It didn't take long for all the new disciples except Lu Ping'an to draw lots, and then the competition started in turn.

Lu Ping'an stood aside and watched, and he had to wait for the others to finish fighting before it would be his turn to try the sword.

Generally speaking, the qualifications of this group of new disciples are quite good, and the cultivation realm ranges from the first level of the True Martial Realm to the second level of the Yuan Martial Realm.

After all, as a top-level sect, the standard for recruiting disciples from the Cloud Sword Sect would not be low.

And if there is a situation where the gap between the two realms is too large, the side with the higher realm needs to be suppressed.

According to Zhou Yi, the sword test conference is not simply a comparison of strength and weakness, what the peak master elders look at is more about the potential of the sword.

From this point, it can be seen that Zhou Yi's sword test conditions for Lu Ping'an are really not deliberately targeted.

After a period of time, those new disciples finished a few competitions.

In Lu Ping'an's opinion, they fought quite excitingly and fiercely, but in terms of strength and swordsmanship, it is difficult to call it how powerful.

During this period, the high-level sect leaders above were carefully observing the situation of each new disciple, but they did not make an evaluation, and only after all the competitions were over, would the selection officially begin.

The only exception is Lord Mu Feng, she seems very casual, as if she didn't watch it seriously at all, and after a few glances at it every time, she put on a boring look.

After a while, Meng Shaoyuan came on the field, and his opponent was the gray-clothed young man from yesterday, that is, Wu Zichen's cousin.

Lu Ping'an said: "Brother Meng, fight hard!"

Meng Shaoyuan nodded and said, "Well, I can't beat his cousin, but it's no problem to deal with him." ”

When the gray-clothed young man heard this, he snorted coldly and said, "It's up to you?"

Before the words fell, the gray-clothed young man summoned a sharp sword and exuded the aura of true martial eightfold spiritual power.

Then, he said with a smug face: "Just perceiving my cultivation realm, you're already scared, aren't you? Today, I'm going to teach you a good lesson for my cousin!"

This gray-clothed young man is about eighteen years old, and among ordinary monks, such a realm is indeed very good.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled, raised his hand and held a broad-bladed sword, which also revealed his realm - True Martial Nine!

"What did you just say? I, a monk of the True Martial Ninefold, would be afraid of your True Martial Eightfold?"

The gray-clothed young man was startled, and after being stunned for a moment, he said stiffly: "What about the realm of higher self?

Meng Shaoyuan said: "Didn't you talk about the realm first? Now you change your words when you see that you can't compare? Your speed of rebellion is a bit fast, I just don't know your swordsmanship, is it so fast?"

The elder who was the referee asked, "Are you all ready?"

Meng Shaoyuan and the gray-clothed young man both responded, "Ready." ”

"Let's get started!"

The referee gave an order, and Meng Shaoyuan and the gray-clothed young man set off at the same time, both holding swords and weapons, and rushed towards the other party.

Immediately afterward, there was a sharp clash of blades and the sound of spell attacks colliding violently.

However, before the two fought for less than twenty moves, the gray-clothed young man was shocked by Meng Shaoyuan and flew out, falling heavily to the ground, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The referee said: "The winner has been decided, the competition is over!"

Meng Shaoyuan looked at the gray-clothed young man and said, "You, you're too weak." ”

The gray-clothed young man trembled with anger, but he was powerless to refute, so he could only hammer the floor hard to vent his anger.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi and Wu Zichen both felt a little disappointed.

The rest of the Peak Lord Elders were quite appreciative of Meng Shaoyuan, and even the Peak Lord Mu seemed to be a little interested.

"Congratulations!"

Lu Ping'an said to Meng Shaoyuan, who was walking towards him.

Meng Shaoyuan said: "It's a trivial matter, and then, it's up to you." ”

Lu Ping'an said: "I don't know who will fight me?"

Meng Shaoyuan said: "I guess it must be a true disciple." ”

Lu Ping'an said: "Actually, even if you have a hall master, it's no problem. ”

Meng Shaoyuan smiled and said, "With your strength, you don't need to come to the sword test conference, I really don't know what those people mean by doing this." ”

Lu Ping'an said: "It doesn't matter, just play casually." ”

After half a stick of incense, all the new disciples who participated in the lottery were all finished.

Zhou Yi looked at Lu Ping'an condescendingly and said, "It's your turn." ”

Hearing this, everyone in the audience was very excited.

Although the ornamental nature of the previous competitions is okay, after all, most people are rushing to land safely, so they are naturally looking forward to it more.

Lu Ping'an walked into the room and said, "Then may I ask, who will compete with me for a sword?"

"Me!"

A loud shout sounded, Lu Ping'an and everyone turned their heads to look, but saw that the person who came out was Wu Zichen.

