Ten days later, the first round of Tianjiao battle was over.

The 500 Tianjiao who gathered in Haiyue City were eliminated by half, leaving only 250 people.

And the remaining 250 people, ultimately only 50 people, can go to the capital of Qin and participate in the next stage of Tianjiao war.

Therefore, next, another 200 Tianjiao will be eliminated.

Because of the number of people, if you want not to be eliminated next, you can only continue to accumulate wins.

The more wins, the higher the ranking. As long as you can rank in the top 50, you can not be eliminated.

Such a rule is quite similar to the Tianjiao battle in the first and second stages.

At this stage, the intensity of the fight is also conceivable. Among the 250 Tianjiao, the strong spirit and bone accounted for a considerable part, and the strong spirit and pulse only a small group of people.

Among the casinos of all sizes in Haiyue City, it turned out that they had opened openings to make a profit from this Tianjiao battle.

Many martial artists are also interested. They come to these casinos to bet that their favorite Tianjiao can win.

Of course, the more famous and powerful Tianjiao is, the lower the odds are, while those who seem to be weak have higher odds.

Among them, Fang Lin's odds are also relatively high. After all, his strength is not so strong in the eyes of many people.

After the opening, Dugu Nian ran all over the casino and bet heavily on Fang Lin.

"Hum, when the Tianjiao war is over, I will make a lot of money." Dugu Nian said to Fang Lin with a helpless face.

"You even ran to bet." Fang Lin knocked on her forehead.

Dugu Nian rubbed his head and said reluctantly, "why can't you bet? You haven't seen that the king of Pingbei has gone to bet. The master has bet on you."

Fang Lin smelled the words, and his expression was wonderful. It was really like his teacher and his apprentice. All masters ran to bet, and Dugu Nian also bet, which was nothing.

"If I lose, don't you lose miserably?" Fang Lin joked.

Dugu Nian glanced at Fang Lin: "Master said, if you dare to lose, you will be charged with this account."

Fang Lin was speechless, what a Ye Mengxian.

The next day, the Tianjiao battle continued, and everyone's opponent was still determined by drawing lots.

There are still a few people on the VIP stage, and there are more people in Haiyue City than a few days ago, which is almost to the extent of a sea of people.

"Finally, it's the second round. I came all the way to see this Tianjiao battle."

"Who didn't come all the way here? We all came from the Yuan Dynasty."

"You say, who is the strongest of the remaining 250 Tianjiao in Haiyue City?"

"Your question is boring. Who is the strongest? We won't know until we fight. What's the use of our talk."

"Of course, it's more interesting to predict first."

"Is there any prediction? Of course, the seventh Prince is the strongest. Others can't compete with the seventh prince at all"

"Hehe, I know you are from the state of Qin. Go aside."

"One armed man Shen fan is the most powerful."

"There is no doubt that Yunlan Princess of the Yuan Dynasty is the strongest."

Before the lottery began, many people had argued. Everyone had his own pride of support. They were so red faced and thick necked that no one was willing to give in.

But after all, this is a Tianjiao battle based on strength. Only real strength can distinguish between the top and the bottom, not more than whose supporters or voice.

The master of Haiyue City stood on the VIP stage, and after saying something, he directly began to draw lots.

As before, the draw was conducted by four people, including King Pingbei and ye Mengxian, and a total of five people, including Shanghai Yuecheng master.

When the names of ten people were read out, Haiyue City was boiling up and down.

Because Ling Wushuang is one of the ten people

And Ling Wushuang's opponent is Dugu Nian

When seeing the result of the lottery, ye Mengxian on the VIP stage suddenly changed slightly, and Fang Lin, who was outside the branch of danmeng, also changed his eyes.

Standing beside Fang Lin, Dugu Nian was stunned, and then showed a smile.

"Alas, I didn't expect it to be my turn." Dugu Nian said casually.

Fang Lin frowned and looked at Dugu Nian, "you're not the opponent of that woman. Just admit defeat."

Dugu Nian said unhappily, "why should I admit defeat as soon as I go up? You look down on me so much."

Fang Lin looked serious: "I'm not kidding you. Ling Wushuang is from the Ling family. She has a deep grudge against me. She knows the relationship between me and you. If it's right, she won't show mercy to you."

Dugu Nian snorted, "I don't need her to be merciful. Who loses and who wins is not sure."

Fang Lin sighed darkly, isn't it obvious who loses and who wins? Ling Wushuang's strength is too strong, and now Dugu Nian has no chance of winning.

"I hope you admit defeat." Fang Lin grabbed Dugu Nian's shoulder and said very seriously.

Seeing this, Dugu Nian didn't speak, clenched his fist secretly and nodded.

"I see." With that, Dugu Nian flew up and came to the high platform.

Seeing Dugu Nian appear, ye Mengxian on the VIP stage was also involuntarily worried. She knew that Dugu Nian's strength was unparalleled to Shangling, and there was almost no worse lottery than this.

Ling Wushuang appeared, stood opposite Dugu Nian, with a sneer on his face, and looked at Dugu Nian jokingly.

"I didn't expect to meet you. It seems that I'm lucky." Ling Wushuang said, and his words were full of disdain for Dugu Nian.

Dugu Nian looked cold: "do you think you can win?"

Ling Wushuang gently raised his mouth: "isn't it?"

Boom

The invisible momentum diffused out and came towards Dugu Nian.

Although Dugu Nian worked with inner strength, the gap between him and Ling Wushuang was too big. Even if the other party didn't fight, it was just a momentum, which had made Dugu Nian difficult to support, and his body repeatedly regressed, and his face looked pale.

The gap is not only the gap in strength, but also the gap in realm, which is too big to describe.

"Admit defeat, admit defeat, what are you waiting for" below, Fang Lin didn't see Dugu Nian admit defeat, with a worried face, and he couldn't wait to rush up to bring Dugu Nian back.

Unfortunately, Dugu Nian didn't admit defeat. She had her own stubbornness and didn't want to admit defeat, especially to Ling Wushuang.

With her palm raised, the long sword appeared in Dugu Nian's hand. Although she was petite, at the moment, she seemed to be a little tall.

"Hehe, you are so ridiculous. Can't you see the gap between you and me?" Ling Wushuang shook his head and laughed, mocking on his face.

"There is so much nonsense," Dugu Nian said coldly.