The fat man Fang Yuan did not attack others after Gu Sheng's sound began, but moved towards the edge of the ring while guarding against the attacks of others, "bang" The fat man blocked the attack behind him with his hand and did not fight back, and still moved towards the edge of the ring, but at this time, the entire ring had been emptied a lot, and there were more than a hundred people left, with space battles, it was not so frequent, and a small number of people who were not strong were on guard at a distance, and they did not dare to attack others again, but in the middle of the field, there were more than a dozen people still fighting around to eliminate others. These dozen or so people are all existences of the congenital pinnacle, and the ordinary three or four innate ninefolds are not their opponents.

"Hmph, don't look at it, let's shoot together, we still have a chance to beat these people, or we won't have a chance at all when they break each one" A round-faced young man shouted with a frown, and in a while, more than twenty people were eliminated.

"That's right, let's shoot" Everyone understands the truth, including the fat man Fang Yuan, but he can't beat it, so he can only combine vertically and horizontally. There is still a chance to besiege these people.

The fat man and seven or eight people attacked one of the congenital nine-fold peaks, Bi Cheng kept watching below, and saw the fat man and the object chosen by those people Bi Cheng sighed again in his heart This fat man is really unlucky, the fat man The object of their siege is a bald young man, Bi Cheng has even seen the smile on the corner of the bald young man's mouth, Bi Cheng can feel that this bald young man has some reservations in the battle just now, I am afraid that he is one of the strongest two in the eighth ring, the fat man chose him as the object of siege Bi Cheng has nothing else to do except silent mourning.

Sure enough, seven or eight innate nine-fold masters were eliminated by the bald youth before they could even hold on for three minutes, and when the fat man was chopped down with a palm, Bi Cheng flew up and dragged him down.

"Ahem, damn, this bald head is too strong, how could I choose him" The fat man who was eliminated said with a wry smile. There were also two innate nine-fold peak martial artists on the field who were eliminated by the siege, but the bald young man they besieged was empty, obviously no one wanted to mess with the bald man after the fat man made the touchstone.

Now that the fat man has been eliminated, Bi Cheng's eyes also looked at the other rings, and at the No. 3 ring, Bi Cheng saw Yan Qingqiu, Yan Qingqiu's breath was stronger, maybe he knew that Yan Qingqiu was powerful, and there was no one around Yan Qingqiu. Bi Cheng's eyes rolled and paused at the No. 1 ring, a woman, a very beautiful woman, standing quietly in the center of the No. 1 ring, as if the battle around her had nothing to do with her, and no one shot at her. Seeing this woman, Bi Cheng's face flashed with a trace of solemnity, although he did not fight, although the other party was a woman, Bi Cheng felt a kind of pressure from this woman, and the feeling that this woman gave Bi Cheng was even more terrifying than that of Bi Jiu.

Perhaps sensing Bi Cheng's gaze, the woman turned her head to look at Bi Cheng violently, and saw the woman's full picture Bi Cheng's mind suddenly flashed a poem, closing the moon and resenting the flowers, sinking fish and geese sorrowful. Bi Cheng is the boss of the soul search gang, and there are not a few beautiful women he has seen, it can't be said that there are countless women, at least they can be regarded as long-standing flowers, even those stars on the screen Bi Cheng has slept a lot, but the femininity of the goose egg face in front of him is unique to the women Bi Cheng has seen, and this woman belongs to that kind of goddess level in terms of appearance and temperament.

Seeing the woman's gaze, Bi Cheng grinned and continued to look at the position below the woman's tender white neck, well, the figure is also at the devil's level. Bi Cheng's gaze kept looking at the beauties all over the place, ignoring that the beauties' faces over there had become a little pale.

"Fatty, who is that woman, she is beautiful and strong" Bi Cheng turned his head to the fat man and asked.

The fat man Fang Yuan also saw the other party when Bi Cheng looked at the beauty, looking at Bi Cheng with a serious face and secretly admiring in his heart, the boss is worthy of being the boss, he is really courageous, feeling the murderous eyes shot from there, Fang Yuan smiled bitterly: "Boss, that one is called Lu Qianqing, one of the three masters of our underground courtyard, the strength is tight, and Chongjiu is a level of powerhouse, everyone in the ring knows her, naturally no one dares to deal with her without long eyes."

Bi Cheng didn't care about Lu Qianqing's gaze here, and he scanned Lu Qianqing with his eyes before, which made Lu Qianqing, who had a good temper, look ugly, and secretly said in his heart that this person was bold, if he encountered it during the game, he would definitely suffer from it. Lu Qianqing can also feel that Bi Cheng is not simple, just being able to talk and laugh freely under his own gaze is not something that ordinary innate nine folds can do.

Most of the battles in the ten rings did not end, and the melee of nearly three hundred people was eliminated the most at the beginning, but it gradually slowed down later, especially when it came to the last twenty people to compete, many people were about the same strength, and it took a lot of time to eliminate one person.

There are not a few powerful characters in the ten rings, and almost every ring has more than a dozen strong people at the peak of the congenital peak, and there are one or two of them who have accumulated skills to reach the point of terror. Ordinary congenital pinnacle figure Bi Cheng didn't pay attention to it at all, that is, those who had accumulated skills and reached the horror of the characters Bi Cheng wrote them down one by one in his heart, and in the end, these people had the qualifications to compete for rankings.

When it was almost noon, the shortlisted places in each ring gradually appeared, Bi Cheng glanced at it, almost all of them were innate ninefold peak realms, I have to say that the rules of this kind of competition in the Imperial Beast Sect are still quite fair, and it is impossible for those with poor strength to stay on the stage, and the powerful on the stage will not be hostile at will unless there is a grudge, even in the end, the strong will eliminate the weakest.

