In the middle of each round-robin match, there is a period of rest, and as the battle becomes more intense, the rest time is randomly extended.

The third round of the competition did not start until three hours after the end of the second round, and many of them were seriously injured and could not participate, so the number of people in the third round shrank considerably.

There was one thing that made Xiao Cheng quite unhappy.

After killing Taonan, he couldn't collect the treasures on Taonan's body, which made him quite dissatisfied, but he also knew that killing Taonan had angered the Shenhuo Fengxing Sect, if the overlord gun and Taonan's storage magic weapon were taken away, except for Kan Miao, it is estimated that all the disciples of the Shenhuo Fengxing Sect would have to rush over and fight with themselves, but they were not afraid, the problem was too troublesome.

Therefore, Xiao Cheng wisely did not collect the spoils, in fact, everything that is defeated and died should be the victor, this is an unwritten rule in the cultivation world, but in front of everyone's eyes, Xiao Cheng really can't do this kind of thing, so he can only cry regret in his heart.

Not to mention anything else, even the Overlord gun is also quite valuable, and if it is sold, it can be regarded as a small fortune.

Fortunately, everyone didn't know Xiao Cheng's little abacus, otherwise they would definitely despise him, a double great saint master, and he was a new super master who had a strong killing of Taonan, how could he think about these dirty things, and did he have the demeanor of a great saint master?

In the third round, Xiao Cheng's opponent was a monk who had been famous for a long time, he was very polite to Xiao Cheng, he kept talking with a smile, and when he started to move, Xiao Cheng immediately figured out his bottom and defeated him easily, without embarrassing this person, this person did not break a single bone.

This person lost the game, but he was still very happy, because when Xiao Cheng stepped down, he invited him to be a guest in the Zhengdao Zang in the future, and he would personally accompany him.

This is the meaning of friendship, to be able to befriend such a dazzling peerless genius, this guy feels that he has earned and defeated the game, but it seems that he has gained more than he has won, which makes everyone's eyes shine.

With this person as an example, Xiao Cheng's subsequent round-robin can only be described in two words - relaxed.

Unless it's very powerful, he can basically easily put it down, and then stop immediately, and call the defeated guy brothers, and engage in interpersonal relationships in front of the big guys, the most hateful thing is that when this guy beats down the beautiful monk, he will always take the first step to grab the slender waist of others, and accompany him vigorously, saying that he is not light or heavy, please sister, sister don't hold grudges or something, and the one who pities the jade is going to die.

All the monks are in a dizziness, and the beautiful female cultivator who is opposite Xiao Cheng has the least to worry about being hurt, this guy is simply heartwarming, the more beautiful it is, the more this guy takes care of it, so that the girls lose beautifully.

'The best warm man!' the female cultivators made a conclusion to Xiao Cheng.

At the same time, people suddenly discovered one thing, the male cultivator who fought against Xiao Cheng was the more handsome and capable he was, and when he couldn't beat him, he was often beaten the hardest.

For example, a certain old man, who is known as the beautiful man of the Emperor Polar Continent, was blown away by Xiao Cheng's fist before he could say a polite word to Xiao Cheng after he came to power, and then, he was overwhelmed with an old fist, and he specially greeted the handsome faces of others, but in a few moments, he was beaten into a pig's head, and he was carried down with a miserable hum.

Compared with the heart-warming treatment of beautiful women, when the handsome guys go to Xiao Cheng, it is comparable to falling into hell, Xiao Cheng is really cruel enough to deal with the handsome male cultivator.

'The best perverted man!' This is the impression of a group of handsome guys who think they are handsome in their appearance on Xiao Cheng.

Once a handsome male cultivator draws to fight against Xiao Cheng, the big guy will look at his little white face with pity, and this guy wants to cry without tears.

Who provoked the long handsome, and why was he treated so inhumanely?

It's a pity that this truth doesn't make sense here in Xiao Cheng, he hates the person who steals his limelight the most, and the person like Lan Yun Gongzi belongs to the one he wants to abuse the most.

These buddies have a handsome face and rob themselves of their own light, so what's the matter? This is Xiao Cheng's heart.

If so, there was a very strange phenomenon in the field, no matter what kind of female cultivator she looked, if she was drawn to fight against Xiao Cheng, she would look happy.

The ugly or mediocre-looking male cultivator also looks like he has won the jackpot against Xiao Cheng, and only when the handsome male cultivator draws to Xiao Cheng, he will have an expression of wanting to commit suicide by throwing himself into the river, so interesting.

Xiao Cheng implemented his own standards of friendship and abuse, crushing all the way through, the blockers were invincible, and the chance of the round-robin match and the strong was small, so until the round-robin was played as a whole, Xiao Cheng never encountered such a difficult bone as Tao Nan.

After two months of round-robin and a three-day break, the final knockout stage came.

Only 100 participating monks entered the final elimination round by virtue of their results far superior to others, and more than 30 of the 100 monks from the Zhengdao Zang were on the elimination list.

There are twelve people in the Tyrant Saintess team, but more than half of them have entered the knockout round, and Lan Yun Gongzi, Jiang Aotian, Dou Shu, Mu Lian Zhen, Wang Fangqing and the like have entered the final knockout round without any suspense, and the strength shown by Zhengdaozang is so obvious.

