"What? Supreme Elder An Qing agreed?"

"This... has suffered a great loss!"

"How could I agree? I thought I would like to propose some conditions..."

Elder An Qing was like a bomb exploding in the crowd. Everyone looked at each other and was stunned.

Nie Yun in the previous competition clearly won the championship, and his advantage was so obvious. Once he forgets it, it means that the score is zero. How could he bear such a big loss?

Not only were everyone surprised, but Supreme Elder Xu Yang was also anxious.

"An Qing, you're crazy..."

Before he could finish his words, he was pulled by the elder Qiongya on one side, and then a voice transmission sounded in his ears.

"Elder An Qing believes in Nie Yun's strength..."

"Uh..." After hearing this, Xu Yang, who was originally a little irritable, suddenly remembered the information he had seen before, and then he realized it.

Yes, Nie Yun has such strength, even if he can win the competition, what else can he worry about?

"this……"

Elder Chu Feng and others obviously did not expect that Elder An Qing was so easy to talk to. At the same time, they looked at each other and felt an ominous feeling from the bottom of their hearts.

"Don't think about it. We'll help Lu Gan hide our strength. Once the battle is fully developed, even if I can't compete with me, I don't believe that a small half-step immortal king can defeat it, look!"

I couldn't think of why Elder An Qing was so confident. After a while, he struggled, scolded Feng, Youyi and others could only secretly cheer him up.

"The competition is determined by the draw of lots. Eight people are divided into four games. Those who are assigned to the same game will compete!"

Put aside the uneasiness in his heart, and scolded the Supreme Elder Feng to start allocating.

There were only eight contestants in total. The competition was very simple. Nie Yun had the talent of Tianyan and was too lazy to cheat. He drew one casually and looked down. It was the second game, and the opponent was the man named Meng Xian.

Meng Xian is not part of the ban camp or An Qing camp. He is just a hard-working practitioner who drives the tower to repair the tower. He won third place in the previous competition, got nearly 400 high scores, and directly caught up with Yu.

The ability to kill so many Shura shows that his strength is not weak, and even if he is not as good as Fei Yu, it will definitely not be much different.

As for the first game, Fei Yu and another casual cultivator, Lu Gan was in the third game.

After the draw, the competition began quickly. Fei Yu is worthy of being a ninth-grade silver pattern driving cultivator. His strength and talent are amazing, and he won the first game without any surprise.

In the second game, Nie Yun and Meng Xian came to power.

"Whoever says who can win the two of them?"

"I think it should be Nie Yun. He was able to kill so many Shura in the first game and get such high scores, which shows that he is extremely strong!"

"Yes, I think so too, but Meng Xian is not simple either!"

"I heard that he had received great opportunities. He once fought against the Immortal Lord without losing his edge. If he really demonstrated his strength, it would be difficult for the two to separate Xuanyuan!"

"I'm afraid it will be a battle. To put it carefully, Nie Yun is too sad, his first opponent is so strong..."

Seeing the two people on the stage, everyone whispered to each other.

Nie Yun didn't know much about Meng Xian, but everyone in the audience knew very well. He was quite famous among the group of cultivators who practiced alone in the driving tower. His true strength was enough to fight against ordinary immortals!

Nie Yun finally won the championship in the first game, but the result was not counted. When he encountered such a strong man in the first game, everyone felt that his luck was particularly bad.

"Shizhao Elder Feng, do you think Nie Yun can win?"

Elder Youyi lowered his voice and asked.

"Even if you can win, it will be a terrible victory. At that time, it is hard to say whether you can get over it. Even if you pass Fei Yu's threshold and fight twice in a row, you will definitely not be the opponent of Lu Gan, don't worry!"

Elder Feng hummed.

"Yes, Lu Gan stands out and becomes the tower master. Even if An Qing and the others know it, it will be too late!"

The Supreme Elder Youyi's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Well, when Lu Gan becomes the tower master, the dominance will stand on our side. According to the agreement, implement that matter as soon as possible!"

Elder Chu Feng said slowly, and an unknown strange light flashed in his eyes.

The audience was talking about it, and Nie Yun on the stage looked at the opponent in front of him.

"I will definitely become the tower master. I think you should give up!"

