After several rounds, the sword sect's foundation building group still had Chen Hongjin and Fu Yu, and a senior from the golden elixir group entered the top ten.

In the Kendo group, Zhu Qingyi was defeated in the second round. Duzhou was unlucky and was drawn into a group with Fu Zhu, and lost early, leaving only Zhou Tanzhi and Fu Zhu.

The Taixuan Sword Sect was even more unlucky. Most of its disciples were eliminated by Fuzhu, and only one Jin Mingyun was left in the top ten. Li Yan of the Fuhua Sect was very good, and he entered the top ten without saying a word.

Qiulian Sword Sect entered two, and Lianxing Sword Sect became the biggest winner, occupying a total of four places in the top ten.

"I hope I won't be drawn into a group with my junior sister." Zhou Tanzhi joked, striding onto the stage to draw his own lot.

Fu Zhu smiled and said: "You won't be so unlucky. Brother Zhou, just feel free to smoke boldly."

After reading the lottery, Zhou Tanzhi finally let go of his tense heart, Qingyin said, "No. 7."

Fu Zhu opened his palm, No. 2, and Brother Zhou were not drawn together.

After the lot was drawn, everyone else got off the ring, but the talisman beads did not move. Opposite her was a swordsman who looked confused. He looked around before focusing on the talisman beads.

He looked down at his signature and asked cautiously: "Are you number 2?"

The girl opposite him nodded calmly, and the swordsman's expression suddenly became sad.

If we were talking about the person that everyone least wanted to meet in previous Immortal Sect Competitions, it would definitely be Jin Mingyun. In this year's Trial Dao Competition, the person that everyone least wanted to meet has an extra talisman bead.

She defeated the disciples of Taixuan Sword Sect until only one Jin Mingyun was left, making it into the top ten!

The Taixuan Sword Sect's draw must be waterless, otherwise it would not have nearly destroyed their entire group.

"Fellow Taoist, draw your sword!"

Fu Zhu warned, and the long sword came out wrapped in the cold like frost and snow.

After a long trial session, Fu Zhu had no patience and just wanted to finish the fight quickly and finish the job as soon as possible.

She struck the frost with her sword, and white mist appeared on the end of the sword. When the two swords intersected, the mist climbed onto the opponent's long sword, and the coldness spread along the sword body into her body, making him shiver from the cold.

What kind of move is this?

He has seen the Thirteen Moves of Qianhua Sword Technique, but there is no such move!

In an instant, his long sword turned into frost, and the sword energy was sealed inside and kept running around, making it impossible to escape even if he wanted to.

There was another sword light as fast as lightning. He didn't have time to think too much and raised his sword to catch it. There was a "click" and the long sword broke into two pieces.

?!

His sword was a spiritual weapon after all, so it was broken like that?

(???_??)

I accidentally applied too much force.

Fu Zhu sheathed her sword and apologized repeatedly, "I really didn't mean it."

His sword seems quite expensive. How many spiritual stones does it cost to pay for it...?

"..."

Although the sword was broken, the game was not over yet. Fu Zhu said suggestively, "Why don't you go borrow a sword first, and then we can continue?"

After saying Fu Zhu, he went to see the Taixuan Sword Sect elder in charge of the competition and asked him if it was okay. The elder nodded expressionlessly.

When the other party heard Fu Zhu said that he wanted to continue, he quickly waved his hand and refused, "Since Taoist Friend Fu Zhu broke my sword, you naturally win."

After saying that, he hurriedly jumped off the ring, not forgetting to take away his broken sword with a wave of his hand.

When Fu Zhu saw this, he didn't force it and jumped off the ring, leaving the place to others.

There are still four groups that will be drawn again soon after playing. One of the five people will have a bye, and she will have to play two games at most.

"Senior Sister Fu Zhu, how come the move you just used is nothing like Qianhua Sword Technique?" Zhu Qingyi, who was most familiar with it, squatted beside Fu Zhu's chair and expressed doubts.

