After two rounds of fighting, the remaining forty-three people, and the forty seeded players, stood at the front of the square at this time, attracting attention.

"Very good! You are all the elite of the current generation of disciples! The hope of the future of Huaqing Sect!

I hope you will continue to work hard in the next competition!

Alright, let's start the Top 100 draw!

Because of the number of people, there will be one bye in this round, and those who draw the number eighty-three will be directly promoted!"

The white-clothed elder stood on the jade platform and began to organize the top 100 competition.

The forty-three people who won the preliminary round, together with the seeded players, began to draw lots one after another, and Wu Tian also followed behind his senior sister, lining up to prepare for the draw.

"Hmm?......

Just now, the elder said how many byes will be directly promoted?"

Wu Tian looked at the jade slip with the words 'eighty-three' written on it in his hand, raised his head and asked.

"Eighty-three bye, directly promoted!"

The white-clothed elder glanced at Wu Tian and said impatiently.

"Uh..... I...... It looks like it's a bye again!"

Wu Tian was confirmed by the elders, looked at the jade slip in his hand with a confused expression, and muttered.

Suddenly, among the surrounding disciples who drew lots, a commotion broke out.

"I'm going! I'm really lucky to step on shit! I got the number eighty-three!"

"Yes! Pine Needle Peak itself was directly promoted to the top 100 because of the small number of people, and he was drawn a bye by him, wouldn't it be that he didn't play a game and directly entered the top 50!"

"I'm going to have such a lucky man!"

"I ...... I also want to go to Pine Needle Peak......"

......

Ahem...... I didn't mean to, I also wanted to end up with a comparison, but this ...... Don't give me a chance!

Wu Tian pretended to have a helpless look on his face, but his heart blossomed.

"Senior sister, I'll go cheer you on!"

Wu Tian turned his head, looked at Murong Xue, who had drawn the fifty-third, tried his best to suppress the joy in his heart, and said in a calm tone.

"Hmmm......"

Murong Xue hummed lightly, and went straight to the twenty-seventh ring, leaving behind a blue shadow and a fragrant breeze.

"Hiss~ so fragrant!"

Wu Tian took a deep breath, and in the eyes around him that were about to erupt fire, he followed Murong Xue in a stagger.

At this time, Ban Qing was messy in the crowd......

Soon, the eighty-three people who entered the top 100, except for Wu Tian, all came to their respective rings, and Wu Tian also sat excitedly in the audience outside the ring where Murong Xue was.

I saw Murong Xue in a blue dress, standing quietly in the ring, and the opposite side was also a 'disciple in Tsing Yi', holding a long sword, looking at the ice beauty in front of him nervously, and at this time he had no admiration, only a sense of regret filled his heart.

Why is he so unlucky, he won the fifty-fourth in one draw, and confronted the contemporary chief disciple Murong Xue, how could he not have the good luck of the 'little junior brother of Pine Needle Peak'!

Without playing a single game, he entered the top 50, and he worked hard to win two games in a row before he entered the top 100, and he met Murong Xue this time, hey......

The disciple in Tsing Yi let out a long sigh in his heart, and tightened the long sword in his hand, although he only had the cultivation in the middle of the Jindan period, and Murong Xue, who was already at the peak of the Jindan stage and could become a primordial infant at any time, was not comparable at all, but no matter what, he had to fight with all his might!

The white-clothed deacon gave an order, and the disciple in Tsing Yi clenched the long sword in his hand, and the magic trick in his hand changed, and the long sword was taken out of his hand in an instant, and he also jumped into the air with the long sword.

High in the air, the long sword of the Tsing Yi disciple instantly became larger, transforming into a giant sword, flashing with brilliant light, like a second sun in the sky.

"It's that sword technique that fell from the sky again!"

Wu Tian remembered that day in Shiyuan County, the county government was such a giant sword, which fell from the sky and killed Gu Xianling, and he became attached to Huaqingmen from then on, and got the hand card given by Shen Tuli, so as to enter Huaqingmen to cultivate.

