Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Big List

  Back at Yunlai Inn, Bi Fan returned to his room for cultivation early on.

  The Three Talents Sword Manual broadened Bi Fan's horizons and gave him many new ideas he had never thought of before.

  Array method is very unfamiliar to Bi Fan, but Tianyu Great World is not lacking in array method masters, and Qingyang Gate also has experts in array methods.

  In this world where strength is revered, there aren't many people who like studying formations, unless they have a special interest in the way of formations.

  Compared to alchemists and artifact refiners, array masters are much fewer in number.

  It's not because the power of formation is not great, but studying formations takes too much time, ordinary people are unwilling to disperse their energy.

  Life is short, and one must make the most of it by increasing their strength as quickly as possible within a limited time; otherwise, they will die very soon.

  For various reasons, array masters are extremely rare, and once one appears, they are absolutely top-notch figures.

  Bi Fan himself had some interest in alchemy, he understood spiritual medicine, so it was normal for him to like alchemy.

  Now he likes to study Array Method again, if he spends all his time studying it, it will definitely affect his cultivation speed.

  Realizing this point, Bi Fan hesitated a bit.

  Finally, Bi Fan decided to study San Cai Jian first and apply the San Cai Jian to the Xian Finger, to see how powerful it was.

  If the power was truly astonishing, Bifen wouldn't mind spending some time studying the formation.

  After making a decision, Bi Fan went through today's memories of martial skills again, printed them in his mind, and then began his daily cultivation.

  Improving strength is key, Bi Fan severely taught Chu Rui a lesson today, and the Wuji Sect will definitely find an opportunity to retaliate.

  Xuanwuji is incredibly formidable, no one can clearly say how powerful he is, you must be prepared.

  The next day arrived quickly, and the 28 people who were promoted to third-class yesterday have been counted and announced.

  The Wuji Sect has the most people promoted, with six people: Xuan Wujie, Xuan Yuanfeng, Xuan Mingyang, Xuan Wujie, Xuan Yuanyun and Xuan Xiaoyu.

  Qingyang Gate Four: Jing Feng, Bi Fan, Mo Nan, Ji Yinglan.

  Bei Xuguang three people: Tang Tianfeng, Jiang Wen, Gu Dashun.

  Tianshui Palace Three People: Ma Debiao, Hong Yuntian, Hong Yun Kai.

  The four masters of the city: Tan Guangcheng, Wang Feng, Wang Lan, Su Yang.

  Bagua Gate: Li Qianxun, Chen Kang.

  Two members of the Eastern Family: Dongfang Qinglong and Dongfang Zifeng.

  In addition, there are four others: Zhou Fengya of the Purple Mist Sect, Li Bei of the Li Family, Zhao Yunfei of the Dan Yang Gate, and Du Feng of the Heavy Sword Sect.

  The big list is out, Wuji Sect is indeed the number one sect, and the younger generation has the strongest power.

  Qingyang Gate is an exception this time, Qingyang Gate has only two people entering the third round several times.

  The third round of martial arts, the rules are even more cruel, random draw, each person has to fight two battles a day, the winner gets three points, a tie is one point each, and losing means no points.

  Everyone has to fight 20 games, and the ranking is determined by the number of points. If the score is equal and they have not played against each other before, an additional game must be played to determine the winner.

  This rule is very beneficial for factions with many people. If the same faction is drawn, the weaker one can automatically admit defeat and let the stronger one have more rest time and accumulate more points.

  Wuji Sect has six powerful participants, they will definitely take advantage of it.

  This round may be a bit unfair, but the rules were set down thousands of years ago and will not be changed.

  The third round of martial arts competition, luck is also very important, so it can be said that luck is also a part of strength.

  If you're lucky enough, you can meet the same weak opponent in all 20 games and still be ranked top with a perfect record.

  However, this probability is extremely small, so small that it has never occurred before.

  The lottery has begun, and Bi Fan, Jing Feng, Mo Nan, and Ji Yinglan walked out of the room together to the largest martial arts arena.

