After a while, Ao Tianling suddenly sighed: "Hey! I didn't expect that this time neither of us could make it to the top 16 of the rookies! I originally thought that one of the two of us could enter the top 16 and secretly help Tianqi and let him enter the top 10 smoothly, but now it seems that all this can only rely on Tianqi himself!"

Ao Tianjun still had a deep face, and after a long while, he said in a deep voice: "What do you think is the chance that the young patriarch will be in the top ten this time?"

Ao Tianling pondered for a while and said, "The hope is not very big, at most only thirty percent." After all, this time, in the top sixteen, there were twelve people who were fifth-order martial artists. However, if Tianqi can learn the 'God Destroying Thorn' within a few days, maybe the chances can be increased to more than forty percent. ”

Hearing this, Ao Tianjun's brows furrowed slightly: "In this way, it is very difficult for the young patriarch to enter the top ten, is it possible that our mission to capture a Heavenly Apocalypse Pill this time will fail like this?"

"It's hard to say, let's read on!"

At the same time, at the highest point of the stadium stands, it is also the highest VIP seat.

A team of guards was guarding the VIP seat. And there were only two people sitting in the top VIP seat.

One is a middle-aged man with a majestic appearance that is incomprehensible. This middle-aged man is none other than Long Xing, the head of the Great Kun Kingdom.

And there was a handsome young man sitting next to Long Xing. This young man is dressed in a green shirt and has a gentle and elegant temperament.

He was none other than the Blue Emperor 'Aomori' who was invited, the youngest ninth-order martial artist in the Great Kun Kingdom.

At this time, Long Xing smiled and said, "Aomori, what do you think of the newcomers of this generation?" Aomori smiled: "Lord, among the young martial artists who came to participate in the rookie conference in the past, there were only eight or nine people who could reach the fifth-order level of cultivation, but this time, there were twelve fifth-order martial artists at once. This shows that the young warriors of this generation are much stronger than the young people of previous generations! This also shows that the Great Kun Kingdom is becoming stronger and stronger under the leadership of the country lord, and its strength is getting stronger and stronger, I think it will be a matter of time before our Great Kun Kingdom wants to become the first power in the Tianfeng Continent!"

Long Jinghui slowly read out the list of six people.

Among these six people, there were two fifth-order Great Perfection martial artists, namely Long Xiaotian and Night Terror Feather.

That Long Xiaotian is a descendant of the Long family, the largest super family in the Great Kun Kingdom, and his cultivation is amazing.

Night Terror Feather is a mysterious loose cultivator, and he is also a newcomer who suddenly appeared at this rookie conference.

Except for these two, the other four were all fifth-order peak martial artists.

After reading these lists, Long Jinghui said again: "The six seeded players that the old man read just now can directly enter the top ten ranking tournaments without participating in the following events. Next, four of the remaining six fifth-order masters and four top fourth-order masters will be selected to enter the top ten, and how to choose will depend on your strength. ”

After saying this, Long Jinghui looked at Ao Tianqi, Shadow Moon, Yun Dian, and Chihuo'er, his expression was very cold, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Xuanyuan Zhantian, Shadow Moon, Yundian, Red Huo'er. The four of you all showed strength far beyond your peers in that round of the fourth-order martial arts competition. Our jury also believes that the four of you have the qualifications to fight with the fifth-order martial artists, so let the four of you enter this round of competition, but the real strength of the four of you is still not a small gap with the fifth-order martial artists. In order to speed up the progress of the game, in this round, the two strongest will be selected from the four of you. Those two will compete with the remaining six fifth-order martial artists for four places in the top ten! Okay, Xuanyuan Zhantian, Shadow Moon, Yundian, and Chihuo'er, the four of you will stay, and the rest of the players will go back!"

After Long Xiaotian and the other fifth-order players left, Ao Tianqi's faces all 'revealed' complex expressions.

The four of them all felt that Long Jinghui was much colder to the four of them than the other twelve, obviously feeling that the cultivation of the four of them was too weak, and they were not qualified to be compared with the fifth-order martial artists, but this was also true.

Next, Long Jinghui said coldly to the four of them: "Next, the four of you will be divided into two groups by the formation of the 'draw' lot, and the winners will be the two strongest to be determined." The two losers will then face each other, the winner will be opposed, and then the other winner will be 'engaged', and the victory will go directly to the next round, and the defeat will be eliminated. Alright, let's start the 'draw' grouping!"

With Long Jinghui's announcement, an auxiliary referee walked over with a closed cardboard box.

The carton contained four balls.

Subsequently, Shadow Moon was the first to 'draw' lots.

Ao Tianqi 'draw' the second time, and the number he 'drawn' was No. 1.

After everyone finished 'drawing' the lot, Long Jinghui in the air said: "Now the four hands have 'drawn' their respective numbers, according to the rules, No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 4." The first game is No. 1 vs. No. 2, who 'draws' No. 1?"

"Report to seniors, it's me!"

Ao Tianqi replied respectfully.

"Hmm!" Long Jinghui still looked cold, "Who is No. 2?"

"Me!"

Among the four, a rebellious red-haired young man walked out.

The appearance of this red-haired young man was very different from ordinary people, because not only his hair was red, but even his eyebrows were red.

He is the Red Fire Er among the four Fourth-Order Players, a dual-line martial artist of the Fire and Earth at the peak of the Fourth-Order Great Perfection.

Seeing that Ao Tianqi and Chihuo'er both stood up, Long Jinghui announced: "Then this first game will be played by Xuanyuan Zhantian against Chihuo'er, please play!"

At this moment, with Long Jinghui's announcement, Ao Tianqi and Chihuoer stepped into the center of the arena.

Shadow Moon and Cloud Dian both retreated to the players' seats.

At this moment, only Chihuo'er and Ao Tianqi were left in the entire arena.

The spectators on the surrounding stands instantly calmed down, they knew that the first match was finally about to begin, and the young warriors' eyes lit up with excitement.

"Haha!!This first game is about to start!

"yes, who do you think will win this first game?"

"It's hard to say! I don't know the strength of these two. ”

However, compared to the 'agitation' and excitement of these young warriors, the scene somewhere is completely different.

In the second VIP seat high in the stands, there are more than a dozen imposing warriors.

Most of these dozen people are old men with gray hair, and a few are middle-aged people.

It turned out that these dozen or so people were all eighth-order martial artists who came to Kyoto and the forces near Kyoto, and they were all peerless figures who called their ancestors, and this time they came to watch the game because of the ranking tournament of the top 16 rookies.