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When Xu An announced the results, all the disciples revealed expressions of shock.
If this was the case, then those disciples who had already been eliminated would once again gain the qualification to participate in the competition, and that was indeed the most fortunate of them all.
Of course, one couldn't say that he was completely lucky, because being eliminated meant that he had already gone through a battle, and his condition definitely wouldn't reach its peak. In such a situation, his strength naturally wouldn't be able to display its peak.
In this way, the extra disciple could be considered to be quite lucky. If he were to fight someone who couldn't bring out his full strength, the chances of winning would naturally be much higher.
"Now, do you have any other questions? If there's none, then we can select a number! " Xu An asked.
This time, no one raised any doubts, so after Xu An gave the order, all the sect disciples who had obtained a second round of competition drew a number.
This time, the sequence of numbers was based on the first number selected.
Since there were only ninety-three disciples participating in the second round of the competition, there were only ninety-three number plates here. If anyone managed to get number forty-seven, then it meant that he would have to wait until the end of the first forty-six rounds before he could choose an opponent to compete with.
If they could get from # 1 to # 46, then because they had a two day break, they would have to face an opponent that had already returned to their peak.
However, if he drew number 47, he would face an opponent that he had already challenged once.
Therefore, everyone was hoping that they would be able to get lucky number 47.
However, there was only one number forty-seven. In other words, if the person who drew the first lot didn't get this number, then it would definitely be beneficial to the others because the fewer cards there were, the higher the chances of them winning.
Just like this, because almost every disciple wanted to draw the number forty-seven, when each disciple drew their number, their faces all flashed with a look of disappointment.
Lost, that meant the number he got was not 47.
"Yan Xiang, it's your turn!"
When the nine disciples in front were finished, Ye Xiu reminded Yan Xiang who was seated at the side.
"En!"
Yan Xiang lightly nodded, and then stood up from his seat.
"Your luck is better. It would be best if you can draw number 47. That way, you will have a better chance of winning if you choose someone from the elimination stage." Ye Xiu reminded.
"Let's hope so!"
Yan Xiang laughed lightly. It would be good if he could get number forty-seven, but if the first nine people did not, then the chances of him winning would not be high.
Therefore, Yan Xiang did not have much hope that he would be able to draw number 47.
Just like this, Yan Xiang quickly walked onto the stage and unhesitatingly pulled out a number plate from the chest.
"Number 47!"
However, when Yan Xiang saw the number on his number plate, he was slightly startled.
Yan Xiang had never thought that he would draw number 47, but now he received it and drew it.
The nine people from before had especially wanted to draw this number plate, but none of them had.
"It really is number 47!"
When Ye Xiu found out that Yan Xiang had really drawn number 47, he could not help but chuckle. Even if he was lucky, he would be unable to stop it.
Because Yan Xiang had drawn this lucky number, he was unquestionably the target of everyone's admiration. After that, he walked down the stage under the envious gaze of the audience.
And because the luck number 47 had been drawn out, everyone that went up onto the arena didn't have much to look forward to. At most, they would be lucky enough to get someone with a slightly lower cultivation level.
It was because after the first round of the competition, most of the Great Perfection of Profound Infant Stage Warriors had been eliminated, and only a small number of people had succeeded in their challenge.
As more and more people drew, the same number of people drawing from the same sect also appeared.
However, everyone's luck was good this time because they had drawn four pairs of numbers from the same sect. If that was the case, then there wouldn't be anyone who would exchange their number plates like the first time.
"Alright, the number plates have been drawn. For the next two days, all disciples should rest up and prepare for the next match." Xu An said.
With that, Xu An left the stage, and all the sects left one after another.
"Yan Xiang, looks like the heavens have treated you well, you actually managed to get number 47, and if it goes on like this, your chances of entering the third round of the competition will be very high!" Ye Xiu said.
"It's true!"
Hearing Ye Xiu's words, Yan Xiang's eyes suddenly lit up.
Although Yan Xiang didn't know why Ye Xiu was so confident in him, since he said it like that, it wouldn't be too far off from the mark.
When the competition begins the day after tomorrow, I will explain to you the weakness of each disciple's attack after losing the competition. If that's the case, no matter who you pick, you will have a way to deal with it. Ye Xiu explained.
"Alright, alright. This is for the best."
