The crowd was boiling, and with the victory of the cloudy sky, it drove the enthusiasm of everyone to challenge.

A few more people challenged them, but without exception, they all failed.

At this time, there was no one in the field to challenge again, and Fang Yi had no such plans, for him, it was the same whether it was a seeded player or not, because he was not afraid of any opponent, even if it was Feng Yiyi, he was confident in fighting.

Although this cloudy day is powerful, his comprehension of sword intent is far inferior to his own.

"Okay! Since there is no one to challenge anymore, let's start grouping now, and the two sides that have just launched the challenge will be listed as the same group, and the record will be recorded, and there will be one less round of competition. Shui Rufeng said loudly.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, this is still more reasonable.

Then the elders began to arrange the grouping, and the various cultivation sections were evenly distributed, and the strength and weakness were mixed with each other.

Soon the grouping was complete.

A list of each group was erected next to each of the sixteen rings.

Everyone quickly searched for their names, some rejoiced, some complained, and all kinds of voices were heard endlessly.

"Damn, Feng Yiyi and I are in a group, it's too unreasonable. The fat man exaggerated.

It turned out that he was assigned to Feng Yiyi's No. 1 ring.

"Fatty, you're nervous! Sixteen seeded players, does it make a difference where you get it?"

Zhao Mingde glanced at him and said angrily.

The fat man was slightly stunned, and then laughed.

But no, with his strength, it is not always a loss in any group he is divided into, it is rare to be divided into other groups, and he can still win the seeded players.

"I was nervous for a while, and I was scared to death of the fat man. The fat man laughed dryly.

"Fortunately, it wasn't Fang Yi who was assigned to the No. 1 ring, otherwise it would be troublesome. ”

For a disciple like Fat Man, who lacks strength, it naturally doesn't matter which group he is assigned to.

It is related to those disciples who are strong, and those who have the strength to enter the top twenty or thirty, once they are placed in the strong group, they are very likely to lose and will not be able to enter the final top thirty-two list.

"Not bad!" Zhao Mingde nodded, looked at himself, and was assigned to the third ring.

The seeded player in the third ring is Li Zhuohong, who is also Qingyunfeng.

Speaking of Li Zhuohong, he is also extremely good, basically the most powerful disciple of Qingyun Peak.

"Fang Yi, what number of rings have you been assigned to. The fat man wondered.

Fang Yi smiled slightly and said, "Luck is not bad, Ring 12." ”

In this grouping, it is obvious that the higher the ring, the stronger the seeded players, at least the strongest on the surface.

Therefore, Fang Yi was able to get into the twelfth ring, and his luck was indeed good.

"Yes, yes!" said the fat man, excitedly.

Because in this case, Fang Yi's chances of entering the top thirty-two are much greater.

In fact, whether Fang Yi could turn out to be top thirty-two, neither of them had much doubt, after all, Fang Yi had repelled Leng Xingkong with a sword half a month ago.

I'm afraid that Fang Yi's grouping is not good.

Now that they learned that Fang Yi had been assigned to the twelfth ring, both of them were very happy.

"The seeded player in the twelfth ring is Ma Wenyuan from Lingyun Peak, Fang Yi, no matter what this time, you have to fight for our Qingyun Peak. ”

The fat man seemed to have a sense of collective honor, and said quite seriously, and Zhao Mingde on the side also nodded vigorously.

Fang Yi smiled slightly and said, "Do your best!"

With the completion of the grouping, the competition in each ring is about to begin.

"Everyone!"

The sound of water like a peak sounded.

"This competition, each person each fight ten rounds, winner against winner, loser against loser, after ten rounds, the two best results advanced to the top 32, if the results are the same, look at the relationship between the winner and the loser, if there is no relationship between the winner and the loser, an extra game. ”

This rule has long been known to everyone, so naturally there is no objection.

Shui Rufeng nodded with satisfaction, and then Dabi officially began.

"Zhou Qingyuan, Yuan Xinyou come to power!"

On the twelfth ring, an elder shouted loudly, and two disciples immediately entered the ring.

At the same time, fifteen other rings were also competing at the same time.

The entire Reincarnation Peak Square suddenly fell into a crazy shout, and the noise shook the sky.

The disciples who came to the stage in the first few games had relatively low cultivation levels, and they ended very quickly.

Fang Yi looked at the battle table next to the ring, it was still early for him to go on stage, so he planned to go to see the fat man and Zhao Mingde.

As soon as I arrived at the No. 3 ring, I saw a figure being knocked out of the ring.

The next moment, an elder said in a loud voice: "Zhao Mingde, Liu Xin came to power." ”

Hearing Zhao Mingde's name, Fang Yi suddenly stopped.

The fat man also came over at this time, and the number one ring and the third ring were close together, and he obviously heard the sound from this side.

"Fang Yi, you're here too, hehe. The fat man smirked twice, then looked into the ring.

"It's Zhao Mingde's turn so soon, look at it, I don't know if this kid can win. ”

The fat man said with concern.

Fang Yi smiled faintly and said, "You still care about yourself! With your true figure, although your cultivation is a little higher than him, your endurance is obviously inferior." ”

When the fat man heard this, he immediately glanced at Fang Yi angrily.

At this time, Zhao Mingde and his opponent had also entered the ring, and after the two symbolically saluted, they exchanged hands in an instant.

Zhao Mingde's opponent, Xiu Wei was on par with him, and the battle was very fierce.

The fat man looked extremely nervous and couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Fang Yi, can Zhao Mingde win!, why do I think it's so mysterious!" the fat man asked with a puzzled expression.

His strength is not much higher than the two on stage, so he can't judge it.

"Don't worry! Zhao Mingde will definitely win this game. ”

Fang Yi said with a smile, he still knows Zhao Mingde's strength quite well, and with his half-month guidance, it is only a matter of time before he wins the opponent.

"Yes, how did Zhao Mingde become so powerful, I remember that he only cultivated the fifth level of the Spirit Sea half a month ago, how did he suddenly break through to the peak of the sixth level of the Spirit Sea, my good man. ”

"yes, I remember, oh no, this kid is going to fly. ”

"Look, Liu Xin may not be able to hold on, Zhao Mingde has become so violent. ”

There were disciples who knew the two of them under the ring, and they were obviously puzzled by Zhao Mingde's sudden hint of strength.

When the fat man heard these voices, he was very proud.

It seems that he is imagining that when he takes the stage himself, the people below will also say the same about him.

With that smug look on his face, Fang Yi couldn't help but laugh at it.

Boom!

At this time, there was a muffled sound in the ring, and a figure was hit and retreated again and again, almost falling into the ring.

"Well done!" exclaimed the fat man, excitedly.

Zhao Mingde's opponent knew that he was defeated, so he automatically admitted defeat.

This is undoubtedly a wise choice, because there are still nine more fierce battles to come.

Zhao Mingde hugged his fists and got out of the ring with a proud face.

"Good boy, I can't see that you are so powerful. The fat man hurriedly greeted him at this time.