"..."

"It's not the lead swordsmanship in the first place. It would be a ghost if it looked like it."

Fu Zhu looked at the ring without squinting, and reached out to the table with one hand to grab an empty space. She turned around and found that the sunflower seeds were gone on the table.

She calmly took back her hand and patted it. Suddenly, a hand as white as a lotus root appeared in front of her, holding a plate of peeled suluozi.

Fu Zhu was stunned for a moment, then quickly took the jade plate, with eyes as crooked as the moon, "Thank you so much, Junior Sister Mi Tuo!"

"You're welcome." The little girl replied softly.

She had previously observed that Senior Sister Fu Zhu seemed to like eating these gadgets, so she peeled off a plate when she had nothing to do.

Zhu Qingyi reached out to take it, but Fu Zhu glared back.

"Junior sister peeled this off for me," she emphasized.

It’s great to be a senior sister! Fu Zhu scared Zhu Qingyi with a stern face, but actually she was very happy inside.

After the four groups of games were played, Fu Zhu got up and went on stage to draw lots.

She, Senior Brother Zhou, Jin Mingyun, Li Yan, and a disciple of the Qiulian Sword Sect, one of the five will have a bye.

Five copper flying swords of the same size are floating in the air. The swords are shrouded in white light, and the appearance of the flying swords cannot be seen clearly.

Only when the flying sword is taken away and falls into the palm of the contestant will the writing on it appear.

Fu Zhu always chooses the flying sword closest to her. She raised her hand and easily reached the flying sword above her head. The moment the sword entered her palm, the white light instantly dissipated and turned into an ordinary flying sword.

Both sides of the bronze sword were engraved with the same sword pattern, and it felt a little bumpy to the touch. Fu Zhu lowered his eyes to look at his signature.

On the 5th, she had a bye.

Zhou Tanzhi was one number away from her, number four, and faced Jin Mingyun.

Li Yanze and Qiulian Sword Sect disciples were in the same group. When they learned this result, both parties breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it's a bit regretful that we didn't get a bye draw, we still have a chance to win if we draw each other.

Everyone was surprised by this bye draw, but also thought it was very reasonable.

The battle between Li Yan and the disciples of the Qiulian Sword Sect has begun. The two sides were in a stalemate for a period of time, and finally ended with Li Yan's victory.

There was almost no suspense about the outcome of the battle between Zhou Tanzhi and Jin Mingyun. After dozens of moves from both sides, Zhou Tanzhi was defeated.

There will be a bye draw for the remaining three people. Fu Zhu and Jin Mingyun have no ideas. They firmly believe that they can win the first place. It doesn't matter whether they have a bye or not.

Only the Fuhua Sect disciples held their breath, praying that Li Yan would get a bye draw, so that there would be two more spots to make up for Lu Xiaoying's loss in the first battle.

Neither Fu Zhu nor Jin Mingyun moved, leaving Li Yan to choose first. He swung around among the three flying swords for a while, and finally chose the middle one.

Fu Zhu, Jin Mingyun casually took the flying sword in his hand.

"Who got the bye draw? I'm so fucking curious, I even want to jump down and grab the flying sword to take a look."

"There are three people on the field, who can you beat? You're not afraid of being hacked to death with a sword!"

"I don't know who got the bye draw, but Li Yan definitely didn't get it! Look at his gloomy look, his brows are dull, and he looks sad just by looking at him!"

"This is also the case. No matter who gets the bye draw, whether Fu Zhu or Jin Mingyun, Li Yan will have to face another strong opponent. Who doesn't have to worry about this?"

Jin Mingyun lowered his eyebrows and looked at the lot in his hand before exiting the arena.

This time, he got a bye.

After so many games, he and Fu Zhu failed to face each other, and one of them got a bye. It seemed that God was deliberately arranging for them to have a final showdown.
Chapter completed!