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. 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 declare that the competition begins!" With the order of the deacon who presided over the competition, the battle was 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 the melee began.
Although the disciples in the small team fought hard, the team composed of Nangong Yong, Lin Huai and others had no choice but to outnumber them and quickly knocked them off the ring.
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, and he slowly approached with his men. He sneered, "Junior brother, are you going down by yourself or are we? Beat you down?"
Chi groan!
Lin Jingyun suddenly pulled out his 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 long 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 Cloud
The people left in the ring now were 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 with a shake of his sword, it turned into a white sword light. Fly out.
Lin Jingyun's movements were very graceful, and he seemed to be able to face the siege of more than ten people with ease.
"boom!"
After a few moves, Lin Jingyun seized the opportunity to dodge 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 cold girl, he didn't think about it. Then, his eyes fell on Nangong Yong and said with a smile, "Brother Nangong, there are still seventy-three people in the ring now. Why don't we join forces and kill Zuo Han's team?" How about fighting?"
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 loudly, 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 working together. 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!"
"Hmph, 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. The number of people reached almost thirty. The two of them attacked one person together. In just half a quarter of an hour, half of the people on Zuo Han's side were defeated!
Yan Li frowned slightly when he saw this, and finally shouted softly, "Senior Brother Zuo, let me help you!"
With a flash of sword light, Yan Li joined the battle group and jumped away from several long swords surrounding Zuo Han. At the same time, Shen Xiao's 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. However, they felt their whole bodies shaken and retreated, falling under the ring.
After forcing the three of them off the ring, Yan Li turned around again and continued fighting. His swordsmanship was unparalleled, and he also practiced thunder attribute skills. He struck with all his strength. No disciple 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 held back his anger.
"This round 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 walked quickly to Yan Li 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, while 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 advance to the top ten! At the same time, the champion must fight three times in a row before he can step down. Those who get 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 onto the ring, glanced at everyone, and said slowly, "Please give me some advice, brothers!"
"I come!"
Immediately, someone flew up to them, and after saluting each other, the two sides started fighting 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 her. She 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 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 in 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.