The rebuilt arena was extremely large, with one hundred and sixty people on it, it still looked very spacious.
As soon as the one hundred and sixty disciples stepped onto the stage, they were divided into several camps:
There are fifteen people in the camp headed by Nangong Yong.
There are fourteen people in the camp headed by Lin Huai.
There are fourteen people in the camp headed by Ren Qiu Kuangwen Xiaoxian.
There are ten people in the camp headed by Meng Wushuang.
There are also ten people in the camp headed by Zuo Han.
As for the other disciples, they were in small groups, looking around each other warily. Of course, there were also some like Yan Li who formed a camp alone.
"Junior Brother Yan, why not join our camp?" Zuo Han sent an invitation to Yan Li.
Yan Li shook his head at him, "I appreciate Senior Brother Zuo's kindness, so there's no need."
"All right!"
When Zuo Han saw Yan Li's refusal, he didn't say anything and retreated to one side, while Lin Huai, Nangong Yong and others seized the time to recruit other disciples to form a joint defense.
"Now I announce that the competition has begun!" With the order from the deacon presiding over the competition, the battle is about to begin.
"Do it!"
"superior!"
The large team composed of Nangong Yong and others pounced on the small team of only two or three people in a tacit understanding. Suddenly, swords flashed, swords flew, and a big melee began.
Although the disciples in the small team resisted vigorously, the team composed of Nangong Yong, Lin Huai and others had no choice but to outnumber them and quickly knocked them off the stage.
Yan Li stood in the corner of the ring and did not join the melee. Like him, there were two other people, one was Lin Jingyun, and the other was a sixteen-year-old girl in white.
The girl has a delicate face, but there is a chill all over her body, making people afraid to approach her easily.
More and more people were kicked off the stage, and the number of people dropped sharply.
Half an hour later, there were less than ninety people left in the ring.
Lin Huai's eyes swept over Yan Li, Lin Jingyun, and the woman. Finally, his eyes locked on Lin Jingyun. He slowly approached with his men and sneered, "Junior brother, are you going down by yourself or are we?
Beat you down?"
Chi groan!
Lin Jingyun suddenly pulled out his long sword and pointed it at Lin Huai, telling him his decision with his actions.
"Go! Beat him down!"
Lin Huai waved his hand, and the inner disciples around him swung their swords and attacked Lin Jingyun. Yan Li's heart moved and he wanted to step forward to help, but then stopped, wanting to take a look at Lin Jingyun.
How powerful is the cloud?
The people left in the ring now are all disciples of the Po Yuan Realm. More than ten people attacked Lin Jingyun together, but he didn't have the slightest fear. He gave a light drink and shook his sword, turning it into a white sword light.
Fly out.
Lin Jingyun's movement was very graceful, and he seemed to be able to face the siege of more than ten people with ease.
"boom!"
After several moves, Lin Jingyun seized the opportunity to duck behind a person, and then kicked him out. The opponent flew out of the ring with a loud sound.
"boom!"
After a few more moves, another person was kicked off the ring.
When Lin Huai saw this, he quickly told everyone to stop. His eyes fell on Yan Li and he moved away with a slight hesitation.
Although he hates Yan Li very much, Yan Li is the little prince of Dayun Kingdom after all. It is better not to offend him if he can!
As for the frosty girl, he didn't consider it. Then, his eyes fell on Nangong Yong, and he smiled and said, "Brother Nangong, there are seventy-three people in the ring now. Why don't we join forces and kill Zuo Han's team?"
How about continuing the fight?"
Zuo Han's expression suddenly changed, "How dare you, Lin Badi!"
"Haha, that's what I like! I agree with Junior Brother Lin's suggestion!" Nangong Yong laughed, and then led more than a dozen disciples and Lin Huai's people to surround Zuo Han and his group.
Nangong Yong and Lin Badi were colluding with each other. Zuo Han was anxious and angry, but had no choice. He turned to Meng Wushuang, Ren Qiukuang and others for help.