Meng Xian let out an arrow, whistling like thunder.

"Okay, you can do it!" Nie Yun said lightly because he was too lazy to talk nonsense.

"See the trick!"

With a long shout, Meng Xian rushed over, his strength as the sea and his fists as the shadows.

In an instant, the entire competition platform was shrouded in his fist and completely covered up, as if hundreds of Meng Xian were added on the platform, which made people confused and dazzled.

"Go down!"

Just when everyone was dizzy, a soft hum sounded on the stage, and then a fist suddenly became bigger.

Bang!

Hundreds of phantoms disappeared at the same time, gathering into a Meng Xian, flew out backwards, and fell under the competition platform, blood squirting wildly.

Facing Meng Xian who had transformed into hundreds, Nie Yun easily solved the battle with just one punch.

"ah……"

Seeing this scene, the entire tower training competition venue was quiet for a long time before it let out a thunderous howling.

Everyone thought that the two of them would need at least a few hundred moves to achieve results, but they did not expect that at most one breathing time, Nie Yun, who had never heard of before, would win easily.

The gap in strength is too big!

"Thank you for your mercy!"

Struggling to stand up, Meng Xian jumped to the competition platform again and clasped his fists at Nie Yun.

I was very arrogant just now, but now I am completely convinced.

The boy's punch before is still fresh in memory and cannot be resisted. If the other party kills, he may be dead now.

The strength of the two is not the same level at all.

"You're welcome!" Nie Yun smiled, without saying much, jumped off the competition platform and returned to the seat.

Although the second game was amazing, it was immediately overwhelmed by the deer.

Lu Gan was the third game. He was not valued by anyone, but like Nie Yun, he was crushed strongly. The strong man who fought against him was beaten away from the stage without a single move and was seriously injured and was about to die.

It was obvious that he did not leave a backhand, but instead had his strength exploded and he directly killed his opponent.

The fourth game was dull. The two fought hundreds of unknown culprits to win. However, he was seriously injured. It was obvious that he could not fight in the second game. In this way, Lu Gan did not need to continue to take action and entered the final stage directly.

The second competition was a competition between Nie Yun and the winner in the first game, which was to fight Fei Yu, who was the most popular.

As soon as the two of them came on stage, they cheered again.

"Do you think Fei Yu can win or Nie Yun can win?"

"Of course it's Nie Yun. You didn't see the battle just now. You're crushing it with force!"

"I think it's Fei Yu. He has a lot of trump cards. Not only can he win in battles by brute force! It also requires talent, magic and magic weapons!"

"This is true. Fei Yu is the one who denounced Elder Feng. He must have prepared his trump card long ago. Nie Yun is probably in trouble!"

"Who said that Nie Yun is still the one of Elder An Qing? Do you know that Elder An Qing has no trump card left for him?"

"This is..."

Everyone muttered.

"Hehe, boy, I'm not that trash Meng Xian. If you want to defeat me, you will undoubtedly dream!"

The discussions in the audience did not affect the two people on the stage. Fei Yu looked cold and his eyes were flashing, with a biting cold.

"Is that true?" Nie Yun chuckled.

"Yes, I'll let you see what strength is, the position of the tower master, no one can get involved, that's mine!"

With a roar, Fei Yu stepped on the ground and rushed over.

The ground and surroundings of this competition platform were equipped with powerful seals. Although his movements were fast and fierce, and his strength was extremely strong, the ground was not damaged at all.

Boom!

Fei Yu people kicked in the air.

His trick is not boxing and swordsmanship, nor is it a weapon, but leg skills!

It is said that his leg skills can be kicked out more than a thousand times in one breath, and each of them has the strongest power. Safety is superimposed together. Even if the strong Immortal Lord encounters it, he will temporarily avoid his attack!

"Good leggings!"

Nie Yun took a look and thought this move was good. Of course, it was limited to this. He punched him with a punch in a shout.

There are no fancy moves, no skills, just the most ordinary and simple punch.

Click!

Fighting and kicking each other, with a crisp sound and a terrifying cry, Fei Yu's eyes turned black like Meng Xian, fell down from the competition platform, fell into a coma, and he had not even had time to take out the treasure on his body, and was defeated.
Chapter completed!