Chapter 3855

Without any surprises, Zhou Huan, Nangong Xiaoai, Zou Kuo and other three former top 100 players have also advanced. They are very strong, no matter what kind of opponent they encounter, they will sweep away.

Zhang Kun, who started a bet with Lin Yi, also advanced, and his strength is also amazing. His opponent was stronger than Sun Hao, but he was easily defeated by him.

Next came the ninth round, sixteen groups of two-two duels, and there was still one bye.

After drawing the number plates, Lin Yi and Chu Xiaoxiang each looked at their number plates, and were immediately dumbfounded.

Both of them are number eight, but there is only one gold medal and one jade medal.

"What should I do?" Lin Yi was in a dilemma, there were only sixteen number plates left, and it was not uncommon for the two to draw the same number plate.

"It's okay, I'll just admit defeat." Chu Xiaoxiang didn't care, and smiled at Lin Yiwan'er, her beautiful face was like a hundred flowers blooming.

"No, Xiaoxiang, this is unfair to you!" Lin Yi frowned.

"There's nothing unfair. I don't think I can make it into the top 100. I leave this task to you. I know you can do it." Chu Xiaoxiang said with a smile.

"Okay!" Lin Yi nodded. The purpose of these earth-immortal-level geniuses is nothing more than to enter the top 100. As long as one person can enter the top 100, everyone will benefit from it.

After everyone finished drawing the number cards, Elder Chen came to the No. 1 ring and announced: "The next competition needs to be changed. The order and rules of appearance will remain the same as before. The change is the ring. All the following competitions will be changed. In the No. 1 arena, it will be played one game at a time, so that everyone can watch it more carefully."

"Very good!"

All the people below nodded their heads, and ten matches at the same time would make people feel dazzled, because the subsequent duels are all masters, and every match will be very exciting, so it is interesting to watch each match carefully.

"The ninth round of competition begins. Please take the two players who have drawn No. 1 to compete." After Elder Chen finished speaking, he leaped into the No. 2 ring.

Afterwards, two figures jumped onto the No. 2 ring. One is Zhou Huan, a big man with beards, and the other is an old disciple with strong strength. That old disciple's cultivation base is the ninth level of Nirvana, which is a small level higher than Zhou Huan's cultivation base.

"Senior Brother Zhou Huan, he is the first to play."

"It's over, Brother Yu has met a master, this time he will lose."

"Hmph! Zhou Huan may not win, Senior Brother Yu is also very strong, okay?"

"..."

"Senior Brother Zhou, be merciful!" The Ninth Level warrior clasped his fists with a cautious expression.

"Let's do it!" Zhou Huan didn't say much.

boom!

The warriors on the Ninth Floor of Nirvana were not polite either, their blood was soaring to the extreme, and they punched Zhou Huan with full force.

Zhou Huan took half a step back, his right leg was slightly bent, and his fist was shining with light. When the opponent's fist was about to reach him, he suddenly swung a domineering punch.

Bang~~~

The two fists collided violently, hitting with overwhelming vigor, the body of the Nirvana Ninth Floor warrior was shaken, and he was knocked away like a cannonball.

boom! boom!

The Nirvana Ninth Floor warrior flew thousands of feet across, hit the barrier of the formation, and then fell to the ground, opened his mouth to spit out a big mouthful of blood, and took another look at his arm, which was already torn apart by the terrible energy. The white bones inside are exposed.

puff--

He spat out another mouthful of blood, his face was a bit desperate, he never imagined that Zhou Huan, who used to be one of the top 100, would have such terrifying fighting power.

"Instakill, another instakill!"

"My God, it's too strong, senior brother Zhou Huan is too good."

"It's so terrifying. It's worthy of being one of the top 100. Even Senior Brother Yu is not his one-shot enemy."

"He is more powerful than before, this is the rhythm of entering the top 100!"

The onlookers were once again horrified by Zhou Huan's terrifying strength. You know, that person's strength is not inferior to Sun Hao. Still cannot escape the fate of being killed in seconds.

"Are you still fighting?" Zhou Huan withdrew his punches, and glanced at his opponent indifferently.

"My little brother's skills are not as good as others, I lost!" The opponent could only smile wryly.

"How do you feel?"

Lin Yi glanced at Xiang Feiyan and Chu Xiaoxiang, and asked.

Xiang Feiyan was a little surprised, Chu Xiaoxiang's pretty face was serious, and she said bluntly: "Too strong, I'm no match."

"Lin Yi?"

Xiang Feiyan thought for a while, and then asked: "Do you think he has a chance to enter the top 100?"

Lin Yi frowned, and then said: "I can't guess for sure, judging by his momentum and strength, he is not much different from Yan Nuo, who was the last one in the top 100. It will take a fight to find out who is stronger. He is not the strongest, both Nangong Xiaoai and Zou Kuo are stronger than him. Among the three of them, the most powerful should be Nangong Xiaoai, she definitely has the strength to break into the top 100."

"Nangong Xiaoai, is she so powerful?" The two girls were shocked when they heard this.

