First Summoner

This blow made Ao Zhanpeng unable to get up, and his face was distorted with pain.

Upon seeing this, the referee announced: "Qian Kun Sect wins, and gets ten points."

Only after Shen Yan walked off the stage with an indifferent expression did everyone react.

"She actually won?!"

"Is this strange? After all, she is also a disciple of Qiankun Sect. How could she be weaker than the disciples of Biyu Sect?"

"That makes some sense. But she won so easily... She didn't even draw her sword..."

After hearing this, many people fell silent.

Is Shen Yan also very strong?

Someone asked, "Can you tell what her cultivation level is?"

"I guess her cultivation should be at the first level of the Emperor Spirit Realm."

"The first level of the Emperor Spirit Realm? That's too high, right?"

Everyone was talking about it.

But soon, their attention was drawn to the next game.

Shen Yan returned to the waiting area, while the eliminated players could only return to the audience area.

Zhuge Youlin chuckled: "Yan Yan, you let me go."

Shen Yan said: "Yeah."

Yu Changying curled his lips and smiled: "Next, you will see how we perform."

Shen Yan's brows relaxed, and she nodded and smiled.

The progress of the elimination match in the ring is not fast, but it allows everyone to see the gap between the various forces more clearly.

It was not until the early morning of two days later that the first elimination match ended, with a total of 1,150 young disciples eliminated.

The rankings have changed again.

Jidao Sect jumped to first place with 1482 points and 56 people advancing.

Tianzhou's power rose to second place, with 1400 points and 53 people advancing.

The Hengzhou Lu family rose to third place with 1318 points and 45 people advancing.

Qiankun Sect dropped to fourth place with 1269 points and 27 people advancing.

Chengyun Hall tied for fifth place with 1189 points and 43 players advancing.

……

After seeing the ranking, someone sighed: "Sure enough, it has to be the Jidao Sect!"

"The Qiankun Sect has so few members who advance to the next round. They will definitely not be able to compete with the Jidao Sect in this round of the knockout competition. A big sect is still a big sect, it has a solid foundation!"

"In the last Changming Festival, Chengyun Hall ranked second. How come it has dropped to fifth place now?"

"Chengyun Hall definitely cannot have only this much strength. Don't forget that the young group has not yet decided on the final ranking, and there is also the elder group."

"I can see that the Tianzhou forces are coming with great force."

Although the Palace Master of Chengyun Palace maintained a smile at this moment, he was extremely dissatisfied and anxious in his heart. If Chengyun Palace could not enter the top three in the young group, then even if Chengyun Palace could get the first place in the elder group, it might not be able to rank second in the Changming Realm power rankings.

The disciples of Chengyun Hall also lost their smiles.

Soon, the second elimination match began.

The remaining 1,150 young disciples drew lots again.

Shen Yan and his friends also got new numbers.

Fortunately, their numbers were not the same as those of the other disciples in the same sect, and the opponents they met were not too strong.

This time, they successfully advanced again.

Only 575 people were left to advance.

And the rankings changed again.

But the Jidao Sect still ranks first, followed by: Tianzhou forces, Hengzhou Lu family, Chengyun Palace, Qiankun Sect, Fanhai Island, Baifeng City Hu family, Shifang Sect, Helian family, Taichu Mountain, Dongfang family...

The leader of Jidao Sect picked up the teacup, took a sip, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Their Jidao Sect is the strongest force in the Changming Realm.

The third elimination match begins again.

The remaining 575 people drew lots again, and this time one person was directly given a bye, and that person happened to be Nan Rong Jingyun, the daughter of the Jidao Sect’s leader.

This is not a good thing for the Jidao Sect.

Because of the bye, the points will not be increased or decreased, but if Nan Rong Jingyun is able to participate in the competition, she will definitely get ten points.

This is equivalent to Jidao Sect losing ten points.

Many people sighed and lamented for the Jidao Sect.

The referee announced: "Now, the third elimination match begins. Please invite the No. 1 drawee to the ring."

When the two young disciples came onto the stage at the same time, everyone looked shocked.

"It turns out to be Nie Xun, the direct disciple of the leader of the Jidao Sect, and Yu Buzi, one of the six successors of the Chengyun Hall!" someone exclaimed in amazement.

"Oh my god, this is going to be a good show!" another person said excitedly.

"Yu Bu Zi of Chengyun Palace has already reached the sixth level of the Emperor Spirit Realm. Looking at Nie Xun of Jidao Sect, the situation doesn't seem good..."

"What do you mean?" the person next to him asked curiously.

"Nie Xun looks so weak..."

"I don't think so. His strength should not be underestimated. Just wait and see!"

"Senior Brother Nie! Come on!" The disciples of Jidao Sect cheered for Nie Xun one after another, and the sound was deafening.

At the same time, the disciples of Chengyun Hall were not to be outdone and also shouted loudly: "Senior Sister Yu, come on!"

As the two top forces, Jidao Sect and Chengyun Hall often have various frictions in order to compete for the first place. Now, the duel between Nie Xun and Yu Buzi has undoubtedly made the disciples of both sides feel unprecedented pressure and tension.

In the waiting area, Nan Rong Jingyun stared at Nie Xun on the ring.

Nie Xun was not holding an oil-paper umbrella at this time. He just stood quietly in the sun, as if he had merged into the world around him.

The sunlight shone through the clouds, illuminating his figure and making his skin look even whiter. He was dressed in a white robe, and his sleeves fluttered gently in the wind, like a blooming orchid, emitting a faint fragrance.

His figure was tall and straight, like a pine tree, tough and elegant. His face was as handsome as a painting, and his brows revealed a kind of tranquility and indifference that made people fall in love with him.

Many female disciples were attracted by his temperament.

Yu Bu Zi, who was sitting opposite him, was wearing a navy blue dress. She had a petite figure and her long, shiny black hair was tied up in a high ponytail. Her hair danced in the air as she moved, full of youthful energy and vigor.

She has a pretty face, her eyes reveal confidence and assertiveness, and she holds an ancient heavy sword in her hand.

"Chengyun Palace, the fish is not purple!"

"Jidao Sect, Nie Xun."

After the two of them announced their names to each other, Yu Bu Zi swung his sword towards Nie Xun. A terrifying sword energy swept up from the sword, and just as it was about to reach Nie Xun—

A light blue oil-paper umbrella suddenly opened, blocking the sword energy.

boom!

After a loud bang, Nie Xun was knocked back two steps.

But the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was not damaged at all.

perfect.

Seeing this, Yu Bu Zi laughed, "Paper umbrella? Interesting, I wonder if you can withstand my next attack?"

Nie Xun responded calmly: "Okay."

At this moment, on the Tianzhou side, the old ministers stared at Nie Xun, and then looked at each other, all with the same doubts in their hearts.

One of the old ministers even sent a message to the other old ministers, saying, "The more I look at him, the more I feel that Nie Xun looks a bit like the one from the Nie family..."