Chaos God's Nest

It has to be said that the result of the lottery is already good, but Yan Xiaohuang is still very worried about it.

Compared with the qualifying competition, the draw competition had significantly more participants. Including the eight teams that advanced in the qualifying competition, there were actually a total of sixty-three teams.

However, it is not that simple to qualify to enter the Barbarian Ancestral Tower. For Yan Xiaohuang and others, the points they have earned must be at least third in their group before they are eligible to advance to the next level. of the knockout round.

Within a group, there are nine teams, and each team has at least seven games between them. Not to mention that there will inevitably be some changes in the middle of the schedule. After all, there is still a gap in strength between the players.

Although Yan Xiaohuang is confident that he can maintain his undefeated record, there is no guarantee that others will do the same, especially since there is a strong team in the same group as everyone else, and the strength of the outer domain monks in it is not low. He is even more eyeing for the qualification to enter the Barbarian Ancestral Tower.

On the way back to the inn, Yan Xiaohuang kept thinking in his mind that if it didn't work out, he would do it alone.

"Brother Yuan? What are you thinking about?" Fusheng looked at his words and couldn't help but stepped forward and asked.

"I'm thinking about tomorrow's competition!" Yan Xiaohuang replied.

"Brother Yuan, are you worried about something?"

"Well! There are nine teams, and only the top three can advance to the knockout rounds. It's a bit difficult!"

Hearing this, Fusheng also had a wry smile on his face: "You're right! It's indeed a bit difficult! But there seems to be nothing we can do!"

"Hey! Let's go back to the inn first! We'll talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow!"

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Early the next morning, Yan Xiaohuang and others arrived at the competition venue early. Hua Chen and Jun Bei also appeared, following behind them.

In the past three days, these two people have not seen anyone, and their whereabouts are even more strange. Now they have not broken their appointment.

The group everyone is in is the fifth group, and they happen to be assigned to the fifth arena.

Regarding this, Yan Xiaohuang also looked at the huge arena in front of him and touched his chin and said: "Sixty-three teams, every nine teams is in a group, which is exactly seven groups, corresponding to seven arenas. The process is a bit slow!"

"Yes! According to the history of previous competitions, most group matches last for seven days!" Man Hong, the old patriarch, stepped forward and nodded in response.

According to the rules of the knockout rounds, everyone must play in the next schedule, but the opponents are random. The strength of the match depends on luck. Of course, if the strength is strong enough, it doesn't matter.

"The first match is between our tribe and the Manyan tribe. Who among you is willing to take the lead?" Man Hong turned to the crowd and asked.

"I'll do it!" Fusheng stood up excitedly and said.

In response, the old patriarch Man Hong also nodded in agreement: "Okay! Then it's up to you!"

Seeing that Manhong agreed, Fusheng also smiled, and then walked onto the ring with a bump.

Fusheng's opponent is a young man from the Manyan tribe in the fifth group of nine teams. He is about seventeen or eighteen years old and has a handsome face. Judging from the aura released around him, he should also be a cultivator from the outside world. , even though his strength was a little lower than the eighth level of the Xuanwu Realm, he was beaten violently by Fusheng and lost the game miserably.

Next, the game continued, and everyone came out one after another to compete with members of each team. After seven games, there were winners and losers.

If you are lucky, you will naturally find a weaker opponent, and winning the game will not be a problem. If you are unlucky, there is nothing you can do. If you can't beat it, you can't beat it. There is nothing to be ashamed of.

Among everyone, Changsun Tao had the best luck. Several opponents in a row were much weaker than her.

In addition, Zi Mo faced off against a monk from the outside world who was at the first level of the Tianwu Realm and lost a round; Hua Chen also lost a round against a monk who was half a level above the Tianwu Realm.

As for Jun Bei, this guy is actually a sword cultivator. His technique is called the Gentleman's Sword Technique. He has defeated several Tianwu Realm cultivators in a row. He is very powerful. Yan Xiaohuang had underestimated him before.

As for Yan Xiaohuang himself, he seemed to be very lucky. He was on par with Changsun Tao. After several battles in a row, his opponents were actually weak, and he won several victories very easily.

The competition on the first day went very quickly. Everyone was very happy to achieve such a result and cheered. Only Yan Xiaohuang's face remained gloomy.

The previous victories were normal, and the following schedule was the highlight. The reason why they were able to win so easily was simply because most of the people they faced today were the weaker ones in the fifth group.

Due to time constraints, there are still six full days to go, so many of the real masters in the tribe have not yet moved out.

As Yan Xiaohuang expected, on the second day, the battle became more difficult than on the first day. Many tribes sent strong foreign aid, and their cultivation levels were not low.

If you want to win the game, you must try your best, otherwise you risk losing if you are not careful.

At present, except for Yan Xiaohuang, who has not yet suffered a defeat, everyone else has more or less records of defeats. Even Fu Sheng lost once. His opponent was a monk at the fifth level of the Tianwu Realm, who was very powerful. , he couldn't match it.

In this regard, Yan Xiaohuang also frowned repeatedly. If this continues, he may not be able to get the qualification to enter the Barbarian Ancestral Tower.

He has just begun to train his body now. If he cannot enter the Barbarian Ancestral Tower, he will inevitably have to take many detours in the future.