As the first sect in the Emperor Polar Continent, Zhengdaozang is really strong, which is obviously going to win the first sect for a second time, and it seems to be unstoppable at present.

The knockout tournament is also decided by lottery, so that the odds of facing the powerhouses of the upper sect or the outer sect suddenly become larger, and everyone is nervous, because there are only 100 monks left, so each knockout match will be held separately and will not be held together.

At that time, there will only be two monks left on the light screen, which is the highlight of the event, and the two remaining ones will compete for the first place in the single battle, which is the supreme honor, and it is much more dazzling than the group battle.

Concentrate all the glory on one monk, who wouldn't want to be a monk like that?

At the beginning of the knockout round, the host Hua Jiu signaled the big guy to draw lots.

After Jing Qing of the Tyrant Saintess team drew lots, his face changed, and he drew Xiao Cheng.

It's a team, why was it drawn in the first knockout game? The Tyrant Saintess team was the only one who drew both him and Xiao Cheng, which made the audience excited, and it was so interesting to see a team's comrades-in-arms fighting against each other.

It's good, it's all things that are afraid that the world won't be chaotic, and they are uneasy and kind-hearted.

"Hehe, junior, senior, I have drawn you, you have to save face for me in a while, don't be too heavy, besides, senior, I am not handsome enough, I don't think you are jealous of me, right?" Jing Qing hurriedly swept to Xiao Cheng's side, hooked his shoulders and whispered.

"Of course, Senior Jingqing takes care of me the most, of course I am measured, you can rest assured." Xiao Cheng responded with a smile, and Jing Qing was relieved.

Their battle was in the tenth place, and there were nine previous fights, one of the most notable of which was the battle between Prince Lan Yun and a monk of the famous Emperor Polar Continent.

Under Lan Yun's hands, the demigod peak master couldn't hold on to ten moves before he was smashed to the ground.

Lan Yun waved his sleeves and did not take away a single cloud, the cloud was light and the wind was light, which made the sister paper at the scene cry through his throat, and the angry Xiao Cheng gritted his teeth and watched Lan Yun flash with a fierce light.

His strength at this time was rapidly promoted, and it was the time when his confidence was bursting, and he didn't dare to mess with Lan Yun Gongzi in the past, at this time, Xiao Cheng also wanted to try his hand.

Jing Qing's eyes were sharp, and he immediately sensed the intention in Xiao Cheng's heart, and sow discord and said a lot of words that belittled Lan Yun and raised Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng patted him on the shoulder vigorously, praising Senior Jing Qing for being a good buddy and a good senior.

Nine knockout matches have passed, and nine monks have been eliminated, but there is nothing to say about the process, none of them have died, to be exact, so far in the single battle, only Tao Nan has been killed by Xiao Cheng, and there are no dead people in all the other battles, in comparison, Xiao Cheng is very cruel and unpleasant.

In this regard, Xiao Cheng was very depressed, because he heard that people often died in this link in the past, why did everyone learn to be polite this year, stop pretending to be a gentleman when they click, and only kill Tao Nan by themselves, doesn't it seem that he is too much of a bastard?

Therefore, he was quite unhappy, so he asked the Holy Sister of the Academy Palace and Sister Zhao Feiling, the three sisters of this team didn't know why this happened, and Senior Sister Gong Xiuqiong couldn't understand it, so Xiao Cheng had to stop asking.

This made Jing Qing very puzzled, the female members didn't know, why didn't Xiao Cheng ask himself and Emperor Shitian and the others?

He asked Xiao Cheng about this, and Xiao Cheng replied confidently, this is just what he is talking to the senior sisters, he doesn't care why this is happening, how can he be interested in taking care of the rice ball face Emperor Shakti and the senior Jingqing with a black mole?

The reversal of the prosperity of the sky.

"The tenth knockout match is about to start, please Xiao Cheng and Jing Qing in the ring."

Hua Jiu's voice sounded, and Jing Qing patted Xiao Cheng's shoulder in a friendly way, and handed over a meaningful look.

Xiao Cheng responded with a smile, meaning that he would definitely let Senior Jing Qing lose beautifully, Jing Qing nodded, and flew into the ring in a dashing manner.

Xiao Cheng shook his body and fell, far away, hugging each other's fists, and they were about to start fighting.

Jing Qing knew very well in his heart that if Xiao Cheng didn't advance, he still had hope of winning, but at this time, as long as the loss was not ugly.

Putting down his hand, Xiao Cheng smiled at Jing Qing and said: "Senior, many years ago, the first time I met with the senior, you bullied me with more and less to bully me as an honest person, Senior Jing Qing was the blackest, and beat me one hundred and eight times, I have been recording this account in the small ledger in my heart."

I looked forward to it day and night, and finally looked forward to today, I have calculated, even with interest, I need to hit you 200 times.

Senior Jingqing, it's time for you to repay your debts, hahaha!"

After Xiao Cheng said this, he ignored Jing Qing, who was stunned, and Fei Yuqing, Zhao Feiling and others below who heard the words, and began to attack.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding,...... Xiao Cheng, where are you going?...... Oops, I'll ,...... Ahhh ”

Three times five divided by two, Jing Qing was put down by Xiao Cheng.

Then, everyone saw the hooligans on the streets of Xiaocheng fighting, riding on poor Jing Qing, waving his big fist at Jing Qing's big face and ribs, while counting in their mouths: "Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred, one hundred and one ......."