"The early stage of the Nine Layers of the Yuan Martial Realm?"

Liu Qinglan could see Ling Yang's cultivation at a glance, which made him a little surprised, he didn't expect him to advance to the ninth level of the Yuanwu Realm so quickly, no wonder he was so arrogant before!

Seeing Liu Qinglan looking at herself, Ling Yang also felt something in his heart, and looked at the former, with a faint smile on his face. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He hoped that Liu Qinglan would choose him, so that he could teach Liu Qinglan a lesson in the name of justice. If his father hadn't warned him a long time ago, he wouldn't provoke Liu Qinglan. Otherwise, with his temperament, he will advance to the ninth level of the Yuanwu Realm, and he will just find Liu Qinglan to practice his hands!

However, he was soon disappointed, Liu Qinglan did not choose him, but set his eyes on Yan Xingyu next to him.

"Boy, count yourself as acquaintances!"

Ling Yang snorted coldly in his heart, stared at Liu Qinglan coldly, and then closed his eyes. He is confident that with his strength, there will definitely be people who will challenge him without opening their eyes!

"The middle of the Eightfold Martial Realm of the Yuan Martial Realm. ”

Liu Qinglan whispered in her heart, knowing Yan Xingyu's cultivation.

Then his eyes swept over the other four seeded players, and his cultivation was quickly clear.

Six seeded players, one in the early stage of the Yuanwu Realm, one in the middle of the Eightfold Realm in the Yuanwu Realm, and four in the early stage of the Eightfold.

As for the three disciples who passed the first round with him, Liu Qinglan didn't pay attention to it at all.

Several other disciples were also looking at others, but most of their eyes were fixed on the four tentative selected disciples.

After all, only by defeating one of Ling Yang's four people could they qualify for the Four Sects of Martial Arts.

Liu Qinglan pondered slightly for a while, and had already chosen an opponent in her heart.

As soon as he was about to speak, he saw two disciples stand up almost at the same time.

Liu Qinglan was stunned for a moment, it stands to reason that the person who challenged at the beginning was actually the least advantageous, after all, he might be challenged by many people, and the challenger naturally wanted to challenge the weakest person.

But to his surprise, two people thought of the challenge.

Liu Qinglan's eyes fell on the two disciples, and she immediately laughed. Both of these two are among the six seeded players, but they have not been selected for the tentative four-man list.

The two of them also have the cultivation of the early stage of the Yuan Martial Realm, which is similar to the two in the current list of four.

Being so despised by the elders, as geniuses, they naturally held their breath in their hearts, and their eyes flashed with anger, looking towards the two disciples in the list of four who had the same cultivation as them.

The two challenging disciples looked at each other and were also stunned. I didn't expect the two to have such an astonishing agreement in their thoughts.

Seeing this, the sect master and the elders also showed a faint smile on their faces. The disciples were able to take the lead, and they were also very relieved, worthy of being the geniuses of the early stage of the Eightfold.

For this scene, almost everyone likes to see it, except for Jiang Hao and Wang Jinglong, who may be challenged.

The presiding elder walked out, looked at a darker-skinned challenger, and said, "You come first." ”

"Thank you, Elder!"

The black-faced young man hurriedly saluted the elder, and another tall and thin disciple retreated.

"I want to challenge Wang Jinglong!"

The black-faced youth shouted.

"Good!"

Wang Jinglong walked out and jumped directly onto the battle platform in the combat zone.

A silver-robed elder on the viewing platform walked out and also jumped onto the platform. In the battle between the eightfold disciples of the Yuanwu Realm, the cultivation of the referee cannot be too low. This elder's cultivation has the late stage of the Yuan Martial Realm Ninefold, so he is naturally more suitable for the position of referee.

On the battle platform, the black-faced young man and Wang Jinglong stood opposite each other, their eyes staring at each other, and a burst of sparks seemed to sound in the air.

