The semi-finals will be held on the second day, again at the Imperial Capital Plaza.

Unlike previous matches, this time it's up to you to draw lots to decide your opponent.

In the semi-finals yesterday, Shu Yan successfully entered the semifinals, so there are seventeen draws.

But there is a lottery among them, no matter who is drawn, you can go directly to the final.

The remaining sixteen people match their opponents according to the lottery numbers.

The signatures are:

Absolutely poured, Zhuo Ye!

Nalan prays, Chen Ruoyun!

Mu Yongyuan, Sun Zhong.

Mu Sitong, Li Anhong!

Shu Yan, Zhu Jun.

Emperor Cangyue, absolutely safe!

Han Ying, An Weijun.

Gu Ran, Xiao Zimo.

Zuo Sihao was drawn to directly enter the finals, and he did not have to participate in this competition.

Mu Yongyuan and Li Anhong did not agree, so when he drew Sun Zhong from Fengqing Academy, he privately asked Sun Zhong and Li Anhong to exchange.

Sun Zhong didn't have any opinions, and Mu Sitong, who was Mu Yongyuan's sister, naturally had no opinions.

Li Anhong was already angry at Mu Yongyuan's provocation, and when he heard that Mu Yongyuan was going to fight him, he agreed not to be outdone.

On the side of the absolute fall, he already had a holiday with Zhuo Qianfang of the Zhuo family, so naturally he didn't want to see Zhuo Qianfang's uncle Zhuo Ye.

Of course, Zhuo Ye has no good impression of Jue.

So, after the host who presided over the competition gave an order, a life-and-death battle in the ring began.

He clasped his fists and saluted, "Zhuo Er is in charge, please." ”

Zhuo Ye hugged him back, "Please." ”

As soon as Zhuo Ye's polite words fell, the big palm filled with spiritual power attacked towards the Absolute Fallen Death one meter away.

Absolute Tilt Eyes narrowed, cold light flashed, the figure suddenly steepened, Zhuo Ye's tiger and tiger fire cloud palm brushed past her chest, she raised her hand, quickly grabbed Zhuo Yeye's wrist, and the fire attribute spiritual power in the other palm smashed fiercely on Zhuo Ye's chest.

Because of the battle armor and protective shield to protect the body, the palm of the absolute surrender did not bring serious injuries to Zhuo Ye.

However, it still made Zhuo Ye's throat surge of qi and blood, he quickly suppressed the qi and blood in his throat, and a cold and cold long sword appeared in his palm, stabbing at the chest like a broken bamboo.

The speed was like lightning slashing, and the wind and lightning had pierced the chest of the absolute tilt, the corners of the lips of the absolute tilt were raised, and a smile of the snow lotus bloomed, and the demon flame in the palm of the palm burned, and it was too late to quickly grab the sword that pierced the chest, and the palm that burned the demon flame suddenly forced.

Just listening to the "boom", the sword held in the palm of the palm burned with raging flames, spreading to Zhuo Ye's palm holding the hilt of the sword at an incredible speed.

Seeing this, Zhuo Ye was horrified in his heart, and immediately let go and waved the hilt of the sword, moving as fast as shaking off a hot potato.

Despite this, the Demon Flame still burned Zhuo Ye's palm, burning Zhuo Ye's sleeves.

"Bang"

At this moment, the flaming long sword held by Jue Dump fell to the ground, making a "bang" sound, and in an instant, it turned into ashes on the ground.

When everyone in and out of the ring saw this, their eyes widened in shock, what kind of fire-based spiritual skill is this, and it has such terrifying power?

Zhuo Ye, who extinguished the fire on his sleeve, saw that his sword turned to ashes in an instant, his face was already pale and bloodless, and he was soaked in cold sweat.

If the fire just burned on his body, would the consequences be the same as this sword, turning into ashes?

He clapped his hands in a chic manner, looked at Zhuo Ye, whose face had changed greatly, and said with evil contempt: "Is Zhuo Er's master going out of the ring by himself, or will I send you out of the ring?" ”