooming under the mask, strange and mysterious, but no one appreciated it.

Zuo Wei turned his head and saw the golden mask opposite, the deep meaning in Mu Yaosi's deep pupils, and frowned, what kind of gaze is this, as if he is calculating what she is, he is really a nasty guy!

Bang, with a round of the long sword in Jing Ke's hand, a huge whirlpool of force exploded on Si Qiumei's body.

The blood light smeared into the air, and Si Qiumei fell to the ground and fainted.

Putting away his sword and walking out of the arena, Jing Ke never showed any other expressions from beginning to end, and his face was still expressionless.

"You kid, you're fighting for our academy!" Er Lanqing fisted for a while, with an obvious smile on his face, even Jiang Jinglun and Mo Tianyu did not hide a trace of joy, even if the usual battle was fierce, they were all people from Aolai Academy!

Jing Ke nodded slightly, and his gaze turned to Zuo Wei.

"It's amazing!" Zuo Wei said softly. "It's still fun to fight with you!" Jing Kemumu's expression crossed a trace of entanglement, and said lightly.

Zuo Wei smiled and did not speak.

Ye Shalan lazily leaned against the wall, her eyes fixed on a corner, silent.

"In the second game, No. 30 Ao Qingyu vs. No. 13 Zuo Wei!"

"Thirteen against thirty, it's quite interesting!" Someone in the audience laughed.

"Do you say that this Zuo Wei has a grudge against the royal family, first the fifth prince, and then the thirteenth prince, if you are lucky again, and then meet the prince, it will be interesting!"

"That's true!"

Everyone whispered, and even the people in the VIP table were quite surprised.

"This Zuo Wei is really an unlucky child, hehe!" With the ears of Mo Chou and a few people, he could naturally hear their conversation clearly.

Nie Yuan, Nie Yuan glanced at each other, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Nie Wu didn't know that Lu Dao Zuo Wei later advanced to the general level, based on the first time he met Lu and saw Zuo Wei, and the situation of fighting, Zuo Wei would never be able to defeat the thirteen princes who had been promoted to the general level! And Nie Yuanzhi Dao Zuo Wei has only recently advanced to the general level, although the Thirteen Princes are also only advanced to the general level, but under the cultivation of huge royal resources, he has attacks and means far beyond those of the same level, and is much more powerful than the average general-level middle-grade elemental master!

In the Taiyuan realm, the level of cultivation is not the only criterion for measuring people's strength, the power difference between Xuan-level and yellow-level exercises, and the power of earth-level and Xuan-level exercises is several times, and there are all kinds of mysterious and weird attack methods, which are simply unguardable, so there are more powerful people in the Taiyuan world, and it has become a law in the Taiyuan world, unless the genius from a poor background is too demonic, or has an adventure, otherwise it is difficult to beat a genius from a family!

A man in Tsing Yi who was nearly 30 years old stood outside the arena, with a sallow complexion, ordinary facial features, short gray-black hair flying in unison, a wisp of bangs slightly covering his eyes, and his cold gaze stopped on Zuo Wei's body, faintly flashing a trace of hatred!

Qian Lun, Mu Qing and the others were all worried, although they knew that Dao Zuo Wei had defeated Jing Ke, but the Thirteen Princes were general-level elementals with huge resources! And with the extremely strong support of the royal family, this battle is hard to say!

Dina is not worried at all, Zuo Wei's girl has always been unpredictable, she is just waiting to see the surprised look of others!

"Your Majesty, the Thirteenth Prince is only 19 years old and is already a general-level elemental master, and in the past hundred years, he is also a top ten genius! And the third prince was promoted to the rank of general at the age of 18, and the two princes are both gifted genius leaders," a minister sat behind Ao Xingtian and complimented.

Ao Xingtian glanced at him lightly, and said lukewarmly, "Then you mean, aren't the other princes of the Lone King geniuses?" "Don't think that he doesn't know that this minister is attached to Ao Qinglie, but he is also smart, and he brings out that Ao Qinglie is the most talented of the five princes of the royal family by praising the thirteen princes, hum, but how can he let him get his wish!

The minister brushed it, cold sweat burst out, and secretly glanced at the backs of the eighth prince and the fourth prince in front of him, and said tremblingly, "The minister is guilty, it is the minister who lost his words, all the princes are the pillars of the country, and their talents are also extremely good!" ”

"Humph!" Ao Xingtian snorted coldly, turned his head sideways and said to Ao Qingxuan, "Xuan'er, your thirteenth brother is really good, but if you want, you can go up and have fun!" ”

Except for the minister whose face was like dirt and couldn't stop wiping his sweat, the other officials all had deep meaning in their eyes, it seems that the king's heart is indeed placed on the eighth prince!

Ao Qinghan was still cold, his slender fingers picked up the white jade teacup in front of him, and the knuckle joints were faintly white.

Brush, the afterimage swept by, Zuo Wei jumped up the steps, and Ao Qingyu was standing in front of her with a smile on his face.

"Look, I said, you and I are really destined, and we are both elementals of the general level, you have to be merciful!" Ao Qingyu said with a smile, his handsome face was even more striking with a sunny smile, and some young female students or female cultivators were all fascinated.

Zuo Wei looked at him lazily, silent, and showed mercy to his subordinates? I'm afraid she doesn't need to, but she is very curious about some special methods of the royal family......

"Let's go!" With a command, the battle begins! (To be continued)