Xiang Nan, Xiao Jun, and Yuan Meng each won a match.
There are still thirty-three masters left by the enemy waiting to leave the station.
The current rule is that every day they have to play nine games, Xiang Nan and the others each have to play three games, one in each round.
But now, both the atmosphere of the scene and the mood of the audience have undergone earth-shaking changes.
At the beginning of the audition group arena, no one was optimistic about the challengers, because they fell into a huge disadvantage from the very beginning.
A large number of disciples suddenly rebelled and chose to join Tianxuanzong, which made Xiang Nan and the others immediately become lonely, and only a few of them were still fighting.
But the Zongmen qualifying competition has continued to this day. Among the five of them, except for Shen Liang's death and Feng Xuan's retirement, Xiang Nan and the other three are still persisting.
Until now, Xiang Nan and the others are still strong.
"Today, the second round, the 4th, 5th, and 6th rounds are about to start, players please get ready." Xuan Qingzhu announced.
Xiang Nan got ready a long time ago, and after resting for half an hour, he walked onto the battlefield with a giant knife in his hand.
Xiang Nan's opponent is still a Night Demon.
He had almost guessed that this would be the result. Those who were not strong enough in Tianxuanzong had all been eliminated in the previous ten days.
Among the remaining 33 people, except for Yue Donghai, Duanmu Wuji, and Lu Changyuan, the remaining 30 people should all be night hunters from Night Demon.
Xiang Nan's opponent was a man full of murderous aura. This man had a horseshoe-shaped scar on the lower left side of his face.
As for him, he possesses the realm of the sixth level of Tianyuan, and he is about twenty years old.
It's getting better and better! Xiang Nan found that as the game progressed, the opponents he met were getting stronger.
Xiang Nan narrowed his eyes slightly: "I don't know what kind of promise Tianxuanzong gave you, so that you are willing to work for them."
"However, I still want to offer some soft-hearted advice. Before it's too late, quit the sect's qualifying competition as soon as possible."
The stern man shook his head and said, "You come to persuade me, it's better for me to persuade you."
"Indeed, I'm not sure whether I can defeat you. I can even say that maybe among the few people who appear after me, none of them may be your opponent."
"But so what? Doesn't Tianxuanzong understand this?"
Xiang Nan's eyes moved slightly.
The stern man continued: "Because we have countless talented masters who can be sacrificed, even if ten or eight top masters die, it doesn't matter."
"But what about your challengers? You can't afford to lose."
"Six major sects, in the end, only three people can carry the game. Do you think this is a kind of scenery, or a kind of sadness?"
"Xiang Nan, I respect you as a master, so I would like to advise you, you should withdraw from the sect qualifying competition, go back to your own sect, and develop slowly. Your Haoran sect will lose money because of you. can be continuously improved.”
"If you really died in the sect battle because of this ridiculous championship honor, do you think there is still a day for your six major sects to turn around?"
"have a look."
The stern man stretched out his right hand, pointed at the camps of the six major sects, and said: "Six first-class sects! The only ones who can show their hands are the three of you! One of them is a traitor from the Feiyun sect."
"You can imagine, when the six great sects lose even the three rising stars of you, what a dismal end it will be."
Xiang Nan was silent.
The stern man said: "The honor of the champion is more important, or the future of the sect? Don't you have a scale in your heart to measure it?"
Xiang Nan nodded and said, "You see it very clearly."
"It's true." The stern man said.
Xiang Nan shouldered the giant knife and said, "You see it very clearly, but it's not clear enough."
"Have you ever considered spiritual issues? If we choose to 'keep the green hills here' now, it does not conform to the spirit of warriors, nor does it conform to the spirit of our sect."
"Because from this day on, we will become a sect that has admitted defeat and surrendered. Our sect will be greatly demoralized and there will be no future for us."
"Well said!" Jiang Yunfan suddenly shouted in the direction of Haoranzong: "As a warrior, you can fail and die, but you can't bow your head and admit defeat!"
"Senior Brother Yunfan." Xiang Nanmeng turned his head, and when he heard Jiang Yunfan's voice, he suddenly felt a lot more at ease.
The person who single-handedly led him into Hao Ranzong, he is here! He's watching his game!
"This is the Xiang Nan I know!" Jiang Yunfan laughed loudly and roared, "It's the Xiang Nan who knew that his family would be ruined, but still went to fight with a sword in his hand!"
Xiang Nan held up his long knife in Jiang Yunfan's direction, and said, "Senior Brother Yunfan, I will not let you down!"
"Oh..." Xiao Jun's mouth turned into an "O" shape, and he said, "It turns out that there are people who admire a ruthless character like Xiang Nan."
Then Yuan Meng put his hands on his shoulders and said: "I seem to have heard that when Xiang Nan was in a small remote family, he encountered a catastrophe."
"Originally, they have fought to the end, and they have no strength to fight back. The whole clan is ready to die."
"But someone from Haoranzong suddenly appeared, not only saved Xiang Nan's family, but also led Xiang Nan into Haoranzong. This person should be Jiang Yunfan."
Xiao Jun became serious in a rare way: "In our lives, there are always one or two people who have inspired us. They changed the trajectory of our lives and pulled us out of the quagmire into the sunshine."
Yuan Meng was also quite emotional when he heard it, he just wanted to speak.
That Xiao Jun had already taken out the small mirror, fondled his face lovingly, and said: "And I am the star of destiny for all the female compatriots in the world, and they will be full of expectations because of my existence."
"I'm so out of my mind that I can actually talk to you." Yuan Meng slapped himself lightly.
"Xiao Jun, you will die sooner or later, really." Yuan Meng said with a sincere face: "Either you will be killed by the enemy or by us. You have no way out."
"Are you trying to say that the heavens are jealous of talents?" Xiao Jun sighed: "Who made the ancient confidante so unlucky, oh..."
The veins in Yuan Meng's neck were bulging, his fists were clenched tightly, and the vitality in his whole body was on the verge of exploding. He suppressed his anger, and forced himself to say: "Xiao Jun, run away, before I lose control, run away!" The farther the better."
On the battlefield, the stern man nodded: "It seems that I can't persuade you anymore. I thought that if you survived, I would have a chance to drag you into the Night Demon."
"Since you are determined not to retire, I can only find a way to deal with you."
"Do you have such confidence?" Xiang Nan asked.
"You have to try it, otherwise how will you know the result." The stern man turned his right hand, and a thick and simple book appeared in his palm.
On the cover of the book, a strange pattern was drawn.
This pattern should be a formation composed of three rings, and each ring contains a large number of weapon icons.
The stern man said: "Let's fight."