Chapter 465 Knockout 1

The competition between the two had just begun, when the thin man wielded his magic sword and cut off the round shield magic weapon thrown by the burly man with one strike.

Before the burly man could react, the man struck out with another sword and easily pierced the burly man's chest.

"you......"

The burly man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Unfortunately, he has lost all opportunities.

The thin man hooked his fingers, and the magic sword was pulled out from the strong man's throat, bringing up a splash of blood.

After easily finishing off his opponent, the thin man casually stepped back, glanced at the still warm body on the ground, and returned to the team without looking back.

Seeing this, everyone, including the hundreds of disciples who had entered the second round, secretly took a breath.

With just two moves, a monk with similar strength to himself died unexpectedly. The strength of that thin man was simply terrifying!

Many disciples in the audience were secretly glad that they had restrained themselves and did not rush onto the stage. Otherwise, the fate of the cold corpse on the stage would most likely be their own fate.

"Are there any other disciples who want to come on stage to discuss matters?"

Tuoba Qingshan on the high platform looked around and asked.

However, everyone in the audience remained silent.

This thin man, who seemed to be the weakest, could easily defeat the burly man with considerable strength. No matter how stupid the others were, they would not come to the stage to ask for trouble.

"Since there is no one who wants to challenge next, I will make an announcement."

"The winner of the first round of competition will enter the second round with these one hundred disciples for the next knockout round."

Tuoba Qingshan paused briefly and continued.

"Of course, if any of you feel unwilling to do so, you can now put forward your opinions."

"I can't wait!"

Everyone under the high platform shook their heads and lowered their heads, expressing that they did not dare to question.

Seeing this, Tuoba Qingshan nodded with satisfaction, then turned to look at the other side of the high platform.

"The elimination rounds begin now."

Following Tuoba Qingshan's voice, the guard commander next to the high platform waved his hand, and two hundred guards walked to all the participating disciples carrying trays.

On each tray, there is a token symbolizing identity, and a number is engraved on each token.

Zhou Yiqiao took his token and saw the number 108 engraved on it, then looked at Shen Kuo aside.

After seeing that the other party got the number 109, he looked back.

"In the following competition, the number on this token will be your identity."

"One to one hundred are the identity numbers of Yuanying Stage disciples, and one hundred and one to two hundred are the identity numbers of Golden Elixir disciples."

"Next, I will work with the First Elder and the Third Elder to randomly divide these arrays into one hundred groups."

After Tuoba Qingshan finished speaking, Wu Nanfeng, the head of the Wu family whom Zhou Yiqiao met, and an old man with white beard and hair walked up to the stage and stood together with Tuoba Qingshan.

At this moment, Zhou Yiqiao realized that perhaps the one hundred disciples who suddenly joined were the result of compromises between the three forces.

While Zhou Yiqiao was still guessing in his mind, the three powerful men on the stage looked at each other, and then suddenly waved to everyone as they were caught off guard.

The next moment, two hundred tokens fell out of the hands of Zhou Yiqiao and others, flying into the sky and floating.

Immediately afterwards, the two hundred tokens were divided into two parts according to their cultivation level, and then arranged into two regular circles in mid-air.

After doing all this, the two elders used their seals to create a Dharma light that merged into the two circles.

As the Dharma light merged into the circle, one token after another fell into the hands of the two elders, and the news about the battle between the disciples finally came to an end.

"Now I will announce the order of the first round of the knockout rounds."

"The arenas have been sorted. After I report the order, you can go to the corresponding arena and make preparations."

Third Elder Wu Nanfeng took a step forward, glanced at the many disciples under the high platform, and said loudly.

"The first match of the first round, No. 13 vs. No. 61..."

Wu Nanfeng announced the results of the lottery unhurriedly, and soon the number 108, symbolizing Zhou Yiqiao, appeared.

"The sixty-sixth match of the first round, No. 108 vs. No. 199!"

After hearing his serial number, Zhou Yiqiao nodded to Shen Kuo and walked towards the No. 66 arena.

On the stage, the monk representing No. 199 is a gloomy man with perfect golden elixir.

This man's face was pale, with a hint of gloom between his brows, and his whole body was extremely gloomy, like a poisonous snake dormant in the dark night.

As soon as Zhou Yiqiao took the stage, he stared at Zhou Yiqiao with his cold eyes, as if he would explode at any time and devour him.

"Senior brother, if you have no objections, then let's get started!"

Zhou Yiqiao looked at the other party calmly, without causing any disturbance at all because of the other party's gloomy appearance.

The gloomy man was not polite. Hearing this, he showed his white teeth, grinned at Zhou Yiqiao, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Junior brother, wait a moment."

After saying that, he patted his waist and took out a long black knife from his storage bag.

The long knife was about seven feet long. It was black and shiny, with a faint cold light. It was obviously not a mortal thing.

Zhou Yiqiao's expression did not change, and he quietly watched the other party wielding the long sword without saying anything to urge him.

"Junior brother, I'm offended."

The gloomy man smiled sinisterly, stamped his feet on the ground, and his whole body, together with the long knife in the air, turned into an afterimage and disappeared in front of Zhou Yiqiao.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yiqiao frowned slightly, and then he stretched out one hand and grabbed the void suddenly!

"Boom!"

In an instant, a violent spiritual pressure surged in from all directions, forming a spiritual barrier visible to the naked eye in an instant, protecting all directions around the body.

The spiritual power barrier had just taken shape when a crashing sound of gold and iron suddenly sounded. The sword slashed by the long sword was actually blocked from the barrier!

Seeing this, the gloomy man's expression suddenly condensed. He never expected that Zhou Yiqiao could easily block his full attack with just the spiritual shield he gathered at hand!

But as the gloomy man entered the second round, it was naturally impossible for him to give up.

When the attack failed, the man immediately condensed a ball of true energy as dark as ink in his hand, and then threw it towards Zhou Yiqiao without hesitation.

As soon as the true essence left his hand, it rose up in the storm and turned into a ferocious monster, roaring and charging towards Zhou Yiqiao.