The brilliance flickered, and the names of the four hundred elite disciples were imprinted on the top of the Baizhang stone stele, and the four hundred elite disciples scattered around the sword fighting platform each looked indifferent and restrained, sitting cross-legged everywhere, waiting for the start of the second round of the big competition. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The black-clothed old man in the tower stepped out and scanned the audience, and the names of the outer disciples on the stone tablet were six or seven thousand, and these six or seven thousand people would challenge the four hundred elite disciples at the top of the stone tablet.

Several Dao Dharma Decisions entered the Baizhang Stone Stele, and after a blur on the stone stele, only the names of the outer disciples remained, and the names of the previous miscellaneous disciples and the disciples who had fallen in this Great Contest all disappeared, and the names of the ordinary outer disciples who were about to challenge them appeared under the names of each elite disciple.

Wang Xiaomo's consciousness swept away, and he had already seen the fifteen names under his name, when he saw Jin Caifeng's name in the list, Wang Xiaomo couldn't help but be stunned, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly, he knew that this was the result of random selection, glanced at Jin Caifeng beside him, and saw that Jin Caifeng also saw that his name on the stele actually appeared under Wang Xiaomo's name, and Wang Xiaomo who was looking at it smiled bitterly.

"One day later, the second round of the big competition begins, each elite disciple must defeat fifteen ordinary disciples, during which five people in each battle will rest for one day, and those who defeat all fifteen people can keep the elite disciple place."

The voice of the old man in black resounded in this ninth cultivation city, and every disciple was shocked in his heart, and countless miscellaneous disciples all looked at the outer disciples, they knew that the outer gate Dabi had just begun.

None of them dispersed, but they all gathered around the sword fighting platform and sat on the spot, waiting for the next day's Dabi.

At this moment, Zhang Hanya, Li Dazhuang and others no longer talked to Wang Xiaomo, but just sat cross-legged beside Wang Xiaomo, they knew that Wang Xiaomo's test had just begun tomorrow, and the seven of them had already reached a consensus and chose to give up together.

Xu Wan'er's gaze in the distance swept over where Wang Xiaomo was, her eyes were complicated, she didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, and Xu Qingfeng beside her kept her eyes closed.

In the early morning of the next day, an outer disciple sitting around the sword fighting platform suddenly got up, flew towards the tower, and returned respectfully in less than a moment, and said loudly in the air:

"The second round of the outer gate competition begins, and the one who calls the name enters the sword fighting platform!"

Suddenly, one by one, figures rose into the air and stepped into the nearly 100 small rings in the sword fighting ring, and in the time of a stick of incense, there were already people in the nearly 100 small rings.

Wang Xiaomo's name did not appear in the first batch of people, Xu Qingfeng was among the first batch, when he saw Xu Qingfeng stepping on the sword fighting platform, Wang Xiaomo was overjoyed, and looked up at Xu Wan'er, at this time Xu Wan'er was also looking at him, and when he saw Wang Xiaomo also looking at her, he couldn't help blushing and lowered his head.

Looking at Xu Wan'er's appearance, Wang Xiaomo's heart was hot, but he was embarrassed to meet in the past, and the two began to flirt with each other in such a subtle feeling.

These were all seen by Zhang Hanya and others, but several people did not say anything to make fun of Wang Xiaomo, and they all smiled silently.

However, the actions of the two were seen by Xu Qingfeng on the sword fighting platform, and Xu Qingfeng was so angry that he kept cursing in a low voice, and his mind was a little unstable.

But before he could stabilize his mind, he saw that the surrounding formation light curtain was blurred, and a gray-clothed young man had already stepped in, and a wave of condensation seventh-layer cultivation fluctuations immediately filled the entire small ring.

A clear sword roar suddenly sounded, and in a flash of white light, an extremely powerful sword qi slashed towards him.

Xu Qingfeng hurriedly summoned the sword of the spirit level magic weapon and greeted it, but because he was unstable just now, he lost the first move, and the gray-clothed young man on the opposite side was not weak in cultivation, how could he let go of such a good opportunity, under the onslaught like a storm, Xu Qingfeng was suddenly in a hurry and embarrassed.

At this time, Wang Xiaomo in the audience could see it clearly, and glanced at Xu Wan'er who was worried from the side, but kept shaking his head.

"The most jealous and impetuous, alas, is so disappointing!"

This sentence was very loud and spread far away, and was immediately heard clearly by Xu Wan'er and Xu Qingfeng on the stage, Xu Wan'er glared at Wang Xiaomo fiercely in anger, and then focused on the sword fighting platform.