Finally, when the No. 10 ring finally appeared in the finalists, the purple-robed elite disciples of the ten rings all set up the end of the sign, and there were more than 30 deaths in the game, whether it was out of grudge or miss, the sect did not ask, and directly there were disciples who quickly carried the deceased away to deal with it, it is normal for such a game to have deaths, as long as the number of deaths does not exceed the bottom line of the sect, no one will say anything, seeing this scene, Bi Cheng seems to have returned to the kind of death elimination when the black flash special team was released, death means meaningless, it represents zero, and what the sect cares about is the living。

"Okay, the ring competition is over in the morning, there are one hundred finalists, and the double number disciple competition will be held in the afternoon" Gu Sheng shouted loudly, with a smile on his face, this time there are a lot more powerful disciples in the outer gate competition than before, which also shows his Gu Sheng's ability to do things from the other side, because everything in the outer gate is Gu Sheng's responsibility, don't you see that the sect master and others on the high platform are also smiling.

At the end of the ring competition in the morning, some people were happy and some were worried, nearly half of the people in the vigorous outer gate competition had lost their qualifications for the competition, and what the sect cared about was the battle of the last two hundred, or the last top ten or twenty geniuses, these people were also the disciples of the sect to be vigorously accompanied.

The time of noon passed quickly, and at half past two in the afternoon, Bi Cheng had already stood in the No. 8 ring, Bi Cheng is also a person now, and the person who can take over the heavy ninety-one move will definitely not be a weakling, of course, those who have never seen Bi Cheng fight with Chongjiu will not think that Bi Cheng can really be compared with Chongjiu, that is, there are only a few people who can feel Bi Cheng's horror that day, so although Bi Cheng's name is also big, in the eyes of most people, he is just undefeated after receiving Chongjiu's move.

"Start" As soon as the words of the outer gate elder Gu Sheng fell, the people in the ring made a move, Bi Cheng felt that there was a person behind and on the side attacking him, "Hmph" Bi Cheng snorted coldly and did not dodge, his right hand hit at a faster speed than others, and when the opponent's fist was touched, a punch hit the opponent's shoulder, directly blasting the opponent away, "bang" A kick flying from the side directly kicked Bi Cheng's chest, with a muffled sound, Bi Cheng's body didn't understand that the other party was shocked back two steps, and under the shocked look on the other party's face, Bi Cheng kicked it away. The people who attacked Bi Cheng were all two figures in the middle of the Innate Ninefold Period, and for the current Bi Cheng, such strength was not much of a threat at all. Bi Cheng solved the two of them like lightning, and immediately calmed down the other contestants around him, understanding that this was a hard stubble, and no one dared to attack Bi Cheng again, so he turned to pick a weak shot.

An hour has passed, Bi Cheng's No. 8 ring has basically eliminated the low strength, during which Bi Cheng also eliminated three people, and now there are less than thirty people left on the field, most of them are in the realm of the congenital ninefold peak, and there are more than a dozen congenital nine-fold late stage also huddled together, just now it was these dozen congenital nine-fold late stage joint elimination of an ordinary congenital nine-fold peak.

"Hmph, if you don't have the strength, you want to be shortlisted, so let's go down" A young man from the congenital ninefold peak sneered and rushed directly to the team composed of more than a dozen innate ninefold late stage, and when the young man started, two other cultivators from the innate ninefold peak also shot at the same time, and the target was also the dozen or so innate ninefold late stage cultivators. The three Innate Peak cultivators shot and knocked the dozen or so Innate Ninefold Late Stage cultivators out of the ring in a few minutes. The entire ring was suddenly cleared, and there were only sixteen cultivators left, and they were all existences of the Innate Ninefold Peak.

Bi Cheng didn't care about others, his eyes looked at a man with picturesque eyebrows on the edge of the ring with an aura, and the moment this person shot just now, Bi Cheng felt the other party's breath like an abyss. Just looking at the breath, this man is probably not under Chongjiu.

"Everyone, there are sixteen people left, and there are only ten finalists, I'm afraid there will be five of you" Just when everyone didn't make a move, Bi Cheng stared at the sword-eyed man spoke, and his tone was quite big, the meaning was obvious, he accounted for one of the ten places, and the others competed for the remaining nine.

"Haha, I don't have a problem with Yan Zhenyi asking for this quota, as long as you don't make a move," the man with the sword eyebrows answered as soon as his voice fell. None of the others spoke, and a few were visibly relieved.

"Yan Zhenyi?" Bi Cheng didn't expect that the person in front of him, the sword-eyed youth, was actually Yan Zhenyi, one of the three rookie geniuses who entered at the same time as him, the owner of the mutated Lei Linggen. No wonder the strength is strong, the shadow of the famous tree, Yan Zhenyi is already on par with the top masters of each academy, and the people in the ring are not prepared for anyone to compete with him for a place, it would be good if he didn't trouble others.

"Well, everyone, then you can compete for the remaining eight places, I won't participate" Yan Zhenyi can get a place, and Bi Cheng doesn't want to waste more time, so he said directly.

As soon as Bi Cheng's words came out, the people in the ring were stunned, looking at Bi Cheng's eyes a little funny, where did he come from, who did he think he was, only Yan Zhenyi's eyes flashed a hint of strangeness.

"Boy, you don't have to participate, Lao Tzu will leave you now," a young man with a hot temper said with a sneer.

"Bang" accompanied by a dull sound, a gray figure flew towards the outside of the ring, and Bi Cheng's figure had already appeared where the shouting young man was.

The eyes of the other people in the ring shrank suddenly, and the funny and sarcastic expressions on their faces became a little stiff, and with one move, they could knock a cultivator of the Innate Ninefold Peak into the air, such strength was terrifying.