The second round of the Jiuhuafeng Festival was even more tragic than the first round, and among the more than 520 participants, 14 people died, and countless injured people like Tan Yang died.

Among the twelve participating disciples of Linghai Pavilion, except for Ling Gu Yan, who was not injured, the other disciples were all slightly or seriously injured. Among the nine disciples who won, except for Tan Yang, who was injured, the rest of them did not have much problem continuing to participate in the next round.

Such an impressive record, in Zhong Xiaoling has never been in charge of Linghai Pavilion, and even among all the small and medium-sized sect families participating in the meeting, this kind of achievement has been faintly among the best, the most important thing for Zhong Xiaoling is that in this round of four duels with Qianlongmen, Linghai Pavilion won two wins and two losses, equal, and one of them was still a lose, although the other party's participating disciple won, but also because of the injury is destined to miss the next round, even if it is a draw.

Early in the morning of the fourth day, Tan Yang had just finished his morning class in his room, and the residual poison in his body had already been cleared, but although he had the healing pill given by Jiang Kui in his hand, after all, because of the serious injury, the wound and the nearby meridians had not yet completely healed, and there was only one day and one night left before the third round of tomorrow's competition.

After the game that day, Gongsun Wuji, with years of experience, analyzed the gains and losses in the process of the game for him one by one, which benefited Tan Yang a lot, but even Gongsun Wuji had to admit that Sun Yan's strength should not be underestimated.

Gongsun Wuji comforted: "But you don't have to be too discouraged, it's your bad luck to meet Sun Yan." The old man dared to assert that if it hadn't happened to you. This Sun Cheng should be able to finish in the top 100 or even higher, and he can reach the level of a contestant of his level. Definitely not too much. ”

"Don't just say nice things. Tan Yang said depressedly, "Now my injuries have not healed." With the slightest exertion, the wound is likely to open again, not to mention that the opponent will definitely get stronger and stronger, so how can I participate in the next round?"

Gongsun Wuji said disdainfully: "What's the matter?

Tan Yang said: "That's not it. It's just that you also heard Sun Cheng's words that day, Wang Zhengpei and the others seem to have made up their minds and are ready to take the opportunity of the game to kill me. If I meet a Thousand Dragons Sect disciple in the next round, and his strength is stronger than Sun Yan, then I will really be unable to escape this catastrophe. ”

Gongsun Wuji muttered: "Your worries are not unreasonable. In fact, the reason why you ended up in today's passive situation. If you had listened to what the old man had said at the beginning, why would you have done this? Now, you can only give it a go, and if you still have to hide in fear of wolves and tigers, then no one can save you. ”

While they were talking, Zhong Xiaoling and Jing Sidao hurriedly walked in from outside the door.

After investigating Tan Yang's injuries, Zhong Xiaoling frowned and said, "I recovered well, much faster than I expected." It's just a pity that it looks like you won't be able to participate in the next round. ”

Jing Sidao comforted: "However, Pavilion Master Zhong doesn't have to regret it, Tan Yang is only the second layer of the Imperial Spirit. It's already good to be able to do this, he's still young, and there will be opportunities in the future. ”

Tan Yang said: "Thank you Pavilion Master and Senior Jing for your concern." The disciple's cultivation is shallow, which disappoints you. ”

Zhong Xiaoling waved his hand and said, "Don't think about anything else." Elder Jing and I are about to go to the Extreme Gong Hall to participate in the next round of lottery, if your opponent is still a disciple of the Thousand Dragons Sect. For your life's sake, you'll have to quit the game. ”

After saying that, the two left in a hurry.

In the afternoon, Zhong Xiaoling and Jing Sidao returned, and also brought back the draw results of the third round.

Among the more than 260 contestants who won the second round, more than 20 have clearly withdrawn from the competition due to injuries, and among the remaining more than 230 contestants, Qianlongmen stands out, and his own family accounts for more than 140 people, accounting for almost more than 60%.

Because the lottery rules have long been limited to avoid competing with the same sect as much as possible, this also means that almost every foreign contestant will be a disciple of Qianlongmen, and even so, there will be a small number of disciples of Qianlongmen whose opponents are their own family.

Sure enough, the opponents of Tan Yang and the other nine disciples of Linghai Pavilion were all disciples of the Thousand Dragons Sect without exception.

After Zhong Xiaoling announced the respective opponents drawn by the disciples one by one, he said helplessly and angrily: "According to the previous practice, the lottery can only draw a maximum of three rounds, so that we may still have a chance to avoid the disciples of the Thousand Dragons Sect." But this time, Xie Tianci was cheeky to change the rules, he divided Qianlongmen and the foreign contestants into two groups in advance, and drew them one-on-one, such a shameless plan actually won the support of the vast majority of people, which is really unreasonable. ”

Jing Sidao said with a smile: "It's not surprising, most of the small and medium-sized sect families participating in the meeting are vassals of Qianlongmen, and who dares to offend Qianlongmen among those independent sect families?

Zhong Xiaoling sighed, and said to Zhong Hongying and Jing Wuming: "The opponents you two drew this time, one is the ninth layer of the Imperial Spirit and the other is the eighth layer of the Royal Spirit, if you want to win, it is basically hopeless, I just ask the two of you to do your best, don't force it, so as not to die or be injured, remember?"

