All of Xiao Fan's ears were wide open. For fear of missing something, Jun Ruohuan explained to him carefully. Xiao Fan was more confident about the Celestial Ranking Tournament.

"I don't know the specific rules for the third round of advancement, because this is often changing, but in the end, only the first 22 people can advance to the third round." Jun Ruohuan shook his head.

Several people looked disappointed, and Jun Ruohuan added: "You don't have to worry, the contestant will definitely explain the advanced rules by then."

"That's true, I know it now, and it's not very useful. The Celestial Ranking Tournament hasn't started yet." Xiao Fan nodded.

Originally, he found that the Celestial Ranking Tournament would be boring, but now he discovered that it might bring him unexpected surprises.

If Xiao Fan wants to break through, he has to strengthen his body and soul, and if he wants to strengthen his body and soul, he has to refine a lot of divinity.

Ordinary divine stones and divine spirit energy can't satisfy him at all, and the speed of swallowing them is extremely slow. If this continues, if you want to break through the ancient gods, you still don't know how long?

But now, Xiao Fan saw hope. As long as he swallowed and refined the divinity of countless godheads, Xiao Fan wouldn't believe it, he couldn't break through the ancient gods.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan showed expectation in his heart. He was thinking, if he refines a large amount of divine nature and melts into his flesh, what level of physical strength will he reach?

"Is the third round a personal battle, but according to the rankings?" Zhuo Tianhong couldn't help but ask.

Jun Ruohuan nodded and said: "The third round is the time to truly test personal strength. However, the second round will also be divided into an order. The strongest will fight with the lowest ranked person, and so on. The cardinal number, the person in the middle has a bye, and the last three win or lose according to the theory of victory."

"The rules are clear, and then I can only rely on myself." Xiao Fan said with a slight gaze.

"The first two rounds should not be difficult for the son, but in the third round, I still hope that the son is careful. The ten geniuses of the nine palaces and thirteen sects are indeed not worthy of a name. Xuan Baiyi is only ranked among the ten people. That's it." Jun Ruohuan reminded.

Xiao Fan nodded, he would naturally not underestimate the enemy. Although he defeated Xuan Baiyi, Xuan Baiyi's strength is indeed not weak. If he fights again, Xiao Fan may not be able to defeat him so easily.

However, Xiao Fan also has his self-confidence, even if he encounters a stronger genius, he is sure of winning.

"Perhaps, I have to practice a few magical abilities when I look back, and I don't have to press down if I have too many skills." Xiao Fan said in his heart.

In the previous battle with Xuan Baiyi, Xiao Fan also clearly realized his shortcomings. Although his supernatural powers were powerful, there were only a few.

In case someone can restrain his supernatural powers, or endless caves, it will be very difficult at that time.

It is always a good thing to practice more magical powers. For one thing, you can have more magical powers, and secondly, you can hide your hole cards at the bottom of the box.

Several people chatted for a while, and then left.

There are still a few hours before dawn, and they are just right to replenish their energy and make the final preparations for the first round of the competition tomorrow.

Under the curtain of night, Xiao Fan sat alone in front of the window, holding a blood-colored jade box in his hand, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes.

If Gui Tianchou saw the blood-colored jade box, he would definitely be surprised, because the blood-colored jade box contained the legendary **** king.

"Unfortunately, the other jade box was snatched by God Wuxin, otherwise, I have another big hole card." Xiao Fan whispered in his heart.

Immediately there was a ruthless look in his eyes, saying: "It is too wasteful to use this jade box to deal with a Xuan Ye. If it can destroy the Xuantian Sword Sect, it is still worth the money."

If others heard Xiao Fan's words, they would be horrified. Xiao Fan actually possessed the ability to destroy a second-rate force.

The moonlight was like water, and Xiao Fan slowly fell into meditation. He also found several magical powers in the Asura inheritance to make the soul itself understand.

The first and second rounds of the competition are not used, but the third round should be available. With his talent, even an Earth-level supernatural power star picker can easily practice, let alone other supernatural powers.

What Xiao Fan didn't know, the news of his defeat of Xuan Baiyi had spread quickly with the help of the cultivators who led the way in Longteng Mansion.

At this moment, on the top of a magnificent hall in Longteng Tiancheng, stood a young man in a silver shirt. The young man was magnificent and his cultivation was unfathomable.

He has long silver hair, handsome and cold, as if he wants to melt into the moonlight, cold and dusty, not stained by the world.

"Huh!" A figure flew down from the sky, as if from the middle of the moon, stopped not far from the silver-haired youth, and respectfully said: "Young Master, Xuan Baiyi is defeated."

"Oh?" A strange color flashed across the stern face of the silver-haired youth.

"It's a young man named Xiao Fan, from Youyun Mansion, and the leader of a third-rate force. His subordinates only know so much information for the time being. Do you need to thoroughly investigate this person?" The figure respectfully said.

"No need." The silver-haired young man said disapprovingly.

In his opinion, Xiao Fan did not have the qualifications to make him use his heart. If Xiao Fan was strong enough, he would naturally encounter it. If he was not strong, he might not be able to survive the first round.

The same thing happened in an elegant restaurant. On the wine table by the window, a young man holding a hip flask was sitting paralyzed. The young man wore a turquoise robe, bare his chest, and hung on his chest. The handle of a small sword, the whole person is quite bohemian.

Gulong! Gulong!

The young man kept filling his mouth with the jug, as if he was drinking water. With a snap, the jug was pressed against the table by him, but his body was a little swayed.

"Young Master, tomorrow will be the Celestial Ranking Tournament, you..." At this moment, a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of him, taking down the hip flask in the hands of the young man with some worry.

"Hiccup, Yu'er, you're here." The Qingpao youth burped a drink, and looked at the person who had always been, but she was a young girl in a blue dress. The girl was beautiful and elegant.

The Qingpao youth wanted to grab the hip flask, but saw the woman in the green skirt step back a few steps, he waved and shouted, "Little Er, three more pots."

"Young Master, you still drink!" The girl in the green skirt was angry, her eyes full of resentment, and said, "Did you know that Xuan Baiyi was defeated?"

"What's so strange about Xuan Baiyi being defeated?" The Qingpao youth's tone was very flat, as if he was talking about a trivial thing.

The woman in the green skirt was speechless for a while. She knew the patience of the young man in front of her. In front of the other party, this incident was really not a big deal.

However, she still took the arm of the Qingpao youth and pulled it out: "You can't drink anymore, or you will be drunk. It is estimated that you will be over to sleep in the Celestial Ranking Tournament tomorrow."

"Young Master, I can't fall a thousand cups, how can I be drunk?" The Qingpao youth shouted, but unfortunately, he still couldn't help the woman in the blue skirt, and was dragged out of the restaurant by force.

Such things happened everywhere, and almost everyone knew that Xuan Baiyi was defeated overnight.

As the person involved, Xiao Fan knew nothing. He was still immersed in meditation, waiting for the next day of the Celestial Ranking Tournament.