The so-called qualifications here can basically be said to be three points. One is that you have to have achievements that go beyond dreams. The other is that a person must have a large denominational contribution value. Third, the age cannot be more than 30 years old.

For the inner disciples of the Nantianmen, as long as they meet the above conditions, the sect will allow them to participate in the core competition. However, how many inner disciples really meet the above conditions? The answer can be confirmed, this is really very little, very little, so this place only needs a red cloud platform is enough.

After identifying the internal disciples who are eligible to compete in the core, the sect will randomly select two of them for a fair competition. The winner will stay, the loser will retire, and the top seven players will stay at the end of the match.

However, the remaining seven people may not be able to truly become core disciples, and the final exam is waiting for them, that is, the exam of divine knowledge. Only when they reach a certain level of divine knowledge can they pass the test and thus truly become core disciples. That's why it's said that up to 7 people can be successfully promoted in each core competition.

It is conceivable that the core competition is only the difference between heaven and earth compared to the internal qualification competition.

"Xiang Yufeng, Hu Yan, come to the stage!"

The cold and hard voice of the spiritual cultivator in the hall sounded, and the crowd immediately walked towards the two people, about twenty-seven or eight people, after a ritual worship, they began to fight, the magic level divine energy and coercion thundered, and the audience also sounded the alarm.

The purple MSI is vast, and there are many talented people in the monastic circle, but few can truly reach the realm of gods. In this field, repairers can be endless and powerful. He can almost crush the mountains and fill up the sea. His destructive power is staggering.

However, the Caxia Shrine is a treasure. Its sturdiness can withstand the full force of Ren Huang's powerhouse without being broken. Naturally, there is no need to care about the influence of the magic gods. The fight between these two cannot destroy the ring.

"Boom ......"

The powerful divine power fluctuated and spread, and in the end, Feng Yu won. He is an inner disciple of Heavenly Star Peak. With everyone's envious gaze, he saluted several elders on the high platform and then walked down from the Chixia terrace.

"Chen Yifeng, Bu Xingxing, come to the stage!"

The voice of the Lord of the Mourning Hall sounded again.

Chen Fan tilted his head. He wasn't wrong. Chen Yifeng looks elegant, but his achievements are really strong. He has entered the realm of the god of magic. He nodded to Chen Yifeng and said, "Come on, Brother Chen, I believe you can win." ”

"Listen to Brother Jiang's kind words."

Chen Yifeng smiled, did not get nervous, and calmly stepped on the red xiatai.

Bumingxing Xingxing was about 25 or 16 years old, wearing a green robe, and his cultivation was already on the second day of the Demon God, to the surprise of many viewers' inner brothers, every move and style of his was powerful and incomparable, with a forcible force.

However, Chen Yifeng's face remains the same, elegant and easy-going. The divine power outside his body fluctuated like a cloud, giving people an ethereal sense of dust. His movements are as graceful as the wind. It was useless for Ren Boming to attack and kill.

"When did you meet this Chen Yifeng?"

Bing Xin suddenly spoke.

Chen Fanwei was stunned and said, "I have met a few times, and I feel very good." ”

Bingxin frowned and said, "This person is not simple. ”

Chen Fan nodded. He felt the same way. This man is unfathomable and powerful. Although Nabuxing's combat power is not weak and looks amazing, he believes that Chen Yifeng will definitely win in the end.

Half an hour later, the results were as he expected. Bu Mingxing was defeated and walked out in the dim light.

"Recognition ......"

Chen Yifeng was very polite and walked down from Chixia Terrace.

"Congratulations to Brother Chen. ”

Chen Fan stepped forward.

"No, it's just luck. Chen Yifeng said very modestly: "Brother Jiang should be very close to you." ”

As if in response to his words, the next moment, the voice of the spiritual cultivation hall came from the high platform again, still cold and stiff, with no expression on his face, and said, "Chen Fan, Luo Baijian, come on stage." ”

Chen Fan nodded to a few people, stepped onto the Hongxia platform, and calmly lay in the field.

The place was vast, and the countryside didn't know how many zhang there were, and the surrounding area was densely packed with even worse disciples, nearly a thousand people, but at this time, everyone here cast an awe-inspiring gaze towards Hongxiatai.

Chen Fan has a slender figure and a delicate face, much like a weak scholar. However, in the eyes of the audience, Chen Fan was standing there at this time, he was a god, like an unshakable holy monument.

"I... Abstain!"

Suddenly, such a voice rang out in the crowd.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, this was a 28-year-old man, there was obvious unwillingness in his eyes, but in the end he could only shout these few words, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and walked away alone.

