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The matches continued, and soon, the day's competition came to an end.

Yang Li had fought ten matches as well, but they had all taken out the opponent in one move, causing the disciples below the stage to glance at him as the dark horse of this year's Large Competition.

Yin Fang cleared his throat and announced, "The first day of the tournament ends here! The judges will announce the results of each disciple in this arena! "

"Ranking disciple result, Meng Zhong, ten wins!" "Li Yuanguang, ten victories against ten …"

"First arena disciple result, Wang Dao. Ten battles, ten victories!" Zi Yue, ten battles, ten victories … "

"Ring C."

"D arena disciple result, Lin Lang, ten wins, ten wins!" Song Jue won ten battles and ten victories! Yang Li, ten battles against ten victories … "

Following the announcement of the Elders on the arena, the results of each arena also entered the ears of the disciples.

This was because the 'Gold' disciples were all spread out on the various arenas. The seeded participants that were loud amongst the 'Purple' disciples were also allocated to the arenas where there were no 'Gold' disciples.

And when ordinary disciples encountered the golden and purple word disciples, they would basically directly admit defeat, or even, after a few moves, admit defeat. Thus, they basically all had ten victories, causing one to sigh in their heart.

After the results were announced, Yin Fang continued to speak: "The first day's battle has ended here. All disciples who had zero victories will be eliminated! You are not allowed to participate in the battle tomorrow! "

"Once the top 100 are confirmed, the Losers' Challenge will be set up! Any disciple who thinks they have the ability will be able to choose their own disciple to challenge! "

"The Large Competition ends today! All disciples are to return! "

With the last sound, Yin Fang flicked his sleeves and left.

Yang Li also left the martial arts practice field. At this time, the disciples that were drinking with him yesterday all came to congratulate him. Yang Li also smiled in response to their greetings.

On the other side, Meng Zhong and Lin Lang were conversing.

"Lin Lang, what a coincidence. Yang Li is actually on the same stage as you." Meng Zhong said with a mocking smile.

"Humph!" You don't need to say anything about this! Just tell me the reason why you contacted me. " Lin Lang coldly replied to Meng Zhong.

Hearing Lin Lang's words, Meng Zhong chuckled and said, "Hehe, it's nothing. I'm just reminding you to not forget the mission that Wan Sheng arranged for you."

"You don't need to remind me! If I meet him in the arena tomorrow, I will naturally cripple him! " When Lin Lang heard Meng Zhong's words, he got angry and immediately cut off the connection.

Meng Zhong's face turned cold, "You don't know what's good for you!"

"This trash, instead of killing him himself, he came over to remind me! Just you wait! " Lin Lang's anger also became more and more intense. He directly sent a strand of his spiritual energy into the sky, venting his dissatisfaction.

Some disciples felt the fluctuations of spirit energy and hastily rushed over. When Lin Lang heard the sound of wind breaking, his expression changed and he looked towards the direction of the sound with a kind smile.

"Hello senior brother Lin Lang!" "I am Zhou Jing from the enforcement team. Senior brother Lin Lang, there was a strong wave of Spiritual Energy fluctuation just now. Senior brother, do you know why?" When the disciples who rushed over saw that it was Lin Lang, they respectfully greeted him and then asked.

"It's nothing. That Spiritual Energy fluctuation was sent out by me. It was a difficult problem with my cultivation just now. I was overjoyed and sent out a strand of Spiritual Energy towards the sky. I'm really sorry for causing trouble for your Law Enforcement Hall." Lin Lang said with a gentle smile.

"It's fine, it's fine. Senior brother Lin Lang is too polite. Since there's nothing going on here, I won't disturb you any longer. Farewell, senior brother Lin Lang." After hearing Lin Lang's words, the Law Enforcement disciple knew that nothing had happened and directly took his leave.

"Okay, junior brother Zhou, take care." Lin Lang didn't try to stop him. As he stared at the departing back view of Qin Wentian, his countenance gradually turned cold.