And Xu Qingfeng was so angry that his eyes rolled white, Wang Xiaomo's words were basically said to him, he could feel that the moment Wang Xiaomo said this, many people in the audience nodded thoughtfully, and they all showed their agreement.

"Wang Xiaomo!"

Xu Qingfeng looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes were red, he looked like crazy, and he turned his whole body's cultivation into a desperate fate, and he desperately attacked the opponent despite his injury, and he wanted to tear the opponent to pieces with a sword on the spot.

The gray-clothed young man on the opposite side stiffened his face, and suddenly felt the pressure of Xu Qingfeng's surge, but he didn't see the slightest panic, and he seemed more calm and unhurried between his shots, and his body was like a ghost wandering on the edge of Xu Qingfeng's storm, and he was not in a hurry to attack, as if he wanted to fight a protracted war.

Under Xu Qingfeng's fierce attack, he didn't see the slightest effect, on the contrary, his own spiritual power was consumed a lot, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart, and was almost cut off by the gray-clothed young man's sword qi, which made Xu Qingfeng angry and screamed, in fact, in terms of strength, Xu Qingfeng was a step higher than the gray-clothed young man, and he even had a spiritual magic weapon in his hand, but it was the distraction at the beginning that made him completely fall into the disadvantage at this time, but this made many people think that what Wang Xiaomo said just now was indeed very correct, looked at Wang Xiaomo's eyes with appreciation.

After such a stick of incense, I can only hear "Bang!" There was a loud bang, and a puff of smoke and dust rose from the small ring where Xu Qingfeng was, and before it dispersed, he saw the gray-clothed young man lying outside the sword fighting ring with a pale face and covered in blood, and fainted from serious injuries.

And Xu Qingfeng on the stage had a sallow face, one arm was already soaked with blood, and he half-knelt in the small ring, and he actually won, but it was a tragic victory.

After Xu Qingfeng trembled and took out a few pills from his arms and put them in his mouth, he looked at Wang Xiaomo in the audience with hatred in his eyes.

Wang Xiaomo looked at Xu Qingfeng with a shocked face, coughed dryly, squeezed out a smile, and slowly stretched out his thumb to Xu Qingfeng.

Xu Qingfeng only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he almost fainted on the spot.

"Wang Xiaomo! You, what are you doing! ”

Xu Wan'er in the distance came to Wang Xiaomo's face like lightning, reached out and grabbed Wang Xiaomo's ears, twisted it fiercely, Wang Xiaomo screamed in pain, her body stepped back suddenly, rubbed her sore ears vigorously, and said with an aggrieved face:

"I, I'm cheering for your brother!"

When this sentence was spoken, it immediately caused a low laugh from Zhang Hanya and others. And there were a lot of outer disciples around him, and the eyes that looked at Wang Xiaomo and Xu Wan'er were full of strange meanings.

"Wang Xiaomo!"

Xu Qingfeng on the sword fighting platform let out a roar again, and when he was about to rush down the sword fighting platform, he knew that at this moment, another outer disciple of the seventh layer of condensation qi stepped into the small ring where he was, and only said two words at Xu Qingfeng:

"Challenge!"

Then he punched Xu Qingfeng!

Bang! Bang! The small ring where Xu Qingfeng was suddenly flooded with smoke and dust, and Xu Qingfeng's roar was heard from time to time.

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"It's okay, you have to mess with this guy for something, whoever provokes him will be unlucky!"

Zhang Hanya's eyes showed sympathy, looked at Xu Qingfeng, who was shrouded in smoke and dust on the sword fighting platform, and let out a long sigh.

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On the top of the tower, Zheng Lin couldn't help but laugh and cry when he looked at all this that happened at the sword fighting platform.

And Qu Zhi and the black-faced man couldn't help but show a sad look on their faces when they saw the delicate relationship between Wang Xiaomo and Xu Wan'er.

After another stick of incense, the smoke and dust on the small ring gradually dissipated, and a figure staggered out of the small ring, it was the outer disciple who had just gone up to challenge Xu Qingfeng, and before he could stand firmly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted on the spot.

And when all the smoke and dust dissipated, Xu Qingfeng appeared in front of everyone's eyes, only to see that he was already distracted, and his eyes began to be a little scattered, when he forcibly cheered up and looked at Wang Xiaomo in the audience, I saw Wang Xiaomo squeeze out a smile again and stretched out a thumbs to him.

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