Jing Wuming was silent, and Zhong Hongying muttered in a low voice: "I am already the third layer of the Imperial Spirit, and the young master of the Thousand Dragon Gate, Xie Xucai, is the second layer of the Imperial Spirit, so I don't believe that I can't compare to him." ”

Zhong Xiaoling said: "Young and ignorant, Xie Xu is a dignified young master of the Thousand Dragons Sect, who dares to hurt him with the audacity? Besides, if my expectations are good, his opponent should have been artificially arranged, and it is very likely that someone from the affiliated sect family of the Thousand Dragons Sect is even directly a disciple of the Thousand Dragons Sect, can you compare with others?"

After speaking, Zhong Xiaoling turned his head and rushed to Ling Gu Yan and the others: "Yan'er, the six of you are the elite of the elite of our Linghai Pavilion's generation of disciples, and the final results of this festival will depend on you!"

Ling Gu Yan and the others bowed down in unison and said, "Please rest assured, the disciple is willing to serve the death!"

Zhong Xiaoling nodded with satisfaction, and then turned his head to Tan Yang and said: "Senior nephew Tan, your opponent this time is Xie Luan, he is not only the same as Xiaoying's opponent is the ninth layer of the Imperial Spirit, but also the lineage of the Xie family, my strength is probably only stronger than Sun Yan, not weaker, not to mention that you are seriously injured and have not recovered, you should just abstain." If you are able to move, you can go with us to watch the game, if not, you can stay here to recuperate, you choose!"

Tan Yang shook his head and said, "No, thank you Pavilion Master for your kindness, the disciple still has the strength to fight, and he is unwilling to retreat from the battle." ”

Everyone was surprised, and Lin Rongrong was pleasantly surprised: "Tan Yang, your injuries are healed?"

Tan Yang smiled bitterly: "How can it be so fast, but I think so, the people who can come to participate in the festival are basically elite disciples of various sects and sects in the Eastern Earth Cultivation Realm, except for a few outstanding people like Senior Brother Ling Guyan Ling, the difference in the level and strength of others should not be too great, after two rounds of competitions, the vast majority of people will be injured, but it is just light or severe, in case my opponent and Senior Sister Zhong are obviously injured but keep it secret, wouldn't it be too cheap for us to abstain?"

Zhong Xiaoling said with a smile: "There will be such a possibility as you said, but it is also very small, if you gamble with this, it will be tantamount to joking with your own life, forget it!"

Jing Sidao also persuaded: "Tan Yang, the old man advises you, you don't know the thoughts of Wang Zhengpei and others, you just did this to send it to the door." The old man has seen your injury, and with your current situation, your speed advantage can't be brought into play at all, even if you are reluctant to participate, the hope of winning is extremely slim, why do you take this big risk?"

Ling Guyan, Lin Rongrong, Jing Wuming and other disciples also opened their mouths to persuade each other. Only Yuan Tiangang, who was standing on the side, smiled strangely: "Some people are used to being in the limelight, this is a heaven-sent opportunity to make a name for themselves in the entire Eastern Earth Cultivation Realm, wouldn't it be a pity if you miss it?"

Even Zhong Hongying couldn't listen to it anymore, and frowned slightly: "Senior Brother Yuan, everyone is in the same family, when is it, you still make this kind of joke?"

Yuan Tiangangtian is not afraid of the ground, what he is most afraid of is Zhong Hongying, and he doesn't dare to speak at the moment.

Tan Yang said: "I understand the kindness of the pavilion master and everyone, but I have made up my mind, I have to participate in this game no matter what, besides, you don't have to worry about me, I have always had good luck, if they want to kill me, I'm afraid it's not so easy!"

It's nightfall, the Qianlong Mountains are brilliantly lit, and colorful rainbow lights shuttle back and forth in the sky, decorating the night sky like a dream, colorful.

In Xie Yunchan's cave mansion, Wang Zhengpei and others were deliberating, Xie Xun and Wang Susu both entered the third round as they wished, but the originally good mood was ruined by Tan Yang's damn stinky boy.

Wang Susu said: "It's really not as good as the sky, Sun Cheng's waste is not enough to do more than anything, and it is just that if he can't kill Tan Yang, he also made that stinky boy seriously injured, according to the deacon disciples who served in Zhutao Yiyuan, Tan Yang's injuries have not healed until dinner today, and it is difficult to even walk, it seems that he will definitely abstain tomorrow." ”

"A great opportunity was wasted. Xie Xun said depressedly, "I wondered, why is this stinky boy surnamed Tan so fateful?"

Wang Zhengpei said: "I'm afraid it's not just fate, what Sun Cheng said that day is not true, the preface does not match the afterword, and his turn from victory to defeat does not make sense logically." I'm a little skeptical now, Tan Yang really has some supernatural powers?"

"Impossible!" Wang Susu said categorically, "Sun Cheng didn't use three rounds to beat him all over the ground, which shows that his strength must be average, but he didn't know what tricks he played to turn the tables." ”

While everyone was discussing, Pan Renda hurriedly walked in from outside, bowed down and said, "Senior Mother, I have brought a conclusive news that Tan Yang has decided to compete with an injury......

(To be continued......)