brush!
At the same time as the opponent made a move, Lin Yi also moved, and a ghostly figure flitted out in an instant.
puff--
The curly-haired youth's attack arrived, and his punch exploded Lin Yi's body, but upon closer inspection, it was not his body, but an afterimage that shattered.
"This...is not good!"
The face of the curly-haired youth changed slightly, and before he could react, a slender and clean palm was still imprinted on his back. His face changed drastically, and his whole body was frozen in place.
Ka Ka Ka ~ ~ ~
Gang Qi entered his body along his back, spreading across his limbs and bones in an instant, the bones of the curly-haired youth split inch by inch from the spine of his back, and spread all over his body in an instant. Like that broken china.
Lin Yi's move was very ingenious, it did not hurt the curly-haired youth, but it shattered all the bones in his body.
The curly-haired youth didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly mobilized his aura to fix the broken bones all over his body and prevent them from falling apart.
"Senior brother, do you want to continue the competition?" Lin Yi moved his feet, walked around in front of the curly-haired youth, and said with a leisurely smile.
"You..." The curly-haired young man's face was like a pig's liver, and he couldn't do anything now. Otherwise, as soon as the spiritual energy moves, the bones of his whole body will fall apart, and he will become a puddle of flesh.
At this time, his heart was broken, and he never thought that he would not be Lin Yi's one-stroke enemy.
"I admit defeat!" The curly-haired youth said with a sigh of relief.
"Uh... Well, why don't you fight, you've just surrendered, that senior brother wasn't injured, why did that happen?"
"I don't know, maybe Brother Yi is too powerful, he thinks he is invincible."
"It's a bit strange, everyone says Senior Brother Yi is very strong, but he also looks very ordinary!"
Many new disciples at the Shenmen Realm talked about it, their strength was low, and they didn't understand what happened at all. They only saw Lin Yi slapping the opponent's back lightly, and the opponent gave up.
"Idiot, I can't even tell. Senior Brother Yi shattered the bones of that man's whole body with his stellar qi." A powerful new disciple reminded him this way, and those warriors at the level of the gods showed suddenly enlightened expressions.
"Lin Yi wins, please enter the No. 1 ring with No. 3523."
Elder Chen announced the result, and Dabi continued. Everyone present was not surprised by Lin Yidu's victory. If he can't even handle a Nirvana sixth-level warrior, he doesn't deserve to be called Dongsheng's number one genius.
The big competition was coming to an end, and when the sun entered the horizon, the first round of the competition was completely over.
In the first round of competition, more than 8,000 people participated, half of them advanced and half of them were eliminated.
After watching the battle for a whole day, Lin Yi found many old disciples with strong strength. Although none of the top 100 people took action, he finally came to a conclusion. In close combat, Qiongshan's disciples are much stronger than Xianyingu's disciples.
"Today's big competition is over, everyone go back and have a rest, and tomorrow we will have the second round of competition..."
the next day.
Lin Yi came to the Martial Arts Field early. This day was the same as yesterday, and it was still very lively. There were 10% more people watching than yesterday.
In fact, the knockout rounds that started with the big competition are basically nothing to watch, and there are very few collisions between the strong and the strong. After all, weak people account for the majority, and strong people are rare.
But as those weak players are eliminated, future battles will become more and more exciting.
The scorching sun in the early morning gradually rose. Zuo Si brought a group of elders and sat down at their original seats. Ninety-nine disciples from the top 100 also came one after another. They sat on their seats. Round, these people still don't need to make a move.
The second round of the big competition is the same as the first round, and the number plate is still drawn. After everyone received their number plates from Elder Chen, the second round of competition began.
Same as yesterday, there are still two types of number plates: gold and jade. It's just that the number has decreased, to just over 2,000.
Lin Yi got a jade card today, so he casually looked at the number plate, and this time the number plate was higher, number 136.
After dealing with some chores, Elder Chen rose into the air, and his hearty voice spread throughout the audience: "Everyone, today is the second round of elimination, so I won't say much about the rules. It's still a two-two duel. The winner advances, and the loser is eliminated."
"Not much nonsense, next, the disciples who have been drawn from number one to number ten, please come to the ring!"
Following Elder Chen's words, all twenty warriors jumped onto the ring. After the Great Formation was closed, the Great Realm unfolded in full swing.
At this time, everyone's eyes were on the No. 7 ring, even Lin Yi was no exception.
The two sides fighting in that arena are very strong, and their cultivation bases are both on the eighth level of Nirvana. One is a bearded man, and the other is a young man in a purple robe.
"Everyone, look at the ring No. 7. It's Senior Brother Zhou Huan. He actually played so early today."
"Yeah, his opponent is Hu Kai, Senior Brother Hu, and Senior Brother Hu is not his opponent."
"Of course, Senior Brother Zhou Huan was a disciple of the top 100. I heard that he is ready this time and vowed to return to the top 100."
"Whether he can enter the top 100 or not, he is the strongest among these warriors."
