Chapter 2190 The Opportunity for Revenge Has Come

Although, the atmosphere on the white light disc became more and more tense.

Most of the more than 20 young martial saints suffered serious injuries, their breath was weak, and their expressions and eyes were dim.

To say that the most miserable one was Martial Sage Shen Yue.

Yuan Chong originally wanted to send her away from the Void Terrace, and look back at Tiancheng to heal her wounds first.

But the Shenwu Shenghui is not over, and no one can leave without authorization.

No matter how arrogant and domineering he was, he would not dare to openly violate the rules, so as not to embarrass his eldest brother Yuan Zhen.

Soon, the third round of competition began.

Yuan Zhen announced in a loud voice with no expression on his face: "In the third round of competition, according to past practice, Yuan Chong, who ranks first, does not need to draw lots and directly advances to the next round.

The other six Martial Saints still decide their opponents by drawing lots. "

After speaking, he waved and threw the six jade slips into the air, disrupting the order.

The always taciturn Wenren Jiusheng took the initiative to stand up.

"This round of lottery, let me do it."

He waved his hand and shot three blue lights, divided the six jade slips into three parts, and grabbed them back in front of him.

Then, he read out the result with a solemn expression.

"The results of the lottery are as follows, Martial Saint Atal vs. Martial Saint Chaoying, Taihao Yunqi vs. Martial Saint Qingshan, Martial Saint Tianxing vs. Martial Saint Tianxin."

As his words fell, Atar and Zhaoying glanced at each other, and they both stepped into the light gate calmly.

Ji Tianxing looked indifferent, but Tianxin Wusheng looked at him with dark eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhuo Mingqi and Mu Changtian regained their spirits, and said to Ji Tianxing via voice transmission: "Young Master Ji, the opportunity for revenge has finally come!"

"Hahaha, that bastard Tianxin Martial Saint finally met you, this time he's unlucky!"

Even Lu Baishuang gave up his reserve, and looked at Ji Tianxing softly, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

Although, she didn't say it clearly.

But Ji Tianxing could understand what she meant by looking at her eyes.

Obviously, she wanted Ji Tianxing to help her avenge her!

As for Qingshan Martial Sage, his expression was quite gloomy, he secretly glanced at Taihao Yunqi, and couldn't help muttering: "Damn it, I actually met him, I'm afraid I won't even be able to keep the fourth place this time.

Even if he can beat the other two, he can only rank fifth at most. "

Soon, the competition between Atar and Zhaoying began.

Both of them tried their best to display all kinds of unique secret techniques, playing in the void, and the sky was full of light and shadow.

Atal is the king of the Yanling tribe, who is naturally good at controlling fire.

He only has the strength of the Martial Saint Realm, but he can control the wind and fire, and every move can cause a sea of ​​flames to fill the sky and fill the void for hundreds of miles.

His offensive is extremely fierce and domineering, and his magic power is dense and long, as if it is inexhaustible.

On the other hand, Zhao Ying, she is the orthodox descendant of a famous family, with a solid foundation in martial arts, and her mana is surging like a river.

Moreover, the swordsmanship and unique spells she uses are also authentic of the five elements, and every move and style is full of majestic aura.

It's just that she is too young after all, and her strength is slightly inferior to that of Atal.

The two sides only fought hundreds of moves, and she was defeated, obviously at a disadvantage, and she was in a very passive position.

On the white disc, many martial saints watched the two fight with serious attention.

Island Master Fuhai, Master Yunxiao, Granny Yulong and others made comments from time to time, all worried about Chaoying.

"At such a young age, Miss Chaoying has such cultivation and swordsmanship. It is truly commendable!"

"She has the demeanor of a famous family in every gesture, which is really admirable. It can be seen that the Martial Saint Tanshan has put his heart and soul into it."

"It's a pity that her level of strength is not as good as Atar's. After all, she lacks the skill of more than three hundred years of hard work."

While discussing, everyone showed regret and spoke words of comfort to Tanshan Wusheng.

Martial Saint Tanshan shook his head, and said with a smile: "You don't need to comfort me, Zhao Ying will definitely lose this battle, she cannot be Atar's opponent.

In fact, with Zhaoying's age and strength, the old man was very pleased to be able to enter this round of competition.

Of course, this is the result of the lottery decision after all, so there is naturally a bit of luck. "

Seeing that Martial Saint Tan Shan was so wise and open-minded, everyone stopped talking and started to compliment him.

A quarter of an hour later, the contest between Atar and Zhaoying ended.

There was no suspense in the result. Of course, Atar won, and Zhaoying was honored to lose.

Chao Ying admits defeat, and exits the ring with some panting.

Atar bowed to her and left.

The first game is over.

Immediately afterwards, the second match began.

Qingshan Wusheng and Taihao Yunqi appeared one after another. After standing still in the void, they bowed to each other.

"Seven Gods, I didn't expect to meet you. It's really bad luck." Qingshan Wusheng said to Taihao Yunqi with a self-deprecating wry smile.

Taihao Yunqi nodded with a smile, and said in relief: "There is no way, this result is drawn by lottery, it is not up to you and me."

Qingshan Wusheng nodded slightly, turned his head and glanced at Ji Tianxing on the white disc, and said in a deep voice: "Actually, I want to compete with that kid the most.

I hope he will lose to Tianxin Martial Saint, so that I will have a chance to compete with him for the fifth place. "

Taihao Yunqi raised his eyebrows, and said with a playful smile: "Your idea is doomed to fail, so let's get rid of it as soon as possible."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Qingshan Wusheng frowned, looking at him with displeasure.

Taihao Yunqi smiled lightly and said: "You don't need to ask too much, you will find out later."

Afterwards, both of them stopped talking nonsense, and sacrificed magic weapons one after another, and began to fight.

Both of them are outstanding young warriors, one ranked second and the other ranked fourth.

Not only are the two of them high in strength and realm, but their skills are very profound, and the secret techniques they have mastered are also strange and unpredictable.

In the process of fighting, all kinds of lost and rare unique skills emerge one after another, which is dazzling.

Undoubtedly, the competition between Taihao Yunqi and Qingshan Wusheng was the most entertaining one in this holy meeting.

The fight between the two was inseparable, and the strange move fell out, turning the five hundred miles of space into a sea of ​​seven colors, giving birth to various scenes.

Not only the martial saints on the disk were fascinated, but even the hundreds of thousands of warriors on Wangtiancheng Square were fascinated by the sight, excited and excited.

This fierce competition lasted for a full quarter of an hour before it ended.

After all, Qingshan Martial Sage was slightly inferior. He was severely injured by Taihao Yunqi, his body was covered in blood, and his hair was disheveled.

But Wusheng Qingshan had ulterior motives, he refused to admit defeat, and continued to fight.

He did this to help Yuan Chong.

He intentionally consumed Taihao Yunqi's mana, forcing Taihao Yunqi to use several trump card killing moves.

In this way, Yuan Chong watched the fighting process and knew more about Taihao Yunqi's details, so he was fully sure.

In the end, Qingshan Martial Saint's mana was almost exhausted, and his injuries were so serious that he was about to affect the foundation of martial arts, so he gave up.