Three days later.

The second competition of "Tianque Asking for the Way" finally began.

In the early morning, an elder of the Shengyan Sect came and took everyone from Taichu Sacred Mountain to the top of Shengyan Mountain. Under the leadership of the other party, when everyone went up the mountain, the formation barrier of Shengyan Mountain did not appear.

‘The call is getting clearer and clearer.’

As he got closer and closer to the top of Shengyan Mountain, Lin Chen felt that the sound became clearer and clearer. His eyes fell in the clouds and mist, and the top of the mountain that could not be seen clearly had been judged at this time that the call was coming from the top of the mountain.

Unfortunately, the elders of the Shengyan Sect did not take them to the top of the mountain, but took them to a huge arena halfway up the mountain.

People from other forces such as the Shengyan Sect, Yin and Yang Sect have arrived here. There are more than 100 people in total. The contestants who were eliminated in the first competition also came to watch the game. People from several forces stood in different positions on the edge of the ring.

Obviously, this is the place to compete today.

Lin Chen showed disappointment in his eyes, and he thought to find an opportunity to go to the top of the mountain.

His eyes swept over the crowd who had already arrived and saw Leng Dongliu among the crowd of Shengyan Sect. Leng Dongliu turned his head like a touch of emotion. The master and apprentice's eyes met, both of them showed a smile and a hint of expectation.

"I don't know if I will meet the master in this battle today. Forget it. If we meet now, wouldn't one of us not be able to enter the top ten?"

Lin Chen looked at the crowd of Yin and Yang Sect, and Mo Li was there. He didn't know if Mo Li noticed his gaze. He did not turn his head to look, but Qi Ziyuan beside Mo Li turned around and looked over coldly.

Lin Chen looked at him for a second, without any awe, and was very calm.

Swish!

A figure suddenly appeared in the center of a huge arena, standing in the air three or four meters above the ground, Yan Lie, the leader of the Shengyan Sect.

"The second competition of the 'Tianque Asking the Way' began soon. A total of 20 people participated in the competition, with a total of ten competitions. The winners entered the top ten. The list of battles for the ten competitions was concluded by the five of us. The battle list and order are as follows!"

"The first game, the Holy Yan Sect Fankong, against the Taichu Divine Mountain Hanfeng; the second game, the Taichu Divine Mountain Lin Chen, against the Yin-Yang Sect Wang Yu, the third game, Feixian Tower..."

Lin Chen and others had already learned about the rules of the second competition from Zhen Xinghai before coming.

The battle list was discussed by senior executives of the five peak forces. Basically, it was actually one who they were optimistic about being able to enter the top ten, and the other one they were not optimistic about.

In this way, unless a dark horse appears, the people who enter the top ten will be the ones they are optimistic about.

This has the advantage that it can allow Wu Fatian, Lin Chen, Jian Yunfei and others to compete for the first place, so that they will not meet in advance.

"In the first competition, the Holy Yan Sect Fankong fought against the Taichu Shenshan Hanfeng. The two of them came to the stage."

After the Master of Shengyan Sect finished speaking, his figure became illusory and disappeared on the ring.

Swish! Swish!

Two figures flew out of the crowd and rushed towards the arena.

One of them was Hanfeng, and the other was a tiger-backed and bear-beared waist. It was probably two meters tall, with a fiery red hair and a crimson flame mark on the eyebrows. It was a disciple of the Holy Yan Sect named Fan Kong.

The two of them didn't even make a foothold on the ring, but rushed towards each other in a fierce manner!

Han Feng's body was shining with golden light, like a gilded Buddha, and crimson flames were burning on Fan Kong's body, and both of them were long sticks.

Boom!

In an instant, two long sticks slashed out and collided together. A violent aftermath of energy surged in all directions in a circular shape, causing an astonishing storm.

Just when the energy aftermath was about to break out of the arena.

A buzzing sound!

A golden barrier appeared at the edge of the ring, blocking the energy aftermath, and the terrible energy aftermath that could instantly turn the mountains into powder, disappearing invisible in an instant.

The next moment, Han Feng took a few steps back, and Brahma roared like a hungry tiger rushing to eat. The long stick in his hand was covered with a crimson flame, and he slashed at Han Feng again!

"Oh no. Senior Brother Han is afraid he is not his opponent!" Seeing this, Lin Chen looked worried.

Sure enough, within a moment, Hanfeng was completely suppressed by that man and had to find gaps to use his strongest martial arts to try to reverse the decline.

"The Galaxy Falls!"

Han Feng shouted loudly, and the world fell into darkness. There was a golden light shining like stars in the sky. The golden lights were connected together, like a galaxy, with a heart-shaking heaviness.

The galaxy flowed down, carrying a terrible aura to devour and destroy everything, and its target was Fankong, who burned the crimson flames on his body!

"Hmph! Your strength is not as strong as me. I think you can turn the tables with this low-grade star martial arts? It's ridiculous!"

Fan Kong shouted coldly: "Burn all the eight wildernesses!"

He is also very extraordinary among the disciples of the Shengyan Sect, so naturally he cannot know the low-grade star martial arts.

As his long stick swept, the crimson flame rushed towards the galaxy that was flowing down. After the collision, it made a roar. The galaxy dissipated and the sea of ​​fire was also annihilated at the same time.

At the same time, Fankong had rushed to Hanfeng again and slashed it with one stick, as heavy as a pound!

Hanfeng was a little busy and held a stick to block it, but he was knocked out and hit the barrier at the edge. With a thud, he fell to the ground.

"I lost." Han Feng vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, barely stood up, and his face looked bitter.

There is a big gap between him and the other party. Even if he fights hard, he will never win. He will only make a fool of himself. It is better to admit defeat than to lose the face of Taichu Shenshan.

Suddenly, many people present at the Shengyan Sect showed a look of pride on their faces. Although there were 5 people in the Taichu Sacred Mountain, in their opinion, they still did not have the qualifications to be comparable to Shengyan Sect.

It is inevitable that people from Taichu Shenshan lose to people from their own Shengyan Sect.

"Taichu Shenshan was the last one, and this one, in my opinion, wouldn't be much better!" People with Yin and Yang Sect couldn't help but gloating and laughed.

"Shengyan Sect Fankong won the victory and entered the top ten."

As Yan Lie's voice sounded, Hanfeng and Fan Kong took the initiative to leave the arena.

At the same time, Yan Lie's voice sounded again.

"The second game, Taichu Shenshan Lin Chen fights against Yin-Yang Sect Wang Yu, and both sides come to power!"

Lin Chen rushed to the ring and looked at his opponent at the same time. He couldn't help but be stunned. This person was the young man who was blocking between him and Mo Li at that time.

"You overestimate yourself and tease us the saint of Yin and Yang Sect. Today, I will teach you a lesson so that you can have some self-knowledge!"
Chapter completed!