"Purple Lighting Azure Frost!"
On Platform No. 1, Tian Yu gave a low cry, and his opponent was defeated.
The third round, the announcement of No. 1 winning was finally the first to sound out. Except, there was already nobody paying heed to such things.
Even Tian Yu himself was not in the mood to listen to this voice. He walked down the platform directly and headed towards the platform where Ye Yuan and Zhang Jing were facing off.
"Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens!"
On Platform No. 2, Tang Yu-er similarly cried out, the red silk in her hands bounded up her foe in a peculiar manner, beating him down easily.
The same thing happened to many disciples ranked in the top 10. They all wanted to rush to watch the platform that No. 52 was at. Just what kind of god was this mysterious No. 52?!
. . . . . .
At this very moment, the competition for elite disciples also reached the white-hot stage!
