Thinking back to the beginning, Junior Brother Ji broke through the siege and defeated the disciples of the Wanjian Sect, the sword sect, without any resistance!

That time, their Five Spirit Sect was so glorious.

Lu Zangyou smacked his lips, raised the corners of his mouth happily, and silently looked forward to the subsequent competition.

With everyone's expectations, the first round of the second round finally ended.

Jiang Li, Song Ke, Ye Ge and a disciple of Taibai Sect successfully entered the third round, and the rest of the disciples were all eliminated.

The winning sects were all happy, while the losing sects were not discouraged. Instead, they were full of fighting spirit and were about to win the subsequent competition.

The second game was unfolding. No disciples of Yao Sect and Taibai Sect participated in the competition, so only six people were left.

Su Jiumo, who represented the Five Spirit Sect this time, also captured Yan Jing of the Sect.

Wanjian Sect drew Yunxu Sect, and Longxing Palace drew Wanyan Sect.

At the beginning of the competition, they attacked their opponents one after another without any delay.

Jiang Li stood in the audience, paying attention to the competition between Yan Jing and Su Jiumo, and also paying attention to Yan Jing's knife intention.

Yan Jing is a mutated ice spirit root cultivator. As soon as the sword intention came out, the huge battle platform instantly froze, including Su Jiumo on the platform.

Su Jiumo tried hard to break through the ice and began to launch a counterattack.

He has tough methods and strong metal spells, so he can deal with them for a while.

But his cultivation level was a little worse, and he was at a disadvantage soon.

Chen Qingluo was very nervous, but she knew in her heart that Su Jiumo could not win.

Finally, after a quarter of an hour of competition, Su Jiumo was knocked down and lost the competition.

In fact, Yan Jing has always been able to restrain himself because he thinks Jiang Li is like a mystery, and it makes people unable to guess what trump card she has.

Therefore, he did not dare to fully reveal his strength, otherwise he would fall into a passive state at that time.

"Junior Brother Su, are you okay?"

Chen Qingluo stepped forward and helped Su Jiumo up, frowned and looked at the wound on his body.

"fine."

Su Jiumo shook his head and returned to the group of disciples with her help.

He sat down cross-legged, then took out the pill to take it to heal his wounds, without any other emotion.

This surprised Jiang Li, because in the original work, Su Jiumo was an arrogant and unwilling to admit defeat, so how could he lose so calmly?

She raised her eyebrows calmly and noticed Su Jiumo's subtle changes.

But she didn't realize that Su Jiumo has become somewhat similar to her now, and has become much more calm and restrained. He has embarked on two completely different paths from him in the original work.

He no longer insisted on his feelings for Chen Qingluo. Although he still liked Chen Qingluo, he no longer valued his feelings so seriously.

Because everyone around him is constantly practicing hard, how can he stick to love?

"The second game ends!"

Jiang Ruolan stood up again and announced the results:

"The second game, the sword sect, the Wanjian Sect, and the disciples of the Dragon Palace will enter the next round!"

"Next, please come on stage by participating in the third game!"

After she finished speaking, several disciples jumped onto the battlefield.

Luo Qingzhou jumped onto the battlefield, chose a wooden sign at will, and when he opened it, he actually scored a bye.

He jumped off the stage in surprise and smiled so hard that he could reveal his big white teeth.

When he was in a bye, the Wanjian Sect naturally faced the Sword Sect, and the two of them started a fierce competition on the stage.

"The Five Spirit Sect is so lucky, it's actually a bye again!"

"Yes, there are two people entering the third round at present."

"Oh, this is really human comparison..."

The envious sighs of disciples came from around him, and Luo Qingzhou became even happier.

"Junior Sister Jiang, what if I keep taking a bye?"

He squeezed his eyes, looking proud.

Jiang Li glanced at him and smiled: "You think it's pretty beautiful..."

"Hehe, I just think about it."

Luo Qingzhou scratched his head, put the wooden sign in, and stopped talking and joking.

After a period of fierce competition, the monk of the Knife Sect won in the end.

The Wanjian Sect had eliminated two people in the third game, which made Zhao Jianchuan’s smile unable to stop.

He felt something was wrong and he felt a little worried.

Wanjian Sect can't lose, otherwise the old guy from the sword sect will be in front of him for a long time.

He sat upright and looked forward to the last round of the second round.

The result of this game of lottery was soon revealed. Wei Yu won the Five Spirit Sect Chen Qingluo, and the Sword Sect was in a bye.

Zhao Jianchuan's face turned green. Why did the Dao Sect have such good luck? Three people actually got involved in the second round!

"please!"

Wei Yu invited Chen Qingluo to the battlefield. She was tall and stood in a long sword in her hand. She was full of heroism, which was really cool and cool.

Chen Qingluo held her fists and returned the gift, and then took the initiative to attack her.

Wei Yu is extremely strong, and this will be another hard battle!

The war was flying on the stage, and Jiang Li stood under the stage and watched silently, and was also surprised that Chen Qingluo and Wei Yu met in the second round.

Both of them have the strength to enter the finals, but unfortunately the fortune is here, so someone must eliminate this game.

Wei Yu had long understood the sword intent and was powerful. No one among the disciples of the Wanjian Sect can surpass him.

Chen Qingluo's cultivation is much weaker, so she naturally has a disadvantage everywhere, but she still uses the small strong style of fighting. As long as she does not fall behind, she can always get up again.

And her biggest golden finger at the moment is her ability to quickly repair her injuries, and her general damage is not fearful at all.

Jiang Li stared at Chen Qingluo's figure on the stage, suddenly stunned.

After so long she arrived, she slowly discovered that the contents in the original work had slowly become a lake.

This is impossible for a monk with a strong memory, but it happened to her.

She only remembers a rough development of the plot, and even many characters that have not appeared have forgotten their names.

Jiang Li was shocked and searched for memory fragments in the sea of ​​consciousness, but in the end she still had nothing else to gain.

However, she remembered the location where the seal was lifted very clearly...

Jiang Li seemed to realize something. There was no one else except Tiandao who could make her forget the plot.

Although she didn't know why Tiandao did this, she didn't care much.

Because she didn't care much about the original plot, it didn't matter even if she forgot it. She just needed to practice hard and try to untie the seal as soon as possible and return the freedom of her uncle.

Jiang Li came back to her senses and looked back at the stage.

At this time, Chen Qingluo was covered in bruises, and countless cuts were scratched on his robes, becoming tattered.

Her penis fell to the ground, trembling with shock, enough to see the power of Wei Yu's sword.

"puff!"

Chen Qingluo sprayed a mouthful of blood, and her eyes were stained with blood. The pain in her body made her feel in great pain, but she didn't even frown and forced herself to get up from the ground again.
Chapter completed!