A few days later, the auditions that were boiling in the White Yang Club finally began to sign up.

In a branch hall next to the main altar of the Baiyang Society, people came to sign up one after another, including Wu Yong, of course.

And Lin Zi didn't participate, because Wu Yong was worried that Lin Zi wouldn't be able to control his strength and show too many of his hole cards, which would not be good.

After signing up, Wu Yong was told that the competition would start on the same day, and the competition venue was on a nearby island, this small island was called Tournament Island, and there was a huge tournament in the center of the island, which was divided into two and divided into two large rings.

At the front desk of the martial arts arena, sitting were the high-level leaders of the White Yang Society, including Bai Wei, the president of the White Yang Society, as well as his daughter Bai Xiaoyu, and Zhang Lin, a disciple of the Seven Star Sect.

There were a lot of people standing around, and it was obvious that this selection competition attracted the disciples of the White Yang Society and the hall master Keqing, as well as the nearby casual cultivators, who came to open their eyes and join in the fun.

For a time, the competition island was lively.

The rules of the selection competition are very simple, that is, according to the order of registration, the contestants fight in the ring, the winner stays in the next round, the loser leaves, the winner of the next round duels between them, and the winner continues to the next round, so that the last two remaining two are the two who will participate in the gambling fight on behalf of Bai Yang.

Bai Wei personally presided over the selection competition, and after briefly explaining the rules, he announced the start of the competition.

As soon as Bai Wei's words fell, there were immediately four people, divided into two groups one-on-one, and suddenly jumped into the ring, and started to discuss without saying a word.

At the same time, the magic circles around the ring were also suddenly activated, and a white protective light film shrouded both rings in it.

Soon, the winners of both rings were decided, with the winner standing on one side waiting for the next round, while the loser retreated to the audience, and then someone continued to duel on stage.

Even the powerhouses of the Jindan period were defeated.

After a while, it was finally Wu Yong's turn to play.

Wu Yong took the shoddy magic sword, and a monk of the Pseudo-Dan Stage Great Perfection opposite, pretended not to be easy to fight for a while, and then lifted the monk out of the ring, won the first round, and successfully entered the second round.

After half a day's hard work, Wu Yong didn't look easy all the way, and he stayed in the winner's group and stayed in the last round.

And in the last round, Wu Yong's opponent was a green-robed veteran, who looked like a fairy with bones, but his means were very vicious, and a blue blood sword in his hand could turn into countless turquoise poisonous snake phantoms and pounce on Wu Yong.

However, Wu Yong pretended to be difficult to parry several times and was in a hurry, and when Lao Dao took advantage of the victory to chase and rushed up, Wu Yong smiled coldly, looked at Lao Dao, and the fake and shoddy magic sword in his hand instantly split into two, and stabbed at the green-robed Lao Dao.

The green-robed old dao was shocked and hurriedly retreated, but this silver sword shadow chased after the green-robed old dao, and cut directly to the green-robed old dao.

The green-robed boss was already pale with fright at this time, and with a wave of the blue blood sword in his hand, all the poisonous snake phantoms suddenly retracted, and in front of the green-robed old man, a green snake shield was formed, blocking in front of him.

Smack.

The green snake shield trembled suddenly, and the blue light was sheng, and in the center of the green snake shield, a huge sword hole suddenly appeared.

The green-robed old man suddenly felt a chill in the crotch of his pants, two silver lights flashed from his body, and the protective shield on the surface of his body was instantly broken, and he couldn't resist it at all.

He looked down and saw that his pants were already rotten, and he turned around suddenly, only to see a silver sword shadow, shooting into the distance, hitting the protective shield of the ring, and directly hitting a crack!

The green-robed old man instantly broke into a cold sweat, looked at Wu Yong, and suddenly arched his hand and said: "It's a loss in the next, the brother's swordsmanship is brilliant, and it's better to sigh in the bottom." ”

With that, the green-robed old man hurriedly escaped from the ring.

"Unexpectedly, this Wu Yong, who stumbled and bumped along the way, actually won a place. ”

"That's right, I didn't expect that there are still people who practice flying sword skills now, no matter how mellow and powerful the practice is, at most it is just one sword to ten, what's the use, it's not the secret inheritance of the Phantom Sword Sect." ”

"Phantom Sword Sect, you think too much, even those sword cultivators of the small sects under the Phantom Sword Sect will not be able to practice flying sword techniques. ”

Wu Yong only used one-thousandth of the strength to use the Transfiguration Thousand Sword Technique, which was mistaken by everyone as the most sparse and ordinary flying sword technique.

