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The Ranked Martial Arts meeting began.

Early morning.

After Mu Xuan finished washing and cleaning up his clothes, he walked towards the Xuanzong Arena.

In the Xuanzong Arena, it was crowded and lively, and almost all the attendants, slaves, and deacons of the outer gate would come to watch this ranking martial arts meeting.

In addition, some disciples, deacons, and even elders of the inner sect will also come here to inspect the strength of the outer disciples.

Looking around, Mu Xuan found a quieter seat and walked over.

On the high VIP seat, Deacon Luo and Sun Ming sat next to each other, and to the right of Deacon Luo was a middle-aged man in fancy clothes, slightly emaciated, with an invisible deterrent in his gestures, obviously a high-powered person.

"Deacon Luo, I don't know which one is the genius who has comprehended the pseudo-fire?" The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes said with a smile on his face.

Deacon Luo had already discovered Mu Xuan's location, pointed over and said, "Deacon Song, that is the Mu Xuan I mentioned to you, which made you laugh." ”

Deacon Song looked at Mu Xuan, took a closer look, and said suspiciously: "His cultivation is clearly in the middle stage of the martial spirit. ”

Sun Ming, who was next to Deacon Luo, showed a mysterious smile, "Actually, even I was surprised!" ”

"Hehe, this ranking martial arts battle will not be simple, I'll wait and see."

With his strong spiritual power, Mu Xuan sensed that someone was watching him, and there was more than one, one was Deacon Luo, Deacon Sun, and Deacon Na Song, the second was Jing Li, Zhang Tianci, and Tyre and others, and the third was Qin Ming, who followed his master to travel all over the world and roam the rivers and lakes.

Jing Li's cultivation seems to have been improved slightly, and he has initially reached the point where he is in the early stage of martial spirit completion.

Qin Ming is much stronger than him, and he has been completely stabilized, to the point of the late stage of the Martial Spirit Dacheng.

Maybe his strength is not the strongest, but after surviving in the City of Chaos for so many years, how can he underestimate it,

"Mu Xuan, I really didn't misread you!"

"It's just that it's still not enough!"

Qin Ming nodded slightly, but his expression was still solemn.

"Su Yang, Lin Mei......"

In his sight, Su Yang and a woman in a pink skirt appeared.

Suddenly, a powerful momentum swept through the arena, causing everyone to fall silent and look towards the entrance.

"This year's Ranking Martial Arts Meeting, Deacon Luo, are you ready for a fiasco?"

The crowd automatically lined up, and a middle-aged man in a white brocade robe walked over.

This person is Deacon Luo's opponent, the chief deacon of Xuanzong's outer gate, Zhong Qianjian.

Next to him, there were Su Yang and Su Shu, the two of them walked with Zhong Qianjian, with a sense of pride, and their eyes were almost looking down on everyone.

But it's no wonder that they are so arrogant, Zhong Qianjian's power in the outer gate of Xuanzong is greater than that of Deacon Luo and others, and because he is responsible for managing the children of those hidden families, he often works against Deacon Luo, so that he can't get off the stage.

Deacon Luo can't do anything about this, the other party is the chief deacon of the outer gate, and he is a powerful figure in the inner gate, and his own cultivation is also very good, reaching the half-step martial king, which can be called the first master of the outer gate of Xuanzong.

When it breaks through to the Martial King, it will be able to enter the inner gate of Xuanzong and obtain a higher status and power!

"Deacon Zhong, I didn't expect this ranking martial arts meeting, even you were shocked."

"Deacon Zhong, it's rare to have a chance to meet you, why don't we go have a few drinks."

The ordinary deacons around him, Qi Qi stammered Zhong Qianjian, and they were even more groveling than they were to Deacon Luo, as if they were slaves.

Zhong Qianjian waved his hand, "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, I, Zhong Qianjian, will give you face and drink with you." ”

After speaking, he strode up to the VIP seat, and motioned for Sun Ming to leave, with an irresistible majesty and domineering in his eyes.

