Changfeng woke up and found that his chest was hot in the cave where the master had lived. Xiba was silent on the side, and the whole person was eerie. Changfeng's face was wet, and a cold feeling came at once. When he turned his head, he found that the little white snake was licking his face. I don't feel like I make a sound. Xiba turned around instantly when he heard Changfeng wake up, and the gloomy aura on his body gradually receded.

"You're awake! I'm sorry, I'm ...... I was scared, and if I hadn't hesitated, maybe it wouldn't have been."

"Heh, ahem...... Hehe... Cough... , brother, enough, you are enough. It's not customary for you to do this, and I have to do this if you get on it, maybe you and our brothers are still sleeping in that pool." Although the words were ridiculous, but the heart was warm, and I identified this brother. Then he said: "The first life and death struggle is almost the same, but if we want to go on this cultivation path, it is far from enough for us to blindly cultivate in the sect, actual combat can happen at any time, and if we have no combat experience, we will be sent to death."

The two looked at each other and smiled, both were silent and silent, Changfeng felt that his physical condition was very bad, there were cracks in his ribs, and his viscera was turbulent and a little shocked. Then he walked into the dragon blood pool to raise, and the little white snake also followed, and he was very curious about the little white snake Changfeng, how powerful the Chiyan python was to smash it with all its might, but this little thing survived. However, the white snake didn't know Changfeng's admiration at all, his eyes prayed and looked at Changfeng's agility and cuteness, Changfeng didn't know what it wanted to do, and he didn't want to go against its will when he saw that cute appearance, so he smiled and nodded, and the little guy turned around and disappeared into the flesh and blood of the holy dragon.

Changfeng's internal organs were injured and he was unable to refine blood. When he was bored, he gently hit his internal organs with his internal breath, and suddenly a hot pain swept through his body. The beads of sweat the size of the beans on his head fell, although it was painful, but Changfeng felt that it was broken and then stood up, and it was the right time to practice the viscera at this time, so the ninja pain drummed up the internal breath and hit the viscera again and again......

After going back and forth for half a month, the internal and external injuries on his body were healed, so he wanted to go back, and it happened that Xiba also wanted to return to the sect to participate in the newcomer competition. The two said they would leave, and Shi Shiran came down the mountain. I went to Cangshui City to see my family, and I went to the City Lord's Mansion to ride a mount and came to the sect. I returned to the Spirit Sword Sect and went to the mission hall to hand in the task, and returned to the small courtyard after changing the reward.

The newcomer contest was held ten days later, and Changfeng was in good shape at the moment, so he wanted to take the opportunity to refine his blood. According to the Heavenly Exercises, this blood refining must be done with the help of heaven and earth spiritual objects, and with the help of spiritual energy, blood refining and refining essence.

The Chaos Sutra exercises are completely different, you need to use special martial arts to increase the load on your body, and then promote blood flow and regeneration. The exercises have long been familiar with the chest, but they are a little rusty when they practice that set of martial arts, and Changfeng also knows that cultivation is something that cannot be rushed, and it takes ten days to practice the moves, and it is still far from practicing blood into essence. And in the past few days, Xiba has gone out early and returned late, and every time he comes back, his nose is blue and his face is swollen. I heard that in the past few days, he has challenged everywhere in the sect, and he has lost more than he won.

The next day, it was finally the day of the newcomer competition, and on the way to the martial arts arena, Xiba was chattering non-stop beside him, saying that someone predicted the top ten in the competition, Mu Hibiscus was the first, Wang Yanghui was second, Lu Wanning was third, Sun Feifei was fourth, and he was actually the fifth ....... He also said that there are many versions of the rumors about himself in the sect, but they all feel that they are the most mysterious in this big competition. It's understandable to think about it, he won the championship in one fell swoop, and then he never appeared in the field of vision of others at all, and even the elders only went to preach once, or left halfway.

The two came to the martial arts arena while chatting, the martial arts arena of the Spirit Sword Sect was completely different from the previous world, the martial arts arena here was built on a hill according to the mountainous terrain, there were thousands, and they were all blessed by formations. I heard that the more you go to the top, the more powerful the formation becomes, and even the top of the Guiyuan Realm powerhouse can't be destroyed with a single blow.

