The competition continued, the disciples in the ring were fighting with all their might, the gorgeous spiritual power was constantly shooting in the Sword Sect training ground, the powerful combat skills fluctuated, and the shouts of the disciples watching the battle continued to stimulate the blood of the disciples.

However, the appearance of Zhang Quan, one of the ten masters of the outer gate, condensed the entire atmosphere of watching the battle, and the momentum was much greater than the momentum of Bai Ge's previous battle, countless disciples shouted, bombarding the atmosphere of the game to the peak, and Zhang Quan laughed freely in countless awe-inspiring eyes, looking very natural and handsome, this feeling is what he has always wanted, looking at countless awe-inspiring eyes, Zhang Quan's heart is also more eager for the pursuit of power.

Zhang Quan's appearance is very tough, coupled with his identity as one of the top ten masters of the outer door, he is a person who can sustenance in the hearts of female disciples, so it can be said that he is very fascinated by Zhang Quan, if Zhang Quan has any excessive ideas, they will not refuse, maybe they will take the initiative to throw themselves into Zhang Quan, this is the mainland's treatment of the strong, there is no absolute fairness here!

"This right is a good seedling, even if he is promoted to the inner door, he can be ranked first. The elders in the main stand communicated with each other, seemingly satisfied with Zhang Quan, and then looked at the ring, waiting for the next battle.

"However, I heard that he seems to have reached an agreement with a faction in the inner gate, and once he is promoted, he will join that force. The elder next to him said respectfully.

"Hehe, the forces in the inner gate are all petty fights, don't you think we came here like this back then?" said the elder in the main stand smiled.

"I wonder which ones the elders have their eyes on?" asked the elder on the main platform, stroking his beard.

"The old man thinks that Murong Xianjue is a top existence even if he is promoted to the inner gate, and the old man thinks that Murong Xianjue is the absolute leader among the ten masters of the outer gate, which is beyond doubt. Elder Qian, who was also on the main platform, said with a smile. Obviously, he was very interested in Murong Xianjue, but Elder Qian was very much looking forward to Murong Xianjue's performance, the more eye-catching his performance was, the more attention he would receive from the sect at that time, and the cultivation resources he obtained would be more abundant.

"Elder Qian is too greedy, and he can't wait to directly settle Murong Immortal. Another elder blew his beard and glared, "I still think the ten masters of the outer gate are good, right?"

"By the way, Lao Qiu, what do you think are the good seedlings among this class of disciples?"

Elder Qiu stroked his long white beard, his eyes were deep, and he said with a smile: "The old man thinks that Bai Ge and Murong Immortal are absolutely good, what do you think?"

"I don't have an impression of Bai Ge, but how can Elder Qiu compare this disciple to Murong Immortal?" some elders shook their heads and wondered.

"Let's wait and see!" Elder Qiu smiled mysteriously, and then moved his gaze to the ring, but if Bai Ge was here, he would recognize that this was the old man who had been assessed before, and the old man's voice was exactly the same as the voice that reminded him in Qingyun Mountain before.

In the ring, Zhang Quan didn't even pull out his sword, as if this kind of petty scene was not worth his sword, strolling in the ring, his movements were handsome, which caused the female disciples to exclaim, only to see the afterimages constantly in the ring, and he couldn't see Zhang Quan's body clearly, and the disciples who fought in the end were directly kicked down by Zhang Quan, and they kept shouting Zhang Quan's name outside the court, full of momentum.

After Zhang Quan showed a look that he thought he was very handsome, it caused countless female disciples to scream, and this scene made several fellow Outer Sect Ten Masters a little unhappy, feeling that Zhang Quan liked to be in the limelight too much.

After that, the ten masters of the outer gate except for Murong Xianjue came on the field one after another, Mu Ling'er, Yang Fan, Araki, and Fengyu...... When the ten masters of the outer sect all won the victory, the scene was silent, and the eyes of all the disciples were fixed on the body of a young man in a black shirt.

There is only one person who can have such magic to impress all the disciples in the audience, and that is Murong Xianjue, the leader of the ten masters of the outer sect!

His opponent was a disciple of the nineteenth, and his strength was definitely a top-notch existence, but what surprised everyone was that the disciple actually abstained directly regardless of his face, which made the onlookers lose interest all of a sudden.

