The next day, Long Qingchen and Nangong Wan'er came to the martial arts court of the Dagan Royal Academy again. Hundreds of new disciples arrived, because today was the last day of the competition, and there were only more than 100 people left in the third round, so today we can finish the competition. Obviously, everyone is very concerned about the ranking.

"The third round starts drawing lots."

The old minister held the roster in his hand and announced.

The old man in gray came to more than a hundred disciples who had advanced to the third round with the sign. The disciples took out a jade sign in turn and took a look in his hand silently.

When he first came to this world, Long Qingchen discovered that people in this world often don’t change their clothes, which felt very strange. For example, this old man in gray has been wearing this gray clothes for several days, but he has never changed them. Later, he realized that the clothes worn by practitioners are made of special materials and are not easy to get dirty. Therefore, it is normal not to change them for a few days, especially some older and strong men. They basically wear treasure clothes, not to mention a few days, years, or decades.

"I lost."

After taking a look at the number one jade stamp in Long Qingchen's hand, Nangong Wan'er looked at the number one jade stamp in her hand again, and she already knew the result.

It’s not that her strength is not as strong as Long Qingchen, but that her face is not as thick as Long Qingchen. Just like when she was in Lingwu Academy, Long Qingchen would force her to admit defeat.

Long Qingchen smiled faintly, "The defeated general under his command."

Nangong Wan'er snorted, "You have never defeated me upright."

"Lost means losing, don't make any excuses."

Just win, as for how to win, Long Qingchen doesn't care.

After the third round of draws ended, the showdown began, and the first game was Long Qingchen and Nangong Wan'er.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas celebrate the sect!"

Long Qingchen shouted loudly, pretending to be light and slapped out a light palm.

Nangong Wan'er "consciously" fell outside the ring, looking like she was "shattered away".

Long Qingchen looked at her with satisfaction and told her through his eyes, "You know what you are like!"

Nangong Wan'er rolled her eyes, obviously, she was not convinced by the loss...

"Wan Buddhas are in charge of the sect, what kind of martial arts is this?"

"A martial art that doesn't even need to be used for spiritual power?"...

The disciples were stunned and felt inexplicably.

Yuwen Ruiqi, Zhao Yi and others had strange eyes and saw clues because they knew what kind of virtue Long Qingchen was.

Hua Yuyan sneered and pointed it out directly, "He is playing a fake game!"

Long Qingchen was unhappy, "Wan'er was shocked by my profound skills. Wan'er, don't you think so?"

"Yes." Nangong Wan'er responded reluctantly.

The mentors looked at each other and smiled bitterly. With their cultivation, how could they not see the fake game? But can they still be faked?

"Long Qingchen won, advanced to the fourth round, and Nangong Wan'er was eliminated."

The old Shangshu had no choice but to announce the result. According to the regulations, this competition was not allowed to admit defeat, but if the disciple "deliberately" lost, there was nothing he could do.

"The third round, two games, start the showdown."

"The third round, three games, the showdown begins."...

There are fewer and fewer people left, but the showdown is getting more and more intense, because being able to advance round by round is undoubtedly a genius among the geniuses, and they are all very strong.

After a few matches, the semi-finals of 64 were decided.

In the fourth round, Long Qingchen still successfully defeated his opponent and advanced to the top 32!

In the fifth round, he advanced again and reached the quarterfinals!

In the sixth round, he met Tuoba Li. Tuoba Li's wish to take revenge was not realized, but he was beaten up and advanced to the quarterfinals!

Round 7, semi-finals!

In the eighth round, that is, the semi-finals, he met Jiang Xiner from the same martial arts lecture hall. Although Jiang Xiner's cultivation level is only at the seventh level of the war martial arts realm, his strength is close to the Void Martial Realm. He used his ninth level of the Crazy Martial Realm together with the power of the dragon clan's physical body to defeat Jiang Xiner and win.

"It's the final!"

"When we were attacking the World Academy, Senior Brother Xiang Beining was the chief disciple. His cultivation level reached the peak of the ninth level of the Martial Arts Realm, ranking 46th on the human list. He can be called a young generation of monster genius. I don't feel surprised at all that he can advance to the finals. However, Long Qingchen only has the ninth level of the Martial Arts Realm, why can he advance to the finals?"

"Just just now, I paid special attention to Long Qingchen's duel. He can often defeat his opponents through the seventh and eighth level of cultivation, and his strength seems to be very strong."

"If you face an ordinary cultivator and cross a few levels of cultivation, it's nothing. However, everyone is a genius, and it's difficult to cross a first level. Why can he cross a seventh or eighth level?"...

In the final, there was no need to draw lots. A handsome young disciple of Fengshen and Long Qingchen stepped onto the ring. When the disciples looked at the young disciple, their eyes were full of respect, but when they looked at Long Qingchen, they were full of doubts.

This made Long Qingchen a little unhappy, "What's wrong with my strength?"

After hearing what he said, the disciples could only "hehe".

"This competition is generally fair. In addition to the third round, he did win the other five rounds by his strength."

The old Shangshu spoke fairly, neither favoring Long Qingchen nor accusing Long Qingchen.

It’s hard for the disciples to say anything else.

The old minister announced, "Let's start."

"The No. 10th Martial Arts Lecture Hall, towards Beining!"

"The Third Martial Arts Hall, Long Qingchen."

The young disciples and Long Qingchen bowed to each other and reported the martial arts lecture hall and their names.

boom!......

Xiang Beining moved first, and the cultivation level of the ninth level of the Battle Martial Realm exploded, and his whole body emitted black spiritual power. With one flash, he disappeared.

"Celestial stance, Shadow Step!"

"You can only invisible at night if you practice within the fifth level of the Shadow Step. Brother Xiangbeining can invisible during the day, and at least to the fifth level or above!"

"Shadow Step is best at assassination. If you don't take action, you'll have to take action. You'll have a thunder strike!"...

The disciples exclaimed.

The mentors' eyes were filled with their eyes and they all nodded slightly. Obviously, they highly praised this Shadow Step.

Long Qingchen felt his hair suddenly rising, as if he felt murderous intent from all directions. He might launch a surprise attack from any direction in Beining.

He naturally heard of the Shadow Step, which specializes in the dark attribute martial arts, that it is said that when practicing to the extreme, one can escape into the void and assassinate invisible. Although Xiang Beining is far from practicing to the extreme, it is also very difficult to deal with.

With his ninth level of the Crazy Martial Realm and the strength of the Dragon Clan's physical body, he is not afraid of opponents with strong strength. The only thing he fears is such an invisible and intangible opponent.

Buzz!.......

Suddenly, Long Qingchen's ear drum moved slightly, and he sensed an abnormal movement on the left direction. Without thinking, he subconsciously punched him.

boom!......

However, this punch fell into the air.

Bang!......
Chapter completed!