But they didn't intend to intervene, because after Zuo Han and his team left, there were only about 60 people left in the ring.
"Junior Brother Zuo, I think you should go down by yourself to avoid humiliating yourself!" Lin Huai looked at Zuo Han jokingly, with a proud look on his face.
"Don't even think about it!"
"Humph, since you know what's going on, you can't blame us! Do it!"
The battle started again. Nangong Yong and Lin Huai joined forces, and the number of people reached almost thirty. The two of them attacked one person together, but in just half a quarter of an hour, half of the people on Zuo Han's side were beaten down!
Yan Li frowned slightly when he saw this, and finally shouted softly, "Senior Brother Zuo, I'm here to help you!"
With a flash of sword light, Yan Li joined the battle group and jumped away from several long swords surrounding Zuo Han with one sword move. At the same time, Shenxiao sword technique was unleashed.
The lightning flashed, and just a few swords forced the three members of Lin Huai's party to the edge of the ring.
"Whoosh!"
The sword light suddenly became powerful and surged toward the three of them like a wave. The three of them had no choice but to face the enemy with their swords, but they felt their whole bodies shaken, retreated, and fell under the ring.
After forcing the three people off the ring, Yan Li turned around again and continued fighting. His swordsmanship was unparalleled, and he also practiced thunder attribute skills. He attacked with all his strength. None of the disciples at the same level could block his three moves. However,
In less than half an hour, seven people were forced off the ring by him.
When Lin Huai saw this, he couldn't help being very dissatisfied, but he secretly suppressed his anger.
"This round of competition is over, everyone, please stop!"
The voice of the deacon presiding over the competition sounded, and the disciples in the battle put away their weapons one after another.
"Junior Brother Yan, it's all thanks to you this time, otherwise...!" Zuo Han quickly walked to Yan Li's side and said with a grateful face.
If Yan Li hadn't come to support him, all the disciples on his side would have been knocked off the stage.
"The second round will begin in half an hour!"
Those disciples who were injured in the battle just now were healed quickly, and those who were not injured also jumped off the ring and used their kung fu to restore their energy.
Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and the deacon's voice continued, "Each of you will get a jade medal. This round of fighting is a defensive battle. If you defeat an opponent, you will get the jade medal from the opponent, and you will get six
Those with jade medals will be promoted to the top ten! At the same time, the champion must fight for three consecutive games before he can step down. Those who have obtained six jade medals will no longer participate in the battle."
Immediately, Yan Li and others got a jade medal, which meant that the second round of competition for the top ten began.
"Whoosh!"
With a flash of his figure, Lin Jingyun flew up to the ring, glanced at everyone, and said slowly, "Please give me some advice, brothers!"
"I come!"
Immediately, someone flew up to him, and after bowing to each other, the two sides fought together.
Lin Jingyun's swordsmanship was exquisite, and he defeated his opponent with just a few moves.
Next, Lin Jingyun defeated four people in a row and successfully obtained five jade cards. Including his own jade cards, a total of six, making him the first to advance to the top ten!
As soon as Lin Jingyun came off the stage, the cold girl flew up to him. He also defeated five opponents in a row and advanced to the top ten.
Next, Nangong Yong, Meng Wushuang, Ren Qiukuang, Wenren Xiaoxian, Lin Huai, and Zuo Han all easily defeated their opponents and advanced to the top ten.
Yan Li knew that it was his turn, so he flew onto the ring and said below, "Please give me some advice, brothers!"
"Junior Brother Yan, you are polite!"
A young man in his early twenties flew onto the ring. After being greeted, he waved his fist and attacked Yan Li.
The opponent's boxing skills were exquisite and his strength was extremely powerful, but he was still defeated by Yan Li's sword with just a few moves. With Yan Li's strength, there would be no problem in advancing. Similarly, after five consecutive battles, he was promoted to the top ten.