Cheng Mo's arrangement made Xiao Xun and Wang Lingxuan's faces bitter, Such a good opportunity to pretend to be on the stage was deprived in the first round.

Especially Wang Lingxuan, there is nowhere to vent the anger in his belly, his body is about to explode, and the head of the house still doesn't let him appear, how can he bear it.

"Boss, in the first round, there is no need for a senior sister and a second senior brother mall, and the disciple alone can win!"

Wang Lingxuan felt that he could fight for it, let Shi Ran Bing rest, and go to the mall by himself.

Cheng Mo thought about it for a while, looked at Shi Ran Bing, and found that Shi Ran Bing was indifferent, not caring at all if he could play, and then looked at Wang Lingxuan, and found that this product was very anxious, as if not letting him play, it was like killing him, so he had to say: "Okay, but this is a big competition between the sects, team fighting, you must remember not to act rashly, protecting your junior brothers and sisters is the key." ”

Wang Lingxuan saw that Cheng Mo promised to let himself play, as long as he agreed, everything else was easy to say, as long as he thought the same, as long as he fought for it, there would be a chance.

Looking at Cheng Mo, he nodded heavily, and said, "In the direction of the master, if one of the junior brothers and sisters is injured, the disciple will come to see him." ”

Cheng Mo shook his head speechlessly, his thoughts returned to Wang Lingxuan's appearance when he was at the beginning, handsome, chic, confident, and strategic, looking at the current goods, he looked at the current goods, he sighed, and said: "Ling Xuan, this seat didn't let you swear by the curse, but you must remember that the arrogant immortal faction is our home, your junior brothers and sisters are your younger brothers and sisters, and as an elder brother, you have the responsibility and obligation to take care of them." ”

Wang Lingxuan listened to Cheng Mo's words and pondered, while the other disciples were also thoughtful.

"The first round of the competition, starting now, please draw 1 sign of the sect to send ten disciples to the stage to participate in the battle, regardless of life and death, fall into the ring or surrender, or lose combat effectiveness is considered a failure. ”

The voice of the county guard Fang Han came from the high platform, Wang Lingxuan, who closed his eyes and meditated, also opened his eyes after hearing the voice, and a trace of realization flashed in his eyes, and this trace of realization was different from what he perceived at his peak, Wang Lingxuan in the period of Emperor Wu comprehended the way of killing, and now, what he realized was to guard, protect his younger brothers and sisters, and protect everything he cherished, at this moment, for Wang Lingxuan, the most precious thing is the arrogant immortal faction, what he will do in the future is to protect this sect, without regrets.

Cheng Mo said: "Okay, dye the ice, Xiao Xun stay, the others go to the stage, be careful, don't get hurt!"

"Yes, sir. ”

Wang Lingxuan stood in front, and the other nine disciples stood behind him, and after saying in unison to Cheng Mo, he walked to the martial arts platform.

After the two sides boarded the competition platform, Fang Han confirmed his identity and said: "In the first round of the competition, the Ninth Rank Sect is arrogant and immortal, and the battle is against the Seventh Rank Sect Ecstasy Valley. ”

As a seventh-rate sect, although the Soul Locking Valley knew that the arrogant immortal sect had a strong martial king who could severely damage the sect master of the Lingyuan Sect, the arrogant immortal sect was still a ninth-rate sect, which meant that their disciples' strength was not strong.

When they saw the disciples of the arrogant immortal sect grinning one by one, and even their eyes flashed with strong fighting intent, the audience and the martial arts bosses of various factions were dumbfounded.

"Are the arrogant disciples crazy?"

"And look at their oldest is only sixteen or seventeen years old, how strong can they be? At most, they are just martial artists. ”

"Maybe, facing the seventh-rate sect in the first round, I know that there is no hope of winning, so in order to save the face of the sect, I will force a smile?"

If you explain it this way, everyone will be able to understand it a little.

Fang Ziyu, who has never been able to cultivate, is now able to compete on the stage, and at this moment, his blood has completely boiled, and his fighting spirit is bursting.

Life is a competition, and the one who fights against the disciples of the seventh-rate sect is undoubtedly very exciting for Fang Ziyu!

"Senior brother. ”

A disciple of Soul Lock Valley looked at Wang Lingxuan and the others and said lightly: "Encountering a ninth-rate sect in the first round, this is really not any challenge, dealing with such garbage, senior brother doesn't have to make a move, junior brother and I can solve it." ”

"Haha, that's fine. ”

After the senior brother laughed loudly, he said, "In this way, the senior brother can also save a little effort to deal with the opponents behind him and achieve a better ranking." ”

In the eyes of the disciples of the Soul Lock Valley, the eighth-rate and ninth-rate sects are nothing more than those who come up to die, and they don't care about it at all.

"Stand still, the competition starts now!"

With Fang Han's voice, the ten disciples of the Soul Lock Valley all broke out of cultivation except for the senior brother they were talking about, Wang Lingxuan also sensed their strength, the highest was also a martial artist, and then he glanced at it with disdain, how strong he thought he was so arrogant just now, so he didn't dare to refute their ridicule, at this moment, he sensed the cultivation, and just about to say a word of garbage, he was interrupted by the disciple of the martial artist in the Soul Lock Valley.

"Who gave you the courage to come to the sect conference, isn't it good to stay at home like such a garbage? ”

Wang Lingxuan felt that he had suffered a lot of humiliation at this time, Zhang Feng of the ninth stage of the martial artist humiliated him, at least his strength was about the same as his own, but a martial artist scum dared to humiliate him like this, he couldn't bear it.

The junior brothers and sisters stepped back and let the senior brother tear up his mouth. ”

Wang Lingxuan was about to make a move with one hand, but was interrupted by a voice.

"Senior brother, let the junior brother come. ”

Fang Ziyu stood in front with the Dragon Shaking Spear in his hand, and now he was eager to fight.

"Okay, senior brother will give you a sweep, but you must tear his mouth apart!"

Wang Lingxuan did not refuse Fang Ziyu's request, and retreated behind Fang Ziyu, but his eyes were always locked on this Soul Locking Valley Senior Brother who had never burst out of his cultivation aura.

"Don't worry, senior brother!"

After Fang Ziyu responded, his expression was serious, and there was a violent battle intent spread around him, and Han Long pointed in front of the spear: "You dare to fight with me!"

Fang Han's own son on the high platform appeared, almost bursting into tears, his son can finally cultivate, and now he still has such momentum, he will definitely be a brave general in the future.

But Cheng Mo's current thoughts are completely opposite to Fang Han's, Cheng Mo looked at Fang Ziyu on the competition platform, and said to Shi Ran Bing on the side in annoyance: "Is this here to compete or to pretend to be a competition, and this seat said that it is necessary to work as a team, why did it become a standout?"

Shi Ran Bing said: "The opponent is too weak to work as a team. ”

At this time, the broken-mouthed Soul Locking Valley disciple looked at the fifteen-year-old boy in front of him and said disdainfully: "The first waste firewood in Qinghai County is also so ashamed!"

Their soul bones are under the command of Ling Yuanzong, and they are not afraid of the county guard mansion at all, even if they kill Fang Ziyu here, there are restrictions on the rules of the game, and the county guard Fang Han will not break the rules and say anything, even if they want to, there is also Ling Yuanzong on the side to contain them.

Fang Ziyu smiled cruelly and said, "Hehe, waste wood, then let you feel the fear of being dominated by waste wood!"