One night passed in a blink of an eye, and the square was still crowded with people, although there were not as many people as on the first day, but it was still very lively.

At the same time, the representatives of the top ten classes have come to the square, which naturally includes Chen Langxu and Yu Pengcheng, Chen Langxu looked at the other people, on the far right, Chen Langxu found a person, Chen Langxu frowned, because he found that this person has a strange aura, but it is very familiar, this person is Mo Ting,

"Twenty of you will draw lots to decide your opponent. After speaking, the Great Elder waved his hand, and twenty balls of light appeared in the square, and twenty people, including Chen Langxu, stepped forward and put their hands into a ball of light, and then the ball of light disappeared, and each person had an extra bamboo stick in his hand, and the number was written on the bamboo stick.

"Next, draw the number one on the field!" As soon as the voice fell, the two people who drew the number one jumped onto the field,

The battle between the two was in a clash of lightning, and the outcome was decided.

After that, there are number two and number three

"Hey. Chen Langxu looked at the bamboo stick with "ten" written on it in his hand and sighed,

"Eight!" At this moment, the Great Elder shouted, Chen Langxu saw that Yu Pengcheng walked up, Chen Langxu looked at Yu Pengcheng's back, frowning, Chen Langxu had never known Yu Pengcheng's true strength before, but now he could see that he knew that one day, he would fight with Yu Pengcheng,

As soon as Yu Pengcheng and the two came to the stage, the Xuan Qi skyrocketed, and then they rushed to each other, Chen Langxu looked at the two people who were fighting in the field, at this time Yu Pengcheng controlled the spiritual fire and the Xuan Qi skillfully cooperated, and the opponent soon fell into disadvantage

"I didn't expect his cultivation of spiritual power to be a bit tricky like this. Chen Langxu thought to himself

After that, it didn't take long for the opponent to lose, Yu Pengcheng also won, Yu Pengcheng didn't say anything, and returned to his seat with a calm face.

Now there are only Chen Langxu, Mo Ting and the other two people left, it all depends on fate, because the next thing is the key, and when Chen Langxu is too strong, he can only consider himself unlucky.

"Nine!" As the Great Elder's voice sounded, the two people who didn't know came to the stage, and the battle ended quickly,

"Next, the last one!10!" Chen Langxu and Mo Ting stood up at the same time, the two looked at each other, Mo Ting's face was pale and full of disdain, while on the other hand, Chen Langxu frowned, staring at Mo Ting, feeling the strange and familiar aura coming from Mo Ting's body,

At this moment, the audience was like a dead silence, and the atmosphere was tense.