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The top fifteen spots had already been decided in the morning, and the competition had reached its climax.

As long as he could win another match, he would definitely be able to rank in the top ten.

However, what people were most concerned about now was who would draw the empty lot.

Fifteen people drew lots, and the person who drew the empty lot directly entered the top eight. This was luck that everyone dreamed of.

Although everyone said that they would rely on their strength to achieve results, when they had the chance, they were all eager to let that dog shit step on them.

This time, Ling Xiao's luck was not that good.

The result of the drawing of lots was shockingly, Ling Xiao versus Li Yuanchong!

When Ling Xiao drew this lot, she intentionally looked towards the group from the Falling Wind Valley.

Sure enough, Shen Xuan was looking at him with a faint smile.

Ling Xiao sneered gently: "You want me to die?" Humph!

Upon seeing the result of the draw, Cheng Qian Tai's face instantly turned green.

What made Cheng Qian Tai's face turn even more green was that Ling Xiao actually shouted, "Judge, I admit defeat!"

Everyone wanted to watch an intense match between rookies, but they never expected that Ling Xiao, who had always been strong, would give up at this moment!

There was a chorus of boos and there were even quite a few disappointed fellows who jeered at the same time, "Ling Xiao, coward; Ling Xiao, coward …"

Ling Xiao did not say a word. She waited for the jeering to stop before shouting into the stands, "Those of you who have the ability, call your disciples to come and fight with Li Yuanchong!" You guys who just stand there and don't feel anything! "

Seeing that those people wanted to tease Ling Xiao again, Shen Mingfang appropriately said, "The audience is not allowed to roar at us, otherwise we will rush out of the arena."

Everyone immediately quietened down, and many of them had looks of disappointment on their faces.

Firstly, they were disappointed that they did not see the intense battle. Secondly, they were eager to have Ling Xiao beat Li Yuanchong to death. Even if he didn't get beaten to death, it was fine to cripple him.

Their disciples couldn't make it into the top fifteen, but they were actually able to get disciples from such a small sect as the Northern Immortal Sect. If Ling Xiao didn't die, it would truly be difficult for them to balance their emotions.

With Ling Xiao's surrender, there were three people who wanted to rest: Li Yuanchong, Ling Xiao, and the other member of the team that drew empty lots – Zheng Hao.

According to the rules, Ling Xiao was already excluded from the top eight. In order to enter the top ten, she could only compete with the other six people who had failed this round for the ninth or tenth chance.

Cheng Qian Tai clearly knew the rules. It looked like he was being nice to Ling Xiao, but the ninth and tenth placings were not so easy to fight for.

This was because the most brutal form of free-for-all had been adopted in the ninety percent of the contest!

As long as one had brains, they would be able to imagine that the six people that failed would definitely join forces to deal with Ling Xiao. In that case, the difficulty for Ling Xiao to win in this free-for-all would be about the same as Li Yuanchong's!

Ling Xiao calmly sat down next to Cheng Qian Tai with a smile on her face. Before Cheng Qian Tai could say anything, he consoled him, "Master, don't worry. As long as it's not Li Yuanchong, those six people will not be my match. "

Seeing Ling Xiao's extremely confident look, Cheng Qiantai could not help but feel moved: This boy, I really don't know what to say about him.

The two Big Zhu and Little Zhu brothers came up to him and affectionately called out to him. They still blindly believed that Ling Xiao would definitely win.

Ling Xiao smiled at the two brothers. "Thank you for your support. Senior Brother Ling will naturally not disappoint you."

Without the help of Li Yuanchong and Ling Xiao, the following knock-out matches were still boring to the eyes of the audience.

And those new disciples also seemed to sense the absent-mindedness of the audience. They always felt like they could not get a call for an audience member if they did their best. Depressed, they could only use all their strength to defeat their opponent as fast as they could.

In the end, the top eight of the elimination round ended the fastest. In less than ten minutes, it had all ended.

Li Yuanchong who had entered the top eight, Yang Chao from the Falling Wind Valley, Yue clearly, Zheng Hao, the female disciple from the Sunset Faction, Lian Yueting, Qin Shengchuan from the Qin Mountain Sect, Lu Tie from the Raging Blade Sect, and Zhao Ziyun from the Flying Cloud Mountain.

The next battle would naturally be the preliminary round for the ninth and tenth place.

When Shen Mingfang announced the start of the preliminary round, everyone turned to look at the center of the stage.

The competition arena was very large, but Shen Mingfang had also used an array to restrict the area, which allowed the participating disciples to only be able to compete in a three hundred square meter space.

