On the second day, the World Martial Arts Selection Competition was held as scheduled. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The meeting was presided over by Elder Qingyun, and the rest of the elders sat below to watch.

Elder Qingyun bluntly announced the rules of the competition.

In this competition, both core disciples and inner disciples can participate. But there is a rule, that is, after one year, the age must be under twenty. Because only disciples under the age of twenty can participate in the World Martial Arts. In other words, the disciples participating in this sect selection cannot be more than nineteen years old at the moment.

As soon as the age limit is reached, many outstanding disciples in the core area have been turned away, and almost only the new core disciples of Yang Qian's generation meet the requirements. There were also core disciples in previous years, but there were very few.

"In this competition, the winner is king. Regardless of our cultivation level, as long as we win the competition, we can represent the sect to participate in the World Martial Arts in a year's future. If the loser is not convinced and thinks that he should be in the winning camp, then he is welcome to challenge in the final link. Next, participants will sign up for the lottery. ”

Elder Qingyun's voice fell, and immediately a large number of disciples flocked to the registration office on the side.

The atmosphere was unusually hot.

Yang Qian and Qian Duoduo did not squeeze into the crowd, but stood quietly on the periphery of the crowd.

Out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see a white lightsaber with an indifferent face not far away.

The white light sword glanced at Yang Qian, and in his sharp eyes, the killing intent was undisguised.

"Phew, it looks like his revenge is about to begin." Yang Qian said in a low voice.

"Yes," Qian Duoduo glanced at Bai Guangsaber, "He insists on participating in this competition, I'm afraid he doesn't just want to lose the opportunity to participate in the World Martial Arts this time." ”

"It's kind of weird. His wounds should not have fully healed. Yang Qian wondered.

"The white light sword is a person, you can't be reasonable. Do you remember the sacrificial power he used in the Core Trial? Qian Duoduo asked.

Thinking of the horror when the White Light Sword used its sacrificial power that day, Yang Qian couldn't help frowning, and he still had palpitations in his heart.

If it weren't for the balls, I guess they would have died at the hands of this guy that day.

White lightsaber, kill him!

For such an enemy, if there is a chance, Yang Qian will definitely not let him live.

Whoever wants to kill him must die!

If you are soft-hearted, you will only be the one who dies in the end.

"Are you worried that he will use that kind of power in the competition?" Yang Qian asked.

Qian Duoduo nodded, "He should have expected that sooner or later you would meet on the test bench." He's probably coming for you. ”

Yang Qian does not deny that there is such a possibility.

"It's just that all the elders in the audience are here, even if they are coming at me, he can't be bold enough to kill me directly, right?" Yang Qiandao.

"He will definitely use extremely stealthy methods, and he will be sure to kill with one blow, and he will not show the slightest flaw. The power of the sacrifice is extremely mysterious, and with a certain method, you can greatly increase your cultivation without knowing it, even if it is an elder, it is difficult to detect. Qian Duoduo looked at Yang Qian with a worried face.

Yang Qian's expression was solemn and he glanced in the direction where the white lightsaber was. But at some point, the white lightsaber had already walked away.

Yang Qian shook his head and threw himself away. At the moment, there are no more words with Qian Duoduo.

Soon, the two signed up.

After the registration was completed, the disciples in charge of the registration work counted the number of applicants, a total of 31 people.

According to the principle of one-to-one correspondence in the draw, a total of 31 lots were designed. On the thirty sticks, the numbers from one to fifteen are written respectively. And at the end there is a blank lot.

For each number, there are two signs. Disciples who draw the same number will compete on the same stage.

For example, if both A and B draw the No. 1 lot, then they will compete on the same stage.

Those who draw blank lotteries will have byes and advance directly.

After the registration ended, when Yang Qian and Qian Duoduo were waiting for the lottery, Yang Qian saw two familiar figures.

"My aunt, let go quickly, my ears are about to fall off......" Zhang Baowen was pulled by Xue Wu and kept begging for mercy.

And Xue Wu also looked like she didn't spare Zhang Baowen, and said with a smile: "Dead fatty, who told you not to wait for me!" ”

Although the two were fighting, they seemed extremely intimate.

Seeing these two people, Yang Qian suddenly wondered, and wondered how the two of them came together.

"Introduce two people to you." Yang Qian shook his head with a smile and said a lot to Qian.

With that, the two of them walked together in the direction of Zhang Baowen and Xue Wu.

"Bowen, Snow Dance." Yang Qian called the two from afar.

Hearing this, Zhang Baowen and Xue Wu looked at Yang Qian at the same time.

"Boss, help me!" Zhang Baowen was obviously tortured by Xue Wu badly, and he looked like he was "deeply affected", and when he saw Yang Qian, he opened his mouth for help.

Listening to Zhang Baowen's plea for help, Xue Wu's jade hand holding Zhang Baowen's ear was a little harder, and said with a smile: "Dead fatty, your boss is my boyfriend, so he won't save you." ”

Ga!

Xue Wu's words suddenly made Yang Qian a little embarrassed. There were many people around, and the sound of Xue Wu was not small, and suddenly many people cast curious glances at Yang Qian.

"Boss ......" Zhang Baowen wanted to cry without tears.

Since Yang Qian and Xue Wu became a "couple" (fake couple), Xue Wu has used her identity as Yang Qian's girlfriend many times to "persecute" Zhang Baowen.

It is said that good men don't fight with women, but Zhang Baowen can't fight even if he wants to fight with Xue Wu.

Snow Dance is eccentric and thinks of all kinds of ways to trick him, but it makes him hate Snow Dance.

Xue Wu seems to take special "care" of Zhang Baowen, Zhang Baowen really has nothing to do with her.

Yang Qian directly ignored the curious and surprised gazes of everyone around him, feeling angry and funny. But he pretended to be serious and said to the two: "Okay, don't make trouble." ”

Xue Wu seemed to listen to Yang Qian's words very much, and sure enough, she let go of the jade hand that was holding Zhang Baowen's ear, and said with a smile: "This time, for the sake of your boss, I will spare you." ”

Zhang Baowen rubbed his hot ears, said 10,000 thanks in his heart, and secretly swore that he would take a detour when he saw this "witch" in the future.

"What kind of grudge do you have?" Yang Qian couldn't help but want to laugh. Zhang Baowen and Xue Wu are simply a perfect match, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

"She ......" Zhang Baowen was about to speak, but was glared at by Xue Wu, and swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

"The fat man admires my beauty, and stalks me to chase me...... told him that this girl has a master, and he still doesn't give up, so he can only give him a little bitterness. Xue Wu blinked her big eyes full of aura, and although her mouth was full of nonsense, she looked innocent.

Yang Qian and Zhang Baowen couldn't help but have black lines above their heads.

Yang Qian didn't want to continue to dwell on this issue, so he asked, "Are you here to see the competition?" ”

Xue Wu smiled and said, "No, we also signed up." ”

Ga!

When Xue Wu's words fell, Yang Qian was surprised. The fox looked at Xue Wu suspiciously, and finally cast an inquiring glance at Zhang Baowen.

"It's her, who took it upon herself to report ...... me"

Before the word "name" could be spoken, Xue Wu grabbed Zhang Baowen's ear again with lightning speed, and threatened with a smile: "Dead fatty, who do you say is making his own claim?" ”