1103: C1103 to the third level

C1103 to the third level

"Weng ?!"1

Following that, just like the first round of the competition, within the stage that Long Bufan was in, following his defeat, a golden door suddenly appeared in midair, and slowly opened.

Seeing that, Long Bufan took a deep breath, and after bidding farewell to Wu Moying, he did not stay any longer, immediately moving, directly flying towards the golden door that led to the third floor's stage.

When Long Bufan disappeared from the golden door, on the high platform in the inner hall of the Dongxuan, Ying Yuanzi finally revealed a smile on his old face. He knew, Long Bufan was getting closer and closer to the top ten, and as long as he could pass through the third round of competition, Long Bufan would be able to smoothly obtain a placing!

Of course, he also understood that the next round would be the true highlight of the Hundred Sect Battlestage! As long as Long Bufan did not meet those few monstrous geniuses of the super sect, it was likely that with his current potential, there was a large chance of him winning and obtaining one of the ten spots on the Hundred Sect Rankings.

As for all of these, it would depend on Long Bufan's luck, as anyone who could make it to the third floor, was a genius amongst geniuses. Previously, Ying Yuanzi had also paid special attention to the twenty odd people that had successfully made it into the third floor, other than the five super sect geniuses, there were only ten other participants with extremely tyrannical strength.

These ten people were obviously new disciples from the sects that had sprung up in recent years in continent of the firmament. They were all contenders for the top ten places in the Hundred Sect.

"Da Da Da ?"

From within the wide and long passage, the sound of minute footsteps continuously sounded. Long Bufan's footsteps were neither fast nor slow as he slowly walked deeper into the passage.

A few minutes later, at the edge of his sight, a tightly shut golden door also appeared.

And as Long Bufan's footsteps drew closer and closer, his aura seemed to also be shrinking at this distance. It was as if boiling water was churning around him.

This was because the next stage would be the final battle between the top ten. At the same time, the final destination for the spots would be decided.

Therefore, the third round of the battle was the key step!

Furthermore, Long Bufan was extremely clear that the opponents he would face in the third round would likely be extremely troublesome. The luck of the twenty-five participants who were able to smoothly pass the first two rounds was merely secondary.

Therefore,'s next opponent would definitely be the strongest genius in the young generation that he had encountered in the past few years.

"Hmm? "Twenty-fifth place ?"

Long Bufan's footsteps suddenly stopped as he thought about a serious problem.

This time, there were a total of a hundred Sect Disciples s participating in the Hundred Sect Arena. In the second round, half of the participants had died, leaving behind only twenty-five spots.

These twenty-five years was where the problem Long Bufan was aware of was serious.

This was to say that the twenty-five participants were an odd number. But since the stage was a one on one pair, how was he going to deal with the remaining one?

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