"Senior guest secretary Wu Yong, won. ”

Bai Wei, who was at the front desk not far away, announced lightly, and even Bai Wei didn't notice Wu Yong's inappropriateness.

In this way, after the final round, Wu Yong won one of the spots.

At this time, Wu Yong looked at the ring on the other side, and also divided the winner and loser, it was a monk who cultivated the body, named Xie Ziheng, whose body was as strong as a black bear, and won the final victory.

......

At the front desk, Bai Xiaoyu, a beautiful girl dressed in colorful clothes, stood beside Bai Wei and said with a chuckle: "Father, the strength of these two senior guest secretaries is really strong, especially that sword cultivator, it seems that we have a great chance of winning this bet." ”

Bai Wei nodded slightly, and Zhang Lin on the other side, a disciple of the Seven Star Sect, snorted coldly when he heard Bai Xiaoyu's words, looked at Wu Yong, a trace of disdain and viciousness flashed in his eyes, and secretly thought in his heart, what did that Liu Zhi do, didn't he say that he would wipe this Wu Yong off, why did he still come here and go with me to participate in the gambling fight?

Zhang Lin looked at Wu Yong and thought in his heart, how to take advantage of the opportunity of this gambling fight to solve Wu Yong.

Now on stage for a challenge?

As a disciple of the Seven Star Sect, this is too ugly.

"No, after the gambling fight, I will recommend Wu Yong to participate in the assessment of the Seven Star Sect...... Well, that's okay, in this way, Wu Yong will be completely controlled by me, as for his beautiful wife, hehehe......"

Thinking of Lin Zi's beauty, Zhang Lin's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of murderous anger.

"Very good, with these two hidden Taoist friends, plus Zhang Gongzi's help, this gambling battle with the Blackstone Gang will undoubtedly win, and then we will need to rely on the two more. ”

Bai Wei smiled and said loudly to Wu Yong and Xie Ziheng.

And Wu Yong smiled indifferently and said, "You're welcome." ”

Xie Ziheng was also in another ring and said a few polite words.

Bai Wei laughed and said: "Now, Bai officially announced that the three people who will participate in the gambling fight on behalf of Bai Yang this time are Zhang Lin's salary, as well as Wu Yong and Xie Ziheng. After winning this gamble, the Association will celebrate for three days and three nights!"

Bai Wei urged Wu Yong and Xie Ziheng to prepare for the gambling fight at the end of the month, and then left with the little girl Bai Xiaoyu and Zhang Lin, a disciple of the Seven Star Sect.

On the way back, Bai Wei intentionally or unintentionally asked Zhang Lin what he thought of this selection competition.

Zhang Lin said disapprerovingly: "Senior Bai, the reason why these two people can win in the selection competition is not that they are very strong, but that the others are too weak. ”

Thinking of Wu Yong's strength in the ring, Zhang Lin was indignant in his heart, how could such strength be worthy of a beautiful woman like Lin Zi.

Bai Wei nodded and said, "Of course, how can they be compared with Zhang Gongzi, give them ten years, they can't catch up with Zhang Gongzi." This gambling fight, I hope that Zhang Gongzi will be you. ”

Wu Yong's false strength in the ring naturally made Bai Wei take a look at it, so Bai Wei didn't have too many expectations for Wu Yong, and still bet on Zhang Lin.

"Senior Bai, you can rest assured, dealing with the Blackstone Gang, just have me, even if it is one against three, for me, it is easy, no problem. ”

Zhang Lin smiled slightly, glanced at Bai Xiaoyu, who was as beautiful as a flower, and looked proud.

Bai Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Lin with a smile, and said with a soft smile: "Well, father, this gambling fight, with senior brother here, it is not a problem at all." ”

As she spoke, Bai Xiaoyu looked to the other side, but there was a look of disgust on her face.

Zhang Lin didn't see anything, but said proudly: "However, I think that Wu Yong still has a little talent, and after this gambling fight, I want to recommend him to participate in the assessment of the Seven Star Sect." ”

Bai Xiaoyu was slightly stunned and said, "Senior brother, are you so optimistic about him?"

"He's just average, but he has a little bit of attainment in flying swordsmanship, it depends on whether he can seize this opportunity. Zhang Lin said with a slight smile.

Bai Wei was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said with a smile: "Having the opportunity to join a great sect in the Middle Earth Continent like the Seven Star Sect is Wu Yong's blessing." ”