In Shen Yun's opinion, his status as an ordinary disciple was extremely easy, after all, it was a small fight.

Ding Yishan's thoughts were the opposite, he felt that he was very bitter.

Three games in a row, all of them were tough battles. Especially the fool egg on the opposite side of the third scene, a disciple of Chaoyang Peak, the talisman on his body smashed over as if he didn't want money.

Isn't it just an ordinary disciple identity battle?

After a while, the stupid boy threw out dozens of talismans, and even Ding Yishan felt distressed when he saw it.

If it weren't for the fact that the identity of an outer disciple was too important to him, he almost wanted to surrender.

No matter how Ding Yishan dodged, he would inevitably suffer several talismans after all, and the defensive shield would have been broken a long time ago.

Finally at the critical moment, through the advantage of the magic weapon, the opponent's shield was torn apart, if the other party didn't admit defeat, Ding Yishan almost wanted to hack him to death, it was really hot.

Either way, the battle was won.

Ding Yishan walked out of the ring depressedly, and suddenly heard Xia Hongyu's congratulatory voice full of joy. Subsequently, there were also the joyful voices of Shen Yun, Yang Rongxuan, and Zhang Tianhua.

At this time, Ding Yishan discovered that the square where the ring was located had many disciples coming for a while.

There are at least a few hundred people, and it seems to be increasing.

"Why are you here?" Ding Yishan was very curious, and asked Shen Yun again, "By the way, Senior Brother Shen, has your game started?"

"It just ended, and I won by luck. ”

Seeing Shen Yun unscathed and understated, Ding Yishan almost vomited blood.

He knew that Shen Yun's luck was good enough, and he had two byes.

What about himself? After three hard battles, his hair and eyebrows are still scorched, but Shen Yun's body is clean, as if he has come to see the excitement...... Alas, this man is better than a man.

"We came to see Cheng Zitong's game. Yang Rongxuan smiled and lowered his voice.

"That newly rated the first beauty of the Seven Star Sect, Cheng Zitong of Yijian Peak?" Ding Yishan was a little interested, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xia Hongyu's face becoming gloomy, and hurriedly added, "I won't look at it, you see, the senior brother is almost exhausted, and he has to go back to recuperate quickly." ”

"Isn't that her, over there. "Zhang Tianhua has never been consciously aware of knowledge.

Today, Cheng Zitong didn't wear a veil, standing under a big tree not far away, talking to Qin Xiulian in a whisper.

From a distance, the girl was plain white, pure and elegant, and beautiful and incomprehensible.

Shen Yun frowned slightly, for some reason, the girl under the tree, because she has grown up a lot, although she is more beautiful, but she is not quite like the little fairy in her dream.

Now it seems that the fairy in the dream actually has little to do with Cheng Zitong?

"In the next game, Chaoyang Peak will expand its business, and fight against Cheng Zitong of Yijian Peak!"

As soon as the Linglan Realm referee announced this, it immediately caused a buzz.

On the route from Cheng Zitong to the ring, the disciples quickly dispersed like a tide, and in an instant, a passage was vacated.

Cheng Zitong was obviously not very used to being watched by so many people, and he didn't expect his popularity to be so strong, just an ordinary disciple's event attracted so many onlookers.

She frowned slightly, her eyes were indifferent, she smiled and nodded at Qin Xiulian who was cheering her on the side, and then stepped into the ring like a gust of wind, ignoring the eager eyes beside her.

Fortunately, the young disciples who were watching, although most of them came to see Cheng Zitong, were all very conscious, and no one greeted her before the battle, probably for fear of affecting the other party and the next battle.