"Look, someone finally came out, who do you say won?"

With his strength, as long as he encounters either the first-class of the four demons or the first-class Fu Xing, he will have the power to win or lose. The opponent of that old monster is just a little-known guy, and he is also from a low-level door, how can he have any hope of victory?"

"That's what I said, it's also that Zhang Ji, who was unlucky, and actually met Zhu Laowei. Anyway, I heard that this person seems to be quite powerful!"

......

The rest of the contestants who had not yet competed immediately had a tacit discussion, and the overall wind direction was still biased towards Zhu Changqiu.

Of course, this is not a strange thing, after all, in everyone's previous impression, Zhu Changqiu's strength is very amazing.

Zhang Ji and the others are both cultivators who have cultivated to the heavens, of course, they heard these discussions clearly, Zhang Ji naturally had an indifferent attitude, anyway, he had been successfully promoted, so what was there to dissatisfaction with?

Of course, Zhu Changqiu was a little embarrassed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a wry smile, or really suffering.

And at this time, the black-robed man suddenly moved, only to see him slowly fly in front of Zhang Ji, and squeezed out a smile on his face: "Little guy, congratulations!"

What the?

The crowd was stunned for a moment, and then someone immediately exclaimed, "What? Isn't it? Old Monster Zhu actually lost? Is it really fake?"

Fast Sword Fu Xing's eyes flickered slightly, and the palm of his hand holding a long sword couldn't help but tighten a lot. He had always regarded Zhu Changqiu as a great enemy, but this great enemy actually lost? Moreover, he lost at the hands of a little-known guy, did he mishear the words of the black-robed man? Isn't this really a dream?

couldn't help it, Fu Xing's gaze slowly swept towards Zhang Ji, slightly jealous.

It's a tricky opponent, from now on. There must be no slackness.

There was also a fair-skinned woman with jade hands in the crowd, only to see her face looking at Zhang Ji expressionlessly, but she was sluggish in her heart: "This person actually defeated Zhu Laowei? Where did this monster come from?"

This woman is a white-handed fairy, a powerhouse of the same level as Zhu Changqiu and Fu Xing.

For him, Zhu Changqiu's strength was extremely amazing, because they had fought many times in a dignified manner, but every time she was defeated, without exception.

So in her heart, Zhu Changqiu had long been as powerful as that nightmare, but this nightmare was defeated. And it wasn't defeated at the hands of the four demons, but at the hands of an unknown person, which made her feel a little unreal.

Is this man really that powerful?

As for the four demons, none of the four of them were absent, but they seemed to be lacking in interest in this matter.

They are the top demon powerhouses, and they have evolved into a circle by themselves, so even if Zhang Ji defeats Zhu Changqiu now, for them. It's also a dispensable thing. Unless they really get their approval with their strength, they won't care about these things, and it's completely unnecessary, because they have the qualifications to be arrogant.

The black-robed man instructed Zhang Ji to take out his nameplate. And made a mark on it, probably to prove Zhang Ji's promotion.

The turmoil immediately began to quiet down.

A few more hours later, a man as strong as a bear. Returning victorious, although his appearance was a little miserable, he still couldn't hide the joy. Because he defeated his opponent and successfully reached the round of 16 of the conference.

After another half a day, the remaining two matches were over, and the winner was a withdrawn old woman and a middle-aged man with gray hair.

After the first batch of competitions, all the competition venues were vacated, and the second batch of competitions began.

The surprising thing is that this batch of games actually included four people from the four demons, and they were still divided into four venues, and they did not become opponents.

So their opponents were naturally tragic, and they started the game with sad faces and painful wails. This time there was no upset, the four demons all advanced without any suspense, and they defeated their opponents in a short time, even shorter than Zhang Ji.

It can also be seen from this how amazing their strength is.

After that, the third batch of competitions, the fourth batch of competitions went smoothly, and the strong ones stood out as they wished, such as the four demons, Fu Xing, and the white-handed fairy, all of whom successfully advanced to the top 16, and were aiming to move towards a higher ranking, of course, Zhang Ji's thoughts were the same as them.

Even if you have already entered the top 16, you will have to enter the top 8 and the top 4...... , or even win the championship.

Men exist in the world, and when they go upstream, they strive for it.

I'm not weaker than anyone else!

......

After the end of the 32-16 competition, there is another half-year break, which is to give the participants a buffer.

After all, this is a fight, so it is inevitable that you will get hurt, and in order to be fair to everyone, this is a buffer time that must be had.

Half a year later, the sixteen contestants were once again gathered in the mysterious space. Compared with half a year ago, everyone was less soft and more tense, and as the final battle gradually approached, their nerves began to tense.

The host was still the black-robed man, his clothes and appearance had not changed at all, and his voice was hoarse: "Juniors, it's been a long time. ”

"This is the second time we've met, so hopefully we'll see you again in the future, and for now, take out your nameplates. ”

Nameplate?

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all took out the nameplate.

"Hey, has the number changed?" Zhang Ji took out his purple nameplate, but the number on it had changed. The number has changed from the previous thirty-one to the current nine.

At this time, the black-robed man smiled and said hoarsely: "I believe you have all found out, everyone's numbers have been reassigned once." The game is cross-style, with No. 1 vs. No. 16, No. 2 vs. No. 15, and so on. ”

Just when everyone was listening carefully, he suddenly changed his words again: "But this time, the rules have changed slightly. ”

"Change, what change?" seemed to be a little appetizing, Nangong Zhentian couldn't help but frown.

The black-robed man didn't mind his faux pas, but continued lightly: "If you can enter the top sixteen, you are already qualified to be respected by us, so in order to show respect for you, there will not be four matches at the same time this time." ”

"Each game will be played separately, and there are super strong people who will watch your game secretly, if you are willing to make it public, the enchantment space will not be completely closed, it will be opened in the light!"

"Follow your own wishes, that's the respect we give you!" (To be continued......)