In the center of the square, each of the 100 promoted disciples drew lots.

After a while, all the disciples finished drawing lots.

Chang Le stood in the middle of the square, and he had just drawn lots.

Not far away, Huang Ming saw Chang Le, walked over slowly, and said with a light smile: "Chang Le, my opponent is the thirty-seventh, let's see what is your opponent?"

The token at the time of the draw only shows the opponent's brand number, and does not directly display the name.

Chang Le glanced at the token in his hand, shook his head and said, "Eighty-five, I don't know who the opponent is." ”

Huang Ming said with some regret: "I thought I could be assigned with you." ”

From the beginning, Huang Ming wanted to fight Chang Le, but it was still a knockout match before, and it was not the time to use all his strength, so he postponed the battle.

Chang Le smiled and nodded.

There were a total of 100 disciples who advanced to the ring match, and there were exactly 100 rings in the square, so all the disciples in the first ring match started at the same time. The winner of each ring can directly enter the top 50, and the loser can only compete with other losers for 51 to 100 places.

In this cycle, the second ring match is fifty into twenty-five, and the third ring match is twenty-five into thirteen.

There is no doubt that in the third ring match, there will be one bye, but the bye is not a big deal, because if you don't have enough strength, you can't compete for the top ten, you can only compete for the eleventh to twenty-fifth places.

After the third ring match, it's time for the top 10 ranking matches!

At that time, the remaining thirteen disciples will fight each other, in a point competition, the winner will get one point, the loser will deduct one point, the tie will not add points or subtract points, and finally the ranking will be based on the number of points.

In fact, except for the first three ring matches, the rest of the ring matches were played by points.

After all, this is the best way to determine the ranking, and it will not lead to the disciples with poor strength in the top 100 of this year's big competition entering the top 50, or even the top 20.

"Attention all disciples, please follow the number on their respective tokens to enter the ring. ”

An inner deacon suddenly said loudly.

At this moment, the Great Elder of the Inner Gate was nowhere to be found, but many disciples did not pay much attention to this, and most of the disciples were attracted by the upcoming ring match.

Chang Le also didn't notice the sudden disappearance of the Great Elder of the Inner Gate, in fact, at this moment, on the rostrum, several Inner Door Elders had already left, and after he took a deep breath, he slowly walked towards the eighty-fifth ring.

"Hey, Chang Le, the disciple of the eighty-fifth ring match is Chang Le?"

"It's really amazing, Chang Le actually entered the top 100. ”

"Chang Le's qualifications are already good, and now that he has entered the top 100 and has the authority to enter the Library Pavilion to exchange for advanced martial arts and exercises, I am afraid that it will not be long before his strength will improve a lot. ”

"According to his current strength, I'm afraid that the ranking can only stop here, after all, he has only cultivated in the middle of the pulse realm. ”

Many of the surrounding disciples shook their heads, although it was surprising that Chang Le could enter the top 100, it was not unbelievable.

After all, Chang Le's strength is also good, and if he is lucky, it is not impossible for him to enter the top 100.

But compared to other disciples, Chang Le's cultivation is still too low, and most people are not optimistic about Chang Le.

At this moment, Chang Le had already stepped into the ring, and opposite him was a burly and cold disciple in the late stage of the Tongmai Realm.

"Ring 85, Chang Le vs. Pang Bo, are you ready?"

On the edge of the ring, the referee said coldly.

Chang Le and Pang Bo both nodded lightly.

"Okay, then...... It's game on!" The referee immediately announced.

Under the ring, when many disciples heard the referee's introduction, their eyes suddenly widened, and they looked at Pang Bo in amazement.

"Chang Le's opponent turned out to be Pang Bo, a genius disciple of the patrol envoy, and now it seems that Chang Le is really out of play. Many disciples shook their heads.

Pang Bo, a genius disciple of the Patrol Envoy, although his cultivation is only in the late stage of the Tongmai Realm, but he can serve as an Inspector, his qualifications and talents are naturally beyond doubt, and his strength is stronger than some veteran Tongmai Realm peak disciples. He looked at Chang Le lightly and said, "Good luck, it seems that I am destined to enter the top fifty." ”

In the first ring match, the winner will be eligible to compete for the top 50 finishes.

"I'm just afraid...... You will be disappointed. "Chang Le's face is not afraid, and the patrol at the peak of the Tongmai Realm makes the disciple Chang Le not pay attention to it, so why not be afraid of Pang Bo.

"Hmph. Pang Bo snorted faintly and said, "You are very lucky, you actually entered the top 100 in the middle of the Tongmai Realm, but do you still think that you can defeat me?" ”

In Pang Bo's view, the reason why Chang Le was able to enter the top 100 was entirely because of luck.

There is a big loophole in the early knockout round of this year's Inner Gate Competition, and in the same group, if the strong ones are knocked out of the ring, then the people who remain will naturally be able to advance. Therefore, in Pang Bo's eyes, Chang Le also became the kind of lucky disciple, so he was promoted to become a top 100 disciple.

Chang Le smiled faintly and said, "Won't you know if you try it?" ”

Pang Bo stopped talking nonsense and said in a low voice: "Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being unkind." ”

"The spirit snake is out of the hole!" Pang Bo let out a low snort, kicked his feet, and his body instantly rushed towards Chang Le, extremely fast, and in the eyes of many disciples, he only saw an afterimage.

At the same time, Pang Bo's hands stretched out, in the shape of a snake, like two extremely nimble snakes, straight towards Chang Le.

