Standing beside Weng Minrou was an elder in Tsing Yi who Lin Ling was also very familiar with, who was none other than the Elder Mozhu in charge of the Discipline Hall.

In front of the two, eighteen big drums were lined up, wrapped in red, and the momentum was magnificent.

Under the big drum, the eighteen purple-clothed Cangji Sect disciples are all tigers and bears, like pine and giant cypresses, standing proudly in mountain streams!

The big drum surrounded the largest ring in the field, and the two half-human-high cranes in the ring stood within this half circle, and I don't know whether they were deliberately attracted by this drum array, and passed by accident.

Under the ring, there were rows of purple-clothed disciples standing neatly, all of them in high spirits and surging hearts.

Only a different color dodged at the end of the line, interspersed for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and stood at the very end of the line, destroying the perfect squareness of the entire purple square.

It was a brown robe, an outer disciple of the Cangji Sect, Lin Ling.

The three men of the Giant Elephant Gate, dressed in exquisite animal skins, stood aside, looking up proudly at the purple duckweed.

Only the eyes of the dragon elephant are like falcons, sweeping back and forth in this duckweed, like a hungry tiger ready to hunt at any time!

When he landed his gaze at the end of the line, he finally said in the crappy Da Qin language: "Who is that! The steps are very steady, as if the body weighs a thousand catties! But the body is too thin!"

The snake elephant and the wolf elephant also came to the Cangji Sect for the first time, and only the senior brother of the Giant Elephant Sect, Chu Ma Xiang, spoke: "That's the outer disciple of the Cangji Sect, and the potential is not as good as these purple-clothed inner disciples, so it can be regarded as a miscellaneous soldier." ”

"Miscellaneous soldiers?" Long Xiang touched his golden hair, raised his head, and said seriously, "He's a little, not ordinary." ”

The three of them were silent for a while, because Long Xiang had never said that a person was not ordinary by name.

Even Wang Xiaoyu, a young genius who is famous in the capital and can slash bullies with a sword at the age of ten, is just in the mouth of the dragon elephant: "Your sword, general." ”

And just for this outer disciple, Long Xiang actually gave such a conclusion, which couldn't help but surprise them a little.

This is the intuition of physical training geniuses, they just need to believe that in the Giant Elephant Gate, what the Dragon Elephant says is the truth!

Outside the Lianwu Square, there are all the brothers and sisters who are looking into the distance, looking from afar, the purple and green are shining, like sparkling waves.

Although it is just a freshman competition, and the excitement is not as good as the martial arts competition, the freshman competition is once every ten years, which is more difficult than the four-year martial arts competition.

And this kind of watching the freshman competition is the most likely to have a self-absorbed psychology. When the junior brother he is optimistic about is on the rise, he can boast about his shrewdness in the door again. What's more, secretly bet privately to see who is the rookie king this year.

In the corner of the building on the left-hand side, Yi Han and Yi Chong looked into the distance, and when they saw the brown robe at the end of the crowd, they frowned slightly, and then slowly stretched out.

"After a year, I don't know how this Lin Ling junior brother has cultivated. Yi Chong pouted, looking a little nostalgic, and suddenly said with great interest, "Senior brother, why don't we gamble again, who will be this year's newcomer Wang of the Cangji Sect, how about it!"

Yi Han's eyes were cold, and he snorted lightly: "You haven't given me the bet contract last time." ”

On the way to forgetfulness, only Yi Han thought that Lin Ling would have the last laugh, while Yi Chong and Elder Lu Chenfei both lost the gamble.

Yi Chong proposed this time, and Yi Han had this reaction.

"The last time doesn't count, isn't it still a little watery, life and death charms! Yi Chong looked denial, and he had to pretend to be very aggrieved, "I heard that among the freshmen this year, the strongest one in training is that Qin Lei, and the one with the strongest training is called Xiao Yu, who do you bet on them to win?"

"I heard that the people from the Giant Elephant Gate also participated, and the fist-swallowing drums they brought humiliated my new students of the Scar Sect for a while......

Before Yi Han could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yi Chong: "The Giant Elephant Gate doesn't count, let's bet on who is the rookie king of our Cangji Sect." Besides, the Swallowing Fist Drum was not broken by our disciples of the Cangji Sect, I see, it was one of the two of them......"

"I'm betting on Xiao Yu!" Yi Chong didn't give Yi Han any chance to interject, and immediately suppressed his treasure, obviously doing enough homework in the early stage, "If I win this time, the debt that I forgot about before will be written off, lest you keep talking in my ear." Hey, how's that!"

"What about losing?" Yi Han raised his eyebrows.

"I'll give you another copy of the bet I lost on the road of forgetfulness!Two copies in total!" Yi Chong said confidently.

"Okay. Yi Han readily agreed in an extremely unusual way.

Yi Chong didn't react a little, and said in a daze: "Ah, then, are you betting on Qin Lei?"

Yi Han shook his head, pointed to the most inconspicuous corner of the crowd and said, "I'm still betting on him." ”

"Senior brother, are you crazy! This is absolutely impossible!" Yi Chong's scalp was numb as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime, and he couldn't stop shaking his head.

"First sword!"

A thunderous voice came out of Mo Zhu's mouth, and the audience was completely silent.

"Respect the heavens!"

Eighteen big drums punched up, like a shock!

Two cranes soared into the air, dashing under the sky.

"Second sword!

"Bang bang!"

The two drums sounded so rhythmically that even my heart beat twice with it!

On the other side of the sea of clouds, the wind sings!

Ten purple-clothed disciples of the older generation suddenly poured into the center of the ring, all with swords in their hands and singing tricks in their mouths!

One step at a time, the key to the formation is hidden.

Seven people ranked in the seven-star array, and the three of them dominated the three rounds of seven kills, breaking the army, and greedy wolf, and suddenly erected the sword in their hands.

The sword song rumbled, Fan sang a burst of slaughter, and the sword light faintly rose.

The crape myrtle pattern is the hilt of the sword, the seven stars shine as the blade, and a sword aura rises from the ground!

Wherever the sword goes, he is a handsome disciple in Tsing Yi.

Tsing Yi proudly held the sword, and the blade of the sword flashed with red light, like the red coral of the deep sea, bright and dazzling!

The audience went crazy, "That's Jiaolong Sword! Ye Qiuhong, the champion of this year's martial arts competition, Ye Qiuhong!"

The drums are rumbling, the songs are exciting, and the fighting spirit is raging!

The ten-person sword formation shot out violently, and a three-meter-long white sword qi broke through the air! A small sword qi mixed with more than a dozen stalks rushed towards Ye Qiuhong!

Even the freshman disciples standing in the first row were forced back three steps by this fierce sword qi.

Ye Qiuhong's sword trick was aroused, his eyes were horizontal, and the six swords of Liuyun danced in a dashing manner!

The small sword qi was easily dissolved one by one, and the large sword qi that poured the power of ten people suddenly solidified in the air.

The air around it plummeted by dozens of degrees!

The disciples in the front row took five steps back again!

This is the law of heaven and earth that Ye Qiuhong realized when he entered the realm of the sea of clouds!

The red sword flashed, and the huge sword qi melted and dissipated like snow water! But all this was not over yet.

Ye Qiuhong actually turned around and joined the team of these ten people, and the battle intent in her eyes was as full of anger as if she were burning!

"Divine Sword Formation!"

Ye Qiuhong roared and stood in the middle of Ziwei's Life Palace, controlling a small sword formation of ten people.

And on the opposite side of them, two green-shirted disciples slowly walked out.

Cang Scar Sect, core disciple!