  Twenty-eight people, only fourteen numbers, each number has two identical numbers, the two who draw the same number must compete on the same stage.

  Ji Yinglan, Mo Nan and Jing Feng were all muttering to themselves, praying that they wouldn't run into Bi Fan or Xuan Wuji and the other powerful individuals.

  Of course, no one wants to meet Xuan Wuji, everyone wants to win easily, and Bi Fan is no exception.

  Bi Fan wanted to have a final showdown with Xuan Wuji at the peak of the Extreme North, but that would have to wait until last.

  When drawing lots, it can be seen that the Wuji Sect, Bagua Gate, Beixu Palace, and Li Family are on good terms. The City Master's Mansion, Qingyang Gate, and Tian Shui Palace have a good relationship after all. Danyang Gate, Zixia Sect, Dongfang World Family, and Chongjian Gate remain neutral.

  The four major sects led by Wuji Sect and the three major sects led by Chengzhufu have a very awkward relationship. Those disciples who went to draw lots were all mutually hostile, with murderous intent in their eyes.

  "The lottery begins!"

  One by one, the proud sons of heaven walked up to draw lots, and most people were somewhat nervous.

  The draw was soon over, and after registering separately, they returned to their rooms.

  "The numbers drawn are No. 1: Jing Feng from Qingyang Gate and Tang Tianfeng from Beixing Palace, please invite the two to come on stage." The judge said loudly.

  "Surprise attack! Surprise attack!" Many female disciples from various schools and sects shrieked.

  The whirlwind is worthy of its reputation for being unrestrained and free-spirited, even in the city of Jiuyou, it can still show off its prowess.

  In comparison, Tang Tianfeng's reputation was much smaller, and not many people cheered for him.

  "Come on, Junior Brother!"

  "Jingfeng brothers, you must teach those people from Beixia Palace a good lesson." Ji Yinglan said with a smile.

  Bi Fan simply patted Xing Feng without saying a word, his eyes filled with concern.

  "Don't worry, fellow disciples, I'll definitely get three points." Xingfeng smiled.

  Jīng Fēng was the third place winner of the previous Jiǔ Yōu Qiān Lóng Bǎng ranking competition, his strength is beyond doubt, as long as he doesn't have extremely bad luck, a high ranking is absolutely no problem.

  Suddenly on stage, looking very relaxed.

  Tang Tianfeng was a dark horse, but he was still shaken by Xing Feng's reputation and his footsteps were somewhat heavy.

  "Qingyang Gate is shocked by the wind, please go straight!"

  "Bei Xugong Tang Tianfeng, please give me more guidance!"

  The two men bowed to each other, and the martial contest officially began.

  "Overlord Gun - Thunder Drive!" Surging Wind directly initiated a swift attack.

  "Rise of the Morning Sun!" Tang Tianfeng was displaying the famous martial skill of Beixing Palace, which was also a martial skill that most inner disciples cultivated.

  The same martial skill, when executed by Tang Tianfeng, was quite powerful.

  Unfortunately, Tang Tianfeng encountered a strong wind, and the strong wind was more than one level stronger than him. Moreover, the tyrannical king's gun was unmatched in its dominance.

  The two had only exchanged a dozen moves when Jingfeng took the upper hand, launching wave after wave of attacks that left Tang Tianfeng no room to counterattack.

  "Boom!" Jing Feng seized the opportunity and launched a fierce attack, sending Tang Tianfeng flying back several steps.

  The Tyrant King's divine gun was like a poisonous snake, following closely behind Tang Tianfeng's face.

  Tang Tianfeng showed a look of fear and hastily took out his sword to defend himself.

  "Boom!" The tip of the treasured sword collided with the tip of the Overlord Divine Gun, sparks flew everywhere, and Tang Tianfeng's treasured sword was bent.

  As the gun tip got closer and closer, Tang Tianfeng's pupils dilated, and his whole body was covered in sweat.

  "I give up!"