After a pause, Zhuang Yusheng continued: "First, you are all genius disciples of the Divine Temple, and you must not maliciously hurt people's lives during the competition. ”

"Second, the place of the fight is on this small hillside, and you can use all means during the fight, and you can raise your hand to admit defeat when you know that you are defeated. ”

"Thirdly, the order of the competition is determined by drawing lots. ”

After saying this, a clergyman approached, holding a red wooden box in his hand, and Zhuang Yusheng put his hand through the round mouth above the wooden box.

"Nie Rudong. ”

A cold shout that seemed abrupt sounded on the hillside.

The disciple who heard his name was suddenly shocked, and looked at Zhuang Yusheng, who was wearing a blue and red god robe, who spoke coldly.

"Yes Guo Fei. ”

It wasn't until Zhuang Yusheng's voice sounded again that this disciple and everyone around him completely reacted, and the final ranking tournament had begun.

"It's not fair!"

The moment he reacted, the first disciple whose name was mentioned screamed out in a distracted voice.

Many people feel the same way in their hearts.

This disciple named Nie Rudong was the last one to squeeze into the inner hall a day ago, and his cultivation was in the late stage of the Tongxuan Realm, after experiencing the first nine levels, he had already suffered a lot of injuries on his body, especially a serious penetrating wound on his left thigh, which was not only inconvenient to move, but also could cause heavy bleeding due to violent movements. On the other hand, his opponent Guo Fei not only cultivated one line higher than him, he was already at the peak of the Three Realms, and he only had some minor injuries on his body.

"What's unfair?"

Hearing Nie Rudong's distraction, Zhuang Yusheng, who announced the match, glanced at him expressionlessly, and said slowly: "The match is just a random extraction, there is a gap in cultivation, it's just a matter of daily practice, and the injuries on the body are only remnants of the previous level, do you think that the ranking competition is just a final level?

"If you feel that it is unfair, you can abstain from voting. After a pause, Zhuang Yusheng added without emotion.

The disciple's face was as white as snow, but listening to these words, he couldn't speak, and he didn't dare to say anything to refute it. Just now, he just heard his name being the first to be called, and the opponent was Guo Fei, who he was familiar with, and he was panicked, so he blurted out without thinking.

The rest of the disciples were also silent.

Such a match is just drawn by Zhuang Yusheng casually, and there are naturally many things worth scrutinizing and questioning, especially now that there are a total of forty-five students who have passed the previous level, so that two by two, one person will definitely fight one less game and have a big advantage.

However, this is a ranking competition for the newly promoted inner temple disciple of the temple, and the rules are naturally set by the temple, just like Zhuang Yusheng said, if you feel that it is unfair, you can withdraw.

"Li Jiahui, to Wang Xuebin. ”

"Sun Shanyan, right Mo Tian. ”

“......”

Zhuang Yusheng, who announced the match, was not interested in paying attention to the reactions of the people around him, but continued to speak unhurriedly.

Listening to his announcement, all the disciples had different expressions and reactions, some looked calm, some sneered silently, some smiled reluctantly, and some had faces like ashes, but some careful disciples had already discovered that there were eight places on this hillside that were isolated by formations.

"Lu Dongsheng, to Ouyang Yuxian. ”

As these disciples expected, after reading out the eight groups of opponents, Zhuang Yusheng paused, and then casually pointed towards the eight-sided field, indicating that the two sides whose names he had read out were now ready to enter.

After following Zhuang Yusheng's gesture to the venues that were about to fall into darkness, almost all the disciples' eyes fell on Ouyang Yuxian's body.

The reason is simple.

As the reputation of Ye Haotian's first person to be promoted to the inner hall spread, the news that Ouyang Yuxian helped him humiliate Fan Jian under the Tianfeng stage also spread, and there were very few female disciples who could pass the first nine levels, plus Ouyang Yuxian was a famous general, his status was noble and quite attractive, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

In addition, there is another reason that even Ye Haotian doesn't know.

That is, among the top ten disciples in the freshman entrance test, each of them has an identity background that should not be underestimated, but his life experience is full of mystery, which makes people with great curiosity about his friends and acquaintances beside him.

Long Eighteen's gaze was a little solemn.

Lu Dongsheng ranked twenty-seventh in the top three and first class in the entrance test, while Ouyang Yuxian was not practicing in Anyang in the first place, and her name was not on the ranking notice outside the hall at all.

In the eyes of the vast majority of disciples, she, like Long Eighteen, should have relied on the strength of her family and used some disgraceful means to enter the inner hall.

Ouyang Yuxian also didn't expect that she would be the first round of cultivators, and at this time, under the gaze of everyone, she couldn't help but start to get nervous, and her right hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly.

"To just overcome the gang, the rainstorm pear blossom. ”

Just as Ouyang Yuxian was about to take a step, a soft and quiet voice suddenly floated into her ears.

Ouyang Yuxian's body shook slightly, turned his head, and saw Ye Haotian looking at her indifferently, with a faint smile on his face.

"You ......"

Ouyang Yuxian's expression became a little complicated, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't seem to know where to start, so he just nodded lightly and turned around and walked towards the competition venue. The moment she turned around, for some reason, her trembling hands inexplicably stabilized, and her steps became calm and confident.

......

Lu Dongsheng has also moved forward, moving towards a field isolated by a magic array, his figure is tall, his face is solemn, and his eyes are also calm and level-headed ahead, giving people the taste of a general in the army.

The Iron Pool Sword Sect that he practiced before coming to the temple itself liked to send students to the battlefield to practice, and according to some exact information, Lu Dongsheng and some students of the Iron Pool Sword Sect even participated in this great battle between the human and demon clans, and also achieved a lot of success.

Compared to Ouyang Yuxian, he was very confident from the beginning, although he also knew that the Ouyang family was a Great Xia general, and the family heirloom "Wind and Thunder Slashing Sword Technique" was extremely powerful, but this kind of fierce swordsmanship was not suitable for women's cultivation, and the ordinary one in Ouyang Yuxian's hand could no longer be ordinary, and the black iron sword that only cultivators in the army would use would definitely not be comparable to his sect sword.

So he walked with his head held high, without even looking back.

The disciples who came out of the Great Xia Sect all paid attention to etiquette, and the disciples of the temple were even more exemplary of etiquette, the ranking match was not a private duel, there were countless pairs of eyes staring at them around, and etiquette was indispensable. Lu Dongsheng did not walk to the closest venue to him, but to the closest venue to Ouyang Yuxian.