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Chapter 322 A Battle of Attacks

Yu Qiao's junior disciples and Duan Chaomian's junior disciples began to fight.

This time, Yu Qiao's side clearly had the advantage, repeatedly gaining the upper hand in the exchanges.

Even so, Duan Chaomian's younger disciples did not become restless despite being temporarily suppressed.

On the contrary, he remained calm and composed as he dealt with his opponent's moves.

"The people Duan Chaomian recruited are indeed formidable..."

Xu Ning also scrutinized the two combatants: "Although there is a gap in raw strength, their combat experience, mentality, and intelligence are a level ahead... It's really hard to say who will win this match..."

Xu Ning had a very high opinion of Duan Chaomian's younger disciples.

Sure enough, not long after, Yu Qiaofang's disciples, who were engaged in combat, began to become somewhat impatient.

He clearly had the upper hand and held a significant advantage, but he was unable to turn that advantage into a victory.

In addition, since he was already on the verge of being eliminated, his actions and mindset became somewhat distorted.

"The situation might be about to turn around..."

Xu Ning had basically predicted the outcome of the battle between the two sides.

"drink!"

Yu Qiaofang's disciple suddenly launched a strong attack, a move that resembled Ling Ju's unexpected strike against her opponent earlier.

However, this disciple did not achieve the same advantageous result as Ling Ju.

After he launched his attack, it was easily neutralized by Duan Chaomian's disciple. Clearly, Duan Chaomian's disciple had anticipated that his opponent would lose his composure and launch a risky attack.

All of this was planned.

"not good!"

Yu Qiaofang's disciple realized he had deliberately exposed a weakness after failing to land a blow.

He hurriedly tried to make amends, but Duan Chaomian's disciples didn't give him a chance at all, shifting from a state of being under pressure to a state of taking the initiative.

The attack by the disciples of Chao Mianfang suddenly turned from a gentle breeze and drizzle into a violent storm.

The style shift was so rapid that the other party couldn't react at all.

Bang!

Finally, Yu Qiaofang's disciple could not hold on any longer and was struck in the waist and abdomen by a burst of energy. He was immediately covered in blood and sent flying.

"The victor is Duan Chaomianfang!"

It was at this moment that Elder Wei announced the results.

In a best-of-three series, Yu Qiaofang failed to win a single game.

"That's really impressive..."

Xu Ning also greatly admired Duan Chaomian's disciple who had won.

His mature performance just now was something none of his three disciples could achieve.

Aside from Fang Youli, who can easily defeat him, Bian Huang and Ling Ju are definitely no match for him.

"Let's see what the next round of competition will be like..."

Although there are still two seeded players who have not yet fought each other, their junior disciples are already behind in terms of cultivation level. Even if the winner wins, it will be impossible for them to defeat the disciples of Xu Ning and Duan Chaomian later on.

"They haven't won a single game..."

Yu Qiao's face showed nothing but resentment.

But now that things have come to this, she has no other options.

Her competition with Duan Chaomian ultimately ended in her defeat.

"I hope Xu Ning's disciple can create a miracle..."

Yu Qiao sighed inwardly, although she felt that the chances were slim.

Because even now, Pei Bing, the strongest under Duan Chaomian's command, has not yet shown any of his abilities.

Then, under Elder Wei's guidance, the other two promising junior disciples began to spar.

Before long, the outcome was decided.

Among them, the seeded team with two players at the third level of the Dao Realm and one player at the second level of the Dao Realm won.

Thus, the first round of matches came to an end.

In both matches, the victors were always those with a higher overall skill level; there was no instance of the weak defeating the strong.

From this perspective, among the three winners of the first round, Duan Chaomian's side holds the most solid advantage.

"It seems Duan Chaomian has a high chance of winning..."

Duan Huiyao transmitted his voice to Duan Huiye, his tone slightly dissatisfied.

"not necessarily……"

Duan Huiye responded, "That disciple beside Seed Xu Ning is no ordinary person..."

"Um……"

Upon hearing this, Duan Huiyao nodded silently.

They all sensed that there was a strange energy within Fang Youli's body.

This strange energy felt somewhat unfamiliar even to the two of them.

"The second round of testing will be a two-on-one elimination match!"

At this moment, Elder Wei stepped forward again and explained the rules for the next step.

"This time, the three of you will draw lots to determine the order in which you will compete. If one person is eliminated, the next person in the draw will take their place. If one person on a side successfully defends their position and encounters a teammate who is their opponent, that match will be automatically skipped, and the next person in the next round will take their place."

Elder Wei quickly explained the rules.

"A war of attrition, huh..."

Xu Ning, Duan Chaomian, and Lu Weiwen, another female seed who had passed the first round, were all pondering the same thing.

They all knew very well that, according to this rule, the person who was third in line would have a slight advantage.

However, the degree of advantage is not very high.

Let's draw lots!

Elder Wei then took out three more bamboo sticks.

Xu Ning and the other two took out one in turn.

"three?"

After Xu Ning took out the bamboo skewer, she saw herself at the very bottom of it.

"Number three? I'm the last one..."

Xu Ning smiled slightly; this could be considered a minor advantage.

In a game of attrition warfare, theoretically, the later you go, the greater your advantage becomes.

"I am the first introductory chapter."

Duan Chaomian remained expressionless, as if the order of events had no effect on him.

"I'm second."

Lu Weiwen said.

"I am third."

Xu Ning also displayed her bamboo skewers.

"it is good."

Elder Wei nodded: "In that case, after a short rest, Duan Chaomian and Lu Weiwen, please send your disciples to the stage first."

"Yes."

The three responded and then stepped aside.

"Master, who are you planning to send first?"

Xu Ning returned to the three of them, and Fang Youli asked.

"Lingju is first, Bianhuang is second, and you're last."

Xu Ning didn't think too much and quickly gave an answer.

In a battle of attrition, the strongest force is naturally saved for last.

Xu Ning's answer was exactly what the three of them expected.

Ling Ju and Bian Huang both knew that it was impossible for the two of them to last until the end.

The only one who truly has the strength to fight Pei Bing, who is at the fourth level of the Dao Realm, is Fang Youli.

"Just do your best, as before. If you fail, I won't blame you."

Xu Ning asked again.

"Understood, Master."

After calming the three down, they were able to relax and give it their all.

"Alright, Duan Chaomian and Lu Weiwen, send your disciples to the stage!"

"It's time to rest," Elder Wei gestured to both sides.

Subsequently, both sides sent their younger disciples.

The final round of competition to determine the outcome has officially begun.

(End of this chapter)