In most of the day, half of the five hundred people were eliminated.
Among them, more than 30 people were seriously injured and were unable to continue the competition, so they were directly eliminated.
After all, the competition has just begun, so most people have to be screened out.
The family heads who were watching the battle on the sidelines would burst out shouting with excitement after seeing their juniors advance successfully.
However, there are still a large number of families who are dejected.
Some of the families lamented that their juniors were not as good as others, but most of them felt that they were unlucky.
This emotion is also conveyed in everyone's heart, and they secretly pray not to reach the top of the rankings, otherwise they will not be able to win even if they work hard.
However, after watching all the competitions, Qin Xiaofei's face became a little solemn and he subconsciously looked at the attic.
I was wondering about the roster for this battle and how these big shots would arrange it.
After all, these characters all have one hand to cover the sky. If you want one person to lose, it is very simple, just arrange an insurmountable opponent.
It means that victory or defeat depends on the mood of others. Of course, other disciples will not care about such things that are obvious.
But Qin Xiaofei is different. In the past, these big shots sent people to kill him, but now they will definitely use black hands secretly.
Now that he is facing the number one on the Heavenly Ranking, he is not feeling down. After all, these people have never shown their true strength.
Among them, the one who is least afraid of may be Mo Yu Academy's No. 1 on the Heavenly Ranking. After all, his soul power has now been restored.
If you really want to fight with your soul, don't be afraid at all.
But the next moment, the appearance of the purple-robed elder interrupted Qin Xiaofei's inner thoughts.
The purple-robed elder glanced at Qin Xiaofei with helpless eyes, and then loudly announced that the competition would begin again.
"The first group to play is Murong Wenyan and Qin Xiaofei!"
Qin Xiaofei immediately sneered when he heard this, and directly guessed that this person had done this on purpose.
Otherwise, it would not be such a coincidence that I happened to be in the first group and met Murong Wenyan.
However, Murong Wenyan in the crowd had a sneer on his face, as if he already knew this outcome.
Just because someone just gave him a top-notch mysterious weapon to deal with Qin Xiaofei.
Of course he would immediately accept such a good thing.
However, the other party made a request that Qin Xiaofei must die in the ring, which was exactly what he wanted.
So he agreed directly and prepared to deal with Qin Xiaofei directly this time.
At the same time, the old man in a coat on the attic showed a gloomy smile.
Even if Qin Xiaofei is ranked No. 1 in the rankings as his opponent, he will only be eliminated in the end.
It's better to give Qin Xiaofei some benefits and let Qin Xiaofei's enemies solve this kind of thing. They can kill people with a borrowed knife and eliminate the root cause at the same time.
Moreover, he had also inquired about it. Murong Wenyan was ranked third on the Heavenly Ranking, and his strength was not bad. Moreover, with the top-notch mysterious weapons he had provided, he would definitely be able to win easily.
However, Qin Xiaofei didn't pay too much attention and strode onto the ring.
His opponent was Murong Wenyan, so he didn't feel any pressure.
Murong Wenyan stood across the ring with a sneer on his face, "I said yesterday that I have to kill you here today."
"It seems you are not very lucky. Are you ready to die?"
"You're not afraid of Feng Da's tongue flashing." Qin Xiaofei spoke disdainfully and provoked, not treating the other person as a person at all.
"Did the person behind you ask you to kill me this time?"
"Huh?" Murong Wenyan was stunned for a moment, then pretended not to know and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Seeing Murong Wenyan's unnatural expression, Qin Xiaofei knew that his prediction was correct.
"It's time for the two of us to settle the accounts, and we just happened to take advantage of this opportunity."
"It's just you? You really don't know how to live or die..." Murong Wenyan was about to say something cruel, but was directly interrupted by the elder on the side.
"Would you like to fight?" The elder glanced at the two men angrily, "The competition begins!"
After saying this, the elder jumped off the ring, giving the two of them plenty of space.
Without any carelessness, Murong Wenyan directly drew out the long sword he had obtained.
"No one can save you this time!"
Before he finished speaking, the true energy was poured from his body into the flying sword, which erupted with thousands of rays of light and went straight to Qin Xiaofei's head.
Qin Xiaofei was unable to open his eyes under this light, but relying on the power of his soul, he could still detect the opponent's movements.
The silver dragon instantly appeared in his hand and headed straight for the flying sword.
But the old man in the attic had a confident smile on his face and sighed confidently, "This time this stealing ant will definitely die."
"I can't tell." The middle-aged man smiled, "Qin Xiaofei's strength has improved, and Murong Wenyan may not be able to win."
As he said this, he saw Murong Wenyan's flying sword and immediately smiled again.
"I took out the Xia Guang Sword just for a stealing ant. Is it worth it?"
"For the sake of the dynasty, I will not hesitate even if I lose my family and my fortune." The old man looked determined.
"The Xiaguang Sword is good, but it can't exert its maximum power, and it can't take advantage of it." The middle-aged man smiled calmly.
"Even if the Xia Guang Sword is ranked first among the Xuan Bings, it is no exaggeration. If this guy can still lose, it can only be because of his lack of strength." The old man said this, but his face was full of confidence.
"Then you didn't look at the weapon in Qin Xiaofei's hand?" The middle-aged man shook his head.
After being reminded, the old man turned his attention to Qin Xiaofei. After a while, his expression suddenly changed, "Why did this old guy Ruiming give the silver dragon to this stealing ant!"
However, the middle-aged man had no intention of answering and still stared at the ring.
I saw that the light emitted by the flying sword on the arena did not fade at all, and it burst into light again.
As Murong Wenyan's true energy increased, the bright light erupted from the flying sword could cut off even the soul.
This doubled Qin Xiaofei's pressure, and he could only rely on the tentative attack of the silver dragon in his hand.
However, an attack of this magnitude could not get close to Murong Wenyan.
A green energy covered the entire sword body, and the light changed again, but it was still difficult to look directly at.
Not only was this the case on the stage, but everyone in the audience was also the same, they had no idea what was going on above the stage.
Qin Xiaofei snorted coldly, knowing that if he was like this, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.
So he used the strength of the light to determine Murong Wenyan's position, and then launched an attack suddenly.
Moreover, at the moment of launching the attack, nearly half of the zhenqi in the orifice exploded.
"One word shakes!"
The silver dragon is like a big dragon crossing the river, passing through the green glow.
But in Murong Wenyan's eyes, it was very funny because Qin Xiaofei's attack was off target.
However, Qin Xiaofei had a sneer on his face.
After all, how could he do something he was unsure of!