"Humph, Yang Li, I pray that you do not meet me tomorrow. Otherwise, your Large Competition will come to an end!"

Yang Li had returned to his room and was sitting cross-legged on his bed. The dense Spiritual Energy in his body was circulating happily, as if he was anticipating the arrival of the competition on the second day.

The night passed in silence. As the identity token vibrated once more, Yang Li opened his eyes and walked towards the martial arena.

Once again, it was the perfect timing, so Yin Fang did not say anything more, and only said one sentence: "Today, let the Large Competition begin! The opponents that each disciple will be assigned according to their respective tokens, step onto the stage to fight! "

Yang Li looked at his identity plate: "Group D, participant number four Yang Li versus participant number nine, Lin Lang!"

Yang Li was also a little surprised when he saw Lin Lang's name. He also didn't expect to meet an opponent like the seed so quickly, but according to the few people who had drunk wine the day before, this Lin Lang had a very good temper.

Time passed. Soon, it was time for Yang Li to ascend the stage.

"Next, let's proceed with the fourth round!" Four Yang Li against nine Lin Lang! " Hearing the referee's announcement, the audience burst into an uproar.

"The big dark horse has met a golden disciple. This is going to be fun."

"I wonder who will win. No one has ever been able to see through Yang Li's strength. Every time he kills an opponent, it's a one-shot. But this time he probably won't be able to do it no matter what."

"Yang Li might lose, but Lin Lang's strength is even stronger than it appears on the surface!"

"Come come come, it's useless to say so much. Just open your mouth!" Yang Li against Lin Lang, odds: 1 to 10, 5 to 1! Senior Brother, if you want to bet, please bet as soon as possible. "

It was obvious that some smart disciples directly opened their mouths. After hearing this disciple's words, the disciples all began to place their bets, but the majority of them were betting on Lin Lang. Although the profit of five to one was a bit less, there was still some profit.

There were only a few disciples that bet on Yang Li, and among them, there was even Feng Yu. When Yu Feng saw this betting rate, he frowned and thought for a moment before directly betting on Yang Li's fifty spirit stones.

Seeing Yu Feng place such a large bet, the disciple immediately laughed out loud. This way, they wouldn't lose much, because most disciples would bet spirit stone slags, and only a few would use spirit stones.

In this way, regardless of which side he won, he would still be able to earn some points.

Yang Li naturally did not know about this, but if he did, then he would probably bet his life on this disciple and scare him out of the sect.

After Yang Li got on the stage, he first bowed towards Lin Lang and said with a smile, "Senior brother Lin Lang, please show mercy."

However, Lin Lang did not behave as he usually did. His gentleness disappeared, and he said in an extremely cold voice, "Junior brother is too courteous. My fists and feet have no eyes. If junior brother is injured, don't blame me."

Hearing Lin Lang's words, Yang Li was stunned and his face became cold. At this time, he saw that Lin Lang's gaze contained not only ridicule and disdain, but also a flash of killing intent.

His vigilance increased and he coldly said: "Then I'll have to ask senior brother to enlighten me."

"Heavenly Sword Technique, One Sword Disintegrator!" When Lin Lang heard Yang Li's words, he immediately attacked without the slightest hesitation.

Lin Lang casually tossed the sword in his hand into the air, as streams of sword qi manifested and quickly dispersed throughout the entire stage. The sword intent he exuded was as cold as ice, and the sharpness of his aura was extremely terrifying.

"Go!" Following Lin Lang's command, the thousand swords rushed towards Yang Li at an extremely fast speed. The strong wind they created could even scratch a person's face.

"Flame God Spear Art, Divine Flame Masked the Heavens!" Yang Li also did not dare be careless. He directly sent out Divine Flame Mi Tian into the wind, burning with a powerful flame barrier. As the thousand long swords attacked him, they gradually faded before his eyes.

As the last sword disappeared, Divine Flame Mi Tian also disappeared. Lin Lang's attack had been perfectly blocked by Yang Li.

