On the first day of the competition, there is a preliminary screening, and anyone who has cultivated to the sixth level of Qi cultivation and above can participate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are a total of ten rings, and they are decided by drawing lots, and the top 50 in each ring are taken in the first game, and those who are in this ranking can continue to participate in the second game on the second day, and those who are outside the ranking are eliminated, and the inner disciples have no chance to do so, so they have to wait for the next five years.

For a time, many disciples were eager to try.

Yun Yu, the head of the house, who was sitting on the high seat, looked at the direction of the east without a trace, which was where the Jingli Pavilion was located.

Minghua stood behind him, as if he saw the master's thoughts, bent down slightly, and said softly: "Master, the hour is coming..."

The head raised his hand and stroked the long beard, and smiled: "No hurry." ”

Since Venerable Yu Mo agreed to attend, he will definitely come as promised, and wait.

The disciples in the audience had already drawn lots and were preparing for their own preparations, just waiting for the head of the sect to order to start.

Zheng Qingchu drew the lottery for the third platform, she was already waiting under the stage, occasionally looking up, and found that only one seat on the high platform was still empty, and after a little thought, she guessed who it was for.

In the past, Venerable Yumo rarely showed up in the door, and seeing that the game was about to start, she was a little worried about whether Venerable Yumo would let Yun Miao come.

Just as she was thinking like this, the head of the upper sect had already spoken, and a disciple who was in charge of this matter announced that the competition had officially begun.

Zheng Qingchu looked up again suddenly, that familiar figure made her happy in the bottom of her heart, although she couldn't see the expressions of the people on the stage clearly, but she knew that her friend must be cheering for her again.

With a certain heart in his heart, he walked to the third platform with confidence.

Yun Miao was standing behind Venerable Yu Mo at this time, and first greeted the head of the sect, the elders, and the peak master, and then exchanged a few words with Minghua, compared to others, the two of them were familiar with each other.

Looking down from the platform, even a small movement of the disciples below can be seen very clearly, which is because of the spell being cast, and it is also convenient for the people on the high platform to select disciples.

Seeing the confident smile on Zheng Qingchu's face, Yun Miao's heart was slightly relieved, she was a little worried that her friend would be affected by the incident a few days ago, but now she underestimated her too much.

The game officially began, and the leaders also stopped talking and watched intently.

Whether it is the outer sect or the inner sect, all disciples are the cornerstone of the sect, and they can be clearly understood at this moment.

The first was a scuffle, with about 300 people on each stage, and once they were knocked off the high platform, they were disqualified and eliminated from the competition, until there were only 30 people standing on the stage.

The draw was random, eliminating the possibility of favoritism, Zheng Qingchu didn't see the disgusting hypocrite Zhang Wuxiang, her mood was better, but she was on the same stage as Zhu Xinyi, who ranked fourth among the ten sons of the outer door.

She has also heard of this person, and she is just as famous as this person is not only for her beauty, but also for her strength.

Zheng Qingchu is not a brainless straw bag, although she is confident, she does not think that she is invincible in the world, so the opponents she selected avoided Zhu Xinyi first.

As for the other disciples, they had a bitter face, both of them had a slight reputation among the outer sects, and these disciples who were not considered top in strength dared to take the initiative to step forward, so they all avoided them in unison.

Because of this, there was a vacuum around the two of them, as if the other fights were two worlds with them.

Zheng Qingchu was stunned for a moment, and she was so happy, the real competition was still to come, she would not be stupid to send herself up to find trouble, she stood aside with her sword, and her leisurely appearance made Yun Miao, who could see it clearly, smile.

Zhu Xinyi looked at it coldly, and stood still on the side like her, but no matter how she looked at it, it looked like an ice pestle there, full of coldness.

She has attracted a lot of attention like this, including Yunjin, the peak master of Yuling Peak, of course, this is only the first step of screening, these thoughts are hidden in the depths of her heart, until Zhu Xinyi can stand in front of her, she is qualified to really take a second look.

In the Qingyun Sect, it is said that the most desirable thing for the female disciples in the sect is Yuling Peak, not to mention that Yunjin Zhenjun, who is also a woman, treats his disciples very gently, and because if he is protected, he greatly avoids the danger of female disciples being bullied into the Ding Furnace.

This is also the reason why female cultivators who have advanced cultivation in the cultivation realm are very rare compared to male cultivators.

Without the corresponding cultivation and background, beauty is a drag for women, and those who are willing to degenerate and want to take shortcuts take the initiative to attach themselves to male cultivators, while those who are beautiful and unwilling to become vassals are either dead or stand out and practice harder in exchange for their own strength!

This is also Zhu Xinyi's belief in her heart, she believes that in the face of absolute power, no one dares to treat women as playthings anymore!

Time gradually passed in the battle, and the duel in the ten rings slowly came to an end, and there were about seventy or eighty people standing on the stage.

The fight of these people, Yun Miao didn't look at it anymore after a few glances, it was too chaotic and there was no discipline, there was nothing worth seeing.

Minghua next to her saw the dullness in her eyes, moved her feet, and quietly came to Yun Miao's side, and the two of them whispered.

The head of the sect smiled flatteringly at Venerable Yu Mo, his eldest apprentice didn't know what was going on, although he was gentle as a spring breeze to others, he was all distant and indifferent, and he was especially close to his little junior sister, just like now, so many people were watching, or going over there.

Thinking of this, he glared at his beloved disciple fiercely, didn't he see that the cold air on Venerable Yumo's body was even more sufficient!

sighed with a long sigh in his heart, but it was a pity that the little apprentice was in retreat for a few days, and after a while, his face was smiling like a chrysanthemum.

For these activities in his master's heart, even though Minghua is talented, he doesn't have the heart to figure it out at this time, he is busy talking to Yun Miao!

The two of them were talking about each other, time flew by, and the game under the stage finally came to an end.

Zheng Qingchu and Zhu Xinyi successfully advanced without even drawing their swords, but in fact, it doesn't matter to them, other powerful people in the ring are like this.

After a fierce battle with hundreds of people, the others heard the referee announce the result, and fainted with ease on their faces.

Where is true fairness? Only strength is respected!

The first day of the competition has come to an end, and the disciples who have successfully advanced are all smiling, and those who have been eliminated are frustrated, and the distance between them has been widened.

The disciples slowly dispersed, and the disciples who were going to continue to participate in the second game tomorrow had already gone back to inquire about the information, knowing themselves and their opponents, and knowing their hearts.