Deacon Luo's face was ugly, Sun Ming knew that the situation was stronger than people, so he got up and stood up, "This rotten position, it hurts to sit in the butt, whoever likes to sit sits, Lao Tzu will not sit." ”

"Hehe, fuck your shit." He sat down with a grin, his palms resting on the table, making a muffled crackling sound.

In the distance, Mu Xuan's eyes flashed with anger.

Zhong Qianjian's perception was so keen, he immediately noticed Mu Xuan's gaze, seemed to be surprised by his cultivation, and said to Su Yang next to him: "Later, abolish that kid for me." ”

"Dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, it's really unbelievable!"

Deacon Luo said in a deep voice: "Zhong Qianjian, you shut up that stinky mouth ...... me. ”

Deacon Song saw that the two of them were not right, so he made peace and said: "Today is the ranking martial arts meeting, don't let the adults from the inner gate see the jokes, Brother Thousand Blades, I will invite you to have a drink in a few days." ”

"How can you not agree to Deacon Song's invitation." Zhong Qianjian didn't want to fall out directly with Deacon Luo, and at this moment, Deacon Song gave him a step down, so he naturally went down.

It wasn't until the competition was about to start that Lin Mei walked into the contestant area, accompanied by two female disciples, whose cultivation was basically above Wuling Xiaocheng.

As soon as Deacon Song saw Lin Mei, his eyes lit up, "This girl is very talented, and she is already at the peak of martial arts at a young age." ”

Deacon Luo nodded, "Her cultivation speed is indeed amazing. ”

When the time came, Deacon Luo stood up and said in a loud voice: "Disciple of Xuanzong's outer sect, the ranking martial arts will officially begin, and until the point is reached in the process of the competition, it is strictly forbidden to kill people, and violators will be dealt with according to the rules of the sect." ”

After speaking, Deacon Luo glanced at the red-robed elder on the referee's seat and nodded at him.

Elder Red Robe was the host of the ranking martial arts meeting in charge of this time, he cleared his throat, got up and said: "There are a total of twelve contestants, according to the randomly selected player images, to determine the personnel of the battle, and according to the images of the players selected successively, to separate the order of personnel!" ”

For these rules, the outer disciples are already familiar with them, and they are all quietly waiting, the extraction of images.

……

After everyone was ready, the red-robed elder said loudly: "The ranking martial arts meeting begins, please come to the stage with the two players who will fight first." ”

The first player was a not-so-famous outer disciple named Li Hao, and his opponent turned out to be Su Yang.

"I abstain." Li Hao raised his hand depressedly.

Hearing this, no one made fun of him, one is a martial spirit master, and the other is a martial spirit master, there is no need to compare at all, and it is a waste of time to compare.

The red-robed elder's buttocks were still hot, and he stood up again, "No. 3 player Jing Li vs. No. 4 player Yang Ao." ”

I have to say that in addition to Lin Mei and other geniuses, there are still some talents, the No. 3 and No. 4 players are martial arts masters, and the two sides do not give in to each other, and they fight to the death in the center of the arena, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

"Ice Blade! Cold! ”

"Proud of the world!"

The two no longer continued to entangle, and showed their own peerless pairs together.

Bang!

Yang Ao was slightly inferior after all, and was repelled a few steps, Jing Li was unforgiving, and after a few strong attacks, he flew the opponent with a sword.

"Jing Lisheng!"

"Next, Mu Xuan will fight Gut, and invite the two players to play." The voice that had not been seen for a long time came, Mu Xuan took a deep breath and slowly walked onto the field.

Gu Te's face was ugly, he thought that Mu Xuan was a half-step martial spirit realm, but the other party seemed to have gained some adventure and broke through to the middle stage of the martial spirit in one fell swoop.

His own strength is not much different from today's Jing Li, if Mu Xuan's cultivation is still in the half-step martial spirit realm, then there is still a glimmer of hope of winning, but now it seems that there is little hope.