All this happens...... It was quite sudden.

The sixty-four and thirty-two battles were both raised on the cloud platform, and after the sixty-four battle, the color had completely darkened.

Torches are lit on the cloud platform, and the moonlight illuminates the summer night as if it were day.

It is true that the summer night is dark, but the high platform halfway up the mountain is not as wide as the original horse farm, and the whole platform suddenly becomes extremely hot after lighting the torch.

From early morning to dark, the total time of the chess game has exceeded five hours and ten hours. That is, the cultivator can continue to play in this situation, but no matter what, the iron fighter will not be able to hold on, and after the start of the thirty-two battle, some chess players will start to make frequent mistakes.

Another reason for rapid chess began to appear.

"The game of board number eight is coming to an end." Jiang Yuanyuan, who was fanned by the palace people on the high platform, yawned, "If we all make mistakes like this, this round should be over soon." ”

If Ying Baoyue's rapid chess in the morning was caused by her unexpected moves and endless pitfalls, the rapid chess games of today are the result of the mistakes of the players who have begun to lose their attention.

"At this time, the competition will begin to be true." Ji Jiashu stood beside him and said lightly.

There is no big gap in the strength of each Rao chess player who can stay in this round, but it is rare to be able to maintain concentration and physical strength at this time and ensure that he does not make mistakes.

And if you make a mistake and are caught by your opponent, then this game is here.

Sure enough, the end bell rang on the cloud platform, and as Jiang Yuanyuan expected, the chess game on the eighth chessboard was over.

"Sure enough, I won," Jiang Yuanyuan said, he looked at the jubilant disciples of the Northern Han Pavilion, "It's the Northern Wei Dynasty again......"

"Because there are a lot of people left in the Northern Wei Dynasty," Tuoba Xun said with a smile.

Among the thirty-two people, the Northern Wei Dynasty alone accounted for twelve people, although each individual battle was calculated by himself, but in this case, it seemed that any country with more people seemed to be powerful.

Unlike the Former Qin Civil War that appeared in the previous round, although there were many people in the Northern Wei Dynasty, there were not too many civil wars drawn.

"After this game, I can probably leave about half of the Northern Wei Dynasty." Tuoba Xun smiled.

"Half?" Jiang Yuanyuan was a little surprised when he heard this, after all, there were only about six people in half, which was a little inconsistent with the current momentum of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

"After all, there is one who will definitely win," Tuoba Xun shrugged, listening to the chess moves on the No. 1 chessboard reported by Wang Zhusheng in his ear.

The No. 1 chessboard naturally belongs to the first Yinghuyue in the previous game.

Her opponent this time was a rank sixth-level Northern Han Pavilion disciple.

"Someone on the No. 1 chessboard threw in the towel." At this time, the bell of the end rang again on the stage.

The disciples of the Northern Han Pavilion did not make a mistake, but the chess game was also completely over at the time of eighty moves. At a time that everyone didn't expect, Ying Baoyue won again.

"The former Qin princess won again......"

"This seems to be the real thing......"

"Huh? It's over there? ”

The people around looked at this result and discussed it again, and the expressions on their faces gradually changed from disbelief to extremely complicated. However, many people in the former Qin retracted their gaze from another game and looked at the No. 1 chessboard in amazement.

"It is estimated that not many people in the former Qin people paid attention to her game this time," Tuoba Xun on the high platform said sarcastically.

If there were too many people left in the Northern Wei Dynasty, then there were too few people left in the Former Qin.

There are only two people left in the audience, and one Rao's identity is still a little complicated. At this time, almost all the people of the former Qin pinned their hopes on Huo Zhan.

Women can't practice, in the eyes of most cultivators, Ying Baoyue is not an orthodox cultivator, Huo Zhan is.

"If they were still in the mood to watch the excitement before, but now Qin Rao's attention is on the lone seedling in their hearts." Jiang Yuanyuan smiled and said sarcastically.

But having said that, reality is indeed reality.

Ideas that have existed for thousands of years are not so easy to change.

Jiang Yuanyuan thought about it, if the princess of Xia Nanchu participated in the junior ceremony with him, I am afraid that even the ministers who mocked him before that he was not as good as his eldest brother would still choose to support him.

This is the real situation of the nuns.

But the irony is that even in such adversity, it was the princess who won first.

Even those who thought of a weak female cultivator didn't have a chance to speak.

"In a chess game where no one makes a mistake, she is still the first person," Ji Jiashu said quietly.

The former Qin people were in a complicated mood when they watched this scene, but before they could go back to watch Huo Zhan's chess game, the bell of the end sounded in their ears again.

"The thirteenth chessboard has been decided!"

"Northern Wei, Mo Huasheng!"

With the announcement of the examiner, the eyes of the former Qin cultivators widened.

"Thirteenth chessboard? The one of the eldest son of Huo? ”

"Master Huo lost?"

"What is the origin of this person called Mo Hua, not a disciple of the Northern Han Pavilion?"

"This former Qin ...... There's only one person left? ”

A thousand words come together into one sentence.

Huo Zhan lost to the Northern Wei people, and by the time of the previous Qin cultivators, except for Ying Baoyue, all the troops had been wiped out.

People didn't even have time to react, and the game went on like a hurricane.

The battle of thirty-two people is over, and the top 16 are decided. It was late at night when the game was over, and many of the people watching the game had already left, anyway, they knew that if they came back in the morning, the game would still be in the school

The top 16 have been decided, and the position of the duel is one level higher, and the battle platform above the Liaoyun platform is all over the clouds.

At this point, the war game has also entered a white-hot stage.

Among the sixteen people decided, six were from Northern Wei, three from Southern Chu, and two were left from Eastern Wu, Zhongtang and Later Liao.

And Qianqin, there is only one person left.

Guichen looked at the slender figure standing in the center of the battle platform amid the stunned discussion of the Qin people beside him.

She is their hope.

Except for Ying Baoyue, the rest of the cultivators at this time were finally some people he knew.

He knew at least half of the sixteen.

Among the remaining six people in the Northern Wei Dynasty, he knew Meng Shi, Mo Hua and He Lancheng, and among the four people in Southern Chu were Xu Yishan and Chen Zihan...... There is also Ye Siyuan, and Zhao Guang is among the two people in Dongwu.

He didn't know much about the people in Hou Liao and Zhongtang, but the stepsons of these two countries stayed, and they knew the names in the end.

And everything means that the next sixteen-person battle will be a duel between these top-level cultivators.

"Wait, where is there only one person left in Qianqin, and there is only one Qianqin princess left in the cultivators below the sixth level, right?!"

At this time, an exclamation sounded in the crowd, and Guichen was shocked.

That's right, at this time, except for Ying Baoyue, the rest of the people on the stage are all sixth-level cultivators.

No matter who you fight next, it will be a fierce battle.

"The draw for the Battle of the Sixteen begins!"

With the sound of the examiner's draw, sure enough, the masters he knew collided with the masters.

Ying Baoyue was also drawn to the disciple of the Northern Han Pavilion again.

But to Guichen's surprise, this time in the Battle of the Sixteen, there was a civil war for the first time among the Northern Wei people.

One of Helan Chengwai's three disciples of the Northern Han Pavilion confronted Meng Shi.

The other person...... then faced Helan Chang

Among the rest, Zhao Guang faced Mo Hua, Chen Zihan faced Xu Yishan, and Ye Siyuan faced Hou Liao's stepson.

Every chess game is a big scene, and a fierce battle is about to break out.