To Yang Kun's surprise, all he heard after closing his eyes was a look of surprise, so he slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly the scene in front of him also startled him, only to see that the nine dark grooves of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, and white were all lit up, and even a little dazzling. www.biquge.info However, only the beads in the black dark grooves rose up in the nine dark grooves, which showed that now Yang Kun only cultivated the spiritual qi, and the beads slowly rose, and everyone's expressions were also so shocked that they were about to burst, and the beads slowly approached level 8, and then slowly exceeded the 8 scale, continued to rise, and finally stopped at the place where the scale was 9.

Whew~ The audience is crazy again!

"How is it possible, doesn't it mean that he can't cultivate? How could his Immortal Vitality level be higher than Yang Yulong's? ”

The elder on the stage announced: "Yang Kun, Immortal Yuan Qi level 9, qualified!" ”

Yang Kun is the last, so this screening activity starts with Yang Yulong and ends with Yang Kun.

Next, it's time for the knockout round.

The total number of participants is more than two hundred, but there are not many who have reached level 9 of qi refining, and there are less than ten, so if nothing else, Yang Kun will definitely be able to enter the top ten, but if he wants to win the first championship, I am afraid it will not be so easy.

Among them, what worries Yang Kun the most is not those who are level 9 in qi refining, but Yang Yulong.

Although Yang Yulong had only reached the 8th level of Qi refining, if he learned the Nether Emissary's Soul Restraint Hand, he would probably not be able to deal with it.

With a wave of his hand, the elder on the competition platform cast a spell to remove the bulky vitality tester from the platform, then cleaned up and walked down.

The disciples who participated in the competition couldn't help but lean towards the center of the stage, and Yang Kun raised his eyes to see that it was full of human heads.

At this time, Yang Changmen, the owner of the East Helm, who had been sitting and had not moved, stood up and announced: "The following game is a melee, and the time limit is the time of a stick of incense, if the person who is still standing on the stage after a stick of incense can enter a round of the game, and no weapons and hidden weapons shall be used in the game, otherwise the competition will be disqualified!" ”

Scrimmage? Yang Kun raised his eyes and saw that Yang Yulong on the stage also looked towards this side fiercely, his heart was shocked, and he said secretly: "Later, this guy will definitely join his comrades to besiege me!" ”

Yang Kun suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and when he had an idea, he was not to be outdone, the corners of his mouth raised an arc, and he smiled at Yang Yulong with contempt.

Yang Yulong's eyes widened, and he said coldly: "You will definitely die miserably in a while!" ”

Yang Changmen, the master of the East Rudder, shouted to the disciples on the competition platform: "Prepare ~ start!" ”

Suddenly, the stage immediately became a swarm of bees, and several disciples were kicked and flew off the stage just by hearing a few bangs.

Yang Kun condensed a hidden character, and then hid his figure, Yang Yulong couldn't find Yang Kun on the competition platform, and he was angry at the moment, so he had to spread his anger on the other disciples.

The invisible Yang Kun sat leisurely on the edge of the competition platform, like an irrelevant person watching a play.

As soon as the time for a stick of incense arrived, Yang Changmen immediately announced: "When the time comes, stop it, if anyone does it again, they will be disqualified from the competition!" ”

As soon as these words came out, even Yang Yulong stopped, looking at the dozens of people left on the stage, he didn't see Yang Kun, so he smiled and said in a low voice: "This guy, it seems that he has already rolled off the stage before it is my turn to make a move." ”

After that, he looked down the stage, but when he saw the disciples lying on the ground crookedly, Yang Yulong didn't even see the slightest figure of Yang Kun. Then he wondered: "Where did this guy go?" Not on or off stage? Could it be that he is missing? ”

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind him: "Are you looking for me?" ”

Yang Yulong was taken aback suddenly, turned his head to see that it was Yang Kun, and said in panic: "You, where did you come from?" ”

Yang Kun smiled and said, "I've always been behind you!" ”

Yang Yulong's face changed, and he was speechless.

At this time, Yang Changmen on the high platform waved his hand, and a bamboo stick of the same size appeared, with a number written on the bamboo stick, and then compared the disciples on the martial platform: "After this scuffle, the number of people on your stage has been sharply reduced from more than 200 to 60 people, I have 60 signatures in my hand, each sign has a number, whoever grabs which signature is how many numbers, grab it!" ”

After saying that, Yang Changmen threw it suddenly, and the sixty bamboo sticks were like butterflies flying in the sky, sprinkled on the competition platform.

Yang Kun's body moved, and a bamboo stick appeared in his hand, and he fixed his eyes and saw that it was No. 9.

Seeing that the sixty disciples on the stage all got a bamboo stick, Yang Changmen announced: "The following is a match, there are sixty disciples on the stage, and those who draw No. 1 are compared to No. 60, those who draw No. 2 are compared to No. 59, and so on!" Below, please stay on the 1st and 60th, and the other disciples will go down and wait. ”

After the other disciples went down, there were only two disciples left on the stage, they were No. 1 and No. 60, Yang Changmen said to the two disciples: "Once the game starts, whoever falls off the stage first will lose." ”

Two disciples stood in the center of the competition platform, and one of the thick-eyed and big-eyed disciples arched his hand and said, "I'm No. 1 Yang Hu, Qi refining level 6, please give me advice!" ”

The other is a disciple of the high school, who is also polite and hugging his fist, and said: "I am No. 60 Yang Yun, level 5 of qi refining, and I hope that Brother Tai's subordinates will be merciful!" ”

After Yang Changmen saw that the two of them were ready, he then announced, "Let's go!" ”

Immediately, the two disciples on the stage moved, Yang Hu's Immortal Yuan Qi was 1 level higher than Yang Yun's, so he quickly gained the upper hand, Yang Yun retreated one after another, and was finally pushed off the competition platform by Yang Hu with a palm.

"No. 2 Yang Husheng!" Yang Changmen announced: "Next, please come to the stage on the 2nd and 59th!" ”

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"Next, please come to the stage on the 9th and 51st!" Yang Nagato announced.

Yang Kun was shocked in his heart, and said in a low voice: "It's finally me, and I don't know who the opponent is?" ”

Yang Qing on the side handed the sickle to Yang Kun and instructed: "Be careful!" ”

Yang Kun snorted, then took the sickle and put it on his shoulder, and slowly walked onto the competition platform.

At this time, another disciple also walked up, but he walked up with his bare hands, and when the man saw that it was Yang Kun, he immediately panicked, and hugged his fists and said: "I'm No. 51, Yang Song, level 7 of qi refining, please be merciful under the knife!" ”

Yang Kun smiled faintly and said, "Since you don't have a weapon, I don't need a weapon either!" ”

With that, he put the sickle down and threw it on the countertop.

Yang Song's face suddenly relaxed, and said: "Then thank you, the sword has no eyes, it is better to not use it or not." Everyone is a brother, and it's not good to hurt anyone! ”

When Yang Kun heard this, he felt that this opponent was very funny, and then he was also more like-for-like and nodded.