The night in Yunhe Mountain is very cold, and the wind blows on your body, like sharp blades.

Everyone sat cross-legged and used their true energy to resist the cold wind.

In the early morning, a red sun rose slowly.

"Okay, let's confirm the last twenty places as soon as possible!"

The Poisonous Water Dharma King was a little impatient.

Nodding, the great elder of the inner sect of Dixuan Sect said loudly: "This time is still the same as before. The competition system is a point system. Thirty rounds of competitions, the top twenty parties in the top 20 points are eligible to enter the Yunhe Secret Realm. Those who have lost five games will be disqualified."

"Thirty rounds?"

Jiang Chen frowned slightly.

There are 115 disciples participating. If one person participates in one round, one person will have to compete in one round. It will be fair for 115 people to compete in one hundred and fourteen rounds. If there are only thirty rounds, if you are not lucky, most of the opponents in these thirty rounds may be stronger than you and it will be difficult to get high scores. If you are lucky, maybe a disciple with poor strength will meet weak opponents and will win Gao Feng in one fell swoop.

"There is a great component of luck, but sometimes luck is also part of strength, so it's hard to say."

"But it has nothing to do with me. With my strength, even if I don't expose the Void Sword Body Technique, it's easy to win a place without any effort."

The competition began soon, and each disciple had a number, and the number and name were placed in a special box. Then the referee selected by everyone to draw the number for the competition. In order to make the competition go faster, the competition was divided into five groups, which means that there will be five games at the same time.

"The first group, No. 45 vs. No. 68."

"The second group, No. 23 vs. No. 79."

"The third group, No. 13 vs. No. 80."

"The fourth group, one hundred vs one hundred and eight."

"The fifth group, seven vs. 11."

As the referee drew out numbers, ten disciples from different sects came out and stood in different circles.

Jiang Chen didn't get the draw, so he happened to take this opportunity to see what the strength of the disciples of various major sects were.

"Senior Brother Wang is a little bad!"

Wang Haitao's number is No. 108. His opponent comes from the Chihuo Gate of Black Stone City. His palm technique is fierce and domineering, and Wang Haitao retreats again and again.

After more than a dozen moves, Wang Haitao had to admit defeat.

"Senior Brother Wang, don't be discouraged, this is the first game." Jiang Chen comforted Wang Haitao.

Wang Haitao smiled indifferently and said, "It is too difficult for one hundred and fifteen people to compete for twenty places, so I didn't have much hope."

In the fifth group of competition, the fourth group ended first, and then the first, second and third groups ended soon, and only the fifth group was still fighting fiercely.

The two sides in the fifth group came from Qingfeng Pavilion and Shenshui Sect. Their strength was obviously one level stronger than the other four groups. Unfortunately, they were so lucky that they met together in the first round and had to fight with all their might to defeat their opponents.

"Qingfeng Palm!"

"Black Water Fist!"

The energy and energy kept colliding together, and the battle between the two was also escalating.

In the Yiqi Sect, except for Chen Zhantian, Zhang Zhengyang and others showed a solemn look on their faces. There were ten places in the four-star sect that could directly enter the Yunhe Secret Realm. The disciples participating in the competition were all ranked in the tenth. Originally, Zhang Zhengyang and others guessed that even if they were not in the top five in the four-star sect, they should be able to rank in the top ten, but they had no choice but to find that if they were allowed to go up to compete with one of them, they might not be able to easily defeat the opponent, and the chances of winning were at most 60% or 70%.

"The four-star sect is so scary."

Feng Yaowei's face turned pale.

In the end, the disciples of Qingfeng Pavilion were slightly better and defeated the disciples of the Shenshui Sect.

After a while, it was Jiang Chen's turn. Jiang Chen's number was 101, and his opponent came from the Golden Light Gate of Tiehe City.

The disciples of the Golden Light Sect are good at body refining. The true disciple of the sect is the famous Xichengyong. Although Xichengyong is not one of the top ten young masters, that is because the other party went out to practice very early and could not catch up with the ranking. Otherwise, the top ten young masters would definitely have a place for him.

"I'm lucky, I actually met someone from the Yiqi Clan."

The disciple of the Golden Light Sect who appeared grinned.

The Golden Light Sect and the Yiqi Sect have never been dealt with, mainly because Chen Zhantian had seriously injured Xichengyong's younger brother Xichengjue, which made Xichengjue lie in the bed for several months.

"Just let the horse come over."

Jiang Chen drew out the sword, and the seventh level of Tai Ajue's true energy flowed throughout his body.

