Heaven-devouring Sword Emperor

However, Loong Che didn't take Qing Tianzi's deliberate attempt to make things difficult for him seriously.    

    

He was able to get first place in the first round. Perhaps in Qing Tianzi's opinion, he had a special way to get rid of the pressure from the Nine Heavens Immortal Stairway.    

    

If it was a real battle, he probably wouldn't have such a powerful technique.    

    

Therefore, Qing Tianzi changed his mind at the last minute.    

    

However, in Loong Che's opinion, making things difficult for him was just a joke.    

    

Coincidentally, he had just absorbed a huge amount of energy from the Nine Heavens Immortal Stairway and advanced to the cultivation level. He was in need of a hot-blooded battle, and the second round of the battle had arrived just in time.    

    

Therefore, Loong Che did not retort. He directly flew down from the Nine Heavens Immortal Stairway.    

    

In the blink of an eye, he landed on the arena of the second round of the competition in front of everyone's stunned eyes.    

    

His action immediately attracted everyone's attention.    

    

Clearly, given Loong Che's talent, he would have his own choice even if he entered the Southern Xia Martial Palace.    

    

After all, the four great palaces and the Danwu Hall in the Southern Xia Martial Palace were all different in terms of cultivation.    

    

There were specialties in cultivation. If he chose the wrong one, it would surely have a huge impact on his path of cultivation in the future.    

    

When he saw Loong Che choose to participate in the second round of the competition, a cold light shot out from Zhu Changkong's eyes once again.    

    

"The opportunity has come..."    

    

Zhu Changkong said coldly. After that, he whispered something into Ling Yufeng's ear.    

    

A cold expression slowly surfaced on Ling Yufeng's face after he heard Zhu Changkong's instructions.    

    

After which, he slowly lifted his eyes and looked at Zhu Changkong. The yellow-robed, vulgar man...    

    

After Loong Che flew towards the second round of the competition, the blue-clothed man, shen Bing, did not choose to continue the second round of the competition.    

    

To him, he had already completed his goal of entering the Southern Xia Martial Palace. As for which Martial Palace he would enter, it didn't matter.    

    

However, what shocked everyone was that the girl carrying the Long Sword, Lu Youyou, was currently walking towards the battlefield of the second round.    

    

She seemed to have a goal in her heart...    

    

Two of the top three in the first round actually chose to participate in the second round of the competition. This scene was indeed shocking to everyone.    

    

However, Qing Tianzi was the host today. What he said was the rules. If anyone wanted to refute him, they could only be eliminated.    

    

Therefore, after a wave of discussion, the second round of the competition officially began.    

    

This selection was to select the top 80 disciples from the 200 plus disciples, and then enter the outer circle of the Southern Xia Martial Palace.    

    

The competition was also carried out by drawing lots. Those who drew the same number of lots from the first to the 42nd set would be the opponents, and the first round of competition would be carried out.    

    

At this moment, Loong Che also drew a number lazily. Twenty-eight.    

    

After drawing their lots, everyone walked towards the warzone.    

    

There were a total of forty warzones on that huge warzone. The space was very spacious, enough to accommodate forty contestants to compete.    

    

"Damn it, I'm number fifteen. Which unlucky guy slapped number fifteen? Come out and let this young master slap you to death!"