"Next, number four vs. number thirteen!"

The middle-aged Dharma Protector announced.

Two more peerless geniuses came on the field, there was nothing to say, and the big war broke out directly.

These two people are both talents in the four battles, but one has reached the early stage of the Martial Sect's Ninth Fold, and the other is still the peak of the Martial Sect's Eightfold.

Naturally, the genius of the Martial Sect Nine Folds had an absolute advantage and defeated the opponent.

The duel continued, and one genius after another stepped forward.

Lu Ming found that there were some geniuses whose cultivation was also extremely profound, one person had reached the late stage of the Martial Sect's Ninth Fold, and another person was the middle stage of the Martial Sect's Ninth Fold.

Xuan Feng also played, and after not seeing him for a while, Xuan Feng's cultivation was also greatly improved, reaching the middle stage of the Martial Sect's Ninth Fold, and entering the second round with an absolute advantage.

Two hours later, the eight pairs of geniuses all ended the duel, and the eight people who entered the second round also appeared.

Of course, we must also add Lu Ming, who has a bye, a total of nine people.

The other eight were eliminated like this.

The middle-aged Dharma Protector took their jade plaques back, leaving only the jade plaques with numbers 1 to 8, and of course, the bye jade plaque.

The middle-aged Dharma Protector waved his hand, and his true qi surged, enveloping the nine jade plates, erasing all traces on them.

He is to prevent someone from touching the jade plate and leaving breath or marks.

Subsequently, nine jade plaques were suspended in the air, filled with a hazy brilliance.

"The rules are the same as before, there are eight jade cards from No. 1 to No. 8, and the opponent is determined by drawing, No. 1 vs. No. 8, No. 2 vs. No. 7, and so on. ”

The middle-aged Dharma Protector announced.

"I'll come first. ”

is still a burial, extremely confident, with a wave of his hand, a jade plate is sucked into his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Ming, Qiu Changkong, Xuan Feng and others each drew a jade card.

"Who's going to draw a bye card this time?"

In the audience, everyone's eyes were blazing and very curious.

Drawing a bye card, although it may not be possible to obtain the throne of the Eastern Heavenly Divine Guard, it can also greatly reduce the consumption of true qi and physical strength, and the next round will be easier.

On the battle platform, everyone looked at their jade cards.

Lu Ming also flipped up the jade card and looked at it, and when he saw it, he was stunned.

Bye, and bye.

Lu Ming actually drew a bye jade card again.

"I'm so lucky, I've drawn a bye jade card twice in a row!"

Lu Ming muttered, a little speechless.

To be honest, if he could, he really didn't want to draw a bye jade card, he always had a bye, how could he abuse the autumn sky?

"Now, report your number!"

Middle-aged Dharma Protector Dao.

"Me, Six!"

The first to open the funeral.

"I'm number five!"

Autumn long empty road.

"I'm number one!"

"I'm number three!"

The rest of the people will report the numbers one by one.

As the number of people decreased one by one, in the end, there were only two people left.

A Lu Ming, a fat man with big eyes.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them.

"There are only two people left, so Lu Ming hasn't reported the number yet, won't he have a bye again?"

"It shouldn't be possible, how can you draw a bye twice in a row!"

...

"I'm number eight!"

Everyone was discussing, and the big-eyed fat man flipped over the jade card, glanced at Lu Ming with some complicated looks, and reported the number loudly!

Immediately...

Hmmm...

Countless eyes looked at Lu Ming.

"Nest, it's him again, it's him again!"

"It's really him, how is it possible? Is this a/luck?"

"It's really dog/luck, and when he draws a bye, he goes straight to the third round. ”

The audience was in an uproar and there was a lot of discussion.

Leading the elder area, Lu Xiu was also a little stunned.

Is that okay too?

Won't Lu Ming directly enter the third round?

Around, countless jealous eyes looked at Lu Xiu.

Lu Ming's good luck, doesn't it mean that Lu Xiu is lucky?

Although it is impossible for Lu Ming to obtain the throne of the Eastern Heavenly Divine Guard, the higher the ranking, the higher Lu Xiu's reward will be.

Can they not be jealous?

Jian Fengyun, Jiang Hongwen and the others were all a little dumbfounded.

Even the middle-aged Dharma Protector glanced at Lu Ming in some surprise.

Lu Ming smiled bitterly, touched his nose, turned over the jade card, and said helplessly: "I am a bye card!"

Sure enough, it's him again!

The crowd roared in their hearts.

"Okay, now the draw is over, the duel begins, number one vs. eight!"

The middle-aged Dharma Protector announced.

Two figures walked towards the center, one of them was the big-eyed fat man, and the other was Xuan Feng.

The others, on the other hand, walked to the edge of the battle platform.

"Lu Ming, you really took the dog/luck, but it's useless to rely on luck, in the end you still have to rely on strength, the higher you climb by luck now, when the time comes, if you don't have strength, you will only fall worse!"

Qiu Changkong walked past Lu Ming and said coldly.

"Really, let me tell you, I drew a bye card because of your luck to make you rampant for a few more rounds. ”

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

"Hmph, Cheng's tongue is capable. ”

Qiu Changkong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he stepped aside, not saying more.

"Qiu Changkong, I hope you can go to the end, right? Otherwise, how can I abuse you?"

Lu Ming thought to himself.

Rumble!

A great battle broke out in the center of the battlefield.

"Yuan Feng Sword Technique!"

"It's like galloping!"

Two loud shouts rang out.

Xuan Feng, the sword aura is in the air, it seems to be able to cut through the sky, and it is extremely terrifying.

And the big-eyed fat man is also very powerful, and the whole person is like a huge brute statue, rampage, crushing Xuan Feng's sword qi.

The two fought fifty or sixty moves, and in the end, Xuan Feng's cultivation was even better, and the big-eyed fat man only had the cultivation of Wuzong Jiuzhong in the early stage, and he was defeated by Xuan Feng.

Xuan Feng, entering the third round.

The people watching the battle couldn't help but sigh, the genius who came out of the desolate ancient city was really powerful, and he was the top in the entire eastern part of the Tianxuan Domain.

The duel continues.

Soon it was Qiu Changkong's turn, and his opponent was a genius in the middle of the Martial Sect's Ninth Realm, and his cultivation was even higher than Qiu Changkong.

But amazingly, he was still defeated by Qiu Changkong, who almost crushed his opponent.

"Artistic conception, that's artistic conception, Qiu Changkong has actually comprehended a trace of thunder artistic conception, no wonder it's so powerful!"

"Genius, what a genius, as long as his cultivation reaches the ninefold peak of the Martial Sect, he is a half-step king!"

"This time, Dongtian Shenwei, it's likely to be him!"

There is no shortage of masters watching the battle around, and many of them are half-step kings.

Naturally, the secret was seen.

"Lu Ming, do you see the gap between you and me, do you feel hopeless?"

Qiu Changkong stepped aside, and another voice came into Lu Ming's ears.

"Silly/!"

Lu Ming pursed his lips and ignored it directly.

"You...!"

Qiu Changkong seemed to have punched the air, with nowhere to focus, and he was so depressed that he almost wanted to vomit blood.

Next, the funeral appeared.

His opponent is also a genius in the middle of the Ninth Sect of the Martial Sect, but he is not the opponent of the Dead at all, just a few moves, and he was beaten by the Dead and vomited blood, if he didn't admit defeat in time, it was estimated that he would be beaten into a coma again.

(End of chapter)