"Looks confident!"

Ning Que looked at Zhao Qiang, his eyes flickered, and Zhao Qiang's aura became a lot stronger.

Apparently a recent breakthrough.

'That's nature, you'd better pray don't run into me, or I'll beat you!"

Zhao Qiang nodded and said with a smile.

"That's what I said to you!"

Ning Que also responded with a smile.

And at this time, the deafening drum sounded, and it made people feel their blood boiling when they listened to it, this is the drum sound of the official start of the sect selection competition,

An old man appeared in the ring.

This person's name is Zhong Wei.

He is known as the most upright and fair warrior in the Northwest Wilderness, and he is the witness of many battles and gambling games.

He was also the referee of the sect selection competition at this time.

Zhong Wei stood in the ring and clasped his fists and said in a deep voice to everyone: "It's an honor to be the judge of this sect selection competition, let me briefly talk about some rules!"

"First, no killers until the point is reached!"

"Second, the secret method of poisoning others and harming oneself must not be used!"

"Thirdly, all the weapons used are provided by us!"

......

"Rules are rules, and if you violate them, you will be immediately disqualified from participating in the war, and you will face the most severe punishment, do you hear clearly?"

Zhong Wei suddenly shouted loudly.

"I heard you!"

Many contestants yelled.

"Okay, everyone come up and draw lots, and the game starts after drawing a stick of incense!"

Zhong Wei appeared with a bamboo stick in his hand, looked at everyone and said.

Then the crowd began to line up to draw lots.

There are a total of ninety-six people in thirty-two towns, which is not a lot of numbers, because the requirements are very high.

It must be the Nine Heavens of Hemolysis, and the blood strength must reach the Eight Realms.

Therefore, anyone who can participate in the competition is a well-known genius.

The draw was completed soon.

Ning Que drew the thirteenth lot, and Lin Yue drew the seventh lot.

"The game starts, No. 1 Wang Song vs. No. 2 Bao Xing!"

Zhong Dawei announced loudly.

As soon as the words fell.

Two men swept into the ring.

Wang Song is from Sanhe Town, and Bao Xing is from Shangpai Town.

The two clenched their fists.

Then he roared almost at the same time, exuding a strong blood aura and a crackling sound all over his body.

"Blazing Sunsnatcher!"

Bao Xing took the lead in attacking, and pushed out horizontally with both palms in an instant.

Bang la blah.

The air boiled like water and made a rattling sound.

The heat wave spread rapidly.

"Kaishan Fist!"

Wang Song's eyes flickered, and the sandbag-sized fist contained strong power, passing through layers of heat waves and colliding with Bao Xing's palm.

Bang bang!

The collision of fists and palms actually made the sound of jade shattering.

Dengden Dengden!

The two took a few steps back at the same time.

There is no distinction between the superior and the inferior.

Roaring, the two pounced again.

You give me a palm, I give you a punch back, fair and just.

The game was wonderful, and the audience was also enthusiastic.

Finally.

Wang Song's eyes were sharp, he grabbed Bao Xing's flaw and knocked him out of the ring with a punch.

"Wang Song wins!"

Zhong Wei announced in due course.

Bao Xing was unwilling to vent his anger and lost the first battle.

It means that he has no chance at all.

"No. 3 Li Shuang vs. No. 4 Zhou Yan!"

With Zhong Wei's announcement, the scene was in an uproar.

As the eldest or youngest of the Zhou family in Qingyun City, he is also the favorite to win the championship in this sect selection competition, which naturally attracts attention.

Even Zhou Qing, the patriarch of the Zhou family in the VIP seat, couldn't help but sit up straight.

Li Shuang's face was ugly, and he secretly shouted bad luck, and he looked at Zhou Yan's eyes with some horror.

"Are you ready?"

Zhou Yan's face was disdainful, and the opponent who didn't even have the will to fight was really not interested at all.

"Quasi.... Ready, all right!"

Li Shuang shouted a little nervously.

Then he began to run the true qi, and the blood qi boiled, and there were thirteen blood strengths.

A punch full of strength smashed over: "Fist of Fire!"

The fist power spread rapidly in full