Su Ling's face was calm.

It's like it has nothing to do with him.

But I'm curious.

Inside the Ethereal Sect.

Except for the senior brother Gongsun Wujian, who else wants to challenge him.

99 challenges.

There were 97 that challenged him.

Yunmengxi.

It's definitely not among the challenges, even if Yunmengxi wants to challenge, he won't challenge him.

The elder brother and grandson have no sword.

It was obvious that he was not convinced.

There is nothing wrong with the challenge.

"I'm curious. ”

"Who challenged Luo Shuiting?"

"Actually, the most curious thing is that there are still people who challenge the wind without desire. ”

"It should be Luo Shuiting. ”

"Only Luo Shuiting, there is a little hope to challenge the wind without desire. ”

"We'll find out in a minute. ”

“......”

The people in the square.

and the Sons and Daughters on the steps, as well as the elders.

are curious about who wants to challenge the wind without desire.

After all.

Feng Wuxian is recognized as the strongest person in this session, so there is no need to challenge him.

"Who wants to challenge Wind Desireless?"

Luo Shuiting frowned.

This pot.

He doesn't carry it.

In fact.

He was also very curious, even he Luo Shuiting didn't have hope, who would dare to challenge Feng Wuxi?

"Now, let's start the draw. ”

"Start with Su Ling, who has the largest number of people. ”

Duanmu Wentian smiled.

On a high platform.

A turntable appeared.

The dial is divided into 97 tiles, but the name behind each tile is not visible.

"Sort the challenge according to the name that appears. ”

Duanmu asked the sky.

Toggle the dial.

Suddenly.

The turntable began to spin.

Three seconds later.

The turntable stops.

Bite~

With a crisp sound, the red hands stopped steadily.

At the same time.

The grid to which the pointer points has a name.

Nanling Villa: Wang Xiuzheng.

Wow~

There was an uproar.

Time.

Countless people feel that Nanling Villa is full of luck.

Wang Xiuzheng.

Even more smiling.

I thought to myself, this is the heavens favoring him.

Even if he is only a Martial Saint Nine Heavens.

However, there was no fear of the Martial God.

In the eyes of the super demons.

Boundary.

It's just for ordinary people.

Dial toggle.

One name after another.

The people in the back.

They all expect the challenger in front of them to fail, so that they have a chance.

Time.

Minute by minute.

The challenger draw is complete.

On the crystal light curtain.

After the names of Su Ling and the others, there are five challengers' names and in order.

Only.

It is the person who challenges the wind without desire, and it does not appear.

Because.

The challenger is not qualified to challenge at this time.

Time.

This has become the biggest suspense in everyone's hearts, and they all want to know who that challenger is?

But one thing for sure.

The man.

is one of the eight places.

They can't be challengers until they're challenged.

Crash~

Crash~

The center of the square.

Pillars of light rose into the sky.

Ninety-nine pillars of light.

Soon the square was enveloped in most of it.

Inside.

It is a place of martial arts exchange.

The magical light curtain is almost invisible.

But it does exist.

This formation.

It's the Illusory Array, and the death that fights in it doesn't really lead to death.

"Now. ”

"The challenge begins. ”

Duanmu asked the sky.

The start is announced, and the challenge begins.

Suddenly.

The square was boiling.

Although Su Ling was regarded as the most pitiful Holy Son and the weakest of the eight places, no matter how weak he was, he was the most dazzling Tianjiao of the eight major sects in the Kunlun Realm.

There is no doubt about that.

It's just that he's not the strongest of the strongest Sons.

Sou~

Su Ling's figure flashed.

Spanning two hundred meters.

When he reappeared, he was already in a curtain of light.

That's just it.

It is enough to stand out from the crowd and make countless heavenly arrogant and strong people envious and shocked.

The Son is the Son.

It represents the benchmark of a sect's genius.

Sou~

Nanling Villa, Wang Xiuzheng.

I glanced at the curtain.

With a faint smile on his face, his figure flashed, and he entered the light curtain.

When entering the light curtain.

The feeling for him was that he had entered the Heavenly Dao Spirit Academy.

This is the opportunity that God has given him.

"Nanling Villa, Wang Xiuzheng. ”

Wang Xiuzheng looked at Su Ling.

Speak.

Chic and elegant, polite and polite.

"Your luck. ”

"It's not good. ”

Su Ling glanced at Wang Xiuzheng and said lightly.

They all thought that Wang Xiuzheng was lucky.

is the person who has the best chance to become qualified to enter the Heavenly Dao Spirit Academy, but he doesn't know that he is the saddest person, the first person who has no chance with this grand gathering of the Holy Son and Holy Maiden.