"..." Now, everyone was stunned. What the hell is giving up? Is there a difference between giving up and abstaining?

Originally, they thought that Senior Brother No. 30 was a king, but they never thought that it was a genuine bronze that was wasted more than ten pounds of their expression.

"It's too bullying, abstaining, I'm abstaining."

"I abstain from the right, I can't take the blame."

"I'm still fucking, abstaining."

...With the influence of this funny guy No. 30, the rest of the people no longer have the courage to resist, but no one is willing to give in. Why should they take the blame?

So they abstained from power, and in the blink of an eye, the sixty-person competition was reduced to twenty-seven.

"Elder, what should I do now?"

Yun Yi was also speechless. He wanted to take this opportunity to hone his Fengbo swordsmanship. Who would have thought that before he took action, he would have lost more than half of his people, so who would he ask for advice?

"What else can you do? You're a bye!"

Song Zhengyang was also speechless. It was the first time he encountered this situation.

If Yun Yi was allowed to get involved, it would be better than nothing. Everyone would enter the secret realm... "My God, there is such an operation. If I had known this was the case, I would have participated. Maybe I would be lucky and it would be possible to lie in the top ten."

"Yes, I'm losing a lot now. If I can draw Yun Yi twice, I can also enter the top ten."

"Elder, can you give us another chance to start over?"

...The scene was completely infuriated. They practiced for so long, but no one was a knowledgeable person. But I thought that Yun Yi was like this, but before he could take action, he scared half of the players away, but this was the first time he encountered it.

Moreover, after deciding thirty, a new round of lottery draws will be conducted.

In other words, similar situations will happen again. If any of them can draw Yun Yi in two draws, they will definitely be in the top ten.

"Shut up all of them."

Song Zhengyang's face turned pale. This is a major event related to the future of the sect, so how can they let go of trouble?

Seeing that Song Zhengyang was angry, those who were making excuses shut up and did not dare to speak anymore.

"Okay, everyone retreated and started the competition, and number one and two were removed from the list."

Song Zhengyang glanced at Yun Yi and thought to himself, you kid will really cause trouble for me. He waved his hand, opened a powerful formation, and then shouted at the remaining twenty-six people.

Afterwards, the No. 1 and 2 competed.

Unfortunately, No. 1 is just an eighth-level spiritual immortal, while No. 2 is a nine-level spiritual immortal, so the battle ended shortly after the victory of No. 2.

This time, Luo Tong also participated in the competition.

Of course, at the beginning, he didn't go to the top ten places, after all, he was still self-aware.

If it is outside, he doesn't take the ordinary nine-level spiritual immortals seriously, but if it is a competition, then his strength is not enough at this time.

The reason why I participated in this competition was mainly to practice Shadow Escape.

Because in the battle with the masters, his speed of comprehension of Shadow Escape will also greatly improve.

He didn't dare to expect too much. As long as he could understand the shadow escape, an ordinary nine-level spiritual immortal would have to pay a little price to defeat him.

In this way, he has a certain level of self-protection in the outer sect and does not have to be slaughtered by others like before.

But what he never expected was that before the competition began, Yun Yi used his reputation to reduce the number of people in the competition by half and directly sent him to the top thirty.

The lottery he drew was No. 20, and No. 19 was an eighth-level spiritual immortal.

In other words, as long as the opponent's strength is not too strong, it will not be difficult for him to enter the top ten.

The competition continues, and the one who fought against Zou Zhan was a ninth-level spiritual immortal. After a lot of competition, the opponent also surrendered. Shi Feng was even more relaxed. When he encountered an eighth-level spiritual immortal, the battle was even more suspenseful.

Later, Luo Tong fought hard with the eighth-level spiritual immortal of No. 19, and finally improved his shadow escape and defeated him in one fell swoop.

In just one hour, the outer sect competition scored the top 14, and this speed once again refreshed the history of the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect.

According to the rules, we have to draw lots again.

At this moment, many people remembered the previous scene again, and their faces became ugly.

They were all wondering if they got the number behind Yun Yi, would they abstain or abstain! "This time, you should draw first."

Song Zhengyang also learned his lesson and asked Yun Yi to draw first. If the number he draws is high, then let him draw again, otherwise, another group of people would have to abstain.

In that case, there is no need to continue the next competition.

"All right."

Yun Yi was also helpless. He was also a disciple in the competition, but he watched it outside for an entire hour and he was not feeling well himself, so he came forward and pulled out one.

The word [three] is written on it.

"Damn, is this going to directly determine the rhythm of the top three?"

"It's amazing. If No. 4 abstains from the right and postponed the way before, another group of people will probably be eliminated, and there will be no suspense in this competition."

"One to four, nine to fourteen, the top ten."

"This is the first time I have seen this competition, it's so boring."

...At this moment, everyone was not calm. If we really looked at the previous situation, the competition would have really become a farce and ended before it even started.

"The others come up and draw lots."

Song Zhengyang thought about it, and had already had a scheming in his heart, so he shouted to the people behind him.

Not long after, the others finished drawing the lottery. The Ninth-level Spirit Immortal who had drawn the fourth place squatted on the ground and started crying. Who did I mess with whom, why was this unlucky guy me?

You know, he is one step away from the top ten, but this step was completely blocked by Yun Yi.

"I abstain from the right."

In desperation, he also chose to abstain from the power and fought against Yun Yi. He really didn't have the courage to do so, but it was impossible to make himself unlucky alone.

Even if he is in trouble, he will have to pull a few people to take the blame.

"Fuck!"

The others started scolding immediately. It was time to do so. If you persist for a while, you will die.

Even if you don’t dare to fight Yun Yi, you can give up. Why don’t you abstain?

"Elder, is it still a delay?"

Yun Yi asked innocently, this really had nothing to do with him.

"No, let's postpone this time."

Song Zhengyang was too lazy to care about this matter. Originally, he wanted Yun Yi to be a bye, so that No. 1 and No. 2 could still compete.

But No. 1 and No. 2 are all eighth-level spiritual immortals, and continuing to stay is also the target of abuse. It is better to send them away directly, so the competition can end a little faster.

To be honest, he didn't want to stay here for a moment, it was so boring.
Chapter completed!