In the Star Garden, in front of the Taiji Palace, groups of teenagers and girls stepped on the early sun, laughing all the way up the steps and entering the Taiji Palace.

Inside, the sound of talking and laughing was even worse, and many disciples gathered under the high standings, pointing and talking.

It's just that although the Taiji Hall is lively at this time, compared with the situation in the previous weeks, it is far less, and the atmosphere is not as competitive as before.

At this moment, the atmosphere is more relaxed and peaceful, and those who watch the list just watch it and then disperse.

After all, the first position has been decided, and the rest is not so important.

"Alas......" Under the standings, San Lang, who had just redeemed his points, looked at the data on the list, especially the huge score difference between him and Da Lang, he couldn't help but sigh, shook his head and said: "It should have been a very happy thing, but it turned out to be boring!"

"Hmm. On the side, Shichiro also nodded in agreement and responded, "It's boring!"

After all, anyone who has been busy for a day and finally got some results, but the result is not as good as a fraction of others, will feel very boring!

"Isn't that interesting?" Da Lang smiled slightly and said with a slight bewilderment.

"Isn't that bad luck, I didn't meet it!" Hearing this, San Lang spread his hands and made a helpless look.

"I think it's lucky, didn't you meet it?" Seeing this, Erlang replied with a smile on his face.

San Lang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said angrily: "Will you chat?"

In this regard, as a buddy who often frolicks together, Erlang naturally doesn't take this seriously, but continues to tease Sanlang.

"Hey!"

Seeing Erlang like this, San Lang reached out to grab Erlang, but Erlang dodged to the side.

Several other people then joined in for various reasons, and the group frolicked towards the Taiji Hall.

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The sun rises and the moon sets, the day goes and the night comes, and in the blink of an eye, another three days have passed, and the second stage of the competition has come to an end.

At noon on this day, in the arena, there was a lot of people, and all the Xiong disciples gathered in front of the high platform, looking up at the high platform.

Above, in addition to Xiong Tianqing and his party, there is also a row of teenagers and girls standing with their heads held high, but they are the people who have been promoted after a round of battles, and they are also the essence of the Xiong family's generation of disciples!

In the middle of the high platform, there is a long table, on which are placed two large wooden boxes, inside which are small black balls with the same appearance!

"Now, please come to my right hand for the third place in each group, and the rest of the people go to the left first. Xiong Tianqing stood in the middle of the long table and arranged.

Hearing this, sixty-one disciples immediately stepped out and came to Xiong Tianqing's right hand side to stand up, while the rest of the people all came to his left hand side.

The disciples moved quickly, and after they stood apart, Xiong Tianqing spoke again: "According to the rules, I will randomly select twenty-two people from the second place in each group to advance into the challengers! Next, please stand on the right side of the drawn person!"

With that, he reached out and put it into a wooden box on his right hand, and after a few random circles, he took out a black ball, and then opened it in front of everyone's eyes.

Inside was a small note.

Unfolded it, a few big black characters jumped into front of him, and after a glance, Xiong Tianqing read loudly: "Four zero two lang!"

"Here!" On the left, a young man came out of the queue in response, with no wave on his face, he bowed in the direction of Xiong Tianqing, and without saying a word, he walked straight to the right.

Seeing this, Xiong Tianqing's subordinates continued, and continued to take out the second black ball from the wooden box on the right, opened it and took out the note inside, and read: "One Zero Hachiro!"

"Arrive!" Hearing this, Ichihachiro also came out in response, and after saluting Xiong Tianqing, he also went straight to the right.

"Thirty-five sister!"

"Here!"

"Two-one-two sister!"

"Here!"

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"Five-one-nine lang!"

"Here!"

Another disciple stepped out from the left and strode towards the right.

Xiong Tianqing already had a bunch of spherical shells in front of him, he threw the spherical shells in his hand on the table at will, picked up the wooden box on the right, poured all the remaining black balls into the wooden box on the left, and then shook it well.

