There was a two-meter-high platform not far from the ring, and Qingxing stood on top of the platform, stretching his neck, and looked vigorously at the top of the ring below.

"Is there someone you know up there?" the old man sitting in front of Qingxing frowned slightly when he saw his probe movements, turned his head and asked in a low voice.

"I just met yesterday, a very interesting person. Qingxing said with a smile.

In fact, he doesn't laugh, and others think he's laughing when they look at it. The key is the pair of crescent eyes on his face, it is too easy to misunderstand that his eyes that are smiling all day long are narrowed into a slit.

"Oh, is it?" the old man turned his head and looked in the direction of the ring below, "which one is it?" ”

"It's easy to recognize, he's very special, different from others, and he goes to the ring with a cane in his hand. Qingxing's mouth was attached to the old man's ear and he said softly.

The old man's eyes moved imperceptibly, his gaze turned slightly, and he soon found the person Qingxing said in a ring near the middle.

After looking at it for a while, he shook his head and said, "It's very ordinary, although it can be promoted, it's not the disciple we need in Haizhou Sect." ”

After speaking, the old man stopped paying attention to the ring, and began to observe the young people competing in the other rings.

"Don't you think he's funny? He's not a weapon, he's really an ordinary crutch. Qingxing looked at Long Zun in the ring with interest.

The old man smiled and shook his head, concentrating on the few young people he valued in the ring.

In the ring, Long Zun had no idea what was going on on the high platform not far away, and he didn't know that anyone had paid attention to him.

At this time, he was using the crutches in his hand as a weapon to force back an opponent who wanted to come and take advantage.

Although the crutch is not as good as a spear and spear, it can barely be used as a long weapon, especially the crutch is made of a piece of iron and wood, and the hardness is not much harder than ordinary steel.

After this period of recovery, although Long Zun had not completely recovered his original strength cultivation, cultivators below the ninth rank of martial disciples did not want to take advantage of him at all.

An iron-wood cane was used in his hand, and several opponents who originally wanted to get close to him had to give up and choose another opponent in the face of airtight defense.

A few people saw that Long Zun's body was inconvenient to move, and they wanted to take advantage of it, but when they saw that others began to shift their targets, they knew that there was no cheap to pick up, so they gave up one after another and focused on other opponents.

The small group that had just formed an alliance and wanted to join forces to deal with Long Zun was instantly disbanded and turned back into opponents.

After picking up the crutches used as a spear for a while, and seeing that no one was looking for trouble, Long Zun stopped, and the crutches were put on the ground again.

As long as they are promoted, the competition will not stop one after another, and some young cultivators who can basically be determined to advance can basically solve the opponent in one move and never drag it to the second move, and at the same time, they must also try to ensure that they are not injured and have sufficient energy.

Long Zun was the same, seeing that no one was bothering him in the ring, he put away his hand and stood alone on the side of the ring.

There is another person standing in the ring as leisurely as him, and that is the young son of the Lu family.

As soon as he entered the ring, he used the cultivation of the ninth order of the martial artist to deter the others in the ring, so that other opponents were unwilling to provoke.

Under the ring where Long Zun's back was facing, there was a pair of vicious eyes in the crowd, always staring at his back.

The owner with the vicious gaze looked at the competition in the ring for a while, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and turned around and walked outside the crowd.

"Why don't you look at it? Didn't you say you want to know about his strength?" Seeing him leave, a young man next to him glanced at Long Zun's back and said puzzled.

The master of the vicious gaze snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Don't look at it." ”

"What's wrong?"

"It's just a martial artist realm, and it's not qualified to be my opponent. The resentful gaze master turned his head and glanced at Long Zun in the ring again.

"Oh!" the other young man nodded in understanding, and hurriedly chased after him, leaving the ring.

Not long after the two of them walked out, Long Yun rushed back, looked at the back of Sun Dewang who had just walked away, and whispered to himself: "Why is he here!"

Before he could think about it, he saw Long Chi walking out of the crowd with an ugly face.

Temporarily shaking off Sun Dewang in his mind, Long Yun took a few steps towards Long Chi, came to the front, and asked, "How is it in the ring?"

Long Chi glanced at Long Yun with a gloomy face, and said in a bad tone: "I don't know." ”

Originally, he waited with hope, but the people in the ring injured and disabled Long Zun, as long as Long Zun was not allowed to advance, so that he would have something to say.

But except for a few people in the ring who tested Long Zun's strength, they all gave up continuing to find trouble with Long Zun, which made him very unhappy.

It took him a long time to fight in the ring to get a promotion place, but seeing Long Zun standing in the ring leisurely, no one dared to mess with him, if there was no accident, I am afraid that he could easily get a promotion place.

This made him very dissatisfied, and he lost interest in continuing to watch, and walked out of the crowd alone, just in time to meet Long Yun who came over.

"You just came out of it, how could you not know?" asked Long Yun with a frown.

"If you don't know, you don't know. Long Chi said angrily, "If you want to know how it is in the ring, you can go inside and see it yourself." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Long Yun to ask, Long Chi flicked his sleeves and walked away.

Long Yun had no choice but to squeeze into the crowd and squeeze in the direction of the ring.

When he came to the bottom of the ring, when he saw Long Zun standing leisurely in the ring, his hanging heart relaxed, and he waited for the end of the competition above the ring under the ring with peace of mind.

Soon, all six people in the ring were eliminated, and there were four remaining people fighting for three promotion spots.

In addition to Long Zun and the Lu family's son, there were also two young men who joined forces to force a martial artist eighth-order opponent out of the ring.

The two young men gasped for breath and stood back to back on the other side of the ring, recovering the Xuan Qi in their bodies and the strength of their bodies.

There was no fight for a while, and the ring was quiet.

The four people in the ring were divided into three directions, each standing in one direction, and at the same time there was vigilance in their eyes.

Probably recovering a little, the two young men who were leaning together turned around and glanced at each other, and suddenly activated, and at the same time rushed towards Long Zun.

Long Yunxin under the ring suddenly pinched up, worried that Long Zun would be defeated by these two people who joined forces.

Seeing the two opponents who rushed over together, Long Zun was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that when the competition was about to end, someone wanted to eliminate him.

However, after a moment, Long Zun made a move.

The crutches in his hand were raised again, laid flat on his chest, and poked in the face of the person who rushed to the front.

The young man who rushed to the front saw the tip of the crutches, hurriedly braked, and shook his upper body, trying to take the opportunity to dodge.

(End of chapter)