"Yes, it's even scarier than you imagined!" Lin Yi nodded, and the two daughters were silent when they heard the words. It was unimaginable that these three people who were squeezed out of the top 100 were already powerful enough. Those top ten true disciples, the strength How scary?

The water of Qiongshan old disciple is very deep.

When Zhou Huan stepped down, another wonderful competition started. Number two played Zhang Kun and another Nirvana Ninth-Layer martial artist, both of whom were extremely strong.

The battle lasted for three hundred moves, and Zhang Kun took down his opponent.

Next, the contest continued. Nangong Xiaoai, Zou Kuo, and Zou Kuo all played. They were extremely strong, and they still swept their opponents with one move.

The match after match was wonderful, and the old and new disciples below were fascinated by it. The shots of powerful figures shocked their hearts.

"Please invite both parties on the eighth stage." Elder Chen's deep voice came.

"I surrender!"

The new disciple camp of Yunvfeng, Chu Xiaoxiang directly surrendered, and her voice caused an uproar among the crowd.

Those female disciples of the Jade Girl Peak looked at Lin Yi with resentment. From their point of view, it was Chu Xiaoxiang who gave him the qualification to be promoted. Regarding this, Lin Yi could only face it with a wry smile.

Elder Chen looked weird, and Chu Xiaoxiang's surrender was beyond his expectation, so he asked, "Who is the other No. 8?"

"Uh...it's a disciple!" Lin Yi rubbed his nose and held up his number plate helplessly.

"What? Senior sister Xiaoxiang conceded defeat to Lin Yi. It's really unfair. I think Lin Yi is inferior to senior sister Xiaoxiang."

"That's right, the flashy guy, if he hadn't relied on this luck all the way, he would have been eliminated a long time ago."

"Oh! Brother Lin Yi is so lucky, the opponent has conceded again."

"He must not have the strength to enter the top ten. I think his strength is not as good as Chu Xiaoxiang. The latter shouldn't admit defeat! It's a pity."

"The so-called No. 1 genius in Dongsheng mainland is just a joke in my opinion. Have you noticed that from the beginning to now, he has never met a decent opponent. If this kind of person enters the top ten, then There is no reason."

People in the martial arts field complained a lot, whether they were new disciples or old disciples, they all had a lot of resentment towards Lin Yi.

Glancing at Lin Yi from a distance, Elder Chen frowned inadvertently, and continued: "This time the opponent concedes, Lin Yi wins, and advances to the next round. Please invite No. 9 to enter the ring."

Time passed, and the ninth round of competition came to an end soon.

A total of seventeen people advanced this time.

It also means that the knockout round is coming to an end, and only the last round of competition is needed to determine the top ten candidates.

Elder Chen took out the black Qiankun bag and said: "The next round is the last round, and there are still seventeen people. The next competition will be changed. Zhou Huan, Nangong Xiaoai, and Zou Kuo are the three former top 100 players. The three of them will advance directly, and the remaining fourteen will face off in twos, let's come up and draw the number plate."

This method is very reasonable and relatively fair. The strength of Zhou Huan and the others is obvious to all, and no one will have any objections if they are directly promoted.

For the remaining seven groups, the winners will enter the top ten, and the losers will be eliminated directly.

At this stage of the competition, it is meaningless. The main theme is the ranking of the top 100 competitions and the competition for the young master.

"Om~~~"

When Lin Yi and other fourteen people were drawing the number plate, the people below had a heated discussion.

"The top ten spots are about to be decided. I wonder if Senior Brother Xiong can defeat the last opponent?"

"Senior brother Kun should be able to do it! It's not a problem for him to win the top ten."

"Of course, apart from Senior Sister Xiaoai and the other three former top 100, Senior Brother Kun is the strongest."

"What about Lin Yi? Can he make it into the top ten?"

"Impossible. It is true that he has come to this point by luck, but the opponents behind are all top old disciples. How can he win as a new disciple!"

"..."

"I hope Senior Brother Yi can enter the top 100, it's only the last step." Gu Tianlun said with a wry smile, but he didn't have much confidence in Lin Yi in his heart.

"God, I must bless Senior Brother Yi to be in the top 100, so that we can enter the Four Seasons Formation." Jin Meier also prayed solemnly at this time, she lost the charm of the original reason, and the Four Seasons Formation meant nothing to her Very important.

Li Ze shook his head helplessly: "It's too difficult, I don't think it's possible!"

"Yes! I think it's a question of whether Senior Brother Yi can win the top ten or not. It's too early to talk about entering the top 100." Miao Fengxian was a little depressed. The old disciples were too strong. Facing them, she had a kind of A sense of powerlessness from within.

"Number one."

Glancing at his number plate, Lin Yi casually put it away. He didn't leave at all, and stood directly on the ring. He was the first to go on stage, so there was no need to run down.

After taking the token, everyone left one after another, and one person chose to stay in the ring, and that was Zhang Kun.

"Lin Yi, it's you!"

Zhang Kun squeezed out a few words between his teeth, and immediately burst out laughing.

"Hahaha~~~"

Zhang Kun laughed wildly and unscrupulously, and the enemy was extremely jealous when they met. In the last round of the competition, I thought I would have no chance to match Lin Yi, but unexpectedly they got the same number.