The next day, the sun was shining.

Everyone was looking forward to the second round of the night to start soon.

"Which arena do you want to see in a while?" a cultivator in Tsing Yi asked the fellow next to him.

"Seven arenas, the battle between the first and second must be very exciting." The eyes of the classmate beside him were bright.

"I still think the third arena will be more exciting." Tsing Yi cultivator thought about it and said.

"..."

This kind of discussion is everywhere, and everyone just hates that they and others don't have a few pairs of eyes, and they can't have a panoramic view of all ten arenas!

Meng Changjin didn't have this kind of trouble. The arenas that she wanted to watch were all next to each other. She just chose the middle one, and then spread out her consciousness to see it.

This round of Wanhuangzong bye, no need to prepare for the competition, everyone went to the arena that they were interested in to watch.

"Don't you have any games you are interested in? Just go and watch it, you don't have to follow me all the time." Wu Shaoqi glanced at Yao Bingyu, who had a cold face, and said helplessly.

He's been doing very well these two days, so the master really doesn't need to keep people following him.

Yao Bingyu glanced at Wu Shaoqi quietly without saying a word.

Wu Shaoqi was helpless and could only let Yao Bingyu follow him.

In the past two days, Wu Shaoqi did not cause trouble, but when the lottery was drawn yesterday, this kid's performance was a bit too exaggerated and very eye-catching, so Meng Changjin still let Yao Bingyu continue to follow Wu Shaoqi. After all, there is still someone here who went back to rescue soldiers.

Wu Shaoqi naturally didn't know about these, and Meng Changjin couldn't tell him.

Just let him think it's because he's afraid of him doing something wrong.

As you might expect, these sects that are ranked close together have no intention of holding back.

Of course, if you don't keep your hands, it doesn't mean you've run out of cards stupidly.

In fact, everyone knows how many people present want to pick up cheap ones.

These sects fight for themselves, but they really won't be able to beat themselves up.

If you want to pick up cheap, you have to be strong enough to pick it up.

Those who are not strong enough also want to mix and mix, then they are beaten and disabled, so don't complain.

After watching each game, Meng Changjin had to say that these sects in the front had their reasons.

The aptitudes of the disciples are all very good. In addition, as a leading sect, there is no shortage of resources, and the cultivated monks are even more powerful.

Just when he came to power, Meng Changjin saw more than a dozen monks in the sixth-rank realm.

And they are just disciples, not even teachers.

On the other hand, in the Wanhuang Sect, the third rank is the norm, and the fourth rank is not bad.

Meng Changjin sighed in her heart, it seems that the final ranking is up to her.

Now she doesn't want this to enter the top ten, because she can't get in at all.

These sects are not vegetarians, and by her alone, there is no way to get the Wanhuang Sect into the front.

Meng Changjin had already made up his mind, so he just set a small goal and just entered the top 20.

There are also three places in the top 20 to enter the duality secret realm. When the time comes, will bring a few more spiritual veins back. Next time, will take the first place to play!

Having determined a goal, Meng Changjin didn't think much about it.

The second round ended in only half a day, but this half day made everyone extremely enjoyable to watch.

In these battle groups with similar rankings, except for the first sect and the second sect, it was the first sect that won the victory, and the others were reversed, which was also extremely exciting.

In twenty-seven games, twenty-seven sects won, and naturally 27 sects became the wealthy group.

In fact, the loser group does not mean that the ranking is fixed. They continue to compete, and they will enter the finals together with the winners group.

Before the match of the loser group in the afternoon, the winner group began to draw the third round of the battle.

This time, the cultivator alliance did not dare to engage in any moth, and the opponents that everyone drew were really drawn by themselves.

On the Wanhuangzong side, it was Wu Shaoqi who drew lots.

Before he came to power, he gave Meng Changjin a special look. Meng Changjin didn't say anything, just nodded, and there was no sound transmission.

Meng Changjin didn't say anything, and Wu Shaoqi had a bottom line.

That is, this time it was a real draw, and there was no arrangement.

Not much to say, after taking the stage, Wu Shaoqi still had an exaggerated expression, and he almost wrote the words nervousness on his face.

Seeing Wu Shaoqi, the corners of everyone's mouth couldn't help twitching. Thinking that there was no bye in this round, they all looked at Wanhuangzong with playful eyes.

