"Breaking the Spirit Pill!" Mu Ling'er's exclamation sounded in Bai Ge's ears, and a pair of eyes with aura were full of surprise.

"What's the use of breaking the elixir?" Bai Ge said with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"Bai Ge, why don't you know anything!, you're too far behind!" Mu Ling'er said disdainfully. Reiqi's eyes turned white and Bai Ge looked, I wanted you to ignore Miss Ben before, now you know to find me!

"The Broken Spirit Pill belongs to the second-order spirit pill, which is a spirit pill refined for the Nine Seal Monks, and the spiritual power contained in it is very pure and huge, which can speed up the Nine Seal Monks to condense the spirit seal in their own bodies, basically a broken spirit pill can make the Nine Seal Monks condense a spirit seal in the body, and if the disciples of the ninth layer of the martial artist swallow the spirit pill, they can instantly condense the spirit seal in the body, which is the treasure that all the Nine Seal Monks dream of. ”

"What! It can actually speed up the condensation of the spirit seal, this kind of treasure must be in hand. Bai Ge took a deep breath, stimulated by the information Mu Ling'er said, and his face was full of excitement.

Not only Bai Ge, but the one hundred and seventy disciples in the field were all flushed, and they were very enthusiastic about the reward of the first place, and they began to gear up one by one, waiting and seeing, even the ten masters of the outer gate were very much looking forward to the treasure of the first place, and they were all determined to win the first place, even Murong Xianjue's cold expression was a little moved, and he was a little surprised by the rich rewards of the sect this time, and the inner gate assessment in previous years was not such a rich reward.

The half-hundred-year-old man in the field looked at the enthusiastic appearance of the teenagers one by one, as if he remembered his youth, with a smile on his slightly old face, and said slowly: "The ranking of your Qingyun Mountain will be the number of this ring competition, and the elders will draw lots in a unified manner, and the opponents who are drawn will go to the ring to prepare for the game." ”

"Also, the top ten disciples in Qingyun Mountain, due to their excellent assessment results, can rest and have a bye in the first round without participating in the first round of elimination. ”

"Now, the Sword Sect Ring Tournament begins!" The half-hundred old man's deep voice continued to echo in the field, and there was a deafening cry from outside the field, and they all looked at the game in the field with red faces, with very expectant expressions.

As soon as the words of the half-hundred old man fell, six powerful figures fell, each of them was an elder of the outer gate, and he walked towards the six rings with a very serious face, not daring to have any thoughts of helping the disciples cheat.

Because in the main stand, there were several breaths that were many times stronger than them, and the strong aura of the whole body pressed the six people, and they looked at the field calmly with deep and sharp eyes, they didn't dare to make any superfluous actions at all, and if the cheating was discovered, they would be directly executed on the spot, to prove the fairness of the Sword Sect's competition, and also to suppress some impure disciples.

"Hey, little handyman, I'll go to the rest table with Sister Bing'er to see your performance! Don't let us down!" Mu Ling'er made a cheering gesture to Bai Ge, but looking at Bai Ge's resolute and immature face, her little face was a little red for some reason, and she quickly turned her head and stopped looking at Bai Ge.

To be honest, Bai Ge is not ugly, but handsome, plus Bai Ge's current body is not thin now, and the male breath is full, which belongs to the kind of attractive type, and because Mu Linger is very curious about Bai Ge, her attention is on Bai Ge, Bai Ge's calm, composed, and calm temperament makes Mu Linger more and more curious about Bai Ge, just like she wants to get what she can't get.

"You hurry up, the twitter will affect my performance!" Bai Ge hurriedly waved his hand, his face full of disgust. I secretly said in my heart that this lark is finally gone, I really don't know if this outer door ten masters are bastards, and the chatter in his ear is annoying, and he has no demeanor at all.

"You...... Hmph!" Mu Ling'er looked at Bai Ge with a disgusted look and became a little aggrieved, didn't she talk a little more, she needed to be so disgusted! Others can't get close to me, now I can't even post it upside down, the more Mu Ling'er thinks about it, the more aggrieved she feels, the two eyes with aura are constantly moistened, looking pitiful, and Xuan Bing'er on the side is crying and laughing when she is seen by Mu Ling'er's appearance, this is very inconsistent with the usual little witch's temperament!

This scene made Bai Ge deeply hated by the one hundred and sixty disciples in the field, one by one, he thought that if he met Bai Ge, he would beat him so that he couldn't get up, and he actually provoked the beautiful women to wet his eyes, Bai Ge looked at this scene and was not too helpless, he was blacklisted by so many people without doing anything, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face.

