On the test platform, Long Zun stood calmly on it, but the person opposite had his nostrils facing the sky, his eyes were on the top of his brain, and he looked at people with slanted eyes.

"There is no one in the inner disciples, and you are actually asked to challenge me with such a yellow-mouthed child. The other party squinted at Long Zun, with an arrogant face.

Looking at the other party's invincible appearance, Long Zun was unhappy in his heart, a personal disciple who had been eliminated, what a bullish anger.

"Forget it, as your senior brother, don't say that I bullied you, let you make three moves, let's make a move!" The other party put his hands behind his back, his face slanted to the sky, and his nostrils were facing Long Zun.

Suppressing the disgust in his heart, Long Zun arched his hand and said, "Dare to ask the name of the senior brother?"

"Want to know my name?" the other party suddenly laughed, "It's okay, you won't be ashamed to lose to me, just take my name to make a name, remember, my name is Geng Le, a disciple of Yuntian Sect Geng Le." ”

"Senior Brother Xie, I remember. Long Zun smiled at the corner of his mouth, "I will help Senior Brother Geng spread his name." ”

"Well, I'm quite obedient, I'm so sensible, senior brother, I won't let you lose too badly for a while. Geng Le said with a proud face.

Long Zun shook his head slightly, and said, "Senior Brother Geng has misunderstood, I will preach with others that Senior Brother Geng Le, the former personal disciple, was defeated in my hands." ”

As he spoke, his open palm slowly clenched into a fist.

Geng Le lowered his chin, and then he glanced at Long Zun, and said with disdain on his face: "Just because you also want to defeat me, want to step on me to make a name, and tell you that I have booked the position of this year's personal disciple." ”

Long Zun smiled indifferently and said, "I think that Senior Brother Geng, you can't even get the top twenty in this year's big competition, and you need to participate in another big competition next year." ”

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and added with a little annoyance: "Oh, by the way, there will be more powerful inner disciples next year, I'm afraid Senior Brother Geng, you will personally pass on the dream of disciples, I'm afraid you will have to say goodbye forever." ”

He spoke unceremoniously, obviously telling Geng Le not to daydream.

Geng Le's face turned cold, he was in his thirties this year, and he was originally one of the oldest among these inner disciples.

There is no age limit for Dabi, but there is an age limit for inner disciples, and the age of inner disciples cannot exceed forty years old.

Because the best age for a person to cultivate is between fifteen and forty years old, only after becoming a powerhouse in the Great Martial Master Realm and cultivating qi can he break the shackles of this age.

Without the qualification of an inner disciple, there is no opportunity to participate in the big competition, and in a few years, you can only become an ordinary deacon of the outer gate.

If you become a personal disciple, between the ages of one and forty, even if you can't become a Great Martial Master Realm cultivator, you will have the opportunity to become an inner disciple deacon or a deacon of the main hall.

They are also deacons, and the status of the outer deacon and the inner deacon is very different, and they hesitate about the difference between the outer disciples and the personal disciples.

"Boy, do you know that you are provoking a personal disciple?" Geng Le grimaced.

"Pro-disciple?" Long Zun opened his mouth wide, with a look of surprise, "Mom, this is the big competition of the inner disciples, and he actually mixed in with the pro-disciples, no, I want to report it, it's just a weasel mixed into the group, pretending to be garlic!"

Geng Le's face darkened, and he said in a gloomy voice: "I was once a personal disciple, and I was reduced to an inner disciple, but after this big competition, I will become a personal disciple again." ”

"It turns out that he is not a personal disciple, but an inner disciple, and I am really right, the weasel in the chicken flock, here is garlic!" Long Zun scoffed.

"Presumptuous!" Geng Le's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, "even if I used to be a weasel...... Bah...... It's a personal disciple, that's also a personal disciple, not to mention this time, I will regain my identity as a personal disciple. ”

Looking at Geng Le's smug look, Long Zun pursed his lips and said, "Don't think about it, you have no fun, be your inner disciple honestly!"

Geng Le looked at the dragon clan viciously and said, "Who do you think you are? ”

Long Zun shook his head with a smile, "I can't decide where the pro-disciple belongs, but I can knock you out, and when you meet me, you won't even be able to get the top 20 rankings in the big competition this year, and you won't be qualified to challenge the pro-disciple, so naturally you won't be able to get the position of the pro-disciple." ”

"Just because you want to stop me?" Long Zun in front of Geng Le showed a disdainful expression.

"Just try it. Long Zun hooked his finger at him contemptuously, and put on an attacking posture.

was despised by an inner disciple, Geng Lehuo hit the top of his brain, "Let you, an inner disciple, see what is the strength of a personal disciple." ”

After saying that, take the lead in the first move, as for what made you make three moves before, it should be a fart.

"Good time, I'll give you two throwing knives to try first. Long Zun didn't really think that Geng Le would let him make three moves, he raised his hand and grabbed it in the air, and the two wind blades were sandwiched between his fingers.

Raising his wrist and waving at Geng Le, the two wind blades burst out of the air with a roaring sound and went straight to Geng Le.

"Wind Blade Technique, you actually comprehended the wind attribute. Geng Le exclaimed, his face was ugly, and his body suddenly dodged left and right, avoiding the two wind blades.

"That's right, it's a pity that there is no reward, but I see that you don't seem to have comprehended the elements of heaven and earth, just an ordinary martial artist realm. As soon as he made a move, Long Zun didn't feel the breath of heaven and earth elements from Geng Le.

Geng Le's face was as black as ink, and it was precisely because he did not comprehend the elements of heaven and earth that he was challenged by others during the last big competition and lost his status as a personal disciple.

Otherwise, with the resources of a year's personal disciples, where can these inner disciples easily challenge, even the weakest personal disciples, as long as they comprehend the elements of heaven and earth, facing the inner disciples will be absolutely crushed.

Only when he cultivated his Xuan Li to reach the limit of the martial master realm, but he was never able to comprehend the elements of heaven and earth, was the goal of those inner disciples.

For those who have never been able to comprehend the elements of heaven and earth, he has always been obsessed, and for those inner disciples who have comprehended the elements of heaven and earth, he is jealous and hateful.

"You think you can help me with a few wind blades, and today I will tell you that Xuan Li is the foundation of a cultivator. Geng Le rose from the ground, waved a pair of fleshy palms, and hit out of the air.

The palm wind was blowing, the air waves were rolling, and the mysterious power that erupted from the palm was surging with a scorching breath, surging like a tide, and rushed towards Long Zun.

"It's too slow. The corners of Long Zun's mouth hooked, his wrist flicked, and two more wind blades flew out, and then he turned around and left, avoiding the heat wave of Xuanli.

Poof!

The wind blade slammed into the Xuanli Qi wave, and was instantly engulfed by the air wave, making a sound of air flow crushing.

The heat wave paused slightly, and continued to pounce, but when it came, the dragon clan was already seven or eight steps away.

(End of chapter)