Chapter 3092 (1/2)

On this side of the ancient gate, only 13 disciples have advanced to the tenth round.

Xia Shan'er and Ning Xiaoyao are also promoted smoothly.

The two women each won a jade medal.

The 50 friars who had been promoted to the 10th round got the number plate and returned to their seats.

”The tenth round of challenge arena battle of Qianqiu martial arts competition officially started. The No.1 ancient instrument menning Xiaoyao was against the No.2 Zhaoyang Zong Dingqing.” Luo Cheng began to announce the match information.

Ning Xiaoyao happens to be number one. She flies up and lands in the middle of the challenge arena with a jade medal in her hand.

”Come on, saint!”

”The saint will win, win this one!”

On this side of the stand, many disciples cheered for Ning Xiaoyao.

”Elder martial sister demon, you are sure to win!”

Xia Shan'er also clenches the powder fist, regardless of shyness, pulls the voice to cheer for Ning Xiaoyao.

Ning Xiaoyao is lucky. Her opponent is a semi immortal monk in zhaoyangzong. Her accomplishments are not as good as her own.

Shen Lang glanced at the monk of Zhaoyang sect who was fighting Ning Xiaoyao. Knowing that there was no suspense, he simply closed his eyes.

At the beginning of the duel, it was a battle without suspense.

Ning Xiaoyao's opening story is a story of the fifth terrace Fairy Art ”frost dragon descending from the sky”, which freezes the immortal weapon of the Zhaoyang sect disciple and forces the opponent to surrender and dare not fight again.

After all, for Banxian, the fifth terrace fairy art can kill people, and the Zhaoyang sect disciple did not dare to make fun of his own life.

In this way, Ning Xiaoyao has no pressure to advance to the last round.

All the disciples of the ancient utensil sect were jubilant, and the elders were all happy. Ning Xiaoyao won a place first, which was regarded as stabilizing people's hearts.

It's a pity that the disciples of the ancient utensils sect didn't go as smoothly as Ning Xiaoyao.

The friars who can be promoted to the tenth round are all semi immortals at the top level.

After Ning Xiaoyao, the two ancient utensils disciples lost the challenge.

When the morale on this side of the ancient gate was low, Luo Cheng yelled: ”the next game, the No. 11 ancient gate is in a storm, against the No. 12 ancient gate Lu Peng.”

”Wow

As soon as Luo Cheng's words came to an end, the pot burst on this side of the door.

”Damn, it's too bad. It's a fight with a monk!”

”Well, a place has been wasted.”

”Elder martial brother Lu Peng and younger martial brother Shen Lang...”

There is a lot of discussion among the disciples of the ancient vessel sect.

All the elders looked at each other with dissatisfaction. The disciples finally advanced to the tenth round, but they didn't expect to compete with each other.

There is no doubt that the door of ancient utensils suffered a great loss.

”Elder martial brother, this...” Xia Shan'er's eyebrows are frowning. Although she has a simple mind, she can guess that it may be Lu Peng's intention.

”Ha ha, I finally have a chance to fight against Shen Lang, which is just what I want!”

Lu Peng showed a grim smile at the corner of his mouth.

Shen Lang glances at Lu Peng. It's no wonder that this guy just followed him. He peeked at his jade card number and deliberately picked a jade card with adjacent number.

Ning Xiaoyao's jade feet gently kicked the waves, and said: ”Shen Lang, give Lu Peng a little color to see if he won the battle!”