As the person in charge of each arena handed over the results of the competition, everyone gradually surrounded the platform where several elders stood, waiting for the next competition.

"The enthusiasm of everyone in this round is very high, beyond our imagination. Those who fail should not be discouraged. There are many opportunities in the future. Those who advance should not be arrogant. The next time is the critical time." The second elder said.

The happy person below stopped his excited expression when he heard the words of the Second Elder and began to become serious. The Second Elder said it well, and this third game is the key to today.

In the second game, many middle-level people at lower-level levels were not much less capable, so most of their opponents would not have much difference in strength, while in the third game, everyone was the one who might be very miserable to meet the most powerful person at the rear of the crane. The game has only really begun now.

"The opponents in this game are decided by everyone to draw lots. Please take them seriously. If you don't have confidence in yourself, you can choose to abstain. Naturally, it's better to face the difficulties. Well, take a rest for a quarter of an hour, and draw lots in a quarter of an hour." The second elder stroked his long white beard and said.

After hearing this, everyone dispersed. The participating children basically started to replenish their spiritual power and recover their physical strength, waiting for the next greater test.

"Miss, Miss Ying is coming towards us." Qingyan suddenly leaned close to Murong Ningyue and said, with a little uneasy in his tone.

Murong Ningyue turned around and looked at Murong Baiying who was walking over. There was no surprise. Long before Qingyan spoke, Murong Ningyue had captured Murong Baiying's breath with her mental power.

"Murong Ningyue, you'd better pray that your opponent is not me. When I meet me, I can't guarantee that I will ruin your despicable face on a whim." As he said that, Murong Boying's hand was about to touch Murong Ningyue's face.

Murong Ningyue patted Murong Baiying's hand away, glanced at Murong Baiying lightly and said, "Let's see when the time comes, I'm too lazy to discuss unknown things."

"Hmph, I will definitely not let you go." Murong Boying shook his hand in disgust, as if he wanted to shake off some dirty things, and then left.

"Miss, are you okay?" Qingyan looked at Murong Boying and walked away and asked with some concern.

"It's okay, Qingyan, is your lady so easily defeated?" Murong Ningyue tapped Qingyan's forehead, then turned around and walked under a shaded tree, leaned against the trunk, and began to close her eyes and rest.

Qingyan followed Murong Ningyue very considerately without speaking, but just stood there to guard Murong Ningyue.

A quarter of an hour was coming, and everyone began to move closer to the center one after another, eager to try. Murong Ningyue also opened her eyes the moment before Qingyan called her.

"Miss, let's go there too, the competition is about to begin." Qingyan said, looking at the second elder standing on the stage with some excitement.

Murong Ningyue nodded, walked over with Qingyan, walked to the place where the lottery was drawn and reported his name. She casually drew a wooden lottery and handed it to the person who recorded it and left. She didn't even see who it was. She stood at the end and did not rush to go to the front.

"The first five-group competition was held, the No. 1 ring, Murong Boying vs. Murong Ningyue, the No. 2 ring, Murong Ziyu vs. Murong Lanfeng, the No. 3 ring..." The second elder thought with the battle results counted in his hand.
Chapter completed!