Moreover, only by forging a strong body can he survive the thunder catastrophe in the Tianwu Realm, so he must do this to the Barbarian Ancestral Tower.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaohuang stepped forward and said to the old patriarch Man Hong: "Old patriarch! I want to challenge fifty consecutive victories!"

Hearing this, Man Hong also turned his head to look at Yan Xiaohuang with a face full of shock.

"What did you say?" he asked in disbelief.

"I said! I want to challenge for fifty consecutive victories!" Yan Xiaohuang said firmly.

"Child! You...are you not crazy?"

"Of course I'm not crazy! It's for the tribe!" Yan Xiaohuang said with a smile.

"For the tribe?"

Naturally, Man Hong still couldn't believe this. He looked at Yan Xiaohuang again and said with a complex expression: "Child! Do you know what it means to challenge for fifty consecutive victories?"

"Please tell me!" Yan Xiaohuang nodded.

"Did you know that if you want to challenge for fifty consecutive victories, then at this moment, all the tribes present will likely become your opponents!"

"Really?" Yan Xiaohuang replied with a relaxed expression.

"Of course! Don't underestimate the enemy so much! You must know that the number of places that can enter the Barbarian Ancestral Tower is only ten! It can be said that there are too many monks and too little food. If you succeed in the challenge, it will undoubtedly reduce one place! So those tribes will definitely send their strongest Contestants! To stop you!"

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang also suddenly laughed, waved his hands and said, "It doesn't matter!"

"Hey! Child! I know that you are very confident in yourself. I have also seen your battles in the past two days. You are indeed very strong! But there are people outside the world, and there are naturally people in those tribes who are stronger than you. Man! You..."

Man Hong was interrupted by Yan Xiaohuang before he finished speaking.

"Since the Barbarian Competition has this rule, someone must have successfully done it before, right?"

"Of course there are, but very few! Did you know that the last time someone successfully did it was five thousand years ago!" Man Hong slowly shook his head and said.

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang couldn't help but feel curious, and quickly asked: "Who is it? Can you tell me his name?"

Seeing Yan Xiaohuang ask this question, the old patriarch Man Hong also recalled with a face full of memories and said: "He was also a monk from the outside world. I was still very young at that time, and I had only seen his style from a distance! If I remember correctly, He comes from the wilderness just like you!"

"Oh? Are you also from the wilderness?"

"Well! I still remember that he was a boy at that time! His clothes were not much different from yours, and he also liked white clothes. His appearance was handsome and his temperament was elegant and easy-going. I remember that he just stood there, looking like a young boy. Immortal! In our barbarian tribe at that time, many girls secretly liked him! Haha!" Man Hong, the old patriarch, also laughed out loud as he said this.

"This..."

Yan Xiaohuang suddenly lost his composure. According to the description of the old clan leader, a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Could it be Master?" he thought in shock.

Among the people Yan Xiaohuang knows, in the wilderness, only Master Huang Que can fit the image mentioned by the old patriarch. He is dressed in white, as holy as snow, and his appearance is even more handsome. Every time he stands there , It’s like banishing an immortal to this world.

"Old patriarch! Is that boy's name Huang Que?" Yan Xiaohuang asked, squinting his eyes.

"Huh? How do you know?" The old patriarch was stunned when he heard this, looked at Yan Xiaohuang and asked.

"Holy crap! It's true!"

"You... know him?" the old patriarch asked, with surprise in his eyes.

"Haha, we don't just know each other!"

Yan Xiaohuang said with a smile on his face.

"I heard that his origin is not simple! He was the young sect of the Ancient Temple, the most powerful force in the wilderness at that time! Now, I don’t know how strong he is! If nothing unexpected happens, he should have reached the top of the strongest person in the nine regions. That row!" The old patriarch, Man Hong, seemed to admire Huang Que very much, with a strange look in his eyes, and he said with emotion.

"Haha! As you guessed, it's not much different!" Yan Xiaohuang replied with a smile.

"You... do you really know him? Who are you to him?" Man Hong, the old patriarch, asked after hearing this.

"Well! I'm sorry to tell you!" Yan Xiaohuang said and slowly turned around.

"Could it be that you are his heir?" the old patriarch asked suddenly, but then he became confused again and touched his chin and said, "That's not right! I don't think your eyebrows are similar to his?"

"Okay! Old patriarch, go and apply for me! I want to challenge fifty consecutive victories!" Yan Xiaohuang interrupted the old man's thinking.

"You...you really want to do this!" The old patriarch still didn't believe it and asked Yan Xiaohuang.

"Yeah! Go ahead!"

"Okay! Child, if you are defeated, you can choose to surrender! You...you must not act out of anger!"

"Don't worry, old patriarch! I have my own sense of discretion!"

Seeing that Yan Xiaohuang had already said this, the old clan leader could no longer refuse, so he could only nod and walk towards the direction of the Tuoba clan, the host of the competition.

After the old patriarch left, Yan Xiaohuang stood there for a long time and looked at the ring. His face was actually filled with excitement.

He stood with one hand behind his back, his fist clenching loudly, and there was endless fighting spirit all over his body.

If he was still hesitant before and was afraid of exposing his various trump cards in front of everyone, now he has made his decision.

"Since Master can do it! I, Yan Xiaohuang, will definitely do it too!"