But all the twenty-two people have been drawn out!

"Next, please choose your opponent in this wooden box, the winner, and enter the top 100!"

After that, Xiong Tianqing turned his head to look at the person closest to him on the right: "Sanjiu Qilang, you come first!"

"No!" Hearing this, Sanjiu Qilang saluted, and then he went straight to the long table, took a fixed look at the pile of black balls in the wooden box, took out one casually, opened it and unfolded the note inside.

"Huh......" After seeing the words on it clearly, Sanjiu Qilang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"No. 1 battle platform, the person who is challenged, Sansi Shilang!" took the note handed over by Sanjiu Qilang, Xiong Tianqing read the result aloud.

Hearing this, on the left, a young man strode out, came to Xiong Tianqing, and after exchanging salutes with Sanjiu Qilang, he walked down the high platform together and went straight to the No. 1 battle platform.

After he left, there was no need for Xiong Tianqing to explain, and the people who challenged behind him came over consciously.

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As groups of people who were fighting against each other walked off the high platform, the disciples on the right side were soon only a small half left, and the atmosphere in the arena gradually became hot at the beginning of the battle.

After the person in front of him left, another young man came to Xiong Tianqing, he reached out and put it into the wooden box, stirred it and picked out a round ball.

In anticipation, apprehension, nervousness and other moods, he slightly broke the ball, took out the note inside and unfolded it to take a look, two big characters came into view, and suddenly, his little face was a cross, his expression was depressed, he shook his head with a wry smile, and handed the note to Xiong Tianqing.

Taking the note, Xiong Tian glanced at the name on it, raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but glance at the unlucky child again, and said loudly: "Sixty-three battle platform, challenger Ninety-one Lang, challenge Da Lang!"

As soon as these words came out, almost everyone's eyes, except those who were fighting fiercely, looked at the man on the high platform, with some inexplicable pity in their eyes.

And the people on the right side of the high platform are Qi Qi secretly relieved, after all, with their strength, even if they pick someone like Erlang who has entered the general realm, they can still fight, and they have a few chances of winning!

But now against Shangdalang, it is to experience the gap, and the promotion will naturally become a bubble.

"It's over, Brother Ninety-One will definitely not be able to enter the top 100!" In the audience, there was a group of people who were also full of wry smiles, but they were the partners of the challenger.

No matter what everyone thought in their hearts, Da Lang strode out under the gaze of the disciples.

"Big brother, please advise. Seeing Da Lang coming, he sorted out his mood, and Jiuyi Lang hugged his fists and saluted.

In this regard, Da Lang didn't say much, and after returning the salute, he walked to the 63rd battle platform with Jiuyi Lang.

The draw did not stop, and soon all the eighty-three people on the right had already walked off the high platform.

On the high platform, the three of them, who had not been drawn, were lying on the railing easily, overlooking the situation below, and they had already entered the top 100 without fighting!

Erlang was drawn and got off the high platform, and he still had to play a game, while the seventeenth sister was promoted to the third place in the group, and she was a challenger.

"Seventeenth sister is afraid that it is hanging. On the high platform, San Lang looked at the top of the 37th battle platform and commented.

Above, two figures are in a fierce battle, one of them is the seventeenth sister, and the other is the opponent of his challenge, the twenty-third sister.

Although her physical cultivation has not stepped into the general realm, she has also reached the peak of the ninth order of the Commander Realm, compared to it, although the seventeenth sister is also the ninth order of the Commander Realm, she is still a little weaker.

Attacking again and again, after dozens of rounds, the seventeenth sister gradually fell into disadvantage.

"Bang!"

After another encounter, the seventeenth sister suffered a small loss again, and her body retreated sharply, and she took a few steps to stabilize.

Seeing this, Sister 203 wanted to bully forward again and launch an offensive!

But I saw that the seventeenth sister turned over her hand and took out a fur-like thing, and when the blood and qi surged, she slapped it out with one palm!