In fact, in the second round of the competition, if it weren't for the strange results of yesterday's draw, a sect like Wanhuangzong would not be in the winner's group.

Meng Changjin felt a lot of glances, she raised her eyes slightly, and looked back at all the people who were looking at them.

It was just a bye into the winner's group, so the order of the Wanhuangzong's draw this time was directly in the middle.

There are already several sects that have drawn their opponents, but most of them have only drawn one number, and another identical number has not been drawn.

Everyone was also curious whether the Wanhuang Sect had drawn the few numbers that had not been drawn yet, or had they drawn the numbers that had already been drawn.

They also want to see if the Wanhuang Sect still has the same good luck as the previous bye.

Under the stage, Meng Changjin felt that he was a little out of sight, and Wu Shaoqi's performance was too exaggerated, really, almost got it!

Wu Shaoqi obviously felt that it was almost the same, and finally grabbed a ball from the box.

Everyone hurriedly looked at it, and at first glance, it was also strange.

There is also a strong envy in the eccentricity.

Everyone is so envious that their eyes are turning red, what the hell is going on?

This kid from Wanhuangzong must be lucky!

Last time got a bye, this time there was no bye, but this time there were some soft persimmons.

As for Wu Shaoqi, it was a coincidence that he drew the softest one.

The small ball Wu Shaoqi drew this time had the number nine on it, and the number nine had been drawn before, and the one who drew this number was the Hehuan Sect.

The Hehuan Sect is a legendary sect.

This sect can be regarded as a double break sect. In the beginning, the disciples and elders in the sect were all sects that had Taoist companions and progressed together with them.

It can be said that there is only one head of the other sects, but the head of the Hehuan Sect is a pair of Taoist companions.

At that time, the two members of the Hehuan Sect could be regarded as immortal couples in the monk world, and everyone envied them.

But don't know if it's been too long, so changed mind, or something else.

All of a sudden, the immortal couple that everyone envied became the eternal enemy of life and death because of an affair.

In the end, only one of the two heads of the Hehuan Sect remained.

The nun was left.

As for the male cultivator, he naturally died at the hands of the female cultivator.

A pair of immortals who are envied by everyone has become like this, no one will sigh and sigh.

As for the head of the Hehuan Sect who killed his Taoist couple, his expression also changed greatly. Originally, the Hehuan Sect was a sect where Taoist couples gathered together, and it became a place of prostitution and chaos.

And the original Hehuan Zong Zhenzong's treasure of the combined cultivation method, because it is not a loyal and unswerving Taoist companion to cultivate together, so the power does not exist ten.

However, these monks of the Hehuan Sect are particularly good at charm.

Especially female nuns.

The female nuns of the Hehuan sect not only pay attention to qualifications, but also have to be beautiful.

To say that the monks cultivate to the end, the ugly can become more and more beautiful.

But the Hehuan Sect accepts disciples, that is, in addition to qualifications, they have to be handsome and handsome, otherwise they will not accept them.

In the previous Hehuan Zong competition, some opponents were fascinated as soon as they took the stage.

But this time met Wanhuangzong, which was very interesting.

Both the Hehuan Sect and Wanhuang Sect have more female cultivators than male cultivators.

No matter how beautiful and charming the female cultivator of the Acacia sect is, if she meets a female cultivator, it will be useless.

Especially the female nun who met the Wanhuang Sect.

Without him, the female cultivator of the Wanhuang Sect, to put it bluntly, is either cold as frost or an irritable old girl, how can watch the female cultivator of the Acacia sect display charm?

It is estimated that before the charm is displayed, people will be beaten to the point of being unable to get up.

So everyone is envious!

Meng Changjin also raised her eyebrows. This time, she didn't make any small moves. The lottery was the real lottery.

Unless the people from the cultivator alliance do something else, it would be Wu Shaoqi's luck.

Now Meng Changjin is also surprised. Could it be that Wu Shaoqi's luck is so amazing?

The complexion changed a few times, and Meng Changjin felt that it was really possible.

The son of luck, luck goes without saying.

I can't envy this thing.

Wu Shaoqi grabbed the ball and jumped off the stage, then shoved it directly into Elder Cen Rong's hand.

He drew lots, but the follow-up arrangements are still up to the elders, and they will listen to the arrangements at that time.

