Chen Xuan smiled, touched Xiaogu's head, sat down and closed his eyes and went to meditate.

Three hours passed by, and the elegant and luxurious beautiful woman's voice was like a copper bell soon rang over the entire square.

"Everyone! The second round of our Lishan Taoist Conference is about to begin. Please come up and draw lots! The second round is the group killing match! Please come up and collect your number cards!" Hearing this voice, Chen Xuan's heart moved and opened his eyes.

The second round? It's finally about to start.

Chen Xuan quickly walked out of the box, came to the square, and drew his tag.

"Five!" There was a number engraved on the wooden number plate, and Chen Xuan knew that he was assigned to the fifth group.

This so-called group killing match is actually very similar to the first killing game. It divides the remaining five or six hundred monks into ten groups. Then these ten groups will play separately and fight on the high platform in the center of the arena. Two or three people can survive in each group.

Even these two or three people made the preliminaries!

As soon as the preliminary round ends, more than 200 winners will appear in the ten divisions of the entire Daohui Conference.

At that time, these winners will be ranked in the final match, and the top 100 will be qualified to enter the Risha Tower.

With a higher ranking, you can get various rare rewards in turn.

The richness of these rewards is enough to make many dragon and elephant monks jealous and fight for their lives!

This is also the reason why this Taoist competition is so bloody and has a very high mortality rate, but there are still monks who come to participate one after another!

Of course, the rules of this second round of group killing match are different from the previous one.

In this game, admit defeat is allowed.

If you can't beat it, you can choose to admit defeat and exit by yourself.

Soon, everyone finished drawing lots, and the five or six hundred monks quickly stood together in ten groups.

These monks looked at each other with great vigilance, hoping to see some news from their opponents.

What disappointed the audience was that Chen Xuan and Na Kun Diaoyun were not assigned to the same group.

"Now everyone rest for an hour, and after an hour, the competition officially begins!" The gorgeous and beautiful woman twisted her buttocks, walked to the center of the platform, and announced loudly.

"This kid is so lucky!"

"Yes, it seems he can live another round?"

"That's not necessarily the case. You see, this kid's luck is not very good. Take a closer look, who is in his group?"

"who?"

"It's the boy with long hair in black! This person's name is Lu Yuan, and he is the admirer of the Son of God Kun. It is said that he was rescued by Kun Diaoyun inadvertently and has always regarded the Son of God Kun as his benefactor. Now that this person meets him, there will definitely be no good results!"

"Yes, Lu Yuan is said to be not a simple person. Although he cannot be compared with the son of Kun, he is still considered an amazing person. His cultivation level in the middle stage of the Dragon Elephant is not easy to deal with that boy, the early stage of the Dragon Elephant?" Someone said this, thinking that Chen Xuan would definitely die.

But some people disagree.

"I agree that this guy with the hat can't beat the son of God Kun, but it may not be possible that he can't beat Lu Yuan! This person's secret magic of spiritual consciousness is extremely sharp and very terrifying! In my opinion, Lu Yuan will be killed by him!"

"Hmph! You know, Lu Yuan is one level higher than him!"

"So what? The middle-stage dragon elephant genius in Xiaozhen Martial Arts Academy, this boy from the hat has never been killed." As the two of them said, they actually quarreled and wanted to make a bet.

"Just bet on a spirit-level magic weapon! Lu Yuan will definitely win!"

"The spiritual-level masterpiece? Can you show this kind of thing? If you have the ability, you should bet on top of the magic-level treasures! I bet on this guy who has the hat to win!"

The other man was not willing to be outdone, and gritted his teeth and agreed, but the nervousness in his heart was indescribable. His eyes when he looked at the arena changed, and he became extremely anxious and nervous.

"Boy of the straw hat, you must win!" There are more similar bets than this. The gambling nature of this cultivator seems to be very strong, and even the Lishan Ling Gambling House has taken a fancy to the business opportunities here.

Before the game, a special plate was built to bet on whichever wins and loses Chen Xuan and Lu Yuan.

By the beginning of the game, the person who bet on Chen Xuan's victory was almost the same as the person who bet on Lu Yuan's victory.

The vulgar chicken noticed this scene from somewhere and laughed secretly in her heart...

"Half of these fools actually bet on my master's loss? Didn't they smash it into the water with a lot of money? The master is lustful, and it turns out that we are going to make a fortune this time." Thinking of this, the wretched chicken suddenly took out a storage ring from somewhere and handed it to the person who started the gambling game.

The guy who was in charge of the gambling game was originally a slutty guy with no cultivation, so he looked down on him very much.

But when he accidentally investigated the storage ring handed over by the vulgar chicken, he couldn't help but sweat from his forehead.

There is no other reason, just because the value of the things here is too great. He roughly estimates that there are basically 200,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

"This... Master, I don't know which one of you is going to win these things?"

"Of course it's the boy from the hat." The vulgar chicken curled his lips and directly sent a message to the gang, obviously not wanting others to hear him suppressing anyone, so as not to follow the trend and reduce the odds.

"This is your bill, a bet of 200,000 medium-grade spirit stones, you have collected it."

The guy who was in charge of the gambling game wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and respectfully handed the wretched chicken a thick black note.

When the others heard the guy's words, they all took a breath.

The eyes of looking at the vulgar chicken were completely different.

200,000 medium-grade spirit stones? He actually took it out to bet such a small bet? Is this person's brain in his mind, or is it useless to have too much money? 200,000 medium-grade spirit stones! Many Dragon Elephant Venerables have never seen so many spirit stones in their lifetime.

Seeing that the people around him were staring at him, he instantly became the focus of everyone's attention. He was immediately proud and shook the mortgage certificate in his hand with great smugness. He looked at the people around him with contempt and muttered, "A bunch of earthy leopards, I haven't seen spirit stones! I have money, I like to bet, why? Even if I lose all of them, I don't care!"

As he said that, he shook his head and went there.

This time he did not claim that your father was better than me, but Chen Xuan forced him to do so because he was afraid that someone would find the trace and cause trouble.

After all, this grand event must have been here in Xixuan Cave Heaven.
Chapter completed!