"Roar!"

A flash of red light lit up, the fur shattered and burned out in an instant, and a scarlet wolf-shaped phantom suddenly burst out, rushing straight to the 203rd sister!

The 203rd sister, who had no foresight, was shocked, and the figure that was just about to rush out was stunned, and she raised her hand and slapped it with a palm.

The wolf-shaped phantom was suddenly torn apart, and in an instant, it dissipated without a trace!

And at this moment, the seventeenth sister, who breathed a sigh of relief, took the initiative to attack and attacked the twenty-third sister directly!

"Beautiful! This rhythm is beautiful!" Seeing this, on the high platform, Shichiro slapped his palm on the guardrail and said with great joy.

Fortunately, this guardrail is not the ordinary stone, otherwise, he would have to become that powder under his palm.

Seeing that the seventeenth sister grabbed the fighter plane, a thick smile also appeared on San Lang's face, he turned his head to look at the eldest sister on the side, and asked, "Is the seventeenth sister planning to practice carving?"

That's right, just now the seventeenth sister used a technique of the carving array master against the enemy, after all, the carving array is not like the spirit array, it can be condensed anytime and anywhere, it must be arranged first.

Obviously, when fighting, the opponent can't give you back time to set up the carving array, so there is this one-time carving formation!

The carver will use the skin of some spirit beasts or some strange stones of heaven and earth as raw materials, and after special treatment, they will be used as the carrier of the depiction formation, and then use the spirit beast's essence and blood as the base and their own energy as the guide to depict the formation for the enemy's use!

"I haven't asked her about this yet! Hearing this, the eldest sister shook her head with a smile and said.

"Big brother's side is coming to an end!" Qilang shouted as he tugged at Saburo's robe.

Hearing this, San Lang and the eldest sister turned their heads to look at Da Lang's battle platform.

On the 63rd battle platform, although he hadn't fought for long, Ninety-One Lang was already quite embarrassed, and it was obvious that Da Lang had brought him great pressure.

"Huh?" Seeing Da Lang's movements, San Lang raised his eyebrows and let out a slight surprise.

I saw that Da Lang seemed to be careless, and a small flaw suddenly appeared under his coherent offensive!

Seeing this, Jiuyi Lang, who was tired of defending and eager to break free from Da Lang's attack, suddenly froze his eyes and swung out his palm with all his might.

However, it didn't hit!

Seeing that Ninety-One Lang waved out a palm, the corner of Da Lang's mouth was slightly raised, only to see his toes a little, suddenly accelerated, and his body was strangely bypassing the bombing palm, and the tip of his elbow reached the door of Ninety-one Lang with terrifying energy!

Feeling the fierce aura in front of him, Jiuyi Lang had no doubt that he would be able to explode his head with this blow!

The blood qi that exuded pure white fluorescence dissipated, and Jiuyi Lang slowly put down the arm that was waving out, and said, "I lost!"

Hearing this, Da Lang also moved his elbows away, his blood was exhausted, and he hugged his fists and said, "Accept it!"

"Thank you, big brother!" Seeing this, Jiuyi Lang bowed, and after bowing to the referee on the side, he didn't say anything more, and jumped straight off the battlefield.

Da Lang also bowed to the referee, so that under the eyes of everyone, he stepped onto the high platform again.

"Big brother, insidious!" Seeing Da Lang coming, San Lang pointed at Da Lang and despised him with great contempt.

In this regard, Da Lang still had that faint smile, he reached out and patted San Lang's shoulder, and said, "Don't meet me!"

Hearing this, San Lang's little face suddenly collapsed.

"Poof......

The eldest sister on the side hurriedly twisted her head to the side, covering her small mouth with her hand, and her shoulders kept shaking.

And Shichiro on the other side was also looking at Saburo with a smile on his face at the moment.

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As the battles ended, the heat in the arena gradually subsided, and those who advanced to the top 100 gradually competed for the top 100!