Of course, Lu Ping'an thought that it might be Wu Zichen, but in terms of strength, he felt that he might not dare to do this.

Because he once lost to Lu Ping'an once, and then the gap between the two became bigger and bigger.

It takes a lot of courage to fight again.

However, perhaps because Lu Ping'an still had to suppress the realm, Wu Zichen felt that he had a certain hope of winning.

"Although Zichen is my apprentice, I think that with his strength realm, he is indeed a suitable candidate, I don't know what you think?"

Zhou Yi asked the high-level sect leaders sitting on the stage.

The high-level sect leaders present didn't know that Lu Ping'an and Wu Zichen's master and apprentice had a grudge, but judging from the general situation of both sides, this was indeed a good choice.

"Agreed. ”

"I don't think so. ”

Several high-level officials have agreed to the matter.

Mu Feng said: "I also have any opinions, I just feel it, it doesn't seem to be interesting." ”

"Well, I feel that way too. ”

The person who spoke was not a high-level sect leader, but Lu Ping'an, who was standing in the middle of the scene.

Lord Mu Feng's eyebrows lit up slightly, and he asked, "Then what do you think is interesting?"

Lu Ping'an said: "One to five, what do you think?"

Lord Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Okay!

The two of them talked as if they were joking, but these few lines of dialogue surprised everyone to hear.

"What did he say?

"Has he forgotten what Elder Zhou said about suppressing the realm to fight?"

"That's too arrogant, isn't it?"

"Hehe, who made the family the apprentice of the previous head?"

Meng Shaoyuan was also quite surprised, but he was very confident in Lu Ping'an and was not worried.

When everyone was talking, Zhou Yi's face was slightly gloomy, and he asked, "Lu Ping'an, what do you mean by this?"

Lu Ping'an said: "It's literal, I'm going to fight five." Didn't you say before that the disparity in strength is too great, and you won't be able to see my kendo talent? I now feel that the gap between your apprentice and me is too big, and he may lose before I can show anything, so it should be better to have a few more people. ”

Zhou Yi frowned and said, "I know that your strength realm is not bad, but in the case of suppressing the realm, you and my apprentice don't have such a big chance of winning." ”

Lu Ping'an said: "Even if I suppress the realm, I can defeat your apprentice with one move." ”

Wu Zichen felt that he had been greatly humiliated, and said, "Lu Ping'an, don't be too self-righteous!"

Zhou Yi also said: "I also think that you are too arrogant to say this. ”

At this time, Lord Mu Feng said a little impatiently: "Elder Zhou, I said that you are not annoyed? If people want to increase the difficulty themselves, you just let him fight, whether he wins or loses, and he is responsible for the consequences, and it will not depend on you." ”

Another old man said, "Lord Mu Feng is right. ”

Zhou Yi glanced at Wu Zichen, he knew that doing so would definitely hurt Wu Zichen's self-esteem.

But on the other hand, he also believes that if it is one-on-one, Wu Zichen only has a certain chance of winning, but it cannot be said to be a sure win.

If he loses to Lu Ping'an again, he is afraid that Wu Zichen will have his Dao heart damaged and affect his cultivation realm.

And the five people fighting, it doesn't look very glamorous, and if he wins, he also feels a little invincible, but this may make Wu Zichen no longer so afraid of Lu Ping'an, and make his future cultivation mood better.

Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment, stopped looking at Wu Zichen, and announced loudly: "Okay, according to Lu Ping'an's own requirements, in this competition, he will be one against five!"

As soon as these words came out, the people watching the battle became more and more excited, and they all felt that there was a good show to watch now!

"Master, I can defeat him myself, I will win my sword back with my own hands!"

As soon as Zhou Yi finished announcing, Wu Zichen yelled unwillingly.

Everyone was puzzled when they heard this, and they didn't know what Wu Zichen meant by this.

Only some people who are familiar with Wu Zichen remember that a year ago, when Zhou Yi's sword weapon was broken, Wu Zichen's sword was gone.

Could it be that that incident has something to do with Lu Ping'an?

Zhou Yi frowned and said, "Isn't the sword you use now also very good?"

Wu Zichen said: "Master, you know that this is not a question of whether it is good or not, but my dignity as a sword cultivator!"

At this moment, Lu Ping'an said: "If you can beat me with the other four people, I can give you the sword." ”

Wu Zichen was stunned and said, "Really?"

Lu Ping'an said: "With so many people watching and listening, how can I break my promise?"

Wu Zichen thought about it, in fact, he also thought that he didn't have a full chance of winning, and only by adding four more people could he be nine out of ten.

The most important thing is that as long as he can get the sword back from Lu Ping'an's hands, even if it is not decent to have more enemies and fewer enemies, he doesn't care.

"Okay, that's what you said!"

Lu Ping'an said: "Then you can call someone, it is best to be above the Yuanwu Realm." ”