Wu Jie rushed into the arena and stood side by side with his brother Wu Hao, his eyes flashing at the surrounding crowd, and his eyes showed a strong look of confidence.

Lu Yun smiled coldly, didn't pay much attention to it, and looked around, not knowing who else would go up to challenge.

Sure enough, after waiting for a while, a figure rushed up, Lu Yun Dingqing took a look, and found that it was a young woman dressed in green, about twenty-eight years old, with a beautiful face and an eight-layer cultivation of condensation, she was the outer disciple of Lotus Peak.

She looked at the Wu brothers opposite, her eyes did not show a trace of fear, patted the storage bag on her waist, and took out a broken sword from it.

The broken sword was less than two feet long, and there was a faint trace of emerald green at the hilt, and there was a faint fluctuation of spiritual power on it.

"High-grade magic weapon Qingshuang Sword?" At this moment, there was a sound of surprise from the crowd, but someone recognized the remnant sword in the woman's hand.

"It's actually the Remnant Sword and the Blue Frost Sword, it seems that this is probably the Sunny Rain Fairy of Lotus Peak......"

At this time, many people in the crowd recognized the identity of the young woman, she was the outer disciple of the Lotus Peak, Qingyu, her cultivation of the eighth layer of condensation was already the highest cultivation among the disciples of the outer sect of the Lotus Peak, what everyone didn't expect was that she actually appeared at this moment.

"It looks like it's going to be reduced by one place again!" many people in the crowd let out a sigh, looking at Qingyu who was standing in the middle of the field and looking around coldly, with a hint of helplessness in their eyes.

Qingyu had a hint of frost on her face, stared coldly at the Wu brothers opposite, and said, "The two senior brothers still have to compete with the little girl?"

Wu Hao looked at Qingyu, her eyes showed a hint of jealousy, she was the same as herself was a cultivation of the eighth layer of condensation, if there was no special spell or treasure to win the other party's hope would be very slim, he hesitated for a moment, glanced at Wu Jie beside him, he was also glancing at the moment.

As soon as the two exchanged glances, Wu Hao suddenly said with a smile: "Fairy Qingyu said that you are laughing, now that you are all on the field, of course our two brothers will leave a place for you......"

Qingyu's clear eyes flashed, glanced at the Wu brothers, put away the remnant sword in his hand, and also stood in the field waiting for the challenge of others.

Lu Yun was hidden in the crowd, and just as he was watching the three people in the field, Wu Jie's eyes turned to look in his direction as if he was aware of it.

"This person doesn't seem to be simple...... Lu Yun quietly took a step back and hid deep into the crowd, this Wu Jie's sensitive sensing ability can be called terrifying.

He didn't know if Wu Jie had discovered himself at the moment, but he didn't want to play immediately at this time, he just waited until he had nearly ten places left, and he only needed to win one opponent, and there was no need to fight with every opponent.

Wu Jie's gaze swept in the direction where Lu Yun was standing, and he didn't find anything strange, which made him very surprised in his heart.

But after only a moment, he seemed to think of something, and looked at the crowd around him again with a solemn expression, as if he was looking for some important person.

After sweeping back and forth two or three times, a trace of doubt flashed in Wu Jie's eyes, "How could his cultivation not appear here...... I'm afraid he won't show up until the last moment!"

Wu Jie's eyes were firm, as if he believed in what he was thinking, Wu Hao beside him looked at his younger brother and asked secretly:

"What's going on? How can you be distracted at a critical moment!"

"I don't know, I seem to have noticed his figure just now, but when I looked closely, I didn't find it!"

"Who is he?" Wu Hao asked suspiciously.

"It's the disciple of Dahuai Peak who I met in Senior Sister Miao's house of Lotus Peak two days ago!"

"Is it him?" Wu Hao said as his eyes flashed with a hint of resentment, he thought of the scene when he fought with him that night, and that Dahuai Peak disciple actually robbed his heart-warming Senior Sister Miao in front of him.

"It's just right, as long as he appears again, I will let him have no return this time!" Wu Hao muttered in his heart, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, at this moment, he was competing in this competition field, regardless of life or death, only looking at the victory or defeat, many people took this opportunity to seek revenge, and they could also take advantage of it.

His hatred for Lu Yun at the moment was deep in his bones, he always thought that his cultivation was not low among the outer disciples, and he actually lost to a little-known disciple, especially when he saw Senior Sister Miao actually leaning on the other party's arms, which made him even more jealous in his heart.

Lu Yun didn't know about the Wu brothers at the moment, he was still hiding in the crowd and watching secretly, and after a while, he rushed up to the three figures and competed with the Wu brothers and Qingyu respectively.

The cool breeze at night blew refreshingly, and the crowd of onlookers did not decrease at the moment, but there was more and more trend, and those disciples who had been injured in the previous competition also moved their bodies to watch around the competition hall after a period of pranayama, for them, the ten-year big competition in the door was more important than anything.

At this moment, the Wu brothers and the Sunny Rain Fairy have gone through three rounds of competition, and they are still in the field without being eliminated, and at the same time, two new members have been added to it.

One is a disciple of Xinghai Peak in blue clothes, a middle-aged man who looks like a middle-aged man, and his cultivation is the eighth layer of condensation, and the other is a disciple of Xianhe Peak in purple clothes, with handsome eyebrows, and his cultivation is the ninth layer of condensation, he is the person with the highest cultivation in today's competition, and seeing him suddenly reminded Lu Yun of his ill-intentioned master Shi Chun.

Shi Chun also lives in Xianhe Peak, and at the beginning of today's competition, Lu Yun did not find Shi Chun, who is the second elder, on the Taishi chair in the front row, but there was a fourth Elder Mu and some deacon elders who built the foundation and cultivated.

Lu Yun looked at the field, at this moment, the Wu brothers were a little embarrassed than at the beginning, but they were still in good spirits, they were able to stabilize their places and there was also something extraordinary, Lu Yun had already known it after watching it for a long time.

As for the other three, although their cultivation levels are not equal, they are also not weak, and Lu Yun even saw that the purple-clothed man used a top-grade spell, and he felt that his power was no less than his own.

"I'm afraid this person is the person with the highest cultivation among the surrounding people I felt earlier, and he is my fierce opponent...... It's just that I don't challenge him, but it doesn't have any effect on me!" Lu Yun thought for a moment.

Time passed slowly, and when the night opened, the sky cleared, and the competition was still going on in an orderly manner.

At this moment, the five people standing in the field have become the current seven, and there are still three places left to be full, but although the crowd rushing into the competition is much smaller than at the beginning, there are still people who rush into the field from time to time to find people to challenge, trying to stand firm for a place, but the final result is often not as they wanted.

On the morning of the next day, two more people were added to the field, and at this moment there were already nine places occupied, and there was still one place left, as long as one more person went up, as long as he persevered in one round of challenges, he would really get one of the ten places, and then he would really become an inner disciple.

Lu Yun looked forward to it for a long time, for this moment, his body moved, and he carried the illusionary footwork under his feet, and immediately rushed straight to the field, and at the same time, at the moment he rushed in, two figures in the crowd also rushed out, running straight to the competition field.