Towards Ye Xiu's explanation, Yan Xiang naturally nodded his head repeatedly, because as long as he understood the enemy's weakness and struck their weakness with all his might, even if his opponent was Peak Profound Infant Stage Expert, at that time, he would definitely be distracted by the chaos in his work.
If a person panicked, they would panic.
"Of course, you also need to rest well during these two days. It would be best if you could comprehend more about the basics of sword arts. Only then will your strength improve." Ye Xiu reminded.
"Mn, I will work hard and strive to enter the Sky Sect Site with you." Yan Xiang nodded his head and replied.
Sky Sect Site was a good place. Although not many disciples had obtained any benefits in the recent years, as long as someone obtained it, then their future life would definitely experience a huge change.
And it was also because of this reason that the attraction of Sky Sect Site was still very strong. Otherwise, why would it attract as many as thirty-eight sects to participate in the competition to fight for the right to enter the Sky Sect Site?
Just like that, because of Ye Xiu's words, if Yan Xiang was not meditating in the past two days to comprehend the basics of the sword technique, he was using these leaves to connect.
Although some people had passed by, they did not pay much attention to Yan Xiang's use of the Profound Artifact Sword to cut down the leaves. They did not even think that it would be an easy task for Yan Xiang to use the Profound Artifact Sword to do so.
Of course, with the strength of his Profound Infant Stage, using the sword to cut open a falling leaf was naturally not a difficult task, and was even a very simple action.
However, what Yan Xiang wanted was not to slash at it, but to knock it flying again without harming the leaf.
Xu Zifeng could already fly once, but the second time, he would still cut off a corner of the leaf.
Even if it was just a tiny bit, it would still be considered a failure.
Of course, from the very beginning, even though he had been split into two, he had only been able to cut off fifty to sixty percent. This was undoubtedly an improvement.
Which was to say, if he continued to work hard, there would definitely be a day when he could slash a few times like Ye Xiu did. The leaf would still be its original leaf, and there would be no sword mark at all.
Of course, other than Yan Xiang, Xu Zifeng was also not idling around. Although he did not always train, most of his time was spent on repeating and practicing the basic sword techniques that Ye Xiu taught him.
Ever since Yan Xiang used his sudden insight to defeat Peak Profound Infant Stage Expert, he finally understood how astonishing the power of this so-called sword technique was.
The power was small, and one could not even see any power. That was because he had yet to comprehend the essence of the basics of the sword technique.
However, if one had some comprehension towards the basics of the sword technique, the power of the basics of the sword technique would naturally be revealed bit by bit.
As for Ye Xiu's words, he was very idle, even to the point of resting for two days. He was basically always together with Leng Yue, and did not avoid him, as if he was afraid that others would not know about it.
And when Xu An saw how close the relationship between Ye Xiu and the Profound Sky Sect was, and even when his relationship with Qin Tianxu was very good, he became even more curious about the origins of Ye Xiu.
If the Sky Sect wasn't competing in Nine Profound Sect, he would have long ago sent disciples to investigate Ye Xiu's background.
Of course, even if he sent people to investigate, he would only know a little, because when Ye Xiu and the other two left the small town, they walked in step by step, and did not meet any people.
Even if they met, it was only by name. This continent was huge, and there were more people with the same surname, so it was hard to imagine the difficulty in investigating Ye Xiu's background.
Just like that, two days passed in the blink of an eye. Soon, the second round of the competition started.
This was because after the first round of eliminations, those sect disciples that had once again stepped into the arena were undoubtedly the elite of the elite.
Why do you say that? Because they were chosen to participate in the Heavenly Sect's competition, everyone was naturally the best of their sect.
But now, they had emerged as the victors of the first round. If they weren't the elites of the elite, then what else could they be?
"Yan Xiang, after two days of hard work in cultivating, how is it?
When Ye Xiu's group of five once again sat down, Ye Xiu looked at the huge stage and asked Yan Xiang who was seated at the side.
"It's alright. I even seem to have improved a little in my comprehension of the basics of sword arts. I just don't know if it's an illusion or not!" Yan Xiang replied.
"Hehe, it doesn't matter if it's an illusion or not, you have to be clear about every single match that happens, because the loser of every match will most likely be your opponent for this round." Ye Xiu said.
"En, I will!"
Yan Xiang lightly nodded his head. With Ye Xiu pointing at them from the side, he was sure that he could see the weakness of each and every one of them. As long as he remembered their weakness, then he would be able to attack with all his strength.