Chapter 492: Third round

Gu Zhong glanced at Fengyi's body, looked around, and then landed on the body of the previous Junior Brother Fengyi.
As early as when the wind wing was blown into the air, Wu Xian's face turned pale. At this moment, he suddenly came into contact with Gu Zhong's cold gaze. His whole body trembled, and his body couldn't help but retreat twice. step.
A face was full of horror, and the cold sweat on his forehead fell crazily.
Gu Zhong smiled disdainfully, turned his gaze away, turned to Elder Zhen, and said loudly: "Elder, the outcome is divided."
"This is the end of the matter. As agreed in advance, Wu Xian, take your brothers and sisters down the mountain."
This incident was originally provoked by Fengyi, coupled with Gu Zhongcai’s eye warning, Wu Xian dared to delay more, and quickly raised the Fengyi with a few other juniors. He didn’t want to wait any longer and went down the mountain quickly. Up.
The remaining disciples gradually came back to their senses. The original strongest enemy, Brother Fengyi and the other disciples who sat down with the elders, left, did they have a chance?
There's a ghost... Just now in the battle between Gu Zhong and Fengyi, the souls that scared them were gone. Fengyi was already the highest cultivation level among them, and even Fengyi was defeated. They still had a hammer. opportunity.
Gu Zhong remembered the rules of the competition mentioned by Fengyi. It seemed that a hundred people were fighting on the competition platform, and the remaining ten people entered the third round of competition.
"Junior Sister, what is the content of the third round of competition?"
Zhou Ruoxiao frowned slightly and shook her head, saying, "The rules of this tournament have changed, and I don't know."
"amount…"
"Elder, this seat is new to Cangshan, and I hope to inform the following rules of the competition."
The disciples of the Shangjing Cangshan faction on the side had different expressions. Although this person was the disciple of the white head, he had never even been to Cangshan. Wouldn't it be that he had never enjoyed the best resources of these empires.
Although we can't beat him, as long as we can beat the disciples behind him, we have passed this second round.
I originally thought that passing the first round of the competition was the limit. After all, there were disciples of the second elders, and all of them could pass the first round in no time. When the second round came, the ten people united and helped each other.
Others rely on themselves or the power of a few people to form an alliance, and it is impossible to break the defenses of Fengyi and others.
As a result, Fengyi ran into the ancient bell this time, and the entire army of the disciples under the seat of the second elder was wiped out. The remaining disciples of the third elder and fourth elder were also consciously excellent, and couldn't help but start to move around.
"Oh~ The rule of the third round is that the disciple who wins the second round will compete with the ten direct disciples in charge."
"The winner represents the Cangshan faction to participate in the round of sects."
Gu Zhong nodded and said, "Then there will be no more delays, let's start the second round."
Lin Xiao and others heard that the winner was going to fight against the personal disciple of the head of the Jing Cangshan faction. They were very excited, and their fighting spirit rose wildly.
The surrounding disciples in Beijing opened their eyes one by one, and they looked terrified.
How is this aura... several of them are in the extinction state, and the lowest is the peak of the true pill state...
Is the cultivation base of this disciple better than the master?
...
On the stone platform, ninety people including Gu Zhong are already in place, but it is just a confrontation between the two sides.
The ancient head draped in a sculpture with a cigar in his hand, and Zhou Ruoxiao, Lin Xiao and others stood side by side.
What they faced was the most outstanding personal disciple of the major elders of the Cangshan faction.
It's just that they have different looks at this time, some of them have fierce gleams, and they seem to be dissatisfied with the behavior of Gu Zhong and others just now, and some are cowering, completely losing the desire to fight.
Elder Jia gave an order, and our head Gu took the lead and rushed into the crowd with the disciples.
"puff----"
"boom----"
"Puff--"
"Ahhhh----"
A scream came, and Elder Zhen and Elder Jia were stunned. Every time a disciple flew off the stage, their eyelids would jump unconsciously.
They only saw countless crescent streamers bursting out of the crowd, and a thick layer of ice was formed on the stone platform composed of bluestone slabs. The hurricane brought a biting cold wind and the temperature dropped a few degrees.
Gu Zhong and others leaned against each other and gathered in a circle, with more than a dozen disciples of the Shangjing Cangshan faction lying under their feet.
Either they had been frozen into ice, maintaining a forward posture, or they had been hit by the crescent streamer and fell to the ground screaming.
Others were directly punched and flew out tens of meters, facing the slate without knowing whether to live or die.
In less than ten minutes, the disciple of the Cangshan School, Da Bi, the second round ended with the fastest speed in history.
The ten people who are still standing are as calm as they were when they played.
"This…"
"The test is over! Quickly untie the ice on them."
Elder Jia first announced that because among the few people who were frozen into ice, there were his personal disciples.
As the so-called disciple of whose family feels distressed, Fengyi was beaten so badly by Gu Zhong just now, Elder Jia didn't say anything.
But at this time, seeing his disciple frozen into ice sculptures, he immediately announced the end of the competition.
"Junior Sister~"
Gu Zhong yelled, Zhou Ruoxiao raised his eyes slightly, and the ice on the ground quickly faded like a tide. The thawed people shivered several times in a row, and looked at Zhou Ruoxiao with horrified eyes.
"You won the second round."
Elder Zhen announced the result again. Although the result was the same as he expected, he did not expect it to be so fast.
"When will the third round of competition begin?"
Gu Zhong just wanted to quickly end this disciple competition, and then take his disciples to participate in the round of ten major sects.
"Um... After two consecutive matches, don't you need to take a break first?"
"In the third round of the competition, you are going to fight against the direct disciple of the head."
Although I have said it before, Elder Zhen couldn't help but emphasize it again.
"The essence of human beings is really a repeater..."
"What?" Elder Zhen didn't understand why Gu Zhong would suddenly mention the repeater...
"Nothing, no need to rest, just do it all at once."
"time is money."
"Is the head of Gu very short of money?" Elder Zhen couldn't keep up with Gu Zhong's thinking.
"Hey, come according to your rules." Gu Zhong found that he couldn't hold the old man in front of him, so he had to give up.
"According to the normal arrangement, the first and second rounds of the disciples will take one day, and the third round will be the next day."
"But now it's only an hour away from the start of the competition. If Gu Master wants to, we can also start the third round of the competition in the afternoon."
After comforting his disciples, Elder Jia came slowly.
"Alright, let's start this afternoon."
After speaking, he took the disciples down the mountain.
"Old Jia, you did it on purpose."
After Gu Zhong left, Elder Zhen said a little displeased.