The fight continues.

Not surprisingly, the high-level sects, especially the four first-class sects, easily defeated their opponents and advanced to the second round.

certainly.

Among them, there are also low-level counterattacks against high-level sects.

For example, Iron Fist Gate.

This third-rate sect defeated the third-rate sect in Zhongzunzhou and successfully advanced.

Although Zhao Dazhuang only fought once, his overwhelming cultivation made the audience believe that this boy was absolutely extraordinary!

"There are indeed many good talents in this Dragon-Tiger Championship."

Many strong people commented and commented.

However, when they accidentally looked at the disciples of the Eternal Sect and thought of the scene of violently torturing the first-class sect disciples just now, they secretly said: "The disciples sent by the Eternal Sect are all monsters!"

"Are you Xiao Sinji?"

Zhao Dazhuang, who had just come off, stopped outside the Wangu Sect waiting area.

"Not bad." Xiao Sinji said.

Zhao Dazhuang grinned and said: "I hope we can meet in the subsequent games."

Just now, he was very excited to knock down Ling Huan Zun with overwhelming force, and he also realized that the opponent was definitely very strong physically!

What Master said is indeed correct.

This Eternal Sect disciple is a very good opponent. If we can have a fight, it will be a worthwhile trip!

"I think so too," Xiao Sinji said.

Meeting in the wild and striding with the spirit beast on his back gave him the urge to spar.

"boom!"

After the last two sects appeared were victorious, the first round of competition between Dragon and Tiger came to an end.

Two hundred sects competed in a hundred battles, so it was already dark after all the battles were over.

"Everyone."

City Lord Han said loudly: "The first round of the Dragon-Tiger Battle is over. Please stay tuned for the second round tomorrow!"

“It’s so fun to watch!”

"Especially the Eternal Sect. Unexpectedly, being the first to fight, they achieved the biggest upset and defeated the first-class Dayan Saint Sect!"

The audience present left the venue one after another, but the previous showdown between the sects was still hotly discussed on the road.

Jun Changxiao also stood up.

But as soon as he took two steps, the two Martial Emperors followed him.

This was because he was afraid that he would fly up inadvertently and shamelessly advertise the sect, so he had to stay close to him.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the image array turned gray.

After confirming that the formation was closed, the two Martial Emperors left with confidence.

The two brothers were very tired after staring at Sect Master Jun for a long time, so they found a restaurant to sit down and ordered some dishes and two bottles of wine to relax.

…

"Gone, gone."

After seeing the formation light dimming, the city warriors from various states got up and left one after another, and secretly decided to come early tomorrow to occupy a more conducive position to watch the battle.

"Buzz!"

However, before anyone could evacuate, the dim light curtain of the formation lit up again.

Jun Changxiao's handsome face appeared again, then he smoothed his hair and said with a smile: "Everyone, I, Hu Hansan, am back!"

"..."

All the warriors on the continent were turned to stone.

"puff!"

The organizer's two martial emperors saw the image formation suddenly open, and the shameless man appeared in the camera again, spitting out wine on the spot, and dropped the chopsticks in his hands.

Isn’t the formation closed?

Why is it turned on again!

Without thinking, the two hurriedly flew out of the window, and then approached Jun Changxiao, who was passionately promoting the sect. One of them grabbed an arm and pulled him back, and shouted: "Close the formation quickly!"

Several formation masters below were sweating profusely while communicating about the image formation, and it took them a long time to close it again.

Anyone who advertises dares to hijack the formation.

Lord Jun.

You are so heartbroken!

but.

It also sounded a wake-up call to the organizers.

They hurriedly dispatched dozens of formation masters overnight to perform multiple reinforcements on the image formation and set up a firewall to prevent it from being hacked by others again.

Not just that.

In order to prevent that shameless guy from interfering with the game and forcing advertisements, City Lord Han sent several more Martial Emperors.

The next day.

Jun Changxiao had just sat in the spectator seat.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

Ten burly brothers quickly surrounded him.

"..."

Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched and said, "Just give me a break, I want to go to the toilet."

"I'll go with you!" the ten Martial Emperors shouted in unison.

The mission given by City Lord Han is very simple. You must keep an eye on this guy and never let him take advantage of the opportunity to fly into the image formation.

"All right."

Jun Changxiao leaned on the chair and said, "I can hold it in for a while longer."

…

Buzz!

The imaging formation begins again.

On the light screen, one hundred sects that advanced to the second round entered the venue one after another, triggering strong shouts.

When the disciples of the Wangu Sect appeared on the stage, many spectators started shouting.

Yesterday's upset victory over the first-rate sect made them identify with this fifth-rate sect, and they were willing to become fans and cheer for it!

Each sect is in place.

City Master Han didn’t waste any time and went straight to the point, asking the disciple representatives to draw lots to choose their opponents for the second round.

"Don't draw the Eternal Sect! Don't draw the Eternal Sect!"

A sect disciple representative walked up to the front desk and stood in front of the extraction box and muttered silently.

Yesterday, he was still thinking about getting it, but today he doesn't want to get it. This kind of psychological change is quite big!

"brush!"

Reach in and take out.

The sect shown on the sign was not the Eternal Sect, and this disciple immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior sister..."

"you go."

"All right."

Li Qingyang walked over again.

After a draw, he was able to face it calmly.

But the other sect disciples became nervous and worried, and silently said in their hearts, don’t draw away your own sect!

"brush!"

Li Qingyang raised his hand and then stopped it.
To be continued...