"Squeak...... Pickup?"

Pikachu poked a mouse's head out of Chiton's pocket, and his bean-sized eyes scanned in all directions, and when he saw the countless human heads above his head, he immediately retracted his head in fright.

After a long time of tuning, a squeaky mouse successfully transformed its own cry into a boastful sound like a 'pickup', but the ghost knows what the yellow mouse has experienced.

Chiton patted his pocket, and the little guy poked his head out again.

"Look hard, study hard, and count on you to slay the dragon in the future." Chiton had high hopes for the yellow-skinned mouse, and Pikachu shook his head innocently, knowing full well that he was just a mouse.

In the field, Chiton's opponent also walked out, and the man looked at Chiton with a haughty face.

"Hmph, guy who walked through the back door, it's too late for you to surrender now, you don't want to be embarrassed in front of so many people, right?"

Obviously, a lot of people's influence on Chiton is just rumors.

Presiding over the sect competition was a female elder with a low-ranking female elder in the sect, who held a list in her hand and walked to the center of the venue.

The audience gradually fell silent, the female elder's mouth opened, and a strong spiritual power turned into sound waves and scattered in all directions.

"Everyone, now the big competition of the sect begins, the use of forbidden techniques is prohibited in the competition, the consumption of forbidden drugs is prohibited, the winner can choose to continue the challenge, and no one is allowed to hurt people's lives in the competition......" The female elder first talked about the rules of the sect competition, and the rules of the sect that are not limited to internal fighting in the north are also relatively relaxed.

For some people, the sect competition is a place to settle grudges, but most people still hope that they can show their potential in the competition, so as to get the favor of the elders.

Having a master in the sect is much easier than practicing by yourself.

What cultivation needs most is resources, and no matter how many resources a sect has, it is not enough to distribute to all its disciples.

Natural selection, this is the world of cultivators.

The elder who presided over Dabi spoke for a long time, and finally finished explaining the rules, she glanced at Chi Dun, and said casually: "This is Chi Dun, a disciple who just entered the Qi Feeling Class a few days ago, and his strength is ...... Forging body sevenfold. ”

After speaking, he glanced at Chi Dun in surprise, the person who entered the qi class before the forging body reached the ninth level, Chi Dun was still the first.

Chi Yuan, the sect leader of the Beili Sect, who was sitting on the elder's throne, looked at the surging disciples of the Beili Sect sitting around with a smile, and he didn't care about the competition in the Qi class, and he didn't care about it at first.

But when he heard that this disciple actually only had the strength of the sevenfold forging body, he dared to stand on the fighting field, and he also frowned.

Chi Yuan stared at Chi Don, and Chi Dun felt an indescribable pressure as he looked into the distance.

It was a middle-aged man with gray hair, and the whole person sat there, like a towering and immovable mountain.

After two years, it was the first time that Chi Dun had seen this sect master, as an ordinary disciple, even if it was last year's sect competition, he was just doing logistics work behind the scenes, and he had no chance to see the sect master's appearance at all.

There was no dodge, no cowardice, and Chi Don still showed a smile like a breeze.

Chi Yuan looked at Chi Dun and asked the guards beside him, "This kid, why can you enter the Qi Sensing Class by forging the Seventh Body?"

His escort replied, "Back to the sect master, this person beat everyone aside in the martial arts arena of ordinary disciples with his own strength a few days ago, and even beat the teaching...... said that he wanted to prove his strength and enter the sentiment class in advance. ”

Chi Yuan slapped his chair and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Yes, this kid feels like making trouble in the sect, and he has courage!"

After laughing, he suddenly paused again and asked, "Then how did he stand here unharmed?"

The guard replied truthfully: "It was the disciple of the Great Elder who saved it in his name, and he should have been expelled from the sect by the Criminal Hall. ”

As he spoke, he added: "The disciple of the Great Elder is the strength of Mu Xuanxue, who has been at the peak of spiritual light for two years. ”

Chi Yuan naturally knew Mu Xuanxue, he nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, it is a great blessing that my sect has such young blood." ”

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Chi Dun again, and said to himself, "Then let me see if you are in vain, or if you are a hidden dragon in the abyss." ”

The female elder said: "Chi Dun vs. Zhang Feng, the fight begins!"

The disciple named Zhang Feng held his arm, his eyes were full of contemptuous smiles, he stood in place, beckoned to Chi Dun, and said, "With your sevenfold strength of forging body, I will let you have two feet, haha!"

Chi Dun said casually: "Then don't cry for a while!"

"Hahaha! I'm going to cry? If you want to surrender in a while, just get under your grandfather's crotch!"

Saying that, Chi Dun had already rushed forward, and his unorganized fist was swung towards Zhang Feng, and Zhang Feng saw Chi Dun's unorganized fist, and his contemptuous eyes were even better.

The people present were all insiders, and they all sighed and shook their heads when they saw Chiton's bare fists.

Chi Yuan also sighed and said speechlessly: "It seems that he is just a villain with an appearance. ”

Seeing this scene, Mu Xuanxue's master Shen Shui asked coldly, "This is his strength?"

Mu Xuanxue was also sweating profusely, she had never seen Chi Dun make a move, and every time he fought, he was the one who was beaten.

No one expected that Ji Dun didn't even touch half of the essence of the basic boxing technique, what is the difference between this and street ruffians fighting?

Bang!

Chi Dun's fist was held in Zhang Feng's hand, and Zhang Feng smiled even more: "Boy, are you tickling me?"

Chiton was still smiling: "Really? ”

One punch at a time, without stopping, but in the eyes of outsiders, it is simply a random fight, and this scene also confirms the rumor that Chi Dun entered the qi class through the back door, and it seems that this rumor is really not false.

Gradually, Zhang Feng became impatient, and he said: "With this bit of strength, who gave you the courage to participate in the sect competition?

As he spoke, he slapped Chi Dun's chest, which was mixed with a little spiritual power.

Zhang Feng only has the strength of the primary level of emotion, and his palm is almost all the spiritual power that can be mobilized at the moment.

Most of the people laughed, they were looking at an effect, and Chiton was a clown in their eyes.

What Zhang Feng said also resonated with them, with this bit of strength, dare to participate in the sect competition?

Unsurprisingly, Zhang Feng's palm was imprinted on Chi Dun's chest.

A visible wave of force turbulent the air, setting off a small wave of spiritual power.

He's done.

Such an idea rose in everyone's minds, but they didn't expect the first scene to be so boring.

The little white face named Chiton is too weak.

Zhang Feng was laughing, but the next second he heard Chi Dun's voice.

"Are you there, give me a tickle?"