The figures of Yan Batian and Yan Feiyan had just disappeared into the eyes of Yan Yangtian and the monks who had entered the semi-finals of the Purple Light City Family Ranking Competition, and a heated discussion immediately broke out on the scene.

"I'm going to make it to the finals, even if it's just the hundredth place!"

"No matter what the other monks think, I'm sure I'm going to enter the finals!"

"Young Patriarch, you can prepare the Guiling Pill!" ......

Hearing the voices of all the monks who were all gearing up and extremely excited, Yan Yangtian interrupted their words and suddenly said: "Rushing into the finals, we all want to, but we also have to have a strategy, if we don't fight indiscriminately, I'm afraid we won't get the expected results!"

There is no significant difference in the difference between the immortal cultivation world and the secular world in terms of status and status, and monks not only have to look at their own strength, but also their background is also a very important part.

In the words of the secular world, Yan Yangtian is the kind of rich second generation who was born with a golden key.

When Yan Batian was not present, Yan Yangtian undoubtedly became the backbone of their small circle. Although Qi Leming's strength is stronger than Yan Yangtian's, he still has to obey Yan Yangtian's dispatch. Hearing Yan Yangtian speak, all the monks, including Qi Leming, closed their mouths at the same time.

"In the semi-finals, there are only three hundred monks in total, and our most important task now is to understand the strength of each monk, what kind of attack they are best at, how defensive they are, what attributes of the exercises they are cultivating, and whether there are any hole cards, if we compete with them, the probability of victory is ......."

After chattering and discussing for a long time, Yan Yangtian finally made a decision, and he and his four irons were responsible for getting the information of the three hundred monks who entered the semi-finals, the more detailed the better. The other monks have to take out a part of their "private goods", and if the Taoist friends in need want to use them in the semi-finals, they can exchange them for the same price. It's best to take out all the excess spirit stones on your body and buy spirit objects that can help improve your strength in the short term......

Before going to the ring, you must figure out how much chance you have to win, more than 50% must win, 30% of the sure try to fight, and less than 20% directly admit defeat, so as not to consume too much mana, which is not conducive to the next competition......

Early the next morning, the Yan family and their group of monks came to the fighting field outside the north gate of Ziguang City early, especially the monks who entered the semi-finals, they were all radiant and energetic.

Before the start of the semifinals, the chief referee Hao Shaowen had already distributed the list of ten groups.

Yan Batian is still in the fourth group, and the number plate is still No. 1, but Yan Feiyan is divided into the sixth group, and a nine-character is written on the number plate.

"Little Nizi, this time you are going to compete with the sixth-ranked monk, do you have the confidence to win the first place in the group?"

Yan Batian's eyes were full of smiles and said to Yan Feiyan.

"Brother Batian, you think too highly of me, I don't have that ambition to be the first in the group, after all, my strength is not enough, but I am full of confidence to enter the finals!" Liu frowned slightly, Yan Feiyan deliberately said with a straight face, "What about you, Brother Batian, you must win the honor of being the first in the group!"

Yan Batian smiled silently, and tried his fighting skills with these little dolls, if he didn't win the first place in the group, he might as well take a piece of tofu and kill him.

After Hao Shaowen announced that the semi-finals were about to begin, the monks who participated in the semi-finals immediately stopped talking and rushed to their own rings.

In the fourth ring where Yan Batian was located, the referee had been replaced by a seventh-layer monk in the foundation building period to express the importance that the City Lord's Mansion attached to the monks who entered the semi-finals.

There is no doubt that the competition in the semi-finals will be fiercer than the preliminaries, and the three fights will be exceptionally exciting, and there will be bursts of cheers from the ring from time to time.

"The next one, one against twelve. ”

After watching three fighting matches, it was finally Yan Batian's turn to appear.

"It's him!"

As soon as Yan Batian stepped into the ring, many monks at the scene recognized him.

"Is No. 1 famous, why do you all look like you know him?" asked a number of monks with puzzled expressions.

"You don't even know him? He just threatened that if the monk with the surname of the Xiong family does not announce his withdrawal from the Xiong family after the Purple Light City Family Ranking Ring Tournament, he will see the young patriarch of the Yan family who kills one by one - Yan Batian!"

I heard that there is another reason why he is so famous, that is, in the preliminaries, every opponent he met was thrown into the ring by him. ”

"That's wrong, isn't there another eighth-layer cultivator in the Qi cultivation period who was taken off his head with a single move, and his body died?"

......

While everyone was talking, the twelfth had already jumped into the ring.

To the surprise of all the monks, the twelfth monk directly admitted defeat and publicly announced that he would never have any contact with the Xiong family from now on, and it turned out that the twelfth was actually a monk representing the Xiong family.

"I intend to join the Yan family, I don't know if the young patriarch of Yan can take me in, from now on, I will definitely serve the Yan family before and after the saddle!"

Monk No. 12 said to Yan Batian with sincerity on his face. Obviously, the death of Xiong Liehuang, the patriarch of the Xiong family, has made the monks who are attached under the big tree of the Xiong family feel uneasy.

"I'm sorry, our Yan family has no interest in the monks who rebel and seek glory!"

Without looking at No. 12, Yan Batian walked directly to his seat, sat down lazily, leaned on the back of the chair, put his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Only the stunned No. 12 was left standing in the ring, looking helpless. Obviously, he was very surprised by this result.

After all, he was an existence ranked among the top three hundred Qi cultivation period cultivators in Purple Light City, and the cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation period was already a master among Qi cultivation period cultivators, and even in some small families in Purple Light City, he was already qualified for the position of patriarch.

At the urging of the referee, No. 12 returned to his seat depressed. Monk Twelfth didn't know what to think, sometimes gritting his teeth, sometimes his face flushed. But all this was unnoticed and seemed to have forgotten about him.

In order to show the difference between the semi-finals and the preliminaries, the monks who participated in the semi-finals had seats available for their own news.

In the four-hour fighting competition, except for Yan Batian, who still threw all his opponents out of the ring as in the preliminaries, the rest of the fighting competitions were remarkable and exciting.

"In the next game, Yan Batian of the No. 1 Yan family will fight Qu Yang of the No. 2 Qu family!"

The referee's voice seemed to be louder than ever, and the families represented by the contestants and their names were announced like never before.