After everyone had reached their positions, the three chairs moved, and one came to a platform to stand still.

On the south platform is the Yunfeng Throne, on the east side is the Wufeng Throne, on the west side is the Yaofeng Throne, and on the north side is the martial arts platform on the square, and there is a grandstand behind it.

After everything was settled, Yun Feng sat condescendingly, glanced at the inner disciples on the big competition, and said, "Now that the nineteen disciples of the family lineage have come to the square, if any of you want to challenge them, you can choose an opponent now." ”

After hearing this, Long Zun and the inner disciples of Dabi were speechless, and for a while, no one stood up to challenge the nineteen personal disciples in the square.

Yun Feng's gaze swept over Long Zun and their inner disciples, "Are you being modest? No one is willing to stand up and challenge, if there is no one, this seat will announce that the big competition is over, and if you want to challenge the position of a pro-disciple, you need to wait until next year." ”

When those personal disciples saw that no one stood up to challenge them, many of them had sneers on the corners of their mouths, and only a few seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'm coming!" As soon as the words fell, he saw Cheng Qingtian occupy the platform of the Wufeng disciple and walked a few steps to the platform in the square.

Seeing that the person who came was walking out of the middle of the disciples of Wufeng, his rough face had a happy look, and he said to Cheng Qingtian in his mouth: "Don't embarrass Wufeng. ”

"Yes, the disciple will never lose. Cheng Qingtian saluted the seat of the fog peak.

"It's good that you have faith, I'm waiting to see you become a disciple. Wu Feng put his hands on his chest, he still had more confidence in Cheng Qingtian, as long as he didn't challenge those few personal disciples.

Cheng Qingtian nodded firmly.

Yun Feng opened his mouth and asked, "Which disciple do you want to challenge?" ”

Cheng Qingtian's gaze skimmed over the nineteen personal disciples in turn, and finally fell on a young man in his early twenties, stretched out his hand, and said, "Senior Brother Wang Cheng, please advise." ”

The young man he pointed at was stunned for a moment, and then his face sank, and the flesh on his cheeks twitched slightly, and at the same time, there was a trace of worry in the corners of his eyes.

"You want to challenge me?" asked Wang Cheng, a disciple of his own lineage, instead of coming to the stage immediately, pointing his hand to his nose.

Cheng Qingtian nodded, and said, "Yes, please also ask Senior Brother Wang Cheng to come to the stage to advise?"

Wang Cheng's face was not depressed, but he still left the platform where he was, came to the platform in the square, and stood face to face with Cheng Qingtian more than ten steps away.

Seeing that the person who challenged Cheng Qingtian was Wang Cheng, the joy on the face of the Wufeng on the platform couldn't be hidden.

With his current strength, it is easy to see that Wang Cheng's cultivation is one of the bottom few among the nineteen personal disciples.

If there is no accident, Cheng Qingtian has a good chance to win Wang Cheng and replace him as a personal disciple.

What made him even happier was that Wang Cheng was a registered disciple of Yun Feng's throne, which could be regarded as Yun Feng's strength.

As long as Cheng Qingtian's challenge is successful, not only will Yun Feng lose one personal disciple, but also Wu Feng will have one more personal disciple.

Cheng Qingtian comprehended the fire attribute, and he believed that if Cheng Qingtian wanted to apprentice, he would definitely choose him, the master of the fog peak, who was also a fire attribute.

As soon as he subtracts and adds, his Wu Peak will have two more personal disciples than Yun Feng, so why should he be unhappy about such a good thing.

Yun Feng saw that Wu Feng was smiling on his face, and he couldn't guess what he meant, but nearly half of his personal disciples were his registered disciples, and if there were one or two less, he didn't care at all.

Seeing that Cheng Qingtian chose Wang Cheng as his opponent, some other people and many people were annoyed, why didn't they stand up earlier and challenge those personal disciples on the other side.

The one who challenges first can obviously find a weaker opponent, and when the time comes, the rest are strong, and if you want to challenge, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win the opponent.

However, among the personal disciples, they didn't know that Wang Cheng was weak alone, and there were a few people who were not very strong.

Many of Dabi's inner disciples began to grind their palms and fists, ready to wait for the competition on the stage to end, and then challenge a weaker personal disciple as an opponent.

Long Zun quietly competed in the stands between Cheng Qingtian and Wang Cheng.

He didn't have no plans, and he also wanted to challenge a weaker pro-lineage disciple in the past, but he had been in Yuntian Sect for too short a time, and he didn't know who among the pro-lineage disciples was weaker.

I can't find anyone to know about it.

There were only two people on the platform he was on, him and Zhou Yao, and Zhou Yao sat on the platform with an indifferent face, like an ice lump, and he was not interested in going to cool himself down.

Who let him have a bad relationship with Zhou Yao! If he opened his mouth to ask, he would be ignored by Zhou Yao, and he would lose face.

Although face is not valuable, he doesn't want to despise a woman, especially a woman who thinks she is beautiful, but doesn't know that she is a lump of ice at all.

The others had already chosen the opponent to challenge next, and Long Zun held his cheek raiser and looked at the eighteen personal disciples on the opposite side one by one.

After observing a circle, I couldn't see the depth of cultivation of these personal disciples at all.

So to prove one thing, he understands that these personal disciples are all higher than him in terms of cultivation, except for Wang Cheng on the stage.

I couldn't help but envy Cheng Qingtian's good luck, and the softest persimmon asked him to pick it up.

Since he couldn't see the opponent's cultivation, Long Zun lost interest in continuing to observe, and moved his gaze to the stage boredly.

At this moment, Cheng Qingtian was in the upper hand, suppressing Wang Cheng in terms of strength, forcing Wang Cheng to retreat step by step, and he didn't even have the ability to fight back, leaving only passive defense.

"Do you see that tall and thin man? As soon as Cheng Qingtian was finished, you immediately challenged him. Just as Long Zun was watching Cheng Qingtian play majestic on the stage, a female voice came from his ear.

He turned his head to look to the side and said suspiciously, "You told me?"

Zhou Yao made a cold face, nodded, and added: "That thin and tall man is one of the weakest people except for Wang Cheng, if you challenge him, it will be easy to win." ”

"Really, don't fool me, we are both disciples of Yaofeng, you can't harm me!" Long Zun hesitated, and he couldn't believe that Zhou Yao would be so kind.

Zhou Yaoliu frowned and said, "If it weren't for Senior Brother Wang, I would never tell you this, since you don't want to, forget it." ”

Long Zun shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm unwilling, but I can't think of you being so kind." ”

"Believe it or not, whatever you want. Hearing the suspicion in Long Zun's tone, Zhou Yao's face was cold, and he no longer paid attention to Long Zun.

"Well, I have to think about it, if I am cheated, it will dishonor my honor. Long Zun retracted his gaze and looked for the tall and thin man that Zhou Yao said among the disciples on the other side.

His eyes swept over the eighteen people, and he found that two of these people were thin and tall, and he didn't know which one Zhou Yao was talking about.

Looking back at Zhou Yao, who had an indifferent face, he had no choice but to ask with confidence.

Looking at the past, his eyes wandered back and forth on the two tall thin men, guessing which one was the tall and thin disciple who was easy to bully.

(End of chapter)