The black-faced young man was not satisfied with the elders' contempt for him, and Wang Jinglong was not satisfied with the fact that someone would challenge him when someone came up. Therefore, both of them were holding their breath in their hearts and wanted to defeat each other.

Seeing the opening match of the second round, it turned out to be a duel between two masters of the Yuanwu Realm Eightfold, and the disciples on the viewing platform were extremely excited, staring at the two people in the battle platform, and felt their blood boiling.

Liu Qinglan glanced at the two of them, and according to his perception, although both of them were in the early stage of the Yuan Martial Realm, Wang Jinglong's true yuan was slightly more condensed.

If this black-faced disciple doesn't have any strong hole cards, he basically has no hope of winning this battle.

After all, these elders are not dry food, their eyes are relatively vicious, and they judge the strength of their disciples very clearly.

Of course, cultivation is not everything, it depends on their swing in battle. It is not impossible to defeat the strong with the weak.

"Let's go!"

With the referee's order, the battle between the two officially began!

"Boom, boom!"

The two of them quickly entered the state, and they attacked in an instant, and one after another sword qi crisscrossed the battle platform, colliding fiercely.

"Wow!

With such a fierce battle, the disciples who watched it were enthusiastic, and their eyes stared at the two people on the battle platform without blinking.

As Liu Qinglan judged, the black-faced disciple was actually left behind. Of course, the gap is not very large, not enough to instantly decide the victory or defeat on the battlefield.

Both of them were holding high-grade earth mystical weapons to perform the Ling Jue Slash of the Xiaocheng realm, and they bombarded each other frantically, and waves of qi swept out in all directions.

Although the Ling Jue Slash is powerful, it is by no means easy to cultivate to the Dacheng realm. Now, Liu Qinglan also knew that Ling Yang's cultivation had been completed, and he had not seen other disciples perform it.

Two quarters of an hour later, the battle finally came to an end. Wang Jinglong finally relied on his cultivation to gain a slight advantage and defeated the black-faced disciple.

The disciples who were watching the battle showed a look of unfinished content, and in such a powerful battle, of course, they hoped that the longer the better.

Next, the tall and thin disciple challenged Jiang Hao. Just when everyone thought that this would be another tug-of-war, the tall and thin disciple unexpectedly performed Dacheng's Ling Jue Slash and quickly defeated Jiang Hao.

Looking at this tall and thin disciple, Ling Xuan and the elders were all excited. He was able to use the early stage cultivation of the Yuan Martial Realm Eightfold to cultivate Ling Jue Slash to Dacheng, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

After the battle, the tall and thin disciple was temporarily selected as one of the four.

Liu Qinglan walked out slowly, her eyes looking at the four disciples of Ling Yang.

"Look, Senior Brother Liu is going to make a move!"

"Yes, I'm so excited! I don't know who Senior Brother Liu is going to challenge?"

"I really hope Senior Brother Liu can challenge Ling Yangxi!"

"You're sick, aren't you? Senior Brother Lingyang's position has never been shaken for many years, let Senior Brother Liu challenge, your brain is in water, right?"

……

The disciples on the viewing platform also started to talk one after another.

The elders were also full of anticipation, and they also wanted to know if Liu Qinglan could defeat the personal disciples of the Yuanwu Realm Eightfold.

A smile appeared on Ling Xuan's face, but he knew that Liu Qinglan's cultivation was actually the early stage of the fifth level of the Yuan Martial Realm, not the fourth stage of the late stage on the surface. If he challenged Wang Jinglong in the early stage of Yae, he would have some chance of winning.

In the eyes of everyone's incomparably expectant eyes, Liu Qinglan's gaze swept over the faces of the four disciples, and finally froze on one disciple.

"Senior Brother Yan, Senior Brother wants to ask for advice!"

Liu Qinglan smiled faintly.

Hearing this, the Fighting Zone suddenly quieted down, and their eyes were filled with disbelief, how could they have thought that Liu Qinglan would actually dare to challenge Yan Xingyu, the second disciple of the Ling Sword Sect and the middle stage of the Upper Yuan Martial Realm?