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At this moment, Li Shihong was overjoyed with a smile on his face.

When the competition enters the third round, it is already eight to four!

Among the top eight young cultivators in the entire God Realm, there are actually three cultivators from the Cloudy Qilin Clan!

You must know that among some ancient protoss, none of them entered the top eight or even the top sixteen.

And their Cloudy Qilin Clan... Not only are they destined to win the first and second places, but now Li Zijun is so competitive that he has taken the third place all of a sudden!

This time, the Cloudy Qilin Clan is definitely the biggest winner of this God Realm's Grand Meet!

Li Shihong walked over purposely and greeted the three finalists.

"Moying, Young Miss Li, and Zijun, you are really outstanding, the whole family is proud of you! Haha, I am so happy, our Cloudy Qilin Clan has not been so elated for many years pass!"

And all of this was brought by Li Moying.

The influence of a god-level genius on the family should not be underestimated!

"Wait until the game, don't be nervous. Being in the top eight is already a great thing. At this time, the pressure should not be too great, and a little relaxation may have a miraculous effect. You must not rush for success. do you know?"

Li Shihong couldn't help exhorting repeatedly.

However, he mainly said these words to Li Zijun.

In his opinion, Huang Yueli and Li Moying had nothing to tell them. In the face of absolute strength, any skill would appear insignificant.

Therefore, the two of them... will surely win the first and second places for the Cloudy Qilin Clan!

Huang Yueli listened to Li Shihong without saying a word, and said nothing from the beginning to the end.

To be honest, Li Shihong treated her fairly well, especially after knowing that she had a god-level talent, he wanted to confess her.

It's just a pity... After today, Li Shihong will probably be very, very disappointed.

I hope that the old man will be able to withstand such a blow when the time comes!

...

The rest period ended, and the game entered the third round.

The remaining eight cultivators will compete for the four spots in the semi-finals.

The competition has entered a fierce stage. Both the participating cultivators and the audience in the stands are full of enthusiasm and passion.

Huang Yueli looked at the match arrangement, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Li Moying looked over, "Little Li'er, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Yueli pointed to the underline next to her name, "Look, according to the tournament arrangement, my opponent in the next round...is it Jing Shaoyuan?"

The order of the competition is determined according to their ranking in the semi-final group stage.

Li Moying thought for a moment, then nodded, "That's right. Jing Shaoyuan seems to be the number one master of the White Tiger Clan. We met him last time in You'an City."

Huang Yueli said with a smile: "I just said, this one seems to be an acquaintance! By the way, during the preliminary round, I even beat up his younger brother and knocked him out of the game! Tell me, will he be new?" Combined with old hatred and old hatred, the attack is particularly vicious, isn't it?"

Li Moying glanced at her, "From your tone, you seem quite excited? Are you afraid that the world will not be chaotic?"

Huang Yueli pouted, and twisted hard on his arm.

"What are you talking about! It's as if I'm deliberately going to bully others! It's too much!"