Of course, this is not to blame that disciple, his strength is not bad, but it is still not enough to compare with Murong Xian, even if he exhausts his whole body spiritual power, he can't go through ten moves, so it is better to give up directly, but even so, the onlookers are still disappointed.

So the field rested again for half an hour, and now there are only forty-five disciples left in the audience, each disciple has been screened layer by layer, without any moisture, and the rest are some strong opponents, but the battle is becoming more and more exciting!

Each battle is particularly eye-catching, and the bloody scenes seem to be in the middle of it, which makes people have endless memories.

The break is over and the third round begins.

Since this time it is a lottery of forty-five disciples, the number of people cannot be arranged, so there will be a bye lot.

The forty-five disciples silently prayed that they could draw a bye, because the current disciples are getting stronger and stronger, and the difficulty is getting bigger and bigger, and the probability of drawing the ten masters of the outer door is also getting bigger and bigger, no one wants to compete with the ten masters of the outer gate, if they can draw the bye lot, they will definitely be able to enter the next round.

Fortunately, it was Mu Ling'er, one of the top ten masters of the outer door, who was drawn a bye, Mu Ling'er's smart eyes were full of surprise, and she looked at Bai Ge with a proud face.

"Little handyman, do you see it, Senior Sister doesn't need to challenge and go directly to the next round!Isn't it amazing!" Mu Ling'er was full of pride, and her mouth pouted.

"Senior Sister Mu, you're lucky!" Bai Ge couldn't help but roll his eyes. I feel that Mu Ling'er is a bastard, how can she be like an idiot in front of herself, and her bitter gourd face condenses on Bai Ge's face.

"Little handyman, why aren't you afraid of Senior Sister? Senior Sister is also one of the top ten masters of the outer door!" Mu Ling'er pouted, her fists dangling in front of Bai Ge, and the meaning was self-evident.

"......" Bai Ge had a black line on his face, and after looking at Mu Ling'er, he turned his head directly to the side, not wanting to see this idiot!

In the third round, those powerful disciples continued to show their strong strength, and the entire Sword Sect training ground was wrapped in this bloody atmosphere, and they didn't care about winning or losing, they just wanted to fight happily!

At the first ring, the fourteenth disciple Huang Yuan looked at Yang Fan with a frightened face, he really couldn't imagine how Yang Fan could defeat him with a single sword, his strength was not strong, but he wouldn't be defeated so quickly!

At the second ring, the seventeenth disciple kept waving the long sword in his hand, the sword rays in the sky were disturbing, the terrifying aura continued to cut the air, and the sword momentum in the sky continued to attack Araki, Araki's face remained unchanged, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a punch blasted out, knocking the seventeenth disciple into the second ring, causing an uproar.

At the third ring, Xuan Bing'er's cold breath directly cooled the air, and the fifteenth disciple on the opposite side looked at Xuan Bing'er with a fascinated face, intoxicated by Xuan Bing'er's beauty, and thought of some dirty things in his mind, but forgot that this was a game, and seemed to know what this disciple was thinking, and was directly blown away by Xuan Bing'er's palm, and the disciple passed out directly, and the attack was not heavy.

......

However, in the sixth ring, Bai Ge fought against the eighteenth disciple, named Yun Jun, who was very strong.

"Brother Bai is strong, Yun knows that he is not an opponent, but he still hopes that Brother Bai will not stay. Yun Jun bent down and hugged his fists. He had seen Bai Ge's battle, and he also knew that Bai Ge's strength was something he couldn't see through, so he was like this.

And Yun Jun is also a belligerent person, so he naturally hopes that Bai Ge will not keep his hands and don't care about winning or losing, Yun Jun wants to learn from Bai Ge's battle and grow better.

"Bai will do his best, but he also hopes that Brother Yun will not stay. Bai Ge said to Yun Jun seriously. At the same time, I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, thinking that I finally didn't meet some fools this time, isn't it better than a normal race?

Yun Jun was a little stunned, he didn't have the slightest politeness when he heard Bai Ge fighting with others before, Yun Jun still had the mentality of being scolded, but it turned out that Bai Ge was so polite, and he was still a little uncomfortable.

"Brother Bai's words have come to this, Yun should do his best. Yun Jun shouted, running his footwork, countless shadows surrounded Bai Ge, but his real body quickly approached Bai Ge.