For a moment, the off-field suddenly became silent, and no one dared to say a word.

At the ninth level of the innate realm, he was almost among the top experts in the cultivation world, and the other party was a man from an ancient holy land. If he provoked him, he was undoubtedly digging his own grave.

The old man glanced at everyone coldly and said, "Since there is no objection, then start drawing lots."

With a command, the fifty-three warriors who passed the test drew lots in order to decide their opponents in the next round.

When it was Chen Qingyang's turn, he picked up a wooden sign at will, with only one bright red number 7 on it.

"Please arrange the numbers in the order of drawing them at once. The red numbers stand on the left and the blue numbers stand on the right." said the old man.

Soon, fifty-three genius warriors lined up to stand on the ring in sequence. Chen Qingyang looked up at the opposite side and found that his opponent was a young genius in a gorgeous Taoist suit. At this time, the other party was also looking at him.

"I didn't expect to meet such a powerful genius in the first round."

As soon as Chen Qingyang noticed the momentum on the other party, he was slightly shocked.

His opponent is like a genius in the innate realm, and his strength is probably almost the same as Mu Ge, and he definitely has the ability to compete for the top twenty.

One of the fifty-three geniuses will go directly to the next round without fighting, and that lucky man is actually practicing Wushuang.

"Please stay from one to four players, and the rest will retreat!" the old man said lightly.

Soon, Chen Qingyang and others walked off the ring, and the players from the first four groups stood in four areas, preparing to start the next round of knockout round.

Among the eight people, there were two people familiar to Chen Qingyang, one was Nangong Yao from the Nangong family, and the other was Ling Beijian from the Ling family.

Both of them are innate realm strong men, and their opponents are only half a step in innate realm. Therefore, in less than three seconds, the two ended the battle with great strength.

The other two groups of players are equally strong and the winner will be decided after half an hour of fighting.

"The next four groups of players come on the court!"

The old man's voice rang in everyone's ears.

When Chen Qingyang was about to set out to walk onto the ring, he found that Ye Kunlun, who was not far from him, had actually been on the field.

Ye Kunlun struded his head and slowly walked onto the ring. His breath was completely restrained, but his eyes gave people an invincible sense of oppression.

Chen Qingyang followed closely behind and walked to another arena, where his opponent was already standing waiting for him.

"start!"

With the old man's order, the other two groups of geniuses launched a violent attack instantly, and the scene was extremely fierce.

Only Chen Qingyang and Ye Kunlun have not taken action yet.

"I admit defeat!"

Suddenly, Ye Kunlun's opponent chose to give up the game on the spot, and Ye Kunlun won without a fight.

"I have seen your previous battle. It's pretty good, but that's all." At this time, Chen Qingyang's opponent said with a faint smile.

Chen Qingyang shrugged, not caring about the other party's provocation.

Seeing Chen Qingyang's face turned indifferent, the genius's face turned slightly cold and said, "Remember, the person who defeated you is from Daoxian Palace, Ye Tianyu!"

"Daoxian Palace?" Chen Qingyang was slightly stunned. He vaguely remembered that Mr. Hong seemed to have mentioned that this land list battle, a total of three ancient holy places came to participate, one of which was the Daoxian Palace.

No wonder the other party is so strong, and the disciples trained from the original ancient holy land.

"Yanhuang Mountain, Chen Qingyang." Chen Qingyang said lightly.

Unexpectedly, in the second battle, he actually met the successor of the ancient holy land.

"You will definitely lose within a hundred moves!" Ye Tianyu said arrogantly, and at the same time slowly pulled out the long sword behind him.

As soon as the internal strength was injected into the long sword, countless mysterious talismans were wrapped around the long sword, emitting a depressing aura.

The Daoxian Palace is an ancient holy land that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. It has never been concerned about the world, and the outside world has even forgotten their existence.

If it weren't for the emergence of the Eighth Cave Heaven, these ancient holy places would not have jumped out.

"Please give me advice." Chen Qingyang said neither humble nor arrogantly.

"Bang!"

In an instant, Ye Tianyu exerted his strength under his feet, and the hard concrete floor on the ring instantly cracked.

At the same time, Ye Tianyu jumped, and his body suddenly looked like a sharp arrow that was away from the string, and it shot rapidly at Chen Qingyang.

Less than five meters away from Chen Qingyang, Ye Tianyu's body suddenly changed direction, with almost no pause, and he detoured by Chen Qingyang's side. At the same time, the long sword in his hand stabbed out, and the whole person was almost integrated with the long sword in his hand.

The unity of man and sword can reach such a state, and you can imagine the other party’s talent!

Even some sword-training masters who have reached the innate realm of great success may not be able to enter this level.

It seems that Ye Tianyu's saying that defeating Chen Qingyang within a hundred moves is not just empty talk.

Unfortunately, he underestimated Chen Qingyang's strength!

Just as Ye Tianyu's long sword was about to stab Chen Qingyang, Chen Qingyang's soles slipped, leaving a afterimage on the spot.

"call out!"

The long sword penetrated directly through Chen Qingyang's afterimage.

The next moment, Chen Qingyang had flashed five or six meters away in an instant.

Seeing Chen Qingyang avoiding his killing move so easily, Ye Tianyu's face turned slightly ferocious.

"There are two tricks, but how many moves can you avoid?"

Ye Tianyu snorted coldly, danced wildly in his hand, and used stronger sword moves to kill Chen Qingyang again.

His sword moves were not fast, but the angle of his sword was extremely reversible, and each move contained an extremely terrifying murderous intent.

For a moment, the sword energy was surging, and the sword wind was howling, almost covering the entire arena.

"Swish!"

Chen Qingyang easily avoided the opponent's series of attacks.

Chen Qingyang did not choose to fight back. He defended his defense nonsense like a fish in water, without any danger at all.

The whole minute passed, no matter how Ye Kunlun used his sword move to attack, he couldn't even touch the corner of Chen Qingyang's clothes.

"Didn't you say that I'll lose within a hundred moves? I'm afraid there's more than a thousand moves now?" Chen Qingyang said with a faint smile.

He has been testing the opponent's strength, but Chen Qingyang could feel that this was not Ye Tianyu's real strength.

Ye Tianyu suddenly withdrew his sword and stared at Chen Qingyang with sharp eyes.

He had never expected that Chen Qingyang's body movement was so perverted. Every time he saw that he was about to stab him, he found that it was just a afterimage, always avoiding his attack just right.

"If you have the ability, you can fight me head-on!" Ye Tianyu said coldly.

Until now, he only felt the pervert of Chen Qingyang's body movements and was completely unable to test Chen Qingyang's true strength.

As the successor of the ancient holy land, he was actually played around by a peer on the ring. His always arrogant heart was as if he was being trampled under his feet. Ye Tianyu's face turned blue and his eyes were even more angry.
Chapter completed!