Among Da Lang and his party, there was a battle between Da Lang and Erlang who had no other way to advance, and in addition, there was also 10 Hachiro who made it to the top 100!

As for the seventeenth sister, she finally lost to the twenty-third sister and failed to make the cut.

When the last battle was over, everyone's eyes were once again focused on the high platform.

Above, under the envious and adoring eyes of everyone, a group of teenagers and girls separated left and right, standing proudly, they are the top 100 this time! They are the young Tianjiao of the Xiong family!

In the middle, the long table in front of Xiong Tianqing has been tidied up, there is only a big wooden box, which is still a black ball, after simply encouraging everyone, Xiong Tianqing said loudly: "In the next time, the first round of the knockout round will be drawn!"

"Let's go first!"

Hearing this, the person closest to Xiong Tianqing on the right came straight to him, took out a black ball from the wooden box, and retreated by himself.

Behind them, one by one, they came one after another, and after taking a black ball, they returned to their positions and stood up.

Soon, the black balls in the wooden box were removed.

"Hey, brother, what battle platform are you on?" Glancing at the note in his hand, Erlang poked Dalang on the side and asked.

Hearing the sound, they all turned their heads to look at Da Lang, and several other people nearby also pricked up their ears.

"Seven!" In this regard, Da Lang also hid it, and replied simply and simply.

"Hoo ......"

After getting the answer, Erlang, Saburo and the others, as well as a few people who were listening attentively, all breathed a sigh of relief.

"What about you?" Seeing this, Da Lang smiled slightly and asked.

"I'm the fourteenth!" Hearing this, Erlang arrived first.

"I'm number twenty. On the side, Shichiro continued.

"I ......" San Lang was just about to speak, and in his ears, Xiong Tianqing's voice sounded again.

"Please come and register with the people of the No. 1 Battlefield!"

"I went. Hearing this, Ichihachiro greeted him and came out.

Slightly stunned and came back to his senses, San Lang swept his eyes and saw the other person walking out, and couldn't help sighing: "Alas...... , Ichihachiro should be here. ”

Seeing the opponent of Ichihachiro, Da Lang and the others also nodded silently.

"Battle Platform No. 1, Battle Zero Hachiro vs. Battle One Hachiro!" After the two people who came in response saluted each other, they entered the results into a jade slip, and Xiong Tianqing announced in a clear voice, "The next group, the second battle platform!"

When Ichihachiro came back, Da Lang and the others just wanted to comfort a few words, but they saw Ichihachiro preemptively say: "Don't say anything, I'll be content if I can enter the top 100! Anyway, if you can't get into the top five, the rewards are the same!"

Seeing this, Da Lang and the others all smiled awkwardly, and they didn't say more, after all, just now, they were a little underestimated from a certain point of view.

"Next group, Battle Platform Seven!"

Hearing the sound, Da Lang greeted Erlang and them, and walked out.

Seeing Da Lang walk out, those who had not yet taken their turn were all secretly relieved, and the person who faced Da Lang was only left with a wry smile on his face at this moment.

"The seventh battle platform, Da Lang vs. the twelve lang! The next group, the eighth battle platform!"

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"Battle platform ten, San Lang vs. Four One Goro!"

"On the fourteenth platform, Erlang vs. Isanqilang!"

"On the twentieth platform, Qilang fights against the twenty-eighty-six sisters!"

"On the forty-third platform, the eldest sister is fighting against Wuyi Ichiro!"

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After all the battles were arranged, Xiong Tianqing opened his mouth again and announced: "Due to the tight schedule ahead, there will be no battles arranged tomorrow, and the first round of the knockout round will start next Monday!"

After that, except for Xiong Tianyan and Xiong Tianqin, who had classes in the afternoon, they went to the direction of the Taiji Palace, and Xiong Tianqing and the others ascended to the sky together and swept towards the holy mountain.

"Congratulations to all the ancestors!"

After seeing a few ancestors leave, the disciples also dispersed.