In this second round of competition, six winners will be determined from 30 people.

Thirty disciples were randomly divided into three groups, each group of ten people, these ten people were divided into five groups by drawing lots, two by two, after determining the five winners, they would be drawn again, there was a lucky person who had a bye, and the remaining four people were divided into groups to determine the winner, and the remaining three people picked out a lucky person again, and they could directly enter the third round of the competition, and the winner of the remaining two also advanced.

In Su Qi's opinion, this is a very strange format, because if you are lucky enough, it is entirely possible that you only need to go through one competition to successfully enter the third round, and the most unlucky person needs to play three times to advance, this gap is too great.

Before Dabi started, Su Qi had asked Chang Su this question, and she had a good explanation for it.

"For monks, luck can't be touched and invisible, it is a seemingly ethereal, but it actually exists in reality, no matter how talented a monk is, if he is unlucky, he can't take the lead on the road of cultivation, martial arts, weapons, natural treasures, which of these things doesn't have to have enough luck to obtain? If there really is a disciple with mediocre talent who can have two byes in a row and enter the third round, then it is his creation, and such a person may go further, so the master is very willing to give such an opportunity. ”

"Of course, that's what I said, but every year the disciples have no less controversy about this, and there are always people shouting that whoever just relied on good luck to enter the third round, saying that if it is really a one-on-one competition, it must be inferior to whoever is, such people are just jealous, if it is really their turn to have a bye, these people will be surprised and forget everything they have said. ”

Chang Su said mean things, but he was telling the truth.

As Dabi continued, the discussion among the disciples by the Xiyu Palace became more and more lively, especially after the news of Su Qi's defeat of Cen Qin gradually spread, more and more disciples came to hear the news, and the excitement of the battle scene also made their topic quickly expand from Su Qi to others.

"Not surprisingly, the top six people this time must still be Wang Qing, Zhao Chensheng, Wang Yaozhi, An Zheng and Song Qianmo!"

"There is a good chance that a year will not change much in their strength...... Wait, are you five people? Where did Zhong Han tell you to put it?"

"I can't tell who the sixth person is. ”

"What's wrong to say, of course it's still Zhong Han!"

"Not necessarily, right? I feel that the Four Noble Truths are also very strong. ”

"He is indeed very strong, no one is his triad in the first round of the competition, but he is too young, right? It's okay to face us ordinary disciples, if you face those seeds, I'm afraid you won't be able to take advantage of them. ”

"That's right. ”

Someone asked curiously, "Why didn't anyone say that Su Qi? Do you think he can't make the cut?"

"Look at his group! There are Wang Yaozhi and the Four Truths, although he is very strong, I don't know how to defeat Cen Qin, but is he the opponent of those two?"

"Why not? Although I don't know what secret technique he used in the end, even Cen Qin can't stop it, and I'm afraid the Four Truths can't do it, right?

"I'm still more optimistic about the Four Noble Truths. ”

Quite a few chimed in, "Me too." ”

"Maybe Su Qi will have a bye directly?" someone suddenly interjected.

"This ......"

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"It can't be that coincidental, right?" someone didn't believe it, "but even if he has a bye, it's not bad to see Wang Yaozhi and the Four Truths duel, both of them are good at spearmanship, I really want to know who is more powerful." ”

"It should still be Wang Yaozhi, I heard that a few days ago, he hunted a realm beast that built a god realm alone, which means that he is only a line away from breaking the realm, and the Four Truths have just begun to cast god statues, I heard that he has not even collected all the five elements spirit objects. ”

"That's just as well. ”

Soon the results of the first ten-person duel were divided, Su Qi's group, in addition to Wang Yaozhi and the Four Truths, there were two men and one woman left, and the results of the draw came out soon, the bye was the Four Truths, Su Qi's opponent was the woman, and after the draw, Su Qi and the four of them, as the first group, also fell directly into the ring.

Su Qi looked curiously at the tall woman opposite, although she was wearing the wide clothes of a formal disciple, it still couldn't hide her excellent figure, she was wearing a bronze mask, her long hair hung down from the sides of the mask, she looked a little cold, and her exposed hands were white and slender.

Her name was Murong Qin, and she was not among the top ten seeds, but Su Qi still remembered that she had performed very well in the competition, and her magic weapon was a one-foot-tall small ding, which only took a few dozen breaths to defeat her opponent.

When the competition officially began, before Su Qi could make a move, a rather special force emerged from her body, and strange golden lines appeared on her exposed hands, and a faint humanoid shadow appeared behind her, and she couldn't see the appearance clearly, but judging from the slender and tall appearance, it should be a woman.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance began to emanate from her body.

Su Qi raised his eyebrows, he seemed to have smelled this smell somewhere.

Murong Qin stepped forward, there was a certain rhythm hidden in her light steps, and a small green gold tripod hung over her head, supported by a hazy shadow behind her, and a faint golden light fell, reflecting her like a fairy falling from heaven.

The fragrance became stronger and stronger, and Su Qi was very vigilant in his heart.

But he soon learned where the fragrance came from.

Murong Qin waved his hand, and the shadow behind him rose in the air, and the small tripod in his hand suddenly toppled over, and a beam of golden light flew out of the tripod.

Su Qi retreated and retreated, but the Eight Desolation Sword took off his hand and hurried forward, deftly avoiding the golden light, drawing a steep and sharp arc, circling Murong Qin's side, and then turning into ten with one sword, a full ten swords locked on Murong Qin.

She turned her head suddenly, and the shadow behind her held Xiao Ding in her hand and swung it towards the sword light.

A string of dangdang sounds exploded.

After Murong Qin stopped the sword light, his hands suddenly opened widely, and all the spiritual energy in his body poured into the ding, and the aroma was also extremely strong.

Su Qi couldn't help but open his spiritual eyes, he really wanted to know what was in Murong Qin's body.

Her spiritual sea is like an ocean, the divine platform is high above the spiritual sea, and like Su Qi, there is already a vague and not condensed god statue on her god platform, and in the middle of the heart of the god statue, there is a milky white, fruit-like thing.

The fruit was covered with dense silk threads that stretched to the entire statue, and even the shrine was wrapped in silk threads.

Although he had never seen it, a name popped up in Su Qi's mind.

Celestial species.