And Murong Xue still stood quietly in place, looking up at the air.

The light in mid-air became more and more vigorous, and suddenly like a meteor falling, it smashed straight towards Murong Xue angrily, bringing a long trail in mid-air, so beautiful!

The giant sword smashed down quickly, and it was about to fall on top of Murong Xue's head, but there was still no movement from Murong Xue.

The melon-eating crowd watching the battle around couldn't help but hold their breath, and their hearts were in their throats.

"Why hasn't Senior Sister moved?"

Wu Tian was also wondering when suddenly Murong Xue moved!

A long sword flew out of Murong Xue's cuffs, unpretentious, and galloped straight towards the giant sword that fell from the sky.

Just as Murong Xue's long sword was about to collide with the giant sword that fell from the sky, the long sword burst out with brilliant brilliance, exuding an incomparably cold aura.

"Smack"

There was a small cracking sound, without the huge impact sound that everyone imagined, and it didn't even set off a trace of air.

The giant sword in mid-air was like glass, and cracks spread all over the sword body.

In a breath, the giant sword burst open with a thud and turned into ice slag in the sky.

It was like hail in the air above the ring, countless ice slags fell to the ground, and the disciple in Tsing Yi also fell to the ground with a heavy face.

"Senior Sister Xue, Kamui! I lost ......"

The disciple in Tsing Yi made a gesture towards Murong Xue, turned around and walked out of the enchantment in three or two steps.

Murong Xue lightly withdrew her long sword, made a gesture towards the white-clothed deacon, and turned around and walked out of the enchantment.

"In this competition, Murong Xue of Pine Needle Peak won!"

It wasn't until the two of them walked out of the enchantment that the white-clothed deacon reacted and announced Murong Xue's victory.

"This ...... Is this Murong Xue's strength?"

"He is worthy of being the chief disciple of the contemporary era! That senior brother is a dignified Jindan mid-stage cultivator! He was defeated in one move!"

"yes...... It's so strong......"

The surrounding melon-eating crowd also came back to their senses and began to talk about Murong Xue's competition just now.

"Congratulations, senior sister!"

Wu Tian also ran over and greeted Murong Xue.

At this time, Wu Tian was also horrified in his heart, he knew how powerful the sword technique that fell from the sky was, he thought he couldn't take it, but he was frozen into ice slag by his senior sister.

"Hmmm......"

Murong Xue hummed lightly, went straight back to the area of Pine Needle Peak in the square, and sat up cross-legged.

"The senior sister in front of outsiders is really as cold as ice!"

Wu Tian sighed, and did not go back to the square with Murong Xue, but looked at the ring where Ban Qing was and watched the battle.

At this time, Ban Qing's competition has just entered the white-hot stage, the opponent is a disciple of Yuqing Peak, his strength is not weak, and his cultivation has reached the middle of the Jindan period, which is a small realm higher than Ban Qing, and Ban Qing can only support it hard.

Wu Tian looked at it for a while, and shook his head with some pity, Ban Qing would lose this battle.

After all, the cultivation gap is there!

"Hmph!

Ban Qing, who was already a little injured, roared at this time, and his spiritual power surged, as if he was about to release a killing move!

Suddenly, Ban Qing took out something from his sleeve, and Wu Tian's pupils shrank when he saw it.

This kid! Do you want to use a grenade?!

Wu Tian was shocked in his heart, couldn't it be that Ban Qing was red-eyed and was going to use a grenade?!

The grenade, a modern weapon, would be injured if it was used unexpectedly, but in this way, Wu Tian and Ban Qing could not hide the secret of the hot weapon.

Before the two of them returned to Huaqingmen, there was an agreement that as long as it was not a matter of life and death, thermal weapons must not be used in the sect!

