Chapter 903

One hundred to fifty competitions are basically one venue, and the high platform in the center of the square has become one. Every time there are monks fighting on it, everyone will pay attention to it.

After Jiang Chan, the day ended with six more matches. Fortunately, the disciples of the sword sect who came on the stage today basically won. After all, the saying that the sword sect is the strongest among friars of the same level is not blown out, but actually compared.

The sword sect has fifty or sixty disciples this time, and more than one-third of them broke into the top 100. According to this figure, other sects are laughing bitterly.

No way, the strength is not as good as people, just want to say something is untenable. Do you want to say that the disciples of your sword sect take it away and don't kill bang as soon as they come up?

I don't have such a big face to say that.

The competition between 100 and 50 lasted five days. Twenty disciples of Jianzong broke into the top 50. Seeing this result, Mingyu touched her chin: "the result is OK. Here is the play."

The following is fifty into twenty-five. When twenty-five into thirteen, there will be one empty person, and the empty person will be promoted smoothly.

It was a coincidence that Jiang Chan was empty when he entered 13 at 25. Seeing this result, Jiang Chan took a smoke from the corner of her mouth. Is it difficult that Du Xinyi is God's own daughter?

Ah, good luck! He was born with a sword bone. He was also a single golden soul root with full value. He even failed to participate in the draw of a sect competition. It's no luck.

It can be said that the first 13 people killed this time are all the favored children of heaven, but Jiang Chan looks particularly conspicuous here. Nothing else, but she looks like she's rowing into the first thirteen.

In the first round of the scuffle, she partnered with Xiang Yuanzhe. Everyone inevitably thought that Xiang Yuanzhe was protecting her. In the second round, she fought with one of the array practitioners of the San Xiu alliance. She didn't even show her sword. Naturally, everyone couldn't see her strength.

In the third round, the opponent's vegetable field was very, and in the fourth round, it was simply empty. Everyone thinks that Jiang Chan came to this step only after her dog's luck. Especially since she is still in the middle stage of foundation construction, everyone is even more disappointed.

Although it is the top ten to enter the trial tower, the ranking still needs to be arranged. This ranking is to be announced to the immortal world, and let everyone know the proud children of the younger generation in the immortal world.

Since it was a qualifying match, of course it was a right match. Coincidentally, in the draw of 13 into 7, Jiang Chan once again took the turn and directly occupied a place in the top 10.

As soon as the lottery result came out, a disciple of the sword sect who was eliminated smiled and said, "younger martial sister Xinyi is still lucky. These two rounds are empty. There is no luck. Where is our luck like us?"

Mingzhi also smiled: "luck is also a kind of strength. Sometimes, you have everything, but you may almost fail to do anything with luck."

Feeling the burning eyes of the disciples below, Jiang Chan smiled bitterly. She didn't draw the lottery. She took the turn twice in a row. If it hadn't been for the lottery drawn by the elders of several major sects, it's estimated that everyone would doubt whether there was a black curtain in it.

An old ancestor of Bishui palace smiled and said, "it seems that the martial nephew of Jianzong is lucky. Go and have a rest first. There will be a ten five competition later."

Now the remaining 13 people on the field, except Jiang Chan, the remaining 12 are all in the late stage of foundation construction, except for Jiang Chan, who is in the middle stage of foundation construction.

Just looking at her accomplishments, everyone thinks she rowed in. To be honest, she has strength, too, okay?

Among the twelve people, including Jiang Chan, there are three disciples of Jianzong. Fortunately, the same disciples did not compete with each other in this lottery, otherwise everyone will die of depression.

So there was a scene on the high platform. Other monks were fighting, but Jiang Chan sat cross legged under the high platform and stared at everyone fighting. It was comfortable and comfortable, and other disciples were jealous.

The top ten was soon decided. As one of the players in the draw, Jiang chanli should be ranked tenth. There are three disciples of the sword sect in the top ten middle schools. The rest are Lingyue, the eldest disciple of the cloud sect, the eldest martial sister of the Bishui palace, and the foundation building disciples of the ghost King sect and the Royal beast sect.

When drawing lots again on decimal five, Jiang Chan won the eldest martial sister of Bishui palace. This time, Jiang Chan didn't have the wheel space. We are still a little disappointed. Why don't we continue the wheel space?

At the same time, everyone has a kind of expectation. Is this junior sister Du Xinyi strong or just relying on luck?

Jiang Chan blinked when she got the eldest martial sister of Bishui palace. Well, Bishui palace is a sect full of female practitioners. The monks of the sect are mainly ice or water system. They play this operation very smoothly.

In particular, the opponent is the eldest martial sister of zongmen. Jiang Chan twisted her neck. She knows that she can't be good later. There will be a fierce battle.

In fact, now everyone pays great attention to the battle between Jiang Chan and Ling Yanran of Bishui palace. Among them, only Jiang Chan's strength is the most unclear. They also want to see what level the little martial sister of Jianzong is.

As the first pair of opponents drawn out, Jiang Chan and Ling Yanran fell on the high platform, facing each other at both ends of the high platform.

The disciples of Xiajian sect all stared wide. They can't let them be abused by younger martial sister. Let's see how others are abused!

Ling Yanran arched her hand at Jiang Chan: "sister Du, I've offended."

Before the voice fell, a frost and cold air came to Jiang Chan. Jiang Chan blinked. The eldest martial sister of Bishui palace really has a hand. The casting speed is too fast. If she is contaminated by the frost, her speed will be a little slower.

The other party came quickly, and Jiang Chan's reaction speed was not slow. When the frost was about to come in front of her, Jiang Chan suddenly lost her figure in situ, and she still stood in another place on the high platform.

"What a fast speed!"

The disciples at the bottom blinked together. It seemed that in a moment, the figure disappeared. They didn't even see the track.

Mingzhi said with a smile, "martial nephew Xinyi has a good ability to run for his life."

Mingyu took it for granted: "of course, this body method is good."

To say why Jiang Chan's ability to run for his life is so good, it can be traced back to Xiao Jin's life. Xiao Jin is a thin skinned and blood crispy. If he makes friends with people, he will deliver food to people every minute.

Its only dependence is the ability to run for his life. Now he has come to the immortal cultivation world. Jiang Chan simply picked up this ability. Can't he fight but run?

Ling Yanran is extremely depressed at the moment. The younger martial sister Du of the sword sect is really slippery.