"you,"

Li Ze raised his eyebrows, his complexion suddenly changed, he never thought that Zou Kuo would easily take over his kick with all his strength.

bang~~

Zou Kuo punched out suddenly, his domineering fist landed on Li Ze's chest, and he let out a muffled groan.

Li Ze's body was struck by lightning, and the huge force brought him backwards, and finally hit the formation barrier thousands of meters away.

puff--

Li Ze spat out a big mouthful of blood, his chest collapsed, his sternum was broken, and when he landed, he was still powerless to fight.

"hiss--"

"Second Kill, Brother Li Ze was killed by a Second Kill, how could this be possible, he is a genius at the level of an immortal!"

"Strong, too strong, is this the strength of the top 100 disciples?"

"My God! Senior Brother Zou is a person who was squeezed out of the top 100, and his strength is still so terrifying. How scary will those top 100 people be? How scary will the true disciples be?"

All the new disciples present gasped, only this time they deeply understood the difference between them and those old disciples.

"I lost~~~"

Li Ze's complexion was gloomy, and he was extremely decadent. He never expected that he would be defeated so badly that he couldn't even catch Zou Kuo's move.

You know, in his heart, he has always aimed to enter the top 100.

Now that I think about it, I realize how ridiculous my original thoughts were. Top 100, that is an insurmountable gap.

Of course, it's not that Li Ze's talent is bad. After all, his foundation is too shallow, and he doesn't have enough time to practice.

"Hahaha~~My God, is this the strongest new disciple? It's too useless."

"This is a competition between the old disciples. Let them participate just to make up the number of people. You really think that the new disciples can enter the top 100. It's a joke."

"Hehe! The new disciple is too tender after all~~~"

Fierce battles unfolded, some advanced and some were eliminated, and the competition was coming to an end.

After Li Ze, another Earth Immortal-level genius was eliminated. It was Jin Meier. She met a stronger old disciple, supported more than a hundred moves, and finally lost.

Among the remaining people, Gu Tianlun, Miao Fengxian, Xiang Feiyan, Chu Xiaoxiang and others did not encounter too strong opponents, they all won and advanced to the fourth round of the competition.

This is enough to show their strength. After the third round, there are only a thousand people left. Those who win are the stronger old disciples.

This kind of competition also has loopholes, some strong people will be eliminated first, and some very weak people will be lucky enough to stay.

But there is no way, the previous competition is not important, the purpose is to select the top ten, and at the same time, through a big competition, let everyone have a general understanding of their own strength, not to rank each warrior, in that case It's just too much trouble.

After the third round, there were basically no low-level Nirvana fighters, but there was one exception, that is a person named Su Xiaoyi, who was the only Nirvana second-level fighter so far.

The reason why he was able to advance to the fourth round was not because of how strong he was, but because he was lucky enough. Every time he met an opponent, his strength was terrible.

With the passage of time, the third round of the big competition finally came to an end. The opponent Lin Yi encountered this time was not strong. He was an old disciple of the fifth level of Nirvana, and he easily dealt with it.

Due to fewer people and more time, the third round only took one morning, and the fourth round continued in the afternoon.

The fourth round of competition begins.

At this time, there are still more than a thousand people who have advanced. To be precise, the remaining people are one thousand and twenty-five.

Elder Chen fell from the sky, stood on one of the rings, took out the black Qiankun bag again, and said with a smile: "Next, we will draw the number plates for the fourth round. Let me explain in advance that the numbers this time are five in total. One hundred and thirteen. Numbers from 1 to 512 are even numbers, each number plate has two people. There is only one number 513, and the disciple who draws the number 513, may Advance directly to the fifth round."

"Ah! Number five hundred and thirteen, this is a lucky number card. If only I could draw it, it would be great. I don't need to fight, and I can directly advance to the next round."

"Go ahead and dream, there are more than 500 number plates, how can it be so easy to draw."

"Yeah, I don't know which lucky person will get this number plate?"

Regarding this topic, everyone is also talking about it, because the people in the previous rounds are even numbers, and there has been no lucky number plate, but this time it is different.

In this way, there will be a lucky number card for each competition in the future, and those who get it can directly advance.

In the world of warriors, people value luck very much. Some people have mediocre talents, but because of a chance, they change their lives from then on, and many of them soar into the sky.

There are also some people who are born with aptitude against the sky, but die in the middle of it. Such examples are too numerous to enumerate in Dongsheng Continent.

Therefore, many people believe in luck, luck is luck, good fortune. Every martial artist who has made great achievements in the end cannot lack luck.