Each of the north, south, east, and west sides had an escape gate. As long as they left the gate, they would be treated as giving up.

There was only one other competition, and four of them had been chosen this time. It was clear that they were considering for the sake of the other participants.

Such a cruel free-for-all, if someone wanted to flee and give up, one door was naturally not enough.

At the start of the match, Ling Xiao was surrounded by the six of them. Facing the six people that were eyeing her covetously, Ling Xiao unexpectedly closed her eyes.

He closed his eyes and thought about how he would be able to fuse the Demonic Fist Art of his and Wang Daotian's in that match with the Northern Mi Godly Fist Art.

Ling Xiao had a premonition that as long as he was able to fuse these two fist techniques together, his strength, soul, and soul would be fused together.

At that time, he would have 10% confidence in dealing with Li Yuanchong.

With Ling Xiao closing her eyes, the six people were somewhat dumbfounded: What is this kid doing?

One of them could not help but shout out, "This guy is deliberately trying to be mysterious. Everyone, don't fall for it. Let's get rid of him!"

With one person taking the lead, the other five naturally swarmed forward and punched at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao, who was deep in thought, suddenly felt a gust of wind from all around her. She opened her eyes suddenly and changed her footwork. With a few strokes, she circled around where she was standing at the fastest speed possible.

The six people simultaneously felt Ling Xiao pounce at them as they used all their strength to clash with Ling Xiao.

Bang bang bang bang … With the sound of fists clashing, the six men each took three or four steps back.

They focused their eyes and saw that Ling Xiao was still standing in her original spot!

"Good job, Senior Brother Ling!" Big Zhu Xiao Zhu could not help but clap and cheer, the eyes of the other spectators also lit up.

This kid's movement technique was simply comparable to Li Yuanchong's Three Phantom Shift. It was just that his speed was still lacking.

On the other hand, Shen Nanfeng and Shen Mingfang frowned at the same time, deep in thought: Why has this kid's movement technique never been seen before!

No matter if it was the Spiritual Soul Sect or the Demonic Soul Sect, it was impossible for them to not have any fame with such an exquisite space movement technique!

Even Li Yuanchong started to feel a little uncomfortable. He had read all over the city, but he had never seen such a space movement technique!

"I guess I can only let City Lord Li Xuan recognize him." Shen Nanfeng thought to himself.

However, no matter what, Shen Nanfeng had never imagined that even if Li Xuan arrived, he wouldn't be able to recognize him.

Because this move was a self-created move of Ling Xiao's, surnamed Ling!

The six people were stunned by the impact of Ling Xiao's movement technique. In an instant, she allowed Ling Xiao to stand in the middle of the arena without any pressure.

Until someone shouted, "Brothers, we can't hit him with our fists, we'll have to use weapons!"

That's right! Why didn't I think of it?

With this reminder, the six people drew their weapons at the same time and attacked Ling Xiao once again.

Ling Xiao naturally did not stand on ceremony with these fellows. She took out a metal broom and wildly danced beside her.

Ding! Ding! Ding!... The sound of metal colliding rang out and a layer of black shadow shrouded Ling Xiao from beginning to end. It was watertight and regardless of which direction the weapons came from, they were all blocked by Ling Xiao.

The six people on stage surrounded Ling Xiao one after another. Although Ling Xiao did not have the strength to fight back, the spectacular scene still stirred a cheer from the audience, "Alright!"

Indeed, the only person who could wave a broom to such an extent was probably Ling Xiao.

Cheng Qiantai's mood surged and he was in high spirits. To have such a disciple, his master must have had some face!

He still remembered what Ling Xiao said when she chose the broom: If a disciple were to use this broom to sweep them away, it would only prove that they are trash.

He couldn't help but feel proud of his own disciple for his heroic actions back then.

And at this moment, everyone understood Ling Xiao's intentions: to not fight against Li Yuanchong and to conserve their stamina to fight these six people and protect themselves from entering the top ten.

From the looks of it, there was still a high chance of success.

Even if Ling Xiao ate the Mighty Vajra Pill that she had refined all day and had an astonishing amount of strength, she was, after all, a 1v6. The attacks of the six of them were not that easy to withstand.

After a minute or so, Ling Xiao's speed had slowed and the layer of black shadows had become lighter.

"A good chance!" How could these fellows not realize that this was an expression of Ling Xiao's inability to keep up? As a result, all of them shouted excitedly as though they had been injected with chicken blood, "Charge! Let's first beat this kid up before anything else!"

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