Chapter 259 Second Victory!

In the second round, Ye Yuan's opponent was No. 49.

Since Ye Yuan won in the first round, he automatically entered the winner's bracket.

The warriors of the winner group have already established their status as core disciples.

As for the disciples who lost in the first round, they need to compete in the loser's group. The loser group also needs to continue to compete until the five losers in the last round will compete with the top five of the outer disciples!

The winner continues to retain the identity of the core disciple, and the loser is automatically eliminated to become the outer disciple.

The winner group also has to continue to face off until the top three are produced.

The top three disciples will compete with the last three among the elite disciples. The winner will be promoted to the elite disciple, and the loser will become the core disciple.

With such a cruel competition system, no matter how talented you are, you will not dare to slack off.

If you relax a little, you will be overtaken by others.

Even the core disciples like Zeng Yu will spend a lot of time cultivating, otherwise they will be eliminated sooner or later.

If Ye Yuan wins this round again, he will enter the top fifty!

Regardless of the fact that there are as many as 200 core disciples, but if they can win two consecutive rounds and enter the top 50, it must be a powerful generation.

Even if they are lucky enough to pass the first round, they will basically be brushed off in the second round.

Ye Yuan's opponent was named Wang Dong, an eighth-level spiritual liquid warrior.

Yang Hao from Danziying is also at the eighth level of spiritual fluid, but compared to Wang Dong's strength, it is not worth mentioning at all.

Wang Dong's strength is also excellent in the Dizi Camp. Except for those who are at the ninth level of spiritual fluid and the peak of the ninth level of spiritual fluid, Wang Dong is basically the strongest!

In the last big competition, Wang Dong smashed his halberd into the sand in the second round.

Now that his strength has made great progress, in this competition, the goal he set for himself is to enter the third round!

When he saw Ye Yuan, who was facing the fourth level of spiritual fluid, he couldn't help feeling relieved.

This is really a gift from God!

"Hey, you are No. 52?" Wang Dong suddenly remembered, wasn't his opponent the No. 52 who won the first round?

Ye Yuan knew what he was thinking, and couldn't help but smile: "Of course, otherwise why would I be standing here?"

Wang Dong couldn't help but wondered: "How did you pass the first round of the fourth-level strength of the spiritual liquid? It's even faster than Senior Brother Tianyu!"

"The opponent just fought against me a few days ago. He knew that he was not my opponent, so he just conceded defeat." Ye Yuan didn't hide it, he said honestly.

"Ah? So that's the case, then your luck is really good! It is estimated that your opponents should be the best ones in the Herringbone Camp, right? Otherwise, with your strength, it is estimated that it will be difficult to win." Wang Dong couldn't help but A moment of emotion.

He was feeling Ye Yuan's good luck, and he was also feeling his own good luck.

Isn't it God's will to meet such an opponent in the second round?

Wang Dong couldn't help but imagine that if his luck was a little bit better, if he ran into a less powerful opponent in the third round, he might even be able to enter the fourth round!

This is a historic breakthrough!

Ye Yuan was already well-known among the elders of the Pill Hall, but among the core disciples, he was actually not that famous.

Although there were elders who kept looking for **** a few days ago, Ye Yuan never showed up, so not many of the core disciples really knew Ye Yuan.

Of course, even if Wang Dong knew about Ye Yuan, it would not affect his judgment on Ye Yuan's strength.

Wang Dong can handle things like Zeng Yu with one hand. Although this junior brother is quite powerful and can fight beyond the ranks, he is obviously still a little tender when he wants to fight against himself across four small realms.

Ye Yuan didn't know about Wang Dong's Xiao Jiujiu, and he didn't break it. He just smiled: "Yes, luck is indeed good."

The other party is feeling good luck, why is Ye Yuan not feeling good luck?

This sect competition is going to be several rounds, and the opponents behind are getting stronger and stronger. If he encounters a strong man directly, it will be a lot of consumption.

Those opponents who are at the ninth level of spiritual liquid or even half-step condensate are not so easy to defeat.

And now, Ye Yuan's target is no one else, just Tianyu three people.

At this moment, Elder Feng's voice sounded again: "The second round, start now!"

Ye Yuan and Wang Dong saluted each other, and the second round officially started!

After giving the salute, Wang Dong did not move. He stood with his hands behind his back, and said loudly, "Junior brother, let's make a move first. I'm afraid that once I make a move, you won't have a chance."

Xu Shi felt that he was a little embarrassed to meet such a weak opponent, and Wang Dong felt that Ye Yuan should make the move first.

Ye Yuan didn't expect Wang Dong to give the initiative to himself so vigorously, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Are you sure?"

Wang Dong nodded: "Of course! I, Wang Dong, always say the same thing!"

Ye Yuan said: "Then I'm welcome."

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Yuan's figure instantly turned into nine.

"Nine swords!"

Ye Yuan gave a soft drink, and nine sword lights flew out in a rush, taking Wang Dong directly.

Wang Dong had a master attitude at first, but when he saw nine swords flying over the sky and covering the sky, he immediately complained.

If he had the upper hand, he and Ye Yuan would still be able to entangle.

But facing Ye Yuan's ultimate move, how could Wang Dong be able to withstand it?

You must know that when Ye Yuan was still in the spirit liquid realm, he used this trick to force Sarutobi to retreat!

Now that Ye Yuan is at the fourth level of spiritual fluid, how powerful is this style, how can Wang Dong, who is at the eighth level of spiritual fluid, be able to resist?

Wang Dong flashed three sword lights and blocked two sword lights with his weapon, and was finally hit by the sixth sword light.

Then, the seventh, eighth, and ninth sword beams cut holes in his body in a destructive way. The huge impact directly knocked him out of the ring.

If it wasn't for Ye Yuan's mercy, he would already be a corpse at this time.

It's too late, it's too soon. From Ye Yuan's shot to Wang Dong's flying out, it took less than a breath of time.

One move to defeat the enemy! Second victory!

"Ring No. 49, No. 52 wins!" Elder Feng's voice sounded the first again.

"Isn't it? Who is this No. 52? How come he was the first to win?"

"If the first round was a fluke, what about the second round? Where did this little-known No. 52 come from?"

"It's so weird! Senior Brother Tianyu, Senior Sister Yu'er, they haven't won yet, and this number 52 will win?"

Ye Yuan's victory caused a commotion again.

Tianyu's face darkened slightly, and the sword in his hand was a little faster.

After three moves, Tianyu knocked the opponent into the air and won!

Tianyu's opponent in the second round was the ninth layer of spiritual fluid, and he was quite strong.

Compared with Ye Yuan's one move to defeat the enemy, he was naturally much slower.

In the second arena, a graceful figure danced in the wind.

But when she heard Elder Feng's voice, her movements were obviously stagnant for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that graceful figure was several times faster!

After the same three moves, Tang Yuer won!