After several hours of showdown, the second round was over, and more than half of the people were eliminated. Because some people were tied or the prescribed half-hour did not determine the winner, more than half of the people were eliminated, and more than 80,000 people were left to advance to the third round.

"Start now, the first batch of lottery draws in the third round."

The Flying Star Sect Master announced.

More than two thousand guards walked to the geniuses with signs.

This time, Long Qingchen and the young disciples of the Dayu Sect were not the first to draw lots.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

After the first batch of lottery draws, more than 2,000 geniuses boarded the corresponding arena and fought fiercely.

After the winner is decided, the second batch of lottery will begin. It is worth mentioning that not every batch of duels takes half an hour. If the geniuses of the duels decide the winner is decided in advance, then it will end early, not half an hour.

It was not until the third batch, the fourth batch, the fifth batch, until the eighth batch, that it was Long Qingchen and the young disciples of the Dayu Sect to draw lots.

Seeing the lottery they drew from each other, the two couldn't help but laugh. The numbers were all twenty-six, and the opponent's lottery!

"I lost to Yu Yanran, and Yu Yanran lost to you again. I am not your opponent."

The young disciple was a little helpless, "After getting on the ring, I will give in."

Long Qingchen smiled, "You still have a little bit of self-knowledge."

The young disciple patted the young disciple on the shoulder and comforted him, "Senior brother, Master said that it is a good thing to be aware of yourself."

""The young disciple was puzzled, "Junior brother, after hearing your comfort, I felt a little uncomfortable."

After entering the arena, the young disciple immediately admitted defeat, so Long Qingchen directly advanced to the fourth round.

When the third round is over, about 40,000 people are left to advance to the fourth round.

In the fifth round, Long Qingchen met a female genius with the second-level immortal king's cultivation level. With his strength, he naturally won easily.

In the sixth round, Long Qingchen met a young genius who reached the level of a fifth-level immortal king. After fighting dozens of moves, he also won successfully.

As the number of people is getting smaller and smaller, one round can be compared by just a few batches, so the time spent on each round is getting smaller and smaller.

After these two rounds of duels, about 10,000 people were left to advance to the seventh round.

"Okay!"

The young disciple of the Dayu Sect patted Long Qingchen on the shoulder heavily, "If you persist for a few more rounds and advance to the semi-finals, you will get rewards, and the higher the ranking, the more rewards you will get."

The young disciple rolled his eyes, "Senior Brother, aren't you talking nonsense? Everyone who participates in the martial arts competition must have heard of the rewards, what do you have to say?"

"" The young disciple glared at him, "Junior brother, you have changed. You used to admire your senior brother, but why do you always like to argue with your senior brother?"

The young disciple smiled embarrassedly, "In the past, I grew up in the sect and never saw any world. I felt that besides the master and elders, my senior brother is the most powerful person in the world. Of course, I admire my senior brother very much. However, after participating in the martial arts competition, I realized that there are too many powerful people outside. The senior brother was eliminated in the third round, and he was barely considered one of the top 80,000 young generations."

"Didn't I be unlucky and have met a strong opponent in advance?"

The young disciple looked at Long Qingchen with some depression, "Otherwise, with my strength, I can at least pass the seventh round to reach more than ten thousand."

“It’s all excuses.”

The young disciple said dissatisfied, "According to what you said, I am not lucky. I met a strong opponent in the second round and was eliminated. If I were lucky and had been meeting a weak opponent, I might be able to reach the final."

With a "bang", the young disciple slapped the young disciple on the back of the head, "How do you talk to the senior brother?"

The young disciple touched the back of his head dissatisfiedly and glanced at Long Qingchen, "What I said was the truth. Look at our friend. When did he make excuses? This is his real strength!"

"Missive, mischievous"

Long Qingchen was very modest, but in fact, he was sure to feel a little ashamed.

Because, his goal is to get the reward of the top four, and the spring water of life.

However, with his cultivation level, it is almost impossible. As long as the opponent's cultivation level is more than the fifth-level Immortal Lord, he is much higher than him, no matter how good his martial arts, no matter how good his martial arts skills, or his body skills, he will never win.

Therefore, if he wants to advance to the semi-finals, he must use the Time Dragon Ring to "cheate" but not his real strength.

Feng Jiuming frowned and looked at Long Qingchen, "Little sister, look at him, you can talk and laugh with the two fools from the Dayu Sect. Such a person is really not suitable for you."

Feng Xiyue disagreed, "I think it's great, which shows that he still retains a kind heart."

"You suspect that he is your savior and have a good impression of him in preconceived sense, so you feel good no matter what he does."

Feng Jiuming felt that she was helpless and sneered, "And, kindness is not a good thing in the cruel world of cultivation!"

Feng Xiyue tilted her head, "Then according to my brother's wishes, should I marry a person who does evil things?"

Feng Jiuming said, "A person who does evil will eventually perish himself, and of course he will not be able to marry him."

Feng Xiyue asked, "A kind person cannot marry, and a person who does evil cannot marry. So what kind of person should he marry?"

"This" Feng Jiuming was stopped and speechless.

No one noticed that on the high platform, the Flying Star Sect Master nodded to the second elder quietly.

The second elder understood the gods and knew what the sect leader meant, so he could arrange an opponent for the young man in blue!

He quietly left the platform and came to the two guards holding signs. He sent a message to the secret and gave a few instructions.

The two guards immediately changed all the jade signs in the sign to No. 6

"The first batch of the seventh round began to draw lots."

The Flying Star Sect Master announced indifferently.

More than two thousand guards holding signs set off and walked slowly to the geniuses.

Two guards holding all the No. 6 jade signs naturally mixed in. One walked to Long Qingchen and the other walked to Qin Ming, the supreme genius of Feixing Sect.

Long Qingchen took out a jade sign and saw that the number on it was "Six".

On the other hand, Qin Ming curled a sneer on the corner of his mouth and pulled out a jade stick. He didn't even look at it, but he knew it was the "Sixth" number, because, before, the second elder had already ordered him to meet the rampant young cultivator in the blue shirt and let him beat him to death.

The leader of the Feixing Sect nodded slightly to Qin Ming and said loudly, "The draw ends and the seventh round of duels officially begins. Please enter the corresponding arena!"
Chapter completed!