There are a total of 75 games in the second round, and the nine draws in one morning have been completed, and after sorting out the list, they will directly enter the third round, and there will be 37 games in the third round, and there will be one bye, Lin Chong Sage will be announced, and whoever is left in the list will directly enter the fourth round.

The top ten Tianjiao continued to draw the list of competitions, and those who could enter the third round would be admitted to Julu Academy, whether it was strength or spiritual root, Li Zimu came to Chu Wushi's side and said: "Brother Chu, I am most afraid of facing you, so we won't be able to meet in the finals!"

"Bah, the crow's mouth drinks cold water, hurry up and spit out the words!" Chu Wushi didn't want to meet Li Zimu in the finals, but the probability was too low, and he underestimated the other students, although after two rounds of watching the competition of other students, Chu Wushi had already absorbed a large number of Pangu Continent monks' experience in fighting the enemy, but this did not mean that he could defeat all the students who participated in the assessment, let's just say that Meng Juetian must also be a strong opponent, and if one is not careful, the two of them may capsize in the gutter!

Li Zimu was very obedient, and hurriedly spat twice on the ground, raised his head and said, "Brother Chu, if you really meet me, you won't let you!"

"That's, I won't let you either, it's mutual respect, drink wine and eat meat together when you're done!" Chu Wushi said while hugging Li Zimu's shoulder, who was a head shorter than him.

Suddenly, the little Taoist priest of Wuwei shouted out Li Zimu's duel list, "In the ninth game, Li Zimu will face off against Qi Wanjun!"

Chu Wushi breathed a sigh of relief, at least the two of them couldn't meet in this round, Li Zimu's face was happy, and he almost jumped up with joy: "Brother Chu, I finally met him, how do you need me to clean him up?"

"You can win him, as for my grievances with him, I will find him myself in the future!" Chu Wushi said, his own revenge is his own revenge, this is Chu Wushi's principle.

Li Zimu nodded heavily, shook off a standard spear, saluted Chu Wushi, and went to the competition platform with a majestic spirit.

Chu Wushi had observed a Qi Wanjun battle before, Qi Wanjun, the little prince of the Great Qi Dynasty, was indeed powerful, but it was not strength, but a magic weapon, a superb spiritual weapon from head to toe, and the weapons in his hands were even more varied, that is, it was stipulated that secret weapons could not be used, otherwise Qi Wanjun was definitely a difficult opponent, and he was very ruthless, and he also had the ultimate attribute spiritual root of Limu, and the exercises were biased towards overcoming rigidity with softness.

Qi Wanjun learned that he had a serious expression on Li Zimu's face, slowly walked up to the competition platform, looked at Li Zimu on the opposite side and said: "Brother Li, I admit that I can't beat you, but I also want to try my strength, I have always wanted to be friends with you!"

Li Zimu didn't move, and sneered: "Hmph, I won't make a friend who doesn't care about the life and death of my companions and subordinates! Make friends with me, you don't deserve it!"

"I'm not worthy, is Chu Wushi worthy? He is just a pseudo-spiritual root, he can't follow in our footsteps at all, and when you become a saint and an ancestor, his cemetery will grow grass!" Qi Wanjun said coldly.

"Shut up! Brother Chu's strength and ability are not something that you, the frog at the bottom of the well, can understand, you can jump down yourself! I'm afraid I'll dirty my gun if I hit you, disgusting!" Li Zimu stood up with a spear and shouted loudly.

Chu Wushi also sneered in the audience, if he was really a pseudo-spiritual root, he might be eliminated early as Qi Wanjun said, and when Li Zimu became an ancestor, he might really become a pair of dry bones, but unfortunately he was not, and he was destined to disappoint Qi Wanjun.

"Hmph, then let's see the real chapter under your hands!" After Qi Wanjun finished speaking, he took out his sword and rushed forward, Li Zimu's words undoubtedly aroused Qi Wanjun's anger, it is really more than strength, Qi Wanjun will definitely not be Li Zimu's opponent, but if he jumps down without making a move, this is too embarrassing, Qi Wanjun is not only the little prince of the Great Qi Dynasty, but also the younger brother of Qi artifact, if you want to talk about Qi artifact, it is the true student of Julu Academy, if Qi Wanjun does not retreat without a fight, he will not study in Julu Academy in the future, and Qi Artifact will not agree to be the first one.

Li Zimu was very domineering, in the face of Qi Wanjun's fierce charge, the spear stabbed out like a dragon going to sea, straight to Qi Wanjun's chest, Qi Wanjun's long sword blocked, a strong force came, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Hmph, without a piece of equipment, you can't make three moves under me!" After Li Zimu finished speaking, he strode towards Qi Wanjun with a spear, and made a direct attack, Qi Wanjun was already cowardly and fell into passivity, and was forced to the edge of the competition platform by Li Zimu several consecutive fierce attacks.

Chu Wushi felt pity for Qi Wanjun, it was a pity that he had the ultimate attribute spiritual root, and he didn't know how to improve his martial arts and exercises at all, and he would always fall behind when he relied on magic weapons.

Sure enough, Li Zimu's spear swept, shook a shot, and kicked Qi Wanjun off the platform after a turn, Li Zimu's move was undoubtedly deliberate, in order to humiliate Qi Wanjun, to be honest, Qi Wanjun would never lose so easily with his strength alone, the reason why he lost was because his mood was chaotic, in the face of the powerful Li Zimu, there was no desire to fight, just thinking about how not to lose faceless, the more this way, the easier it was to be found by the opponent, just like Li Zimu, he could have forced Qi Wanjun out of the ring with one shot, but he still kicked it down with a very casual kick, Li Zimu undoubtedly saw that Qi Wanjun was in chaos, to dare to come to this kind of tricks.

Seeing Qi Wanjun kicked off the platform by himself, Li Zimu didn't even look at it, and said: "It's too weak!" walked down the platform directly, Qi Wanjun got up and looked at Li Zimu angrily, knowing that he was indeed too careful, but losing the fight like this is only a little better than admitting defeat directly, and anyone with a discerning eye can see Qi Wanjun's fear and hypocrisy.

Chu Wushi didn't care about Qi Wanjun, so he also said that the Jindan period crushed him, if he didn't correct it, Chu Wushi was confident that Qi Wanjun could be beaten without the Jindan magic weapon.

At present, the most popular student has to be Li Zimu, seeing Li Zimu win the competition so easily, the people in the stands cheered, and Qi Wanjun ran directly to the arena rest area.

"How about it, Brother Chu, I won beautifully!" Li Zimu came to Chu Wushi and said happily.

"Beautiful, don't be like this in the future, it can't be that everyone is Qi Wanjun, without a little courage and confidence to fight. Chu Wushi patted Li Zimu's shoulder and admonished.

Li Zimu nodded, and also knew that Chu Wushi warned himself for his own good, once he developed the problem of arrogance and liked to play with opponents, then sooner or later he would lose his enterprising spirit and confidence, and it would be easier for others to find flaws.

After nine battles, the draw continued to determine the opponent, Chu Wushi was drawn to the seventh competition platform to fight, the opponent was a petite and delicate girl, seeing her made Chu Wushi think of Ye Xiaoling in the human world.