"Let's start drawing the number plates!" After Elder Chen finished speaking, the thousand disciples came to the stage one after another to draw their own number plates.

Among the crowd, a slender warrior stood out, and that was Su Xiaoyi. Among more than a thousand warriors, his cultivation was the lowest, Nirvana 2nd floor.

With his cultivation and combat power, it is a miracle to be able to enter the top 1000. Standing with so many powerful senior brothers, Su Xiaoyi is very nervous and walks carefully.

The number plate was drawn very quickly, and soon it was Su Xiaoyi's turn.

"It's you, lucky Su Xiaoyi!" Glancing at Su Xiaoyi, Elder Chen couldn't help showing a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes...it's my disciple." Su Xiaoyi was very nervous, and her words were a little awkward.

"Yes." Elder Chen nodded, "Let's draw your number plate!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Su Xiaoyi reached into the black Qiankun bag, grabbed a number plate without looking at it, and trotted directly to the bottom of the ring, but everyone noticed that the number plate in his hand was a wooden plate, which was different from everyone else's.

"Wait!"

Of course Elder Chen also saw it, and stopped Su Xiaoyi again.

"Su Xiaoyi, your number plate is five hundred and thirteen, you have a bye in this round, and you will advance directly to the next round."

"What?"

Taking a look at the distinctive wooden sign in her hand, Su Xiaoyi was stunned. Nima, this is too lucky.

"Damn, look! Su Xiaoyi got the number five hundred and thirteenth."

"Really, look, his number plate is different from other people's!"

"Yeah, this guy is really lucky. There is a 1 in 500 chance that it will be his turn."

"Lucky, this is a lucky guy, this person must have great luck."

"You may not know, this guy has always been a lucky guy. He is an old disciple from the previous class with mediocre aptitude. It's not why, just the night before the sect dismissed the old disciples, he somehow advanced to the Nirvana realm. , or he would have been dismissed long ago.”

"Such good luck, amazing..."

People were talking about it, and Su Xiaoyi was lucky enough to be noticed by everyone.

Those who drew the number plates were all very envious.

...

"Number one."

After getting his number plate, Lin Yi looked a little surprised. He didn't expect that he would be the first to play along the way.

The fourth round of competition has begun.

Boom~~~

Lin Yi punched out and defeated his opponent. This time, his opponent was an old disciple of the sixth floor of Nirvana. He was not very strong, so he killed him instantly.

"Lin Yi won, please enter the ring on the 11th."

"Gu Tianlun won, please enter No. 8 ring with No. 310."

"Chu Xiaoxiang wins, please enter No. 7 ring from No. 500."

"Ping Yizhou wins, please enter the next round on the 512th."

The fourth round of competition lasted for nearly two hours before it ended, and the fifth round of competition was scheduled for tomorrow.

After the end of this round, more than 500 people who have been promoted are all strong, most of them are high-level Nirvana warriors, and there are not many people who are even intermediate Nirvana.

Miao Fengxian and Xiang Feiyan were also eliminated in this round. The remaining people are getting stronger and stronger. It has to be said that the lucky Su Xiaoyi entered the fifth round.

"Tomorrow is the fifth round. Lin Yi and the others should be eliminated. With their strength, it is estimated that they will not be able to enter the sixth round."

"Yes, it's already pretty good to be here. If you're lucky, you might really be able to advance."

"After the fifth round, there are only more than 200 people left. How can they be so lucky? You think everyone is Su Xiaoyi!"

"That's true..."

All over Qiongshan, everyone was discussing tomorrow's competition. Some people predicted that all new disciples would be eliminated in this round.

early morning.

The fifth round of competition has begun, with 513 people participating in the competition. In the case of a two-two duel, there will be 256 number plates, and the number 257 will be the bye number plate.

"I don't know who will be the lucky one today?"

Elder Chen stood on the ring, holding a black Qiankun bag in his hand, and made a joke like this.

"Su Xiaoyi..."

Subconsciously, everyone's eyes were focused on that slender figure, which made Su Xiaoyi blush.

It is true that for Su Xiaoyi himself, it is a good thing to be able to enter the fifth round, but he does not think so, because he does not have such strength, he should have been eliminated long ago, because of luck, he has made it all the way to the fifth round wheel.

However, he was also mentally prepared. It didn't matter if he could get a bye number. If he got a bye number, he would enter the sixth round.

"Hehe~~"

Elder Chen smiled, withdrew his eyes from Su Xiaoyi, glanced at everyone, and said, "I'm not joking, come up and get the number plate!"

A group of promoted disciples stepped onto the ring one after another and began to draw their number plates.