And when Liang Tian saw Xiao Zilin's face-changing technique, a faint sweat broke out on his forehead, and countless black lines fell to the ground in an instant. And the cultivators who watched the game below saw that Xiao Zilin had such a terrifying cultivation at such a young age, and at this time, they couldn't help but take a sharp breath, and their whole bodies felt like they were breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Well, the winner of the third round is Xiao Zilin Xiaodaoyou. Looking at Xiao Zilin on the stage with a shocked face, the man in white who was standing on the presiding stage announced with a trembling voice. When the words fell, a large number of deafening applause was immediately won at the bottom, which was as loud as thunder!

And the Shangqing Sword Sect elder also crawled out of the big pit at this time, patted the dirt on his body slightly, and returned to their box with a dejected face. As he was leaving, the elder's face was gloomy, and it was clear that he was still not relieved of his loss.

At the same time, the backstage lounge of the competition has been turned into an ice rink at this time. I saw that Liang Tian and the others had countless black lines on their foreheads, and they looked at Xiao Zilin who was still excited on the side with a smile on their faces. There was not even the slightest sound of excitement and joy around, and some were just cold.

"What's the matter, brother. Aren't you happy for me if I defeated my opponent and won this match just now?" Xiao Zilin, who didn't realize the atmosphere that existed now, looked at Liang Tian with black lines on his face with an excited expression.

"Eh, little Zilin, didn't we just meet to enter the finals together? Why, you were so happy to kick a cultivator out of the game. Before Liang Tian could speak, Liu Fei, who couldn't sit still, immediately interjected.

"Damn, people won't encourage them to win the game, but they also won two games in a row this time! After listening to what Liu Fei said, Xiao Zilin, who was still full of excitement just now, walked to the side and sulked angrily in the corner as if frost had hit an eggplant, and his mouth was high.

However, just as Xiao Zilin was sitting on the side sulking, Qi Fei, who was suddenly sitting on the side, suddenly screamed: "Damn, the players in this second rematch are inevitably too weak! Qi Fei, who was sitting on the sidelines and closing his eyes and releasing his senses to watch the game, was watching the game on the field at the moment with relish, and he didn't pay attention to the eyes of others at all.

"Hey, I've been beaten down so soon!" Qi Fei, who was watching the game with his eyes closed and his divine sense, suddenly let out a 'huh', and then turned to Yun Yan on the side and reminded: "Yun Lao, now the seventh round of the game has been decided. Now you play, you get ready now. When the words fell, I saw Qi Fei turn his head back again, and continued to enjoy this unique game.

"Fellow Daoists, the seventh round of the competition has ended, the winner has been announced, and the winner is the disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect. As soon as the man in white finished speaking, the Demon Sect disciples who were sitting at the bottom watching the game applauded excitedly at this moment. There was an expression of excitement on their faces, and it was clear that they were hungry for victory.

"Then the seventh leg is over, the eighth round is now on, and now the opponents are invited. The white-clothed man's voice at this time was like a loud magic sound, and it instantly reached the ears of the cultivators present. Even Yun Yan, who was in the backstage lounge, could hear it clearly at this time.

"Hehe, it's my turn to play now! Hearing the announcement of the man in white, Yun Yan, who was sitting on the side, muttered these words and slowly stood up. "Yun Lao, it's your turn to play! if you don't go up again, you may lose the qualification for the competition. After Yun Yan stood up calmly, Liang Tian, who was sitting behind him, didn't know when this sentence came out.

"Thank you for the young master's reminder, the old man will play. Yun Yan, who had already stood up, heard Liang Tian's reminder, and made a slight gesture to Liang Tian, and then disappeared into the backstage lounge with a teleportation.

Under the gaze of many cultivators, Yun Yan's figure at this time slowly appeared in the competition ring. "Everyone, you are friendly, the old man's name is Yun Yan. In the first stage competition, the performance was not very good, and I hope everyone will bear with me later. Yun Yan, who had just appeared in the ring, was not as arrogant as the other players, but showed a kind smile and greeted the cultivators who were watching the game below.

"Old man, you're really not simple! I just wanted to pull the Taoist friends below to support you. As soon as these words fell, a figure appeared opposite him.

"This fellow Daoist, what sect and sect are you, are you really my opponent in this round?" Yun Yan looked at the cultivator in front of him slightly for a long time before asking.

"What's the matter, Young Master Ben's cultivation is high! It's still too late for you to admit defeat now, otherwise if something happens then, don't look for me, hahaha. But there was the cultivator standing across from him, and he didn't take this matter seriously, and he was still talking very arrogant things there.

"Well, it's good to be young and ambitious, but if you don't control the ambition in your heart well, then the path of cultivation will not be so smooth in the future. The arrogant words that the cultivator said did not affect Yun Yan's mood in the competition, and I saw that he taught the cultivator carefully in a kind way in the ring.

"Hey, old man, where are you talking nonsense. What ambition is not ambitious, Lao Tzu's current cultivation is very high, it is easy to deal with an old man like you, where are you muttering something!" At this time, I saw that the cultivator's face was suddenly a little unhappy, and then he pointed at Yun Yan's nose and scolded.

Just when this cultivator pointed at Yun Yan's nose and scolded, the cultivators present instantly boiled at this moment, and they all started talking about it. Because they felt at this time that since Yun Yan's appearance, it had brought them an invisible coercion. But what exactly is the coercion of feelings, then the only answer that can be explained now is that this is the coercion unique to the master.

"Hahaha, this little guy is so awesome, he dares to argue with Yun Lao. Liang Tian, who had been observing the progress of the competition, suddenly laughed at this time. But his laughter stopped abruptly at this point, and then he muttered to himself in a low voice: "And Yun Lao, this old guy is too good at pretending to be deep! No matter how people insult him, they are indifferent, if it were me, I would have kicked him under the ring a long time ago." After Liang Tian complained fiercely for Yun Yan, he then devoted himself to observing the progress of the competition.