The ancestral land of the Mo family, the martial arts field.

After almost an hour of rest, the second round of the Yuanling Conference officially began.

In the previous 20 groups, in addition to the 20 heavenly prides who directly won the quota without participating in the competition, 40 promotion places were born.

Among the 121 people who were eliminated before, after nearly half an hour of fighting, another 10 people were lucky to get the last 10 places.

However, everyone understands that these 10 people, in the first round of the competition, consumed too much physical strength and energy, even if they barely entered the second round, because the rest time was too short, it was impossible to go farther, at most it was just a foil.

However, these 10 lucky winners, after getting a place in the second round at the last moment, they are actually very satisfied.

These people, the strength is not strong, they came to participate in the Yuan Ling Conference, it is just to add an experience of fighting, no one will expect them to win any ranking.

However, if they can enter the second round of the Yuan Ling Conference, they can be regarded as having a face for their sect, and they will definitely be rewarded by the sect when they go back.

Although these 10 warriors have the qualifications to enter the second round of the competition, in fact, it is equivalent to a big gift to other warriors.

Whoever chooses these 10 people by lottery will definitely feel lucky as if they have won the lottery.

Soon, all 70 people who advanced to the second round drew their own number plates.

A set of thirty-five number plates, whoever gets the number plate of the same number is the opponent of the second round of the competition.

At the beginning of the second round of the competition, Mo Qingyu finally saw Shen Li again.

Since saying goodbye to the Shen family in Thundercloud Town, it was the first time for the two of them to meet, after all, this time they came to the Mo family to participate in the Yuan Ling Conference, as an outsider, Shen Li was not qualified to move around.

And Mo Qingyu is also struggling in the Mo family now, and it is not easy to find Shen Li.

The two were separated by a long distance, and they could only look at each other silently, but they couldn't say a word.

Looking at Mo Qingyu's haggard expression, Shen Li couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and wanted to walk over and hold her in his arms, protect her well, and take care of her.

In the previous life, Shen Li had always been filled with hatred, and he had never seriously liked someone.

Unexpectedly, in this life, he was so distressed about a girl that he couldn't help but want to protect her.

Mo Qingyu was very happy to see Shen Li successfully advance to the second round, no matter what, this was already something to be proud of for him who was born in a small family in Thundercloud Town.

Although she knew that Shen Li had entered the Qiyun Sect, she didn't know how he got the qualifications to enter the Mo family's ancestral land and participate in the Yuan Ling Conference?

She didn't know about the relationship between Shen Li and Chu Yingshuang. Moreover, Chu Yingshuang had never mentioned Shen Li in front of Mo Qingyu.

Seeing the undisguised distress in Shen Li's eyes, Mo smiled softly, isn't what a girl wants most is the care and distress of the person she likes?

Mo Qingyu nodded slightly, reassuring Shen Li that she was fine, and then she pulled a bamboo stick before turning around and leaving.

The number in Shen Li's hand was number 17, and he was a little worried about whether he would draw it with Chu Yingshuang or Mo Qingyu, in that case, it would be troublesome.

Fortunately, the worst result did not appear, and the one who also drew the 17th was a warrior who looked old and had a cold look on his face.

After the martial artist saw that his number plate was the same as Shen Li's, and confirmed that his opponent in the second round was Shen Li, an undisguised expression of excitement appeared on his face.

Although Shen Li was very brave in the first round, beating Mo Xingyu, who was known as "Mo Family Exercises, the first domineering", to the point where he had no power to fight back, but only the 10 people in their group and the people from the next few groups had really watched the fight.

Other martial artists are all engrossed in the competition of their own group, where is the time to care about the situation of the martial arts competition of other groups?

Although this martial artist later heard the news that Shen Li had beaten Mo Xingyu to pieces, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Because, he is a martial artist of the fifth layer of the Condensation Realm, if he meets Mo Xingyu, he can also beat Mo Xingyu to pieces.

In his opinion, Shen Li, a little guy on the second layer of the Blood Exchange Realm, was able to defeat Mo Xingyu because he was afraid that he relied on brute force, and he was not afraid.

For him, it was definitely his luck to meet Shen Li's opponent in the second round.

Because his cultivation method is extremely special, with the cultivation of the fifth layer of the Condensation Gang Realm, he can definitely match the martial artists who have cultivated above the seventh level of the Condensation Gang Realm.

Therefore, in the face of Shen Li, he has absolute certainty to defeat him and successfully enter the third round.

Shen Li also saw the excitement and disdain on the face of the martial artist, and he was immediately unhappy in his heart.

No one will be happy to be looked down upon like this!

But there is no way, who let Shen Li be the one with the lowest realm on the bright side in the second round of the Yuan Ling Conference?

If you want to be respected by others, you must let him see your strength with his own eyes!

Since you think it's your luck to choose me Shen Li, then I'll let you see if it's your luck or mine's luck!

Soon, the draw was over.

Although Chu Yingshuang's luck was not good, she couldn't draw the 10 people who finally advanced, but her opponent was only a martial artist of the seventh layer of the Ning Gang Realm.

With her cultivation at the peak of the twelfth layer of the Condensation Realm, she could easily defeat her opponent.

The martial artist who got the same number as Chu Yingshuang was a genius of a seven-star sect, and he was originally very sure of entering the third round of the Yuan Ling Conference.

When he knew that his opponent was Chu Yingshuang, the little princess of the Feiyang Chu family, his face suddenly changed, and he cried with a sad face, and he didn't have any courage to challenge at all.

It seems that he is also struggling, whether to admit defeat directly, or let go of his hands and feet and work hard to see if there will be a miracle.

And Mo Qingyu's luck was better, the number drawn was twenty-nine, and the one who drew the same number plate as her was one of the last ten people who barely squeezed into the second round.

After the martial artist learned that his opponent was the little princess of the Mo family, he didn't even think about it, and directly chose to admit defeat.

Mo Qingyu won without a fight, successfully got the place to enter the third round, walked to the table on the side, and sat down to eat melons and fruits.

Most of the remaining nine martial artists who finally qualified for the second round chose to admit defeat.

Only the only one from the eight-star sect who was not very valued by the outer disciple did not choose to admit defeat directly, but fought with the opponent.

After just one stick of incense, the draw ended, and the 35 rings were reopened, except for the 12 pairs of warriors who directly admitted defeat, the remaining 23 rings started the second round of fighting at the same time.

Shen Li slowly walked into the ring, looking at the very old-looking martial artist opposite with cold eyes.

"Boy, now admit defeat, you can still stand and walk out of the ring, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to climb out of the ring." The warrior snorted coldly.

"The last person who said this to me was Mo Xingyu, and you have seen his fate, I think you should have the same ending as him. Shen Li also snorted coldly.

"Hmph, since you're looking for death, then don't blame me!" The warrior snorted coldly, and stepped forward violently, and an extremely cold aura instantly diffused.