"Bell!"

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

“……”

Outside the Guyuan Sect Master Mountain, a temple on the top of the ancient mountain, a huge ancient bell was struck by several outer disciples.

It hit it five times.

It means that this ancient Yuan Sect will have a grand event.

"Today, it is the annual freshman competition of the Gu Yuan Sect, which aims to let all new disciples know their position in the sect, so that they can work hard and practice hard. ”

Sect Master Lin An was still wearing that Dao robe today, and he looked plain.

If it weren't for him standing in the air and speaking, Yang Yan would definitely think that this was a worldly Taoist priest.

But when I thought about it, I was relieved.

The more a cultivator returns to the basics, the more he attains the Tao.

Before Dabi started, Sect Master Lin An spoke a lot.

Finally, after the sentence "Today's Sect Freshman Contest Begins", the sect master and several elders floated down on the seats that belonged to them.

Next, the own deacon began to announce the rules.

The big comparison has officially kicked off.

A few days ago, the Gu Yuan Sect accepted disciples, and a total of more than 5,000 outer disciples, more than 10,000 registered disciples, and only a dozen inner disciples.

You must know that the grand occasion of the Gu Yuan Sect's acceptance of disciples in those three days was as many as hundreds of thousands of people on the first day alone.

In the end, I just accepted this little disciple.

Most of the registered disciples have no spirit body, but they are outstanding in other places, or have some background, so they will be favored by the Gu Yuan Sect and accepted as a registered disciple.

The outer disciples are mostly low-level spirits, and a small number are medium-class spirits.

And those who are inner disciples at the beginning must be people with outstanding talents.

Some of them have already cultivated to the sixth level of Qi cultivation in the worldly family, and some of them have directly entered the inner gate with the talent of the superior spirit body.

At the beginning of the big competition, thousands of places were divided equally between the rings.

The deacons who have a quota in their hands will then shuffle the order and randomly select two people to compete on the stage.

Such an audition naturally has disciples who are unlucky but have good strength, and they just happen to meet geniuses and are eliminated.

This is naturally unfair.

Therefore, such an audition is divided into three sessions.

Yang Yan didn't sit in the stands for long, then flew down and got his serial number plate.

Fifty-one.

The ranking is very high compared to the base of thousands of people.

In this big competition, the named disciples were debated individually.

Because of the high ranking, Yang Yan's first game was also very fast.

It was the first in the second ring.

Although the scene was full of voices, every deacon used spiritual power to roll call.

Therefore, if you have the heart to listen, it is still easy to hear.

"Fifty-one Yang Yan to one hundred and thirty-second Mo Feizi!"

"Fifty-one Yang Yan, to one hundred and thirty-second Mo Feizi!"

“……”

The deacon in the ring shouted three times in a row, and it was not until Yang Yan and his opponent were on the stage that the black-clothed deacon stopped.

Glancing at the two of them lightly, he said indifferently:

"I believe you also know the rules of the game, you can take the initiative to admit defeat, and you are not allowed to deliberately seriously injure people in the competition, let alone casualties. Let's get started!"

After all, it's just an audition, and there will be more without that deacon.

Unless you meet those disciples with good talents, or they will remind them to stop as soon as possible, and don't hurt people's lives.

"In Xia Yang Yan, the six layers of qi training are complete. ”

Yang Yan smiled and arched his hand to the man in front of him, which was considered a courtesy.

Because of Master Zu's instructions, Yang Yan also controlled his cultivation strength.

Now what he is showing is the perfection of the six layers of Qi training.

"Mo Feizi, the fifth layer of Qi training. ”

The disciple opposite Yang Yan did not look good.

Yang Yan was obviously recognized by him.

That's someone who can be on an equal footing with the inner door elder brother!

How can it be easy?

Especially after hearing Yang Yan's cultivation, he gave up the first game directly in his heart.

As soon as the game began, Mo Feizi sighed slightly and said:

"Please also ask Brother Yang's subordinates to be merciful. ”

Yang Yan was stunned for a moment, but still nodded and said:

"Good. ”

The next competition was naturally no surprise.

Compared with the life-and-death scenes of other rings, Yang Yan just slapped lightly, and Mo Feizi in front of him was very cooperative and knocked out of the ring.

"Fifty-one Yang Yan, win!"

The deacon made a note after announcing the victory.

Yang Yan arched his hand towards the deacon and flew out of the ring.

After the first game, and then the second game, it will take a while.

So, Yang Yan, who was bored, found a few slightly top-ranked rings and watched them.

The overall strength of these top-ranked rings is indeed much stronger than that of the back.

As for the competition of those disciples of the outer sect who practiced qi at the third or fourth level, Yang Yan really couldn't arouse the slightest interest.

"Senior Brother Yang, Senior Brother Yang!"

Yang Yan didn't react at first to call himself, until a person ran behind him out of breath.

The people around didn't notice Yang Yan at first, so they turned their heads to take a look at it at this time.

After seeing that it was Yang Yan, he immediately spread out to the surroundings with a reflex.

Boy!

Have I become a plague god?

Yang Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then raised his gaze to look at the strange man.

The person who came was dressed in a gray robe, and it seemed that he was only a registered disciple.

This person Yang Yan has never seen him, how can he know himself?

"What are you?"

This named disciple obviously had no cultivation on his body, and he was out of breath when he ran over for a long time.

After seeing Yang Yan, he stopped and covered his chest while panting and said:

"Senior Brother Yang, the fat man under you is ...... He was taken away by a senior brother from the outer door. ”

"I was right next to me at the time, and he said let me come to you, and you would definitely save him. ”

"What?!"

Yang Yan frowned, and his eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's eye.

The famous disciples staring at them with such sharp eyes were all chilling in their hearts.

He lowered his head and said tremblingly:

"Senior Brother Yang, this is none of my business, I ......"

"Where did they go?"

Yang Yan asked in a suppressed voice.

He's holding back his anger.

If it is on the earth, who doesn't know that the person who follows him Yang Yan, even if it is a servant, is Yang Yan's reverse scale.

"In ...... On the other side of the small intestine. ”

The named disciple said expectantly.

"Take me!"

Yang Yan lifted the man and rose into the air.

Many people noticed Yang Yan's departing figure and were puzzled.

Why did you leave all of a sudden......

He's not going to continue to participate in the big competition?!

"Senior brother, this is it!

Under the guidance of that disciple several times, Yang Yan soon came to the small intestine in his mouth.

In fact, it is not far from the martial arts arena, but it is only a few kilometers away.

For Yang Yan, it was only a few breaths away.

This is a cliff, and below it is an abyss.

Bursts of smoke rise from the bottomless canyon, like a fairyland.

On top of the cliff, there is a large platform.

Here, there are three outer disciples and a group of gray-robed registered disciples.

There was also a round stocky body on the ground.

A gray robe was covered with dust, and two thick arms were stubbornly protecting his head, and he didn't say a word.

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