"I think he will definitely enter the top 100. If senior brother Zhou Huan hadn't been injured a while ago, he wouldn't have lost to senior brother Yan Nuo."
On the martial arts arena, the old disciples were discussing in a hurry.
"Zhou Huan, he's very strong!" Lin Yi frowned as he glanced at the bearded man. If he were to meet the opponent now, he would not be sure of victory. The opponent's vitality was too strong, far above him.
Lin Yi noticed this person in the first round yesterday, and only after listening to the conversations of those old disciples did he know that Zhou Huan had once entered the top 100.
As I said before, the disciples of the top 100 are not static. When newcomers enter the top 100, there will naturally be old people who will be squeezed out. It is undeniable that none of the people who can enter the top 100 is weak.
"That's right! As a former top 100 disciple, Zhou Huan must be very strong."
Xiang Feiyan frowned, and then pointed to two people from the old disciple camp of Shoufeng. The person she pointed to was a woman in a pink dress, and the other was a middle-aged man with an imposing appearance.
"Lin Yi, that's Nangong Xiaoai, and that's Zou Kuo. Like Zhou Huan, they are all disciples of the top 100. If you meet them, you have to be careful." Xiang Feiyan reminded.
"Um."
Lin Yi bowed his head secretly. He also noticed these two people yesterday. Besides them, there were five or six strong old disciples, whose breath was not inferior to his own.
In the previous competition of the big competition, only the ten strongest disciples were selected, and then this strongest disciple challenged the top 100 people, so the previous competition can only be regarded as an appetizer, and the latter challenges the top 100 disciples, and the hundred people. The ranking competition of strong disciples is the main course.
Lin Yi was under a lot of pressure. He had a faint feeling that Zhou Huan, Nangong Xiaoai, and Zou Kuo, no matter who he met, he might not be able to win, let alone the top 100 competitions.
"I hope I don't confront them!" Lin Yi smiled bitterly, and said no more. Before the contest started, he still had the confidence to enter the top 100. After seeing these powerful old disciples, Lin Yi knew that he had taken it for granted.
But he wasn't discouraged either. After all, this was a competition between old disciples. He and these people were decades or even hundreds of years behind in cultivation.
"Senior Brother Zhou, I didn't expect my opponent to be you."
In the No. 7 ring, seeing his opponent Hu Kai, his face couldn't help being longer than a pumpkin.
As a warrior at the eighth level of Nirvana, he didn't think he could defeat Zhou Huan.
"Well! Let's do it!" Zhou Huan nodded lightly, not saying much.
"Brother, show mercy!"
Hu Kai heaved a sigh of relief, his thick blood and stellar energy were transpiring, his aura was rising steadily, and when he reached the peak, he sent out the strongest blow.
boom!
However, the gap between the two was too great, a black shadow flashed, and Zhou Huan's terrifying fist still landed on Hu Kai's chest.
A huge force, like a hundred thousand mountains smashed on his body, Hu Kai flew upside down thousands of feet, and smashed heavily on the barrier of the formation.
"Hiss! Instakill! Senior brother Zhou Huan just exploded."
"It's amazing! It's worthy of being one of the top 100 people in the past, and it collapsed like a cow."
"My God, how could this be the case, they both have the same level of cultivation, why is there such a difference in combat power?"
A group of new disciples were dumbfounded. Those disciples in the realm of Shenmen didn't see how Zhou Huan made a move at all, and Hu Kai was sent flying.
"Terrible!" Stronger than Chu Xiaoxiang, she also gave such an evaluation with a pretty face and a dignified face.
"Zhou Huan won, please enter the ring on the 11th."
Zhou Huan walked off the ring calmly, not showing any joy because of his victory over his opponent. His goal was to enter the top 100, so an opponent like Hu Kai would naturally not take it seriously.
He is also among all the players, the first to solve the opponent. In the other nine arenas, fierce battles are still going on.
After a round of screening, the old disciples in the second round are obviously stronger, and the battle is much better than yesterday.
But it also slowed down the progress of the competition. This is normal. There are more and more strong players left, and the time spent is relatively long.
In the fierce competitions, time is quietly passing by. Half the time passed.
"Huang Miaosheng, to advance to the next round, please invite the two sides of No. 136 to enter the No. 4 ring."
Hearing this voice, Lin Yi stepped into the air and landed on the ring No. 4. His number was exactly one hundred and thirty-six.
"Ah! It's Senior Brother Lin Yi. That's great. It's Senior Brother Lin Yi's turn again. I hope he can meet such a decent opponent this time. His opponent in the first round of competition was so bad that he didn't see it at all. His strength."
"Hmm! That's right, I really look forward to Senior Brother Yi showing off his demeanor."
"It's best for his opponent to be a high-level Nirvana fighter. Only such a fighter can force Senior Brother Yi to use his full strength."
"..."
On the other side, an old disciple from the fifth floor of Nirvana also wanted to steal away from ring four. This was a woman, and she saw that her opponent was Lin Yi. She froze in the air at that time, looking like she didn't know what to do.
