Poor Senior Brother Wang had just stepped onto the stage, and before he had time to stand firm, the oncoming azure seal knocked him off the stage!
Such tragedies continue to happen.
Every challenger who came on stage was slapped down by Jiang Deng with the Peak Master's treasure seal unreasonably.
one!
two!
…
nine!
Including Pantone, whom she defeated at the beginning, she has won ten games in a row and successfully advanced!
Jiang Deng had a thought, and the treasured seal of the peak master returned to her palm, and she kept throwing it up and down, with a posture that was comparable to holding a brick.
The disciples below were all excited.
"What a shame! You actually used an earth-level spiritual weapon!"
"Yes! If a sword cultivator doesn't use a sword, what's the point of using other spiritual weapons!"
"Shameless!"
Faced with everyone's doubts, Jiang Deng retorted, "If you have it, you can use it. I didn't tell you not to use it."
Everyone: "..."
If they had such a high-level spiritual weapon, they would have gone up and knocked Jiang Deng down long ago. Why would they be making noise here?
"Jiang Deng, the defender of the second arena, has won ten games in a row. He successfully defended the arena and advanced to the top ten. Please go to the rest area and wait for the promotions to be announced in other arenas..."
After hearing Manager Zhou's announcement, Jiang Deng ignored the jealous group in the audience, got off the ring, and went straight to the rest area.
Only the top ten players who have advanced can enter the rest area. It mainly provides them with a place to adjust their breath and restore themselves to their best condition for the next game.
Jiang Deng originally thought that if he advanced so quickly, he would at least get first place, but he found that someone had already entered here in advance.
It was none other than Lin Jun.
Lin Jun seemed to have just come down from the ring. Before he could sit down, he heard the door open and turned to look at Jiang Deng.
Seeing it was Jiang Deng, Lin Jun's black eyes were filled with coldness. He quickly turned his head away from looking at Jiang Deng, sat on his seat, and began to adjust his breathing.
Jiang Deng snorted coldly, suppressed his unhappiness, and sat at the farthest place from Lin Jun.
Her cheap ex-husband really looks more and more like her great apprentice, and just one look at him makes her angry.
Because they looked at each other in disgust, Jiang Deng and Lin Jun sat on the north and south sides of the rest area respectively, with a clear distinction between them.
Not long after, the other eight people who advanced also came to the rest area.
The candidates who advance to the top ten, in order of arrival, are Lin Jun, Jiang Deng, Xiao Yan, Jiang Zhi, Zhou Shan, Ying Ziru, Leng Baige, Jiang Zhiling, Sun Fei, and He Yan.
Inside the main hall.
Seeing this result, everyone was happy in their own way.
The sect master and the direct disciples of the two peak masters, Danfeng and Thousand Hammers Peak, have all entered the top ten.
Jiang Roushui is also very happy. Although Xiao Yan is now an outer disciple, he used to be his direct disciple. What's more important is that his son Jiang Zhi has actually entered the top ten! And he ranks very high!
Wu Cheng from Ten Thousand Jin Peak was the most speechless.
His direct disciple Pan Tong was originally very hopeful to win the championship, but he was defeated by Jiang Deng as soon as he came on the stage and did not even survive the knockout round!
On the contrary, two unknown inner disciples in his spiritual peak actually entered the top ten!
According to him, this Jiang Deng is simply having trouble with him!
Wu Cheng's face was extremely ugly. He clenched his fists and his finger bones creaked.
Zhan Ji secretly prayed for the sisters Jiang Deng and Jiang Zhiling, hoping that Jiang Deng could get the top spot and Jiang Zhiling could get a good result...
"Who are you optimistic about in this intra-sect competition for the leader of the Foundation Establishment Division?" Jiang Roushui, the master of Roushui Peak, asked provocatively.
Wu Cheng tried his best to force out a smile, "I think the leader is none other than Zhou Shan, a direct disciple of Senior Brother Song. I heard that he is a master of both swordsmanship and weapons. Now he can forge a low-grade Xuan-level spiritual sword. He is such a hard-working disciple.
, If he doesn’t win the first prize, who will?”
"Where." Song Bailian said modestly: "Although I really want to favor my disciples, the strongest among the contestants this time is obviously Junior Brother Lin. He was also the first to win ten people in a row and enter the rest area.
"
Yanzhen nodded in agreement, "I also think Junior Brother Lin has the best chance of winning."
Seeing that everyone was supporting Lin Jun, Zhan Ji said unconvinced: "Jiang Deng is also a perfect practitioner at the Foundation Establishment Realm. Why don't any of you think highly of her?"
"Pfft!"
I don’t know who laughed out loud first, and then the roar of laughter filled the hall.
Jiang Roushui smiled and said: "Master Zhan, you are young and don't understand. Although Master Jiang and Junior Brother Lin have the same cultivation level and the same amount of spiritual power in their Dantian, there is a huge gap between the spiritual power between the Heavenly Spiritual Root and the Waste Spiritual Root.
The intensity is completely different!"
"Fengzhu Jiang was able to pass the knockout round and enter the top ten by luck before, because she did not meet an opponent with Tianling roots. Now among these ten people, there are three Tianling roots and three alien spiritual roots. Jiang Fengzhu
How could she defeat these proud men and get the top spot?"
Wu Cheng even said coldly: "Can Jiang Deng get the top spot? Don't be kidding me. Our Taichu Sword Sect is all swordsmen. In the final analysis, the competition is still about swordsmanship, and she hasn't even taken out the sword yet. According to me
Look, she doesn’t know any swordsmanship at all!”
At this point, the others nodded in agreement.
Indeed, Jiang Deng has been growing wild since she entered Taichu Sword Sect. No one taught her how to practice swordsmanship. How could she know how to swordsmanship?
No matter how strong Jiang Deng's body is, after all, the foundation of Taichu Sword Sect is swordsmanship, and swordsmanship doesn't know swordsmanship. Does this make sense?
Su Heng looked at Baili Chengfeng on the side and asked flatteringly: "Envoy, who do you like most?"
"Um?"
Baili Chengfeng woke up from his daze and said without thinking: "Jiang Deng."
Everyone suddenly showed an expression of extreme horror.
"Your Majesty, calm down! This Jiang Deng is so stubborn that he is really not worthy of his responsibilities!"
"Envoy, why don't you find someone else to look after? This Jiang Deng really has no hope of getting the leader..."
"Yes, yes, sir, think twice!"
Everyone spoke out to exhort him.
Faced with doubts, Baili Chengfeng looked at Jiang Deng in the projected picture and smiled calmly, "Then we'll just wait and see."
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At this time, in the rest area of the Foundation Establishment Realm competition area.
Noisy on one side, quiet on the other.
"Sister Deng, please be merciful in the next competition!" Fei and He Yan both sat over with flattering smiles on their faces.
Jiang Deng nodded, "It's easy to talk about."
Because they were all acquaintances, the four of them sat next to each other and chatted eagerly.
The remaining people were each more cold-blooded than the other. Like Lin Jun, who had a withdrawn personality, they were all closing their eyes and adjusting their breaths to recover the spiritual power they had previously lost in the ring.
Not long after, Manager Zhou walked into the rest area and said loudly: "Congratulations to the ten of you for advancing to the top ten! Next is the points ranking battle, which is divided into four games. Those who lose two games in a row will be stopped, and those who have not lost one game will enter.
In the final, compete with your opponent for the title of leader."