Chapter 601: The pressure is great

At this point in the tournament, the sun has set in the west, and it will be dark in two hours. The masters produced at this time are www.biquge.info Zhang Sheng, Murong Zhongtian, Shang Ruyan and Baihua Four Monarchs, plus the newly promoted Fei Monkey King Hou Caska, a total of five masters.

There are still three masters left to complete today's budget task. There should still be plenty of time to spare, and Duanmu Wenzheng continued to preside over the conference under the hint of the two super masters.

As the sun sets, the three masters have also come to the fore. Yelu Junfeng successfully defended with an absolute advantage and advanced to the quarterfinals, and Jiang Moguang, the head of the Nine Pyloric Sect, also successfully advanced by relying on the summoning and control of zombies.

The last one to become one of the eight masters was somewhat unexpected, this person was over fifty years old and held two big hammers in his hands. defeated the three challengers in one fell swoop, and no one dared to come to the stage to fight after that, so the selection of the eight masters who advanced to the top eight has been completed.

"The earth-shattering power is rare in the world, this person should be the master of the Three Heavens Pavilion, it seems that the cultivator has not left the emperor's sight. Zhan Qingyu saw that the person from the court was mighty: "The earth-shattering people are still superior to the few elders who died in Jinhua City, and the Sanxiao Pavilion really deserves the reputation of our court." ”

So far, the first day of the competition has been successfully concluded, and all the eight masters have been selected, and tomorrow will be the competition of the four masters. It is not yet known who will advance to the top four, but it is foreseeable that the competition will become more and more intense.

Because of the participation of the six major sects, the competition on the second day was full of a lot of uncertainty, but some people actually speculated that the Nine Heavens Hall might enter the top four to a large extent in the second day of the competition, and as for the nest man Casca, few people were optimistic about him.

Duanmu Wenzheng immediately announced the results, and asked the two super masters to make some summaries, and finally everyone dispersed to rest and dine and wait for the semi-finals on the second day.

Late at night, Zhan Qingyu sat and couldn't sleep, thinking about how to face tomorrow's competition.

On the second day, there were only four places to advance, but there were quite a few people who participated in the competition. The six major sects are indispensable, and together with the eight newly selected masters during the day, there are a total of fourteen forces.

In other words, there will be ten sects or masters who will be eliminated, and only the strongest four will be promoted. You don't have to compete to smell the strong atmosphere of competition, and everyone who is going to participate in the competition is going all out to meet the challenge in the best condition.

If you don't make it to the top four, you will lose more opportunities for autonomy in the future chaos, so the fourteen forces are silently watching the others and making detailed comparisons with themselves.

"Tomorrow will inevitably take a draw of group matchups, first advance to seven, and then from the top seven bye, the top six of the top three selected, the bye group directly into the third day of the double competition. ”

"Among the fourteen forces, I need to care a lot, what if I draw a lot against the other four sects?"

"Give up the impossible, I will fight for it. Master, several seniors, juniors can only do their best, success or failure. ”

The Earthquake Heaven Sect, the Heavenly Scripture Sect, the Jue Farewell Sect and the Holy Spirit Valley, these are the four sects that are kind to themselves, and no matter which one of them is unavoidable, they need to make a choice.

If you fight against the senior brothers, you can still be lucky, but how sure can you be when you stand with these elders? Not to mention the Holy Spirit Valley Lord, the strongest person, just Zhuge Tianchang, who seems to be the weakest, is definitely not easy to deal with.

There is still a certain amount of room on the side of the Holy Spirit Valley, after all, Ouyang Yisu does not have a direct relationship with Zhan Qingyu. But the other three sects can never change the same mark as iron, two are teachers and one is father-in-law......

Thinking about it, Zhan Qingyu's head was big, and in the end he still didn't make the best plan, if he really divided into opponents, it seemed that he could only adapt to the natural situation.

These are the four major sects, and the fifth is the Lark Villa. There is nothing to say about Duanmu Wenzheng's father and son Zhan Qingyu, if you can't draw it, you can't draw it, if you really draw it, it will be a life-and-death battle.

The hatred between each other has been accumulating for a long time, and they are all planning strategies and layouts for a real confrontation at a certain moment, and it is really unpredictable to meet which is better or worse.

Although the remaining eight masters seemed to be much less of a threat in Zhan Qingyu's eyes, after thinking about it carefully, they were also shocked into a cold sweat.

"None of them are weak, the earth-shattering, the prince of Xuanguo, and the undoubted are all masters. As for Shang Ruyan, there may be some hidden, but not much is preserved. Jiang Fu's corpse in the Nine Pyloric Sect may be the weakest one, Zhongtian and Zhang Sheng are easy to say......"

"After such a comparison, it seems that my Nine Heavens Hall has no advantage, so why should I compete for the top four?" Zhan Qingyu suddenly found a problem: "Maybe I can't even take down the weakest Nine Pyloric Sect, so I should arrange my troops like this......"

In the early hours of the morning, Zhan Qingyu visited the four major sects and everyone except the Skylark Villa and the Princes of Casca, hoping to relax, but the result became even more nervous.

Among the four major sects, the Heavenly Scripture Academy and the Earthquake Heaven Sect did not intend to let him in the competition, and the words of the two masters were very clear, everything depended on him.

Now that he has become the head of a faction, it is not always a way to rely on others to help, and he has to fight for his own fame and the world. Originally, the Holy Spirit Valley, which was thought to be the most difficult, actually agreed to retreat for the first time, and if it drew a mutual elimination lottery with the Nine Heavens Palace, the Holy Spirit Valley would let the Nine Heavens Hall advance to the top seven.

Wanyan Zhenwu of the Farewell Sect also has the same meaning as Ouyang Yisu, but it only allows Zhan Qingyu to enter the top seven, and the rest of the matter only depends on the will of heaven.

Others, like Yelu Junfeng and others, Zhan Qingyu also secretly asked, but the result was just like that. However, the bewitching woman Shang Ruyan's answer made him a little surprised, Shang Ruyan directly told Zhan Qingyu that the merchant would not give up the position of the top four no matter what, so he would definitely not let the Jiuxiao Palace.

Helplessly, with different reactions, Zhan Qingyu returned to the room, and the east was already turning white and red, and the sun was about to erupt. Is today's competition a bye or a competition for the top four with others?

Zhan Qingyu couldn't predict, but one thing was certain, Duanmu Wenzheng would definitely not let him have a bye.

"It's up to people to make things happen, hehe!" Zhan Qingyu smiled slightly, and had some thoughts in his heart: "You can't escape and unpredictable, so you can only climb up with your strength." Besides, even though you have been an old sect for many years, I may not be afraid of you, hehe!"

Soon the sun was rising, and it was another sunny day. The cultivators had already waited under the ring early, looking forward to today's showdown between the powerhouses. The fourteen forces had their own thoughts, but without exception, they all became nervous.

Everyone who took part in the contest was thinking, "Who am I going to play against?"