After a while, a large group of sect masters appeared in the ring at the top around seven or eight elders, and a white-bearded and white-haired elder in the middle came out of the crowd: "All the disciples have been practicing in the sect for half a year, and this time we will test your cultivation results." Those who perform well, the inner disciples will be rewarded with a Yellow Rank Dao weapon, the outer disciples will be promoted to the inner disciples, and the top ten will be rewarded, and the last 100 will all be deprived of the identity of the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, erase their memories and return to their hometowns. Dabi starts now. ”

After listening to Xiba's introduction, I learned that this white-clothed and white-haired elder was the first seat of the Transmission Palace, and the first seat of the Sect Master and the First Sect of the Discipline Academy, known as the three elders of the Spirit Sword Sect, and it was said that he cultivated to be a god of refinement.

According to the rules, the rookie competition will be drawn by lot for the promotion match, and the top 100 will be determined and then the qualifying match will be held. The two drew lots at the elder, Changfeng No. 426, Xiba No. 31, found the corresponding ring, and saw that the opponent was already on the stage, it was a young man with yellow hair, and the two didn't know each other and hugged their fists and saluted directly.

The yellow-haired teenager made continuous progress. Then a punch went straight into the middle palace, Changfeng knew at a glance that the other party had no fighting skills at all, this punch hit a very strong force, but if it is not hit, the change of moves will inevitably leave a long gap, if you fight with the master, this gap is enough to send ten lives. Seeing that the fist was in front of him, Changfeng dodged sideways, and then followed the yellow-haired boy further, and pushed it out with a palm on his back when the boy turned around, and the yellow-haired boy was forced, and rushed down the ring without self-control.

Changfeng won easily, and went to watch Xiba's game, Xiba was fighting in close quarters with his physical strength far beyond the opponent, and it was only a matter of time before he won. No longer paying attention to the battle situation of Xiba, he swept around, and found that Lu Wanning also happened to be looking at him, and the two of them looked away as soon as they touched, and they both looked into the distance......

The first knockout round ended quickly, followed by the second round. Changfeng went to draw lots and walked into the corresponding ring, this time the opponent was a woman, Changfeng made it difficult, although he was decisive in his previous life, but there were no women on the battlefield in that world, let alone fighting with women, staying in the army all day, and there were very few women he had seen for more than ten years.

It is said that women's strength is smaller than that of men, and they have an idea, remembering that the gap between the two is too big last time when they fought against the Chiyan Python, and they were completely abused, and they did not measure their physical strength. After seeing the ceremony, the girl rushed over and punched her in the chest, and Changfeng did not avoid it, allowing it to hit her in the chest. With a "bang", Changfeng didn't feel any pain at all, and he was still motionless by the opponent's several punches.

This test made Changfeng very satisfied. Sure enough, it is the hardship of the hardships that he endures, and he is a master. He smiled slightly.

After hitting for more than ten times, people didn't fight back and didn't cry out in pain, so they stood still like this, which made the woman quite embarrassed, but Changfeng's faint smile appeared on her somewhat feminine face, like a pear blossom blooming, indescribably good-looking. The woman's cheeks flew suddenly, neither beating nor walking, and she was not embarrassed to stand with her fists firmly raised. Changfeng has never seen such a scene in his two lives, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and he felt that so many people next to him suddenly had hot cheeks when they looked at it, and their eyes flashed and they didn't dare to look at the woman again.

The mentor who acts as a referee is a wonderful person.

"The audience is still basking in the sun and waiting, tell me who wins?" The woman reacted quickly, hurriedly ran down the ring, and disappeared in an instant. Suddenly, his eyes fell, and the beards of the two old men in white who were hidden in the clouds were shaking......

Changfeng walked out of the ring, and he didn't dare to look around, staring at his toes waiting for the draw to come down. The subsequent promotion tournament was carried out quickly due to the decrease in the number of people, and Changfeng's physical fitness far exceeded that of ordinary people, so he naturally won the victory. Follow the local customs, and do not be embarrassed by who the opponent is.

The qualifying match was scheduled for the second day, and Changfeng didn't wait for Xiba, and went straight back in a strange gaze. Not long after Xiba came back, because he had not been exposed to martial arts, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, but this did not affect his mood, and he looked very happy. It's no wonder that this guy not only made it into the qualifying round, but also heard about Changfeng's daytime, and stared at Changfeng with strange eyes.

"Brother, what is her name? What kind of person you are, you are willing to be beaten, and you even forget about the competition. ”

Changfeng saw that this guy was just making fun of him, so he glared at it and went to cultivate.