The disciples in the audience were also surprised, but they didn't seem surprised.

Lin Lang's voice was cold as he said, "Junior brother's strength is not bad. However, Senior brother's ability is not limited to this!" Heavenly Sword Secret Art, the sword formation is like a prison! "

Longswords once again materialized from the swords that Lin Lang had thrown, forming a strange sword formation. It brought with it a pressuring aura as it pressured Yang Li. Sword light flashed within the formation, carrying with it a great destructive power.

This move was also a range attack spirit technique. It seemed that Lin Lang also knew that Yang Li's movement technique was extremely outstanding. He wanted to rely on a range attack to weaken Yang Li's movement technique.

"Since your attack came from the sky, then I will pierce through your sky! Fire God Spear Art, Fire Shattering the Sky! "

The pitch-black flames once again appeared on the spear, and the suppressed aura was evenly matched with the sword formation in the sky. There was even a faint feeling of suppression.

Lin Lang on the opposite side also sensed this. He knitted his brows and directly shouted: "Kill!"

The sword formation in the sky suddenly suppressed down. Yang Li coldly smiled.

"Fire!" I want to see how you will kill me! "

As Yang Li thrust out his spear, the black flames began to crazily burn within the sword array with incredible power. Not long after, the sword array was completely burnt away, leaving behind only a weak light.

Lin Lang's sword was also repelled. Lin Lang was about to extend his hand to receive it when he heard Yang Li speak.

"Senior brother Lin Lang, this move is not over yet! "Explode!"

Suddenly, a burst of sound came from the sword. Lin Lang was extremely anxious as he hurriedly grabbed onto his own sword, wanting to help suppress this strange power.

However, after he took it into his hands, the explosive sounds on the sword had stopped. The sword was filled with cracks, and the blades on both sides of the sword had also cracked apart. The sword gave off a feeling as if it would shatter if one were to touch it.

Upon seeing the miserable state of the sword that he had accompanied for three years, Lin Lang was infuriated.

"Yang Li, die!" Cloud Breaking Palm! " Unleashing his movement technique, Lin Lang furiously smacked his palm towards Yang Li.

Yang Li's mouth hooked into a mocking smile: "Lin Lang, could it be that you don't know how fast my movement technique is?"

Just as Yang Li finished speaking, Lin Lang's palm neared and fiercely slapped Yang Li, but it only shattered an afterimage.

Lin Lang did not hesitate and continued to run forward. Just as he left, an attack appeared in the place he was previously at.

Yang Li laughed mockingly, "Senior brother Lin Lang is such a good technique. In order to show your respect for Senior brother Lin Lang and his technique, junior brother will use this technique! "Flame God Spear Art, Nirvana Flames!"

Resplendent rays of light gathered at the tip of the spear, emitting an aura of destruction. As Yang Li thrust out his spear, the light instantly became dazzling, and even the disciples below couldn't help but squint their eyes.

"Boundless Deep Earth!" A wall made of mud suddenly appeared in front of Lin Lang, giving off a heavy and ancient feeling. It felt as if it had not fallen over for tens of thousands of years as it appeared in the entire arena.

However, not falling for tens of thousands of years did not mean one could not pierce through!

Although a portion of the Nirvana Flames had been erased, it still pierced through the wall and ruthlessly smashed onto Lin Lang's chest. Following that, Lin Lang was blasted off the arena and violently landed on the ground.

When the disciples below the stage saw this scene, they too were shocked.

Yang Li had defeated Lin Lang! And it was extremely easy!

No one dared question Yang Li's strength this time. Everyone looked at him with reverence. This was the power brought about by his strength.

"Elder, can this be considered as disciple's victory?" Yang Li helplessly said as he looked at the once again dazed elder.

"Hmm?" When the Elder heard this, he was stunned and hurriedly said, "Next, I shall announce the results of this match. Yang Li from the 4th against Lin Lang from the 9th place. The victor is Yang Li!"