Just when Wu Tian was about to stop it, Ban Qing took out a pair of black glasses and put them on, the corners of his mouth curved a strange arc, and when the disciple of Yuqing Peak jumped up, the long sword in his hand turned into two giant swords, ready to give Ban Qing the final blow.

"Bang"

A small explosion sounded, and a violent burst of bright light burst out in an instant, and Wu Tian hurriedly blocked his eyes with his hand.

The sudden bright light made the disciples of Yuqing Peak and the people watching the battle around them blind in an instant.

It was at this moment, before the disciples of Yuqing Peak could let go of their divine sense, a cold long sword was placed on his shoulder.

Soon the crowd recovered from the brief blindness caused by the bright light, and saw the center standing in a strange posture.

The disciple of Yuqing Peak still maintained the downward slashing motion, half-kneeling on the ground, while behind him stood a person with a pair of black glasses on his face, and a long sword glowing with cold light in his hand resting on his shoulder.

"Day...... Rizhao Peak Banqing wins!"

At this time, the white-clothed deacon also came to his senses and immediately announced that Ban Qing had won.

Ban Qing took off his glasses, withdrew his long sword, glanced at the white-clothed deacon with a happy face, took a step back and made a gesture to the disciple of Yuqingfeng in front of him, and wanted to turn around and leave the ring.

At this time, suddenly there was a sound of breaking the air, and Ban Qing hurriedly turned around, but it was too late.

A long sword pierced Ban Qing's left shoulder, but fortunately, Ban Qing's turning action avoided the position of the heart.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden scene, and when they came back to their senses, they saw the disciple of Yu Qingfeng, holding a long sword with a gloomy face, and a fierce look on the corner of his mouth.

"Erdare!"

Suddenly, with a loud shout, the white-clothed deacon suddenly burst out, and with a flicker, he knocked the Yuqing Peak disciple away and slammed into the enchantment.

"Poof~"

Ban Qing spurted out a mouthful of blood and knelt down with a depressed expression.

"He's cheating! I'm not reconciled! I can't lose!"

The disciple of Yu Qingfeng, who was fanned by the white-clothed deacon, spat blood from his mouth and kept muttering in his mouth.

"Senior Brother Ban!"

Wu Tian was the first to rush into the ring, and at this time, the white-clothed deacon had already fed a pill into Ban Qing's mouth, and Ban Qing felt a lot better.

"I've already fed him the Heart Protector Pill, but fortunately it didn't hurt him!

The white-clothed deacon handed Ban Qing into Wu Tian's hands, stood up, and walked towards the Yuqingfeng disciple in the corner.

"It's really a shame for Yu Qingfeng!"

The white-clothed deacon shouted angrily, like a dead dog, and took the already delirious Yuqingfeng disciple in his hand and walked out of the ring enchantment.

Everyone doesn't have to think about it, what awaits him must be a severe punishment, ranging from abolishing cultivation to expulsion from the division, or throwing him directly into the thunder pool and being punished by thunder.

It is a great sin to maliciously harm one's fellow disciples!

What's more, the white-clothed deacon had already announced the results of the game, and he also attacked Ban Qing, attacked Ban Qing viciously, and took Ban Qing's life directly.

"Ahem...... I'm fine, it's just a pity...... I can't participate in the next martial arts!"

Ban Qing opened his eyes a little weakly and looked at the senior brothers around him.

"Senior Brother Ban, you should be glad that you weren't hurt to the core, as for the game, you don't have to take it to heart!"

Wu Tian comforted Ban Qing, lifted Ban Qing up from the ground, handed it over to the disciples of Rizhao Peak, and carried Ban Qing back to Rizhao Peak to rest.

"Hey......"

Wu Tian looked at the lonely back who was carried away and sighed.

Senior Brother Ban's luck...... What bad luck!

Kankan used flashbangs to catch the opponent off guard, and finally won the game, but it turned out to be such a scene, and he almost lost his life!

Think about yourself without a fight, and directly enter the top 50, hey......

Luck is also a kind of strength!

Wu Tian sighed silently in his heart.