Chapter 597

Song Yan has observed that among the thirty-seven groups, the strongest one is the peak of the eighth level of Qi refining.

Getting first in the group isn't much of a challenge.

In the blink of an eye, the first round of the battle has already gone through nine games.

At the end of the ninth round, the referee drew Song Yan's number plate, and his opponent was Qilian Yazhong.

Among the forty-six people, there are four in the eighth level of Qi refining, and it is considered "good luck" for Song Yan to be able to draw one.

As for the brother who is at the eighth level of qi refining, he also feels very lucky. It is very easy to defeat a sixth level of qi refining.

"This junior brother, you admit defeat." That senior brother said arrogantly.

"Senior brother, admit defeat." Song Yan said with a smile.

"Hmph!" The face of the other party sank slightly: "I don't know what is good or bad, do you think you have hope of defeating me?"

"You can only know if you have fought." Song Yan responded solemnly.

"Okay, since you still have unrealistic fantasies, then I'll wake you up!" As soon as the voice fell, the other party stepped up and slapped Song Yan with a wave of his palm.

Three-star martial arts overwhelming palm!

boom! boom!

The air exploded, just like the waves of the sea, one weight higher than the other, sweeping toward Song Yan.

Nine styles of mysterious fire! !

Song Yan yelled softly, his body moved forward instead of retreating, his fists slammed out, and the fiery red fists gushed out like two roaring fire dragons.

The two fire dragons were unstoppable, in an instant, they tore apart each other's palm strength, and then rushed towards each other's chest.

Seeing that his attack was so easily broken, the senior brother couldn't help showing surprise, but when he saw the two fire dragons rushing towards him, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly backed away...

Because, he felt that there were two huge explosive energies contained in the two fire dragons.

When retreating, he repeatedly hit the air splitting force with both palms, hoping to knock the two fire dragons apart.

It's a pity that the two fire dragons were formed by extremely solid punches, and he couldn't break them apart with more than ten air-splitting punches.

Moreover, he has already retreated to the edge of the ring, and if he retreats further, he will exit the ring.

For a moment, he regretted underestimating his opponent.

Chimo!

The long sword behind him was suddenly unsheathed, and amidst the icy light, a wall of ice appeared in front of him.

"Boom! Boom!"

The two fire dragons collided with the ice wall, and there were two loud noises, and then the ice wall shattered, turning into countless ice blocks and blasting in all directions.

And that senior brother also moved out horizontally by relying on the barrier of the ice wall, and got rid of the pursuit of the fire dragon.

"Oh my god, who is that junior brother? How did you beat senior brother Chenfeng to such an embarrassment?"

Seeing this scene, the inner disciples in the audience couldn't help showing surprise and surprise.

Another disciple from the outer sect laughed along the lines: "Hey, I happen to know the origin of that junior brother, his name is Huang Liang, he won the first place in the outer sect competition, and he broke through to the sixth level of Qi refining after taking the rewarded broken rank pill Entered the inner door. Unexpectedly, his strength is so powerful, he can already fight at the eighth level of Qi refining, what a surprise!"

At this moment, another change occurred on the stage.

It was Chen Feng who suffered a secret loss, and wanted to save face, so he quickly attacked Song Yan with a sword.

The swordsmanship he practiced was the three-star top-grade swordsmanship "Frost Sword Qi". With this display of power, an ice prison was cast around Song Yan in an instant.

"On! On! On! On!"

But at this moment, bursts of dragon chant resounded, and Song Yan, who was placed in the icy cage, swung his fists in all directions, and a long fire dragon kept gushing out from his fists.

Ka Ka Ka! ! !

A series of shattering sounds sounded, and several fire dragons broke the ice cage in an instant, and went straight to Chenfeng with undiminished power.

There was a flash of panic in Chen Feng's eyes, he swung his sword to block, but only cut off four fire dragons, and then was hit in the chest by the fifth fire dragon, and flew out of the ring directly.

Barely trying to stabilize his figure, Chen Feng had a look of grief and indignation. Unexpectedly, he was defeated by a Qi-refining sixth-layer, which was really embarrassing.

He took a deep look at Song Yan on the ring, with some hatred, then shook his sleeves and left.

When Song Yan stepped down from the ring, many inner disciples surrounded him and took the initiative to make friends with him.

Song Yan also never refused to come, and soon got acquainted with a group of inner disciples.

The next game lasted for an hour and a half.

Because the number of people in the thirty-seventh group is the smallest, the competition is completed first.

A total of twenty-three people were eliminated in this round, and the remaining number is also twenty-three.

The referee glanced at the twenty-three winners, and said loudly: "The rules of the second round are challenge competitions. As long as you win two people, you can advance. The order of the challenges follows the order of the previous round!"

Therefore, the first person to jump into the ring to accept the challenge was Ming Qi Yae.

"Who is willing to come up and give advice?"

The man shouted domineeringly.

For a long while, no one moved.

"If no one comes up to challenge more than ten breaths, he will advance automatically!" The referee said solemnly.

Song Yan just wanted to go up, but the other Qilian Bazhong flew into the ring one step ahead of him.

Both are at the eighth level of Qi refining, and the strength is not much different, so they can only compete in martial arts.

This challenge lasted for a quarter of an hour. In the end, the one who was guarding the ring managed to beat one move and won, but his true energy was consumed by more than 70% to 80%.

"Who else is willing to come up and give pointers?" He shouted again.

"I'm willing to come to receive the high photo of the senior brother!" A Qi Refining Qi Chong flew up to the ring, obviously looking at the other party's excessive consumption, and wanted to take advantage of it.

A few minutes later, the Qilian Qilian was kicked off the ring, while the Qilian Qilian sat cross-legged on the spot and began to adjust his breath because of excessive consumption and sweat.

second round.

Game three.

Fourth game.

...

In the tenth round, it was finally Song Yan's turn to defend the competition.

"Junior Brother Huang, I'll pay you for your mistake!"

An inner sect disciple at the seventh level of Qi refining flew onto the ring, this person was one of the inner sect disciples who took the initiative to befriend Song Yanzhong.

The two fought ten strokes, and the Qi-refining seventh-level voluntarily surrendered.

Afterwards, another person jumped onto the ring, and he was still the one who took the initiative to make friends with him.

His cultivation base is even lower, only at the peak of the sixth level of Qi refining.

The opponent also surrendered after ten strokes with Song Yan, obviously trying to sell Song Yan's face.

In a blink of an eye, the second round of the challenge was over, and only fourteen of the twenty-three advanced.

The referee continued to announce: "The third round is also a challenge match. Every time you defeat an opponent, you can get a point, and the person with the most points will advance!"

Two hours later, Song Yan successfully defeated thirteen opponents and successfully advanced.

At the same time, today's competition is over. As for the other thirty-six groups, they have only reached the second round. It may take two or three hours before the competition ends.

Suddenly, a competition in a ring attracted Song Yan's attention.

He walked slowly, and his eyes fell on a young man holding a black long knife, pressing down on his opponent and beating him.

Yes, this boy is Ning Mo.

He had only joined Qingwei Sect for more than a month. Unexpectedly, his cultivation had already reached the peak of the seventh level of Qi refining. However, Song Yan found that Ning Mo's temperament was a little more sinister.