Under the ring, many disciples exclaimed, Pang Bo's blow looked like a real poisonous snake, giving people a sense of extreme fright.

Chang Le's body was shocked, and his body suddenly shone with an incomparably bright bronze light.

"It's a body refining technique!" There are disciples who have seen Chang Le compete with others before, and at this moment, when they saw Chang Le perform this blow again, they couldn't help but exclaim.

Almost as the person's voice fell, Chang Le punched out violently, the speed was extremely fast, and it only left an afterimage, and his fist was attacking the two small snakes that Pang Bo struck.

As Chang Le's attack fell, Pang Bo's face suddenly changed, and his two hands, like injured snakes, made a slight sound.

"It's kind of interesting. Pang Bo withdrew his hands and looked at Chang Le with slightly narrowed eyes.

Originally, in his opinion, Chang Le in front of him had broken into the top 100 out of complete luck, but through the blow just now, he realized that Chang Le's strength did not seem to be as he imagined, just that blow alone was comparable to an ordinary peak martial artist of the Tongmai Realm.

Even so, Pang Bo didn't take Chang Le very seriously, after all, he was a genius disciple who had served as an inspector, and a disciple like Chang Le, even if he had some strength, he still didn't care much.

"Surprise you...... But that's not all. Chang Le looked at Pang Bo lightly and said coldly.

Pang Bo snorted coldly and said, "Then I want to see how much your strength can surprise me." ”

As he spoke, Pang Bo's body rushed forward again, turning into a black afterimage, and rushed to Chang Le in the blink of an eye.

With his speed, it was difficult for even a martial artist at the peak of the Tongmai Realm to do so.

Obviously, Pombo is very strong.

"The dragon wags its tail!" Pombo let out a low sigh, his hands swinging rapidly in front of him again.

"Hehe, this mad dragon style I have cultivated is a Ling-level mid-level martial art, you can force me to perform this move, you should be proud. But...... It's time for you to go down too!" Pang Bo roared, his hands slammed into Chang Le like the power of a giant dragon, and he threw it fiercely towards Chang Le.

In the Library Pavilion, if you want to exchange for a spirit-level mid-level martial art, you first need a huge contribution point, which is not thousands, but as high as tens of thousands.

The contribution points of tens of thousands of dollars alone are enough to make some inner disciples despair.

With the strength of some disciples, tens of thousands of contribution points have been raised, and I don't know what year or month it will be.

Secondly, you also need permissions!

If you don't have enough permissions, then even if you have tens of thousands of contribution points, you won't be able to redeem them in the library.

At this moment, Pang Bo was only in the late stage of the Tongmai Realm, and he had displayed a spirit-level mid-level martial art.

In the inner gate of the Tiannan Sect, the disciples in the late stage of the Tongmai Realm not to mention have the authority to exchange for spirit-level mid-level martial arts, and it is difficult to raise tens of thousands of contribution points alone. Obviously, the mad dragon style that Pang Bo performed should not be the martial arts in the Tiannan Sect's library pavilion, but the one he obtained outside when he was an inspector.

But even so, it's shocking enough.

Chang Le's eyes were also slightly narrowed, his face was slightly dignified, and at the same time as Pang Boshi displayed this move, his body moved, his body moved violently, and a set of punches was immediately displayed.

Suddenly, the shadow of the fist flickered, and Chang Le kept waving his fists, attacking Pang Bo's hands one after another.

It's just that Pang Bo's hands seem to have really become the tail of a real dragon at this moment, so hard that it is difficult to destroy, no matter how Chang Le attacks, Pang Bo's hands have not retreated a bit.

Syllable!

Pang Bo's hands were thrown heavily on Chang Le's body, and the huge force directly blasted Chang Le's body dozens of meters away.

However, Pombo's body also stopped, and he gasped slightly, his hands trembling slightly.

"What kind of body refining technique is this, the power of one punch is so powerful. Pang Bo was also secretly frightened. Just now, he used the dragon tail swing to attack Chang Le, and the latter was also constantly bombarding his hands.

Every time he was bombarded by Chang Le, Pang Bo trembled slightly, so to speak, if it wasn't for his strong defense with this move, then Chang Le's constant bombardment alone would be enough to defeat him.

Moreover, even if he resisted Chang Le's attack and successfully knocked Chang Le away, his hands were not lightly injured.

At this moment, his two arms were as if they had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and it was difficult to exert their strength.

Just when Pang Bo was surprised in his heart, suddenly, a bright bronze figure flashed in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Pang Bo's face changed greatly: "How is it possible!"

Under the blow of the dragon's tail, there was still the power to resist? Pang Bo's face instantly turned cold, he reacted quickly, his legs moved, and his body quickly retreated.

It's just that Pang Bo's speed is fast, and Chang Le's speed is even faster.

Chang Le's whole person, like a sky eagle, appeared in front of Pang Bo at a very fast speed.

"I said it...... You'll be disappointed!" Chang Le said lightly, the Bronze Body Refining Technique not only made Chang Le's fist power soar, but his defense was also extremely strong, and ordinary Tongmai Realm peak martial artists couldn't break through his defenses at all.

As soon as the words fell, Chang Le's fists glowing with bronze light slammed into Pang Bo's chest, and without waiting for Pang Bo to react, he continued to wave his fists and bombard continuously.

With the continuous attacks of these punches, Pang Bo's body suddenly resembled a wild horse that had escaped, his feet dragging the ground, trying his best to stop, but even so, his body still fell straight under the ring.

Bang!

Pombo's body fell heavily from the ring to the ground with a dull sound.

"Ahh......h