"What's going on? Why did he lose?"

"Is this a hell? I didn't see Zuo Qingyan taking action at all, so why did the other party fly out of the ring?"

For a moment, the weak people below showed confusion and horror.

Not to mention them, even Chen Qingyang could only vaguely see Zuo Qingyan attacking Zeng Bing.

Her move was so fast that many people didn't know what happened, and the battle was over.

"Zuo Qingyan is indeed very strong!"

Chen Qingyang sighed secretly, thinking that if it were him, he would definitely not be able to stop Zuo Qingyan's move if he was caught off guard.

Unless he is prepared in advance, his fate will be exactly the same as Zeng Bing.

When Ye Kunlun, who was standing by, saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a rare look of solemnity on his face.

There is no doubt that in this battle on the ground list, Zuo Qingyan is the strongest genius Ye Kunlun has seen so far. Her strength is enough to threaten Ye Kunlun.

"Bingyun Immortal Palace, Zuo Qingyan Sheng!"

Not only Ye Kunlun, but even the senior officials of the ancient holy land looked at Zuo Qingyan with solemnity.

Originally they thought that the top three of them would definitely be born in the three ancient holy places in this battle.

But now it seems that they are thinking too naive. Not to mention the Zuo Qingyan in front of them, even Ye Kunlun from the Ye family in the Forbidden City, they are not sure that they can defeat him.

In fact, ranking is not important for this local battle. As long as you enter the top 20, you can get the qualification to enter the mysterious island.

But they are the descendants of the ancient holy land. If they can't even protect the top three, how can they keep their face?

With the end of the last battle, plus the Yi Wushuang, a total of 27 geniuses entered the next round of knockout rounds.

Twenty-two of the remaining twenty-seven geniuses reached the first level of the innate realm, among which Yanhuang Mountain occupies four, and they are the only force among all the participating forces that have not been eliminated.

The remaining twenty-seven geniuses will be divided into three groups, each with nine people.

These nine people will engage in a circular battle, which means that each person will have to play eight games. Each win will earn two points, a draw will earn one point, and no points will be scored if they fail. In the end, the top 20 geniuses will be qualified to enter the eighth cave.

At the same time, these three groups will decide a winner and compete for the top three in this local list battle.

When the old man announced the rules of the next game, he walked up with a closed box.

"There are a total of three colors tokens in the box. If you draw the same color, you will be divided into the same group. Please go forward and draw lots in turn!" the old man said lightly.

Twenty-seven geniuses walked onto the ring at the same time and began to draw lots one by one.

"Brother, something is wrong?"

Halfway through the lottery, Mr. Hong suddenly frowned and said.

Master Yan obviously knew what Mr. Hong said was wrong, but in fact he had already noticed it from the very beginning.

The man's hand seemed to be placed next to the lottery box unintentionally, but in fact he had been using his internal strength to control the tokens inside, which meant that he was controlling the next group match.

But what is his purpose in doing this?

Master Yan couldn't help but glance at the three groups of people who had already drawn the lottery and found that the group where Ye Kunlun was located was very strong, and the disciples of the ancient holy land were assigned to the other two groups. They would not fight Ye Kunlun before the first three competitions.

If the Yan Lord’s guess is good, Zuo Qingyan and Chen Qingyang will be assigned to Ye Kunlun’s death group, and the three of them will enter a situation of killing each other.

"What an ancient holy land. In order to win, I don't even want to have a face." Master Yan said in a slightly cold voice.

"What should we do? Although we never thought of winning the first place, it would be too disgusting for them to do this." Hong Gong said.

Master Yan frowned slightly, and it was Chen Qingyang's turn to draw lots. He suddenly soared into the air and landed on the ring.

Master Yan was nearly two meters tall, and the thick aura that was faintly visible on his body gave people a strong sense of oppression, and many people dared not look directly into his eyes.

"Why did Master Yan get up?"

Everyone was confused.

Master Yan is the strongest man on the Huaxia God List, but in this battle on the Earth List, his performance was extremely low-key. This is the first time he has appeared in everyone's sight in such a high-profile manner.

"Stop it!" Master Yan glanced at the old man and said lightly.

The old man is from the Tao Immortal Palace, and his strength reaches the ninth level of the innate realm. He is definitely an invincible existence in front of ordinary warriors.

But at this moment, facing Master Yan, the old man suddenly felt a deep sense of uneasiness and fear in his heart, and his right hand subconsciously pulled back from the box.

"Master Yan, I don't understand what you mean?" the old man asked, holding back his inner fear.

"Forget it for the previous grouping, you must not interfere next. I don't want to embarrass everyone." Master Yan said lightly.

The old man's face suddenly changed. It was obvious that his previous small movement had been completely seen through by Master Yan.

He subconsciously looked towards the Daoxian Palace, and the faces of the senior officials of the Daoxian Palace also became serious.

Although they have never seen the strength of Master Yan, he has been firmly ranked first in the China God List for so many years, and his strength has reached the terrifying level of divine pills. It is definitely not a wise move to provoke such a strong man.

Seeing that the senior executives of the three ancient holy places did not express anything, the old man withdrew his gaze and stood aside without saying a word, not daring to say a word again.

The people in the audience looked at each other and couldn't understand what the conversation between the two just now meant.

Seeing that the other party compromised, Master Yan stopped staying and continued to return to his previous seat.

The lottery continued, and Chen Qingyang took Lian Wushuang to go up. What made Chen Qingyang speechless was that he actually drew the token of the same color as Lian Wushuang.

"Yeah, my elder brother and I are in the same group." Lian Wushuang said excitedly with the token in his hand.

Obviously, she didn't know what it means to be divided into the same group.

He shrugged helplessly, Chen Qingyang subconsciously looked towards Ye Kunlun, and found out that he was not in the same group as him, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

If you want to fight Ye Kunlun, Chen Qingyang can only get the first place in their group.

But now I have practice in Wushuang...

Soon, Zuo Qingyan also walked onto the ring to draw lots. The color of the token she drew was different from Chen Qingyang and Ye Kunlun.

The three of them drew three color tokens, which made the old man on the field so angry that his face turned tilted.

Originally, he wanted to divide Chen Qingyang and the other three into the same group. No matter who wins in the end, his internal strength will definitely be consumed greatly, and the geniuses of the ancient holy land will be able to win easily.

But unexpectedly, luck made people so badly that the three of them were not in the same group.
Chapter completed!