Although Jiang Chen had already practiced Tai Ajue to the late stage of the eighth level, he had never exposed the words of the Supreme Elder in mind. Fortunately, Tai Ajue was very domineering. In terms of attack power, Tai Ajue at the peak of the seventh level is no weaker than the eighth level of the ordinary Xuan-level intermediate-level martial arts.

"Is the peak of the seventh level?"

Shen Tianxing breathed a sigh of relief. Xie Xiaofeng was practicing Tai Ajue at the beginning, and he practiced him to the eighth level. However, he always suspected that before Xie Xiaofeng disappeared, he had already practiced it to the ninth level that no one had ever reached.

"Break it for me!"

The disciple of the Golden Light Sect punched over, and the golden light shone on his fist.

"It's not that easy to make me lose."

Jiang Chen raised his sword and went up to meet him.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The two of them quickly started to fight.

In terms of cultivation, the opponent is higher than Jiang Chen. In terms of martial arts, Jiang Chen is stronger than the opponent. The opponent is not a famous disciple and his level of martial arts is not too high. In this way, Jiang Chen's foundation is higher than the opponent. As for martial arts, Jiang Chen practices the Xuan-level low-level sword technique, Fengyu Sword Technique, and the opponent is practicing Xuan-level mid-level boxing. Unfortunately, the opponent's boxing level is too low and he has not even reached the Dacheng realm. Jiang Chen has already practiced Fengyu Sword Technique to the Transformation Realm.

After dozens of moves, Jiang Chen pointed a sword at the other party's throat, and a trace of blood was poured out.

"How is it possible to defeat me with the low-level Xuan-level sword technique?"

This disciple of the Golden Light Sect couldn't believe it.

"I have a good understanding and have already cultivated the low-level Xuan-level sword technique to the level of great success. This is the right way." Many senior figures in the sect nodded.

Some disciples have not even fully understood the low-level Xuan-level martial arts, so they have begun to practice the intermediate-level Xuan-level martial arts. Indeed, the intermediate-level Xuan-level martial arts are very powerful, but the difficulty of cultivation is also very high. If you are too ambitious, your future path will become increasingly difficult.

"Junior Brother Jiang is stronger than I thought. I don't know if this is his full strength!"

Wang Haitao looked at Jiang Chen, then looked at Gu Qingyuan, and couldn't help but sigh. Gu Qingyuan was the sect leader's personal disciple, and he was valued ten times more than Jiang Chen. It was not so easy for Jiang Chen to make a comeback. Perhaps it would be a great opportunity to enter the Yunhe Secret Realm this time.

A round of competition has passed, and the sun is already at its peak.

Except for Jiang Chen, the other four of the Yiqi Sect lost to their opponents, and Xiao Lie, one of the original five true disciples, was no exception.

This is not to say that Xiao Lie is not strong enough, but his opponent is stronger. A failure made Xiao Lie very frustrated and felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. He was extremely eager to enter the Yunhe Secret Realm and must not fall here.

The second round begins immediately, followed by the third round.

The three rounds of competition ended, and it was already dusk.

The bonfire was swaying, and everyone was talking about the daytime competition.

Among the five members of the Yiqi Sect, only Jiang Chen was the only one who accumulated three points, and Xiao Lie, Wang Haitao and Du Xiaojuan were the ones who accumulated two points. As for Kang Qingyuan, there was no win.

If nothing unexpected happens, Kang Qingyuan has been eliminated. He lost three games on the first day of the thirty rounds of the game. Who knows how many games he will lose in the future?

"Junior Brother Jiang, congratulations!"

Wang Haitao said.

"It's too early to talk about these things now. There are still twenty-seven rounds of games?" Jiang Chen smiled.

The next day, the game continued.

Jiang Chen still won consecutive victories and successfully accumulated six points. Xiao Lie lost another game, gaining four points, Wang Haitao and Du Xiaojuan accumulated three points, and Kang Qingyuan accumulated one point.

Among the more than 100 participating disciples, Kang Qingyuan's strength is undoubtedly the lowest. He himself no longer has any hope, just treats it as honing his combat skills.

On the third day, Kang Qingyuan was eliminated without any surprise and lost five games.

There were also many people who were eliminated with him. Although these people lost, they had a good mentality. One hundred and fifteen people competed for twenty places, including disciples from three major and four-star sects. It was unlikely to think about it. Since it was impossible, why bother to care?

On the fourth day, more people were eliminated, and Wang Haitao and Du Xiaojuan were no exception.

On the fifth day, there were only a little more than half of the disciples qualified for the competition.

As the number of rounds of the game increased, Jiang Chen gradually attracted the attention of some people. After all, Jiang Chen has not lost a single game so far, and his record is comparable to that of a disciple of a four-star sect.
Chapter completed!