In the following days, Lin Xuan went to the mountain to practice his sword during the day, practiced the longevity trick at night, and occasionally went to the mission hall to repair the long sword and earn contribution points.

Such days fly by, and in the blink of an eye, half a moon has passed.

And the atmosphere of the outer gate is also quietly changing, and many disciples have returned from Taihang Mountain to prepare for the next inner gate selection competition. Only when you enter the inner gate, you can be regarded as a real disciple of Xuantian Sect, inside, not only can you learn advanced martial arts, but also the guidance of senior monks, coupled with all kinds of rich cultivation resources, all the outer disciples are eager to sharpen their heads and squeeze inside.

At the same time, a new outer sect ranking list was also released, and many outer disciples have been discussing this matter in the past few days to check their rankings.

This outer sect ranking is only ranked in the top 500, and it is based on the disciple's cultivation and performance on weekdays, roughly estimating the combat strength, and then sending out the list.

No one knows who this maker is, and there were once people who refused to accept the low ranking and challenged for a high ranking, and the result was a big defeat. Except for hundreds of such things, the final result is the same as on the ranking list.

At this point, the outer disciples accepted this list and used it as an important means to understand the strength of others.

On the No. 3 martial arts arena, He Shaobing looked at the exquisite booklet in his hand, and a trace of anger appeared on his face. This booklet is the Outer Gate Ranking, it is very beautifully made, but it does not arouse He Shaobing's interest at all.

"Hmph!" he slammed the pamphlet together and slammed it in his hand, and soon the roster was a cloud of powder.

"It's too much of a deception! You dare to lower my ranking!" He Shaobing's eyes burned with anger. Originally, he was the 100th in the ranking and belonged to the top disciples, but who would have thought that this ranking would rank him to the 101st.

Don't look at it as just one difference, but the meaning contained in it is very different, among the tens of thousands of outer disciples, the top hundred belong to the top disciples, the geniuses of the first echelon, and they will receive special attention after entering the inner gate. And now that he has become 101, he has become a disciple of the second echelon, so his identity is completely different.

And what replaced him as the 100th was a newly promoted outer disciple named Lin Xuan.

"How can a young disciple who has just joined the outer sect be ranked in a hundred! Lao Tzu is not convinced!" He Shaobing clenched the long sword in his hand.

"Young soldier, calm down. A slightly chubby disciple next to him said, "I've also heard of this Lin Xuan, he has had a lot of trouble with the Shenwei Group recently, and it is said that he has defeated many disciples of the Shenwei Group in a row, so he must have some strength." ”

"So what? Do you think I'm going to lose?" He Shaobing said angrily.

The outer gate of Xuantian Sect is very large, there are many disciples, not everyone knows Lin Xuan, and there are so many things happening every day, the reputation of a little disciple has long been forgotten by them.

"It's not that I'm afraid you'll lose, but there's no need to do this, isn't it okay to defeat him in a dignified manner at the Inner Gate Selection Conference?"

He Shaobing didn't speak, but a cold light flashed in his eyes from time to time.

......

No. 7 Martial Arts Arena, northwest corner.

Lin Xuan was holding the Red Flame Great Sword and was practicing meticulously. This is a new sword technique he learned, the Gushan Sword Technique, which belongs to the Yellow Rank Intermediate Martial Arts.

This swordsmanship is different from the swordsmanship that Lin Xuan learned in the past, it is not known for its speed, but it belongs to the kind of powerful and heavy, the speed is very slow, and each sword has enough strength.

Hoh!

The move of opening and closing, Lin Xuan wielded it with a lot of feeling, he had been studying the fast sword before, and now practicing the slow sword gave him a new understanding.

This Lone Peak swordsmanship pays attention to stability, accuracy, and ruthlessness, although the speed is slow, but as long as the timing is mastered well, it can definitely kill with one blow. Through today's slow sword practice, Lin Xuan's grasp of the timing in battle is much stronger than before.

The fast sword is about seizing the opportunity and focusing on the first strike, while the slow sword is about catching the opponent's mistakes or making mistakes. Combining fast and slow, Lin Xuan's swordsmanship has surpassed before.

Just as Lin Xuan was immersed in swordsmanship, a young man came to him.

Thin, big-eyed, and cold-eyed.

"You are Lin Xuan?" the young man's tone was not good.

"That's right. Lin Xuan stood with his sword in his hand and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Defeat you and regain my rightful position!" The young man was He Shaobing.

Lin Xuan was a little dazed: "What ranking?"

"Less garlic, you just need to tell me, take on the challenge or not!" He Shaobing shouted.

He Shaobing's shouts made the surrounding disciples who practiced martial arts look back one after another. At this moment, a slightly chubby young man ran in the distance, he grabbed He Shaobing's hand and said, "Shaobing, let's go!"

"Xiao Wei, you don't have to worry about me, I must defeat him today!" He Shaobing said loudly, "The weak don't deserve that place!"

"What's going on?" asked someone nearby.

"You don't know, He Shaobing's 100th position was squeezed out by that kid!" someone secretly pointed at Lin Xuan.

"No wonder I got angry, I was climbed on the head by a kid who just entered the outer door, if it were me, I would be in a hurry!"

......

Lin Xuan pricked up his ears and understood a little.

"Since you want to fight, then come on!" Lin Xuan just wanted to confirm the Lonely Mountain Sword Technique.

"Hmph!" He Shaobing gritted his teeth and said, "You'd better show your strength, otherwise you'll lose badly!"

He flipped his palm, took out the array plate, and with both hands struck out spiritual power, the cyan banner rose in the wind, and the bell was inserted into the ground, forming a small ring.

Flag Battle!

Lin Xuan was no stranger, he had fought this kind of competition with the disciples of the Shenwei Regiment. At that moment, he pulled out the Red Flame Great Sword, and with a lazy smile, he walked into the formation flag.

He Shaobing snorted coldly, his body moved, and he collapsed.

The surrounding disciples stopped what they were doing and gathered around, and the disciple named Xiao Wei was waiting for a pair of big eyes and watching nervously.

"Come on!" Lin Xuan held the Red Flame Sword across his chest and stood concentratingly.

Laugh at!

A chill burst out, making a rapid sound.

He Shaobing's body shook, and he rushed forward quickly, the long sword on his waist was even more cold, and in the blink of an eye, he had come to Lin Xuan's side, his wrist flicked, and the long sword pounced like a poisonous snake.

It's so fast, it's eye-catching!

"Fast Sword ......Flow" Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows, moved slightly, adjusted his body, and at the same time, the big sword in his hand was gently sent, cutting off He Shaobing's sword move.

Ding Ding Ding!

He Shaobing's long sword slammed into the sword body of the Red Flame Great Sword, making a crisp sound. He couldn't hit it with a single blow, and then he raised his sword and stepped forward, the tip of the sword swallowed cold light, and attacked Lin Xuan's head.

Lin Xuan's arm was horizontal, and the Red Flame Great Sword swept out, and that heavy force forced He Shaobing to interrupt his sword moves and retreat to save his life. As soon as he retreated, he immediately revealed a flaw, and Lin Xuan's big sword shook and stabbed over.