There is no way, everything Chen Fan did was not a big deal, he suppressed the young Jiejun of the Four Great Sects, destroyed Danyuan with one sword, and killed Ying Tianyang, and just now, he was the first core disciple Zhu Xidao to force back the chaos, who would dare to come forward with such a record?

This is the name of the war!

"Jiang is ruthless, this ......"

Outside Chixia Terrace, many disciples of Nantianmen were speechless. Although they all knew that the person on the altar was terrifying, they didn't expect that Luo Baijian, who was in the Magic God Realm, would directly abstain from power, or even disappear his battle jade hope.

"Uh......"

Chen Fan really didn't know what to say. He has absolute confidence in himself and will not have any difficulty in defeating his opponents. However, he never expected his opponent to choose to abstain outright.

You know, the core competition starts every ten years. This time, the strongest test of the four major sects will begin. Before the strongest test begins, the Nantian Gate must be held in advance to select a few core disciples. Because the strongest test itself is another race between the four branches, the worse ones will naturally pay attention to it.

If there are no surprises, Nantianmen will hold the core competition again in ten years. In other words, if this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is missed, the person will not have another chance. He voluntarily gave up the possibility of becoming a core disciple.

"This little brute!"

Lord Tianhengfeng and the others' faces were a little cold.

On this high podium, apart from Ye Qiuyue and Qin Luo, the other core disciples in the previous class looked a little unhappy. There is no doubt that compared to Chen Fan, their glory has been completely overshadowed because they all worked hard in the beginning.

Especially Zheng Yongfeng, his eyes were very cold, he had been almost shot to death by the snow-white demon beast with one claw, and he had been lying on Tianxing Peak for half a month, and he had already put the bill on Chen Fan, waiting for the opportunity to deal with him.

However, now, Chen Fan first killed Ying Tianyang, and now forced Zhu Xidao to come back. The terrifying combat power is different from the previous Chen Fan. He knew perfectly well that if the First World War broke out, he could be defeated.

"Brother Jiang is amazing. Chen Yifeng smiled.

Mu Xiaoxiao also jumped up, pinched his ears, and said, "It's very powerful, big wolf!"

Chen Fan smiled, this place was empty, only himself, Chen Yifeng, Mu Xiaoxiao and Bingxin. All thanks to Chen Fan. The names of malicious people are scary, and they all hide far away.

Soon, there were a few more games on the Red Chardonnay stage. Some of the contestants were very strong and mastered magic tricks. Sirens sounded from all sides. Even Chen Fan watched it a few times.

"Mu Xiaoxiao, Yuan Shiwen, come to the stage!"

Suddenly, the sound of spiritual cultivation in the main hall made Chen Fan startled.

"Impossible?" he turned his head directly and looked at Mu Xiaoxiao suspiciously. He opened his mouth and said after a half-sound, "Xiaoxue, you, you have reached the realm of magic, I don't even know when this happened!"

Mu Xiaoxiao let go of Bingxin's arm, waved her fist at Chen Fan, and complained, "This girl is really a genius. She still said that I was reincarnated as an ancient immortal. She's powerful!"

As the words fell, she jumped like a butterfly into the red clouds.

On the high platform, Ye Yuqiu's eyes were soft. She has always doted on her only sister.

When I was a child, Mu Xiaoxiao was not in good health and was fragile. She was told she could only stay at home. However, she was bored and unhappy at home. As an older sister, Ye Yuqiu often secretly takes her out to play and relax behind her parents' backs. For this, she is rarely reproached by her family.

But now that I think about it, it was all worth it. In the past year, they met the old man Tianxu in that small valley. In other words, at that time, Mu Xiaoxiao's life became better. He was taken away by the old man Tianxu, and his body gradually recovered. Now they have entered the realm of the magic gods. Ye Yuqiu felt very relieved.

As if sensing the light in her eyes, Mu Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked up at the tower. Her big eyes were as beautiful as black gems, and she immediately bent into a crescent moon shape, and shouted sweetly to Ye Yuqiu: "Sister, Xue'er will definitely not let you down!"

The setting sun above the sky gradually fades, casting orange-red.

A man and a woman stand on a red Chardonnay platform, which makes many of the disciples of the worst gate below boil, because the First World War was very special. On the platform stood the disciples of the inner gate of Tianyang Peak and the inner gate of Tiannu Peak.

The core competition of the South Heavenly Gate is no longer the qualifying tournament of the Inner Gate. Everything is chosen randomly, so it is not surprising that men and women compete with each other, but such a competitive combination naturally feels new and strange to the audience.

Mu Xiaoxiao's gaze moved away from the tower, and standing opposite him was a slightly thin man, but Tianyang Feng's inner disciple, who was about twenty-six years old, was holding a sharp divine sword, and his eyes were slightly delicate.