Half an hour later, Xuanyuan and Duguyi arrived!

The head of Xuanyuan stood on the stage and said a few polite words, which was nothing more than welcoming the visit of the Tianmen faction, and then what kind of nonsense about friendship first and competition second!

After the polite words, we began to get to the point, and the competition officially began!

The people of the Heavenly Gate Sect were obviously prepared, and as soon as the head of Xuanyuan stepped out of the ring, a male disciple of the Heavenly Gate Sect jumped into the ring!

"I, Wang Dongliang, a new disciple of the Heavenly Sect, is a seventh-level spirit refiner, which one of the Linghua Sect is willing to come up and learn from me!"

The four major sects are conducting introductory tests almost at the same time, so this Wang Dongliang is also a new disciple who has been in the field for less than a year, and the Linghua Sect naturally needs to find someone with the right identity to come to the stage to fight!

"Mo Zuo, a new disciple of Linghua Sect's East Peak, go to battle!" Elder Qu knew more about these new disciples, so the head of Xuanyuan handed over the matter of arranging candidates to him!

A male disciple wearing the costume of the outer gate of the Linghua Sect jumped into the ring, and the two of them arched their hands, and they were about to do it after routinely reporting their names, when suddenly, Yun Chujiu screamed!

Suddenly, both the two people on the stage and the people around them all set their eyes on Yun Chujiu!

Yun Chujiu looked around and laughed dryly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I had a nightmare just now! I dreamed that the people of the Heavenly Sect kept making secret moves, what kind of sneak attack, pretending to be dead, poison, hidden weapons, talisman seals, directly scared me awake! Senior Brother Mo, you must be careful! There is no father and son on this battlefield, you can't be soft on him!"

Wang Dongliang was half angry, why did this sound so awkward, don't say anything else, just say what it means that there is no father and son on the battlefield, which of us is the father and who is the son? !

Mo Zuo was already extremely smart, and Yun Chujiu's subtext was naturally understood, so he was a little vigilant!

Sure enough, after the two of them started to fight, when the fight was scorching, Wang Dongliang made a false move, threw out three golden needles, and went straight to Mo Zuo's front door!

If it weren't for Yun Chujiu's previous reminder, Mo Zuo would have inevitably been hit, but he was already mentally prepared, leaned back, dodged three golden needles, and sealed in his hand, and the five wind blades went straight to Wang Dongliang!

Wang Dongliang thought that his golden needle would definitely succeed, so he was unguarded for a while, although he dodged four of the wind blades in embarrassment, but he was still slashed on the abdomen by the edge of a wind blade!

Wang Dongliang screamed, hurriedly took the hemostatic pill, and then said with a white face: "I admit defeat!"

Dugu Yi's face was gloomy, and he sent another disciple to the ring!

Elder Qu saw the move here, and also sent a disciple with corresponding spiritual power to appear!

After such a few rounds, both sides won and lost, and Linghua Sect relied on the geographical advantage and had a slight advantage, and the score became 5 to 4!

The next game is crucial, if Linghuazong wins, then win this competition, if the Tianmen faction wins, then the two sides can only try one more game!

Everyone never expected that this crucial round of the Heavenly Gate Sect would actually send a beautiful woman to the stage!

The woman was beautiful and refined, like a fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world, but with a sense of arrogance on her face: "Su Yanran, a new disciple of the Heavenly Sect, is the eighth layer of spirit refining!

Yun Chujiu looked at it, it was really the Su Yanran he knew!

The eighth layer of spirit refining? This Su Yanran seems to have some kind of adventure, otherwise it would be impossible to rise from the fifth layer of spirit refining to the eighth layer of spirit refining in just over half a year!

Elder Qu made some mistakes, the new disciple who was refining the eighth layer of the spirit was only Liao Chuan, and he had just broken through half a month ago, this Su Yanran on the stage looked at it at a glance that he had reached the late stage of the eighth layer, one step away from the ninth layer of spirit refining, and most of us were going to lose this game!

Sure enough, after Liao Chuan came to power, despite his best support, after dozens of rounds, he was still hit in the abdomen by Su Yanran, and he could only admit defeat!

Su Yanran smiled coldly and arrogantly: "Linghua Sect, but that's it! In the additional test game, our Tianmen Sect is still fighting by me, I don't know which one of the Linghua Sect will come to the stage to fight with me?"

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