The domineering words were scattered and floated around, and no one was convinced before the ring, because they all knew very well that Chu Yun did have this strength, otherwise he would not have suddenly erupted just now and won in one fell swoop.

"You ......" The corners of the yellow-robed disciple's mouth twitched, his face was full of embarrassment, even though he was unwilling in his heart, he didn't have the courage to fight again.

Don't say that the rules don't allow it, even if the rules allow it, he doesn't have that confidence, with Chu Yun's current state and annoyed appearance, his ending is by no means as simple as being shocked out of the ring.

"Forget it, Senior Brother Min, your strength is already far from Chu Yun, is it interesting to compete so hard?"

"Hehe, Senior Brother Min, your arms can't twist your thighs, so don't have this kind of verbal dispute with Senior Sister Chu. ”

"A man can bend and stretch, and he will be defeated if he is defeated, so what's the use of talking about this? It's better to be a little more open, at least that way!"

Several fellow disciples stepped forward to comfort the yellow-robed disciples, ostensibly for his good, but in fact, they were using this special way to curry favor with Chu Yun.

However, this proud inner genius didn't appreciate it, snorted coldly and ignored the yellow-robed disciple, turned around and walked out of the ring.

"Except for Pang Ning and Chu Yun, the strength of these inner disciples doesn't seem to be much different, where did those top geniuses go?"

Jiang Tian intently glanced at the fighting scenes in the ring, and couldn't help frowning slightly and feeling slightly puzzled.

Since he didn't know much about the situation of the inner gate, let alone a few inner disciples, he couldn't even tell which people were the top geniuses of the inner gate at this moment.

Because judging from their shots, there are no too strong and domineering characters.

But after thinking about it, he guessed the reason!

Although the sect has entered the third round, and it has passed several rounds, the strength shown by everyone has not reached too high a height, and in this case, those top geniuses don't need to use too strong means to easily pass the level.

In his case, of course.

Thinking about the competition with Gao Hanyang just now, Jiang Tian couldn't help but smile leisurely.

Out of the dignity of the first person in the outer gate, Gao Hanyang quickly left the square after being defeated, otherwise if he witnessed the scene of Di Feng being blown away by a finger, the shock in his heart would be even stronger.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tian's eyes couldn't help but flash, and his smile faded a little.

For a character like Gao Hanyang, one failure is actually enough.

After all, his qualifications are there, and once he works hard under the spur of the shame of defeat, his strength is bound to grow rapidly, and the next time they meet, they must not be measured by his current cultivation.

Thundered!

With a low roar, the round of exchanges came to an end.

After a short draw of lots, more than 300 disciples who had passed the test once again took the stage to fight in pairs.

Although the remaining disciples are not weak in strength, after repeated battles, many people are still very consumed, and some of them frown and secretly complain, it seems that they are about to be exhausted.

"Damn!The last round drew the No. 26 lot, and this round actually drew the No. 17 lot, why is Lao Tzu's luck so bad?" a stout disciple stiffened his neck and complained in a rough voice.

"Hehe, no matter how bad your luck is, I was the No. 355 lottery in the last round, and I directly drew the No. 7 lottery in this round, and I was about to play again after I got out of the ring!"

A thin disciple next to him looked at the skewer in his hand with a wry smile on his face, not to mention how depressed he was.

Although the opponent drew the No. 17 lottery, he played early in the last round and actually rested for a while, which was much luckier than him.

"What, hehe, you're really much worse luck than me in this case!" the stout disciple laughed when he heard this, and the depression in his heart faded a lot.

The thin disciple shook his head and sighed, and as he spoke, he swallowed two more pills and forcibly refined them.

But because he was about to appear, these pills would definitely not have time to be completely refined, so he had to think about trying his best to deal with his opponent after taking the stage, so as to buy valuable time for him to recover his spiritual power.

As soon as the words fell, the elders of the sect had already begun to shout!

The disciples who had drawn the first few dozen numbers complained one after another, and the eyes of the elder were full of resentment, this voice was really annoying to them, it was almost like a talisman.

The stout disciple patted the thin disciple's shoulder and smiled, "Let's go, it's time for us to appear!"

"Alas, I hope the opponent is not too strong, otherwise I will definitely suffer. ”

The thin disciple walked to the ring with a helpless face, but when he looked up, the corners of his eyes twitched, and his face became very ugly.

There was a woman in white standing in the ring with a graceful posture, and it was Chu Yun!

"It's over...... It's over!" The thin disciple's face was full of bitterness, and the depression in his heart was simply incomprehensible.

At this moment, Chu Yun's beautiful face didn't seem to look so good, especially the two calm eyes full of coldness, more like two cold swords, which made him daunting.

But there is no way, since this lottery is drawn, you can only fight hard.

"Senior Sister Chu, the competition is over, and I hope that Senior Sister ...... Cough, be merciful!" The thin disciple looked embarrassed, and he was timid before he fought.

Chu Yun's eyes were faint, and he snorted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, just make a move!"

The thin disciple's body stiffened, and his heart trembled, but he didn't dare to hesitate.

If he wasn't decisive enough in front of Chu Yun, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to make a move.

"Senior Sister Chu, I'm offended!"

The thought flashed through his mind, and the thin disciple shouted, and the aura around his body instantly soared, and his body shook like a dead tree swaying in the wind, rushing towards the other party.

"Wind shatters the Golden Claw!"

The deafening shout swept through the void with spiritual power, swinging out Dao ripples, and the deadwood-like arms slammed into the air, transforming into a debut cyan claw shadow!

"Hmph!" Chu Yunqiao's face sank slightly, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, and she raised her hand and slapped it forward in the air.

Bang!

In the dull roar, the white palm prints flashed, and the cyan claw shadow was shattered in an instant.

The corners of the thin disciple's eyes twitched violently, and his arms shook and he was ready to use another measure, but at this time, Chu Yun had already swept in front of him, and with a flick of his backhand between the flips of his palm, the strong spiritual power instantly hit his chest.

"Ah......h

Bang!

In the dull roar, the thin disciple spurted blood from his mouth, and flew out of the ring with his feet off the ground and screaming.

It has only taken a few breaths since the shot, and the winner of this competition has been decided.

After Chu Yun won, he bowed his hand to the elder slightly, and silently walked out of the ring, but out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Tian, and when he saw that the other party was watching another ring competition, he couldn't help frowning slightly and feeling depressed. Jiang Tianyi's finger hit Di Feng hard, which left an extremely deep impression on her heart, making her subconsciously want to have a try.