However, looking at Bai Ge's calm temperament, Meimu didn't seem to be able to see through him, as if Bai Ge's body was a fog, which made Xuan Bing'er can't help but look a little sideways, and even compared Bai Ge with Murong Xian, the shadow of all the Ten Masters of the Outer Gate, in her heart, but she quickly threw away this idea, because it was too unrealistic, Murong Xian's horror was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, how could it be like an ordinary handyman, she quickly withdrew Meimu and pulled Mu Ling'er towards the rest area.

But the audience outside the venue didn't think so, seeing that the beauties seemed to be being bullied, they looked at Bai Ge one by one and couldn't wait to cut Bai Ge with a thousand cuts. At this moment, the top ten disciples of Qingyun Mountain were also very calmly walking towards the surrounding rest platform, and when Yang Fan passed by Bai Ge, he made a gesture with his right hand to wipe his neck, the meaning was self-evident.

And Murong Xianjue's black figure was imprinted in everyone's hearts, and when a person arrived at the rest area, he sat down cross-legged, and even the elders in the main stand couldn't cry or laugh, as if they knew Murong Xianjue's talent, and they were very much looking forward to Murong Xianjue's next performance, and the remaining one hundred and sixty disciples looked at the backs of the ten masters of the outer gate, and they were very envious that they could rest without having to participate in the first round of elimination.

In my heart, I kept praying for myself not to meet some powerful disciples, and some disciples were full of confidence and had full confidence in their own strength.

Not long after, under the watchful eyes of the terrifying old man in the main stand, the six elders began to announce the list of players under pressure.

"In the first ring, No. 56 vs. No. 72!"

"In the second ring, No. 30 vs. No. 45!"

"In the third ring, No. 120 vs. No. 130!"

"The ...... in the Fourth Ring"

"...... in the Fifth Ring"

"...... in the Sixth Ring"

At this time, the twelve disciples who had already been named were a little nervous and began to prepare to enter the competition ring.

Although the ranking of Qingyun Mountain is different, this does not mean that the high ranking can defeat the low ranking, maybe some people are me to hide, just for the sake of the blockbuster at this moment, no one can say! The elders in the main stand dare not jump to conclusions!

As expected, there was an accident in the first ring, No. 72 defeated the No. 56 opponent, causing an exclamation from the sidelines, winning the first ring and successfully advancing to the next round, while the failed disciple was eliminated and disqualified!

Bai Ge and some other disciples who were not drawn to the competition were watching the game from the sidelines of the field, Bai Ge saw Murong Xianjue sitting with his eyes closed coldly, as if these small fights could not attract his attention at all, and his cold expression made the surroundings seem to become cold.

Soon all the games in the ring were over, a total of six people were promoted and six people were eliminated, and soon the list for the next round was freshly released, and there was exactly Bai Ge's number in the sixth ring, this scene did not seem to surprise Bai Ge, Bai Ge looked at the field calmly.

"...... in the first ring"

"...... in the second ring"

"...... in the third ring"

"At the fourth ring, the forty-fifth fights the eightieth disciple!"

"In the fifth ring, No. 60 vs. No. 82 disciple. ”

"At the sixth ring, the hundredth fights the one hundred and seventy disciples. ”

The moment the list was released, some people were naturally happy and some were worried, happy that they had met a low-ranking disciple, and they were sad that they had met a powerful opponent! The cries outside the court seemed to be higher, and many people knew Bai Ge as the one who cried the beautiful woman all the time, and they all struggled to shout the words that Bai Ge would lose.

At the sixth ring, Bai Ge walked up leisurely, a young man on the opposite side was already waiting, the young man's face was already full of smiles at this time, the young man's eyes were already smiling, and the whole eye was invisible when he smiled.

"Eh, Sister Bing'er, do you say that he can win the little handyman?" Mu Ling'er asked curiously with smart eyes.

"I don't know, maybe I can win!" Xuan Bing'er said ambiguously. Meimu looked at Murong Xianjue who was sitting cross-legged, and was a little puzzled, why did Murong Xianjue open his eyes and look at Bai Ge and the corners of his mouth were raised? Could it be that Bai Ge's strength could be compared to Murong Xianjue?

A series of questions flashed in Xuan Bing'er's heart, Murong Xian'er's small movements were only captured by Xuan Bing'er alone, and others would not associate the weakest person with the strongest person at all, unless they were crazy!

And Murong Xianjue is strong, she knows that the strength is not like a teenager, but what makes her difficult to accept is that Murong Xianjue, who is usually not interested in anything, would actually look at the corners of Bai Ge's mouth up, what does this mean?

"Oh, little handyman, don't let me down!" Mu Ling'er muttered.