60: C60 32nd Chapter Elimination Match(2)

C60 32nd Chapter Elimination Match(2)

"You're itchy, aren't you?"

He looked at Shi Yong again and walked down the stage in a daze. He, who specialized in physical strength, had been defeated in terms of strength. It was a huge blow to him. After all, he had been full of confidence before. He thought that he could easily defeat Lin Chen. However, the result was that he didn't even draw his sword.

After another hour, the matches of the ten groups had all come to an end.

The black-robed elder did a quick calculation, and the result remained the same.

"The first group, first place, Duan Ninglin, second place..."

"The second group, first place..."

"The tenth group, first place Lin Chen, second place Shi Yong, third place..."

The group competition ended, and the weather gradually darkened. Soon, the black-robed elder announced the second round of the second round.

Thus, all the disciples of Soaring Dragon Square returned to their respective peaks. As for those forces that had gathered from all directions, they were still on the high platform. However, the difference was that each high platform was wrapped in a layer of golden light, making it impossible to see what was inside. At the same time, the sect also arranged for disciples to deliver a sumptuous feast and fine wine to them.

Although they were VIPs from outside the sect, they couldn't run around in the Yanluo Sect. They were afraid that some people with ulterior motives might steal the secrets of the sect.

On the way back to the peak, all the disciples were discussing the exciting competition of today's group competition.

"I really didn't expect that two dark horses, Lin Chen and Gu Yuan, would appear among this year's inner sect disciples! They both defeated the last top ten disciples in a crushing manner."

"Gu Yuan's cultivation technique is mysterious and unpredictable, it's hard to figure it out. Truly terrifying."

"Gu Yuan's rise has at least shown some signs. After all, he is a disciple brought by Elder Gu from the inner sect two years ago. But this Lin Chen's rise is too unexpected, isn't it?"

"It's probably because of his strength and defense! I think he won't be able to walk very far!"

"I don't think he's that simple. Don't forget, his sword hasn't been unsheathed yet!"

"Whether he's bluffing or not, that sword is actually used to confuse his opponent, but he actually doesn't!"

"Who knows? But tomorrow will be the main show. Who will go down from the top ten disciples of the last year, and who will go up? "

" I can't wait any longer. Just thinking about it makes it exciting! "

The light was like an arrow, and soon, the second day arrived.

The Soaring Dragon Square, on the other hand, was naturally boiling again. It was several times more lively than yesterday. Obviously, they all knew that the exciting competition this time was about to begin.

On the high platform in the center, black-robed old man's figure once again appeared like a ghost. Sweeping across the crowd below the platform, he raised his voice and said, "The second round of the great competition is now the elimination round. Fifty disciples who have advanced in the first round will be eliminated, and ten disciples will be selected to enter the final round. The first place in the first round of the group competition is empty in the first two rounds. They would directly enter the last round. In fact, the forty people were split into two groups, and after two rounds of eliminations... Then, they matched with the first place of the group in the first round and carried out the final elimination. Are you all clear about this? "

"Understood!" The fifty people said in unison.

"Now, I announce the start of the first round of eliminations." black-robed old man's eyes swept across the crowd again and said loudly.

Boom!

As the black-robed elder's words fell, the voices of the audience rose to the sky, and they were all looking forward to the powerful conversation below.

Lin Chen took first place in the tenth group and entered the third match.

When Lin Chen saw this, he closed his eyes and closed his eyes. Soon, four hours had passed and the first two matches had all ended.

Shi Yong and Huang He, who had been taken first place in the first round, entered the third round without much suspense.

Below, twenty people were drawing lots.

"Shi Yong versus Duan Ninglin."1

The first two people who drew the lots were the top ten disciples of the last year. Seeing the strong and strong conversation, the crowd below the stage cheered again. They were looking forward to it.

However, Shi Yong's face was full of worry. He looked at Duan Ninglin with a serious expression. As one of the top ten inner circle disciples, the person he didn't want to meet the most was the person in front of him. The winner of the last inner circle competition had the title of the number one sword in the inner circle.

Not only was Duan Ninglin's sword technique terrifying, his cultivation was also top-notch. He had reached the terrifying First Layer of Spirit Gathering Stage. Although Shi Yong was at the peak of Qi Condensation, he was thousands of miles away.

The difference between Qi Condensation and Spirit Gathering was not something to be trifled with. Furthermore, even if he was also at the Spirit Gathering stage, Shi Yong was not confident that he would be able to withstand ten strikes from him.

"I am the same as him, one of the top ten inner sect disciples. No matter what, I have to withstand one sword strike from him. Otherwise, with so many people watching, I will lose all my face." Before Shi Yong could even exchange blows, he was already sweating profusely.

Duan Ninglin touched the blade of the sword and said with a smile, "Shi Yong, are you thinking about how to pass through my sword strike? Haha, but unfortunately, you can't even withstand a single strike."

After saying that, Duan Ninglin's smile faded, and his figure disappeared from where he stood like a ghost.

"Not good, he's here!"

Shi Yong felt a terrifying sword Qi locking onto him, and his heart instantly tensed up. He let out a loud roar, and gathered all the energy in his body into his palm. Following the roar of the dragon, a huge dragon of spiritual energy roared out in front of him.

"It's useless!"

Almost no one saw Duan Ninglin use his sword. They only saw the light blue sword light up the entire arena in an instant. The next moment, the giant spiritual energy dragon was defeated by the sword. At the same time, a long and narrow sword wound appeared on Shi Yong's chest. It extended all the way to his waist, and blood flowed out.

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