The Golden Radiance Sacred Sect not only lost, but their disciples were also severely abused.

From how they were carried down, it wasn’t hard to see they had experienced dual damage to both body and spirit.

“How pitiful!”

“The Eternal Sect disciples were really too ruthless!”

The audience discussed, while also understanding the cruel side of the Eternal Sect.

Those participating sect disciples also couldn’t help but grow nervous, worried that if they continued onward and encountered them in the next round, would they also be abused extremely miserably?

No need to worry.

As long as they weren’t targeted, they were safe.

The second-rate Proud World Sacred Sect was the exception, because Ao Wushuang had previously performed so arrogantly that even if Jun Changxiao didn’t care, he had long been remembered in the heart of another narrow-minded person—Ye Xingchen.

“Trash.”

The Night Emperor looked toward that arrogant fellow across the way, thinking darkly: “Better not get eliminated.”

“Hmm?”

Ao Wushuang looked over, the corner of his mouth rising in disdain.

Although this Eternal Sect disciple had just performed quite well, in his eyes he was just a crude piece of trash.

“Golden Radiance Sacred Sect eliminated. Victor—Eternal Sect!” The referee’s slightly weak voice rang out in the venue and transmitted through the light screens to all the cities across the continent.

Why weak?

Wasn’t it due to frequently coming up to intervene?

“Won again!”

“Eternal Sect won again!”

When the referee’s voice echoed through Qingyang Commandery, all the cities once again fell into celebration.

Yi Tianxing again sat in his chair, his facial expression changing from dazed to wildly joyful, finally covering his face with both hands, his body trembling violently—whether laughing or crying was unclear!

Breaking the curse to make the second round, now making the third round.

This newly promoted fifth-rate sect had been continuously creating new records for Southwest Yang Province sects!

Pride, glory!

Mu Changhong in the City Lord’s Manor also wore a face full of smiles.

The strength displayed by the Eternal Sect had already far exceeded his expectations.

This time and scene.

Was truly an excellent opportunity to advertise.

But Jun Changxiao sat honestly and properly in place, because the ten burly men beside him were staring fixedly at him. There was simply no way to heaven, no door to earth!

“Aiya!”

He clutched his stomach: “My stomach hurts…”

“Here!”

A burly man tossed over a wooden bucket, saying indifferently: “Crap in here!”

“…”

Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched, then he pointed toward the sky, exclaiming: “Look quickly, an airplane!”

The ten burly men remained unmoved, their eyes still fixed unblinkingly on him.

“Fine.”

Jun Changxiao gave up, leaning back in his chair with closed eyes to rest, while simultaneously releasing his spiritual thought to continue infiltrating the projection array, but repeatedly met with obstruction and returned empty-handed.

The organizers had done extremely perfectly in guarding against fire, theft, and Changxiao.

…

The second round of duels continued. Various sects successively mounted the platform, all eighteen martial skills on full display, fighting brilliantly and excitingly.

After the Eternal Sect disciples returned to their positions, they would also selectively observe battles.

For example, Xiao Zuiji had his mind on Zhao Dazhuang, and when he appeared, he would carefully pay attention.

“Swish!”

“Swish!”

On the dueling platform, sword light flashed.

“Clang—”

Shortly after, that Spirit Sword Sect disciple elegantly sheathed his sword. Several participating fighters standing beside him had their upper garments cut with sword marks, but their skin wasn’t injured.

“Such a fast sword!”

“Worthy of being a sword dao genius who comprehended the Fast Character Extreme Realm!”

“This Spirit Sword Sect also has great potential!”

Hearing the discussions of nearby sect bosses, Jun Changxiao stroked his chin, saying: “That fellow is Jian Feiyun then.”

From the materials Tang Ren provided, this person had much written about him.

Mainly he was a sword cultivator who had also comprehended a type of Sword Realm, making his actual strength the most difficult to determine.

“Zhou Hong should care quite a bit, right?”

Indeed, when Jun Changxiao looked toward this disciple of his, he saw him constantly staring at Jian Feiyun, his gaze flashing with strong battle intent.

Some might ask, can weapons be used in the Dragon-Tiger Championship?

Yes, as long as both participating sides agree, it would change from unarmed combat to armed combat.

The competition continued.

Next to take the stage was the Proud World Sacred Sect.

Ao Wushuang again used just one person to knock down all opponents, displaying extremely formidable combat power!

He could be so arrogant because he truly had the capital.

“Swish!”

After Ao Wushuang descended from the platform, he stopped at the Eternal Sect waiting area, making a provocative gesture of thumbs down toward Ye Xingchen.

“…”

Li Qingyang and the others’ mouths twitched.

In the sect, Ye Xingchen had the most explosive temper. This guy repeatedly provoking him was equivalent to wildly testing on the line between life and death!

“Senior Brother.”

Li Fei said in a low voice: “I bet when Night Senior Brother meets that fellow, he can abuse him until he can’t get out of bed for half a year.”

“Half a year is too little.”

Tian Qi said: “In my opinion, he’ll need to lie down for at least two or three years.”

“No.”

Su Xiaomo said seriously: “With Night Senior Brother’s personality, that fellow will probably die on the dueling platform.”

“Ah?”

Li Fei and Tian Qi were startled.

Causing a death would make things serious!

Li Qingyang was also worried about this, so he hurriedly transmitted: “Night Junior Brother, if you really encounter this person, you must control your emotions. You absolutely cannot do anything extreme.”

Ye Xingchen’s gaze was coldly stern: “Do I look like someone who would act rashly?”

Whoosh whoosh!

Killing intent permeated!

Li Qingyang and the others’ mouths twitched, thinking in unison: “Yes!”

…

After most of the day’s competition, the second round ended.

The four first-rate sects continued their dominance, smoothly advancing to the third round.

The fourth-rate sects from other provinces were completely wiped out. The lowest-ranked sect still remaining on the Dragon-Tiger Championship platform was a third-rate sect.

Of course.

Except for the Eternal Sect.

This fifth-rate sect advancing to the third round actually caused less shock than yesterday.

After all, they had advanced in the first round by stepping on a first-rate sect, then defeating a second-rate sect seemed quite normal.

“Fifty sects remain. Who knows what level opponent Eternal Sect will draw tomorrow.”

“Looking at the strength displayed in the first two matches, unless they draw another first-rate sect, it would be hard for second or third-rate sects alone to stop this dark horse’s advancing steps!”

“Iron Fist Gate and Spirit Sword Sect have very good strength. Especially Zhao Dazhuang and Jian Feiyun are very formidable—they might not lack the qualifications to battle the Eternal Sect.”

Although the Dragon-Tiger Championship had many disciples fighting together, if an extremely dominant existence appeared, they could completely turn the tide with their individual power alone.

Like last year’s finals.

A second-rate sect versus a first-rate sect. Although overall strength was inferior, even in one-on-one mode they had consecutively lost many matches, when the core disciple fought, he consecutively won thirteen matches, directly locking in victory and seizing the championship.

This was typical heroism.

Although it went against the Dragon-Tiger Championship’s purpose, every competition would have one person carry one sect forward.

In the eyes of many strong individuals, Iron Fist Gate’s Zhao Dazhuang and Spirit Sword Sect’s Jian Feiyun undoubtedly possessed the ability to turn the tide alone!

So many first and second-rate sects didn’t dare underestimate these two third-rate sects.

If they encountered them in the next round, they would definitely go all out!

Of course.

They were even more wary of the Eternal Sect.

Because after two matches, this sect seemed to have more than one disciple who could turn the tide alone!

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