The lottery has not ended yet, and the remaining players have also completed the lottery one after another, and the situation of the third round of the battle has become clear.

The draw is over, followed by the lower bracket game.

Today's loser group will draw lots against the winning group of the rematch in yesterday's loser group.

This time, because joined more than a dozen sects with the highest sects, the competition in the loser bracket was also quite exciting.

Meng Changjin didn't leave, but stayed behind to watch Feizhou, who returned after the game.

After returning to Feizhou, everyone began to discuss the arrangements for tomorrow's battle.

Naturally, the reputation of the Hehuan Sect is not to be mentioned, so how to play has not been discussed yet. The first decision of the elders is that the male disciples will not play in tomorrow's game.

After all, they are a group of young, warm-blooded teenagers, and they are at the beginning of their love affair, and they are still easily affected.

Seeing that the elders took the lead in excluding all the male disciples, Wu Shaoqi and several male disciples spread their hands and shrugged, looking helpless.

But there is no opinion, after all, they themselves don't know if they can deal with it at that time.

The last time the Hehuan Sect was ranked relatively low in the Hundred Sects Competition, so this time, not a lot of people paid attention to them.

But there are always people who will pay attention, so they have heard the rumor that the female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect can defeat the opponent with a smile.

What kind of laughter is this to directly defeat the opponent?

Several male disciples, including Wu Shaoqi, bid farewell to curiosity.

Meng Changjin glanced at a few people and continued to discuss tomorrow's game with the two elders and several peak masters.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect are not too strong, even relatively weak.

But they also have their advantages, such as charm.

But against Wanhuang Sect who is either cold or irritable, the advantage of the Hehuan Sect will no longer exist, so Meng Changjin's guess is that the Hehuan Sect is more likely to choose the elders and others to fight.

The game has come to this point, no matter whether it is lucky or not, no one is willing to go back.

Meng Changjin didn't say much, just let the elders and the others get ready.

When the time comes, how to compare the law will be discussed when the time comes.

The next day, when they got off the flying boat, the people of Wanhuang Sect moved their bodies and walked straight to the ninth arena.

The third round was even smaller, and two games would be over.

Standing under the ninth arena, the two sides meet and choose the mode of battle.

As expected by Meng Changjin, the Hehuan Sect did choose the head to fight.

Meng Changjin naturally did not refuse and agreed to such a game mode.

The head of the Hehuan Sect was a beautiful woman like a flower.

He is also a ruthless person. The Taoist partner had an affair. The head of the sect said nothing and improved his strength, and both the affair and the Taoist partner were slaughtered.

Meng Changjin appreciates each other quite a bit, and some women, when the Taoist partner has an affair, will only tear up the affair, but avoid talking about the fault of the Taoist partner.

However, there is still a bit of appreciation for this matter. The subsequent series of developments in the Hehuan Sect have wiped out Meng Changjin's appreciation.

Now she is standing in this arena with the other party, just because of the competition for resources.

After killing her Dao Companion, the head of the Hehuan Sect passed the combined cultivation method that the two cultivated, transferred her Dao Companion's cultivation base to herself, and rushed directly into the seventh-rank realm.

However, after so many years, he has only cultivated to the high level of the seventh-rank realm.

Generally speaking, there is no chance of winning when the high-end is at the top.

But the disciples had no chance of winning, so in the end they went out to fight.

Meng Changjin didn't use the thin stick of Fire Heart Stone, or even the aid of his divine sense. It was like playing with the opponent, and it didn't take long. , admit defeat.

Everyone watching the battle in the ninth ring saw Meng Changjin being so fierce, and they were secretly vigilant.

Then, just when everyone was vigilant, Meng Changjin's originally powerful breath changed, became sluggish, and coughed again and again on his mouth.

Crowd: ...

Crowd: ? ?

They couldn't even figure out whether the head of the Wanhuang Sect was really badly hurt, or was he pretending.

It is said that she was not lightly traumatized, but the expression on her face was actually mostly pretentious.

It can be said that she is pretending, but this sluggish atmosphere does not seem to be fake.

Everyone was bewildered.

The elders of the Wanhuang Sect also hurriedly stepped forward to help Meng Changjin, their faces full of worry.

There are only a few people, after paying attention to the situation here, the corners of their mouths twitch, pretending, they can really pretend, why don't they know, when did Wanhuangzong pretend to be so?