"Sister Yunge!" As soon as Linglong walked to Linglong's side, she shouted sweetly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, this competition has just passed, and there will probably be a second competition in the afternoon, so you can also take advantage of this time to recover your mana first."

"I see, Sister Yunge." Linglong smiled, gave Yang Qingyan a salute and walked straight towards the rest area outside the ring.

After separating from Linglong, Yang Qingyan was bored, and after going to several other rings to watch, he finally ushered in his second competition when it was getting dark.

The object of this competition was just an outer disciple, and Yang Qingyan didn't even use the endless silk, but just used a little bit of the mana of the foundation building period to knock it to the ground.

In the next few days, Yang Qingyan participated in several competitions, and all of them won unsurprisingly.

The night of Shengwu Peak is starry, the moonlight is like water, and the whole peak is extremely beautiful. Yang Qingyan sat in a room specially designed for the disciples to participate in the Great Competition, holding his cheeks with his hands and looking out the window at the night.

After a few days of fierce fighting, these disciples finally waited until there was only one monk left in all groups, and Yang Qingyan was also ready to participate in the final top ten competition.

In addition to herself, the people in the other groups were Linglong, Yue Liuli, Feng Xiao, Ling Feng, Han Xue, as well as the second disciple of the head of the sect, Zhang Changgong, and Elder Zhang's disciple Su Ruxin. Yang Qingyan didn't know the others, he only knew that they were the disciples of several other elders and three outer disciples. Together, these people were no more, no less, exactly sixteen.

Sixteen people, it seems that only six more people can enter the top ten of Dabi, although she herself is sure to enter, but Linglong may not be able to enter. After all, the remaining few people are the strongest among more than a thousand people. You don't need to think about it to know how powerful it is.

But she has given Linglong a lot of treasures, if she gives her any more treasures, it will not only be bad for herself, but also easy to expose herself, so Yang Qingyan doesn't plan to interfere anymore, if Linglong enters the top ten, it is naturally the best, if not, then when she refines the Zhuji Dan, you can also give her a pill to take.

After making up his mind, Yang Qingyan's eyes closed slightly, and he began to cultivate and improve his cultivation.

Early the next morning, Yang Qingyan and Linglong came to the first ring of Shengwu Peak early. When passing through the ring, thousands of disciples of the Lingmiao Sect were watching from the audience, if it weren't for them being able to fly, it would really be difficult to get in.

When Yang Qingyan and Linglong came to the ring, they found that there were already seven monks in the ring.

Glancing slightly, from left to right, the leftmost one was a handsome young man in a green robe, and the warm aura emanating from his body didn't need to look at it to know that it was Ling Feng.

The second place is a handsome young man dressed in white and embroidered with green bamboo. The third and fourth places are two women, a woman in blue with a cold appearance and a cold temperament is none other than Zi Ling's second apprentice Han Xue.

The woman next to Han Xue had a delicate face, was dressed in yellow clothes, and her cultivation was the twelfth layer of Qi refining, which was Elder Zhang's apprentice Su Ruxin.

There were two other white-clothed young men with the same appearance beside Su Ruxin, and not only the appearance and temperament of the two of them, but even the cultivation was exactly the same, and the two of them were the apprentices of another Zhuji Elder in the Lingmiao Sect.

The last one is also a male cultivator, this male cultivator is wearing a gray robe, his face is ordinary, and his dark eyes are shining.

When Yang Qingyan and Linglong were observing the seven of them, the seven of them were also observing Yang Qingyan and the two.

Among them, Ling Feng saw Yang Qingyan and Linglong walking side by side, and smiled at them and nodded.

And Feng Xiao looked at Yang Qingyan with an extremely complicated look, and Su Ruxin, who was dressed in yellow, looked at them with curiosity.

Hanxue, who was dressed in a blue dress, and the twins didn't even look at them, and they always had cold expressions.

In the end, the gray-clothed male cultivator couldn't stop looking at the two of them with his dark eyes.

Yang Qingyan is now a cultivator in the foundation building period, and there is no change in his face in the face of their scrutiny.

Turning her head to look at Linglong, she saw that her face did not change, but she followed her right side half a step slowly.

Smiling slightly, Yang Qingyan reached out and gently stroked the hair beside his ears, and walked slowly to the side of the gray-clothed man with Linglong and stood still, waiting for the other people to arrive.

The remaining monks didn't let Yang Qingyan and the others wait too long, and they came to the ring one by one.

After the sixteen people were together, a silver light fell from the sky and fell in front of Yang Qingyan and the others, and then a middle-aged man appeared in place, this person was the elder surnamed Zhang who presided over the No. 1 ring.

The old man surnamed Zhang glanced at a few people, and when he saw Su Ruxin, his eyes flashed, and then he swept the remaining few people, and then nodded and said indifferently: "The next thing is the competition for the top ten of the sect, let me explain the rules to you, and then you will match the opponent according to the lottery, the winner will have a chance to enter the top three, and the loser does not need to be discouraged, in addition to the eight people who won have the first eight places, there are still two places left in the end." ”

"These two places were won by the eight disciples who lost and continued to compete, and the last two disciples who won until the end were the eighth and ninth."

"As for the arrangement of the first eight names, the same is true, the eight disciples who won will continue to compete, and finally the ranking will be determined according to the winners and losers."

Speaking of this, the elder surnamed Zhang turned pale, and emanated the coercion of his foundation building period, and said in a deep voice: "In addition, there is one more thing that you must remember, you sixteen people are the strongest force in our Lingmiao Sect in the future, so this competition must not kill your own fellow disciples, once you find out that this elder will definitely be severely punished!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the sixteen people who were suppressed by Zhuji's coercion all turned pale and nodded heavily.

Seeing their reactions like this, the elder surnamed Zhang glanced at them with relief and said softly, "Since that's the case, then you can draw lots now!" ”

As soon as the palm of his hand was flipped, a white jade-like bucket appeared in the hand of the elder surnamed Zhang, this bucket was exactly the same as the previous one, and the difference was that there were not so many bamboo sticks in this bucket, and there were only sixteen sticks in the bucket.

Holding the bucket in his hand, the elder surnamed Zhang walked in front of Ling Feng and said: "There are a total of sixteen bamboo sticks in this bucket, the numbers are one to sixteen, and the disciples who draw the number one lottery will compete with the disciples of the second lot, and so on, to determine the candidates for the competition." ”

The voice of the elder surnamed Zhang was not big or small, but it happened to be heard by Yang Qingyan and the others again.

Ling Feng nodded, swept the white jade bucket with his eyes, and then smiled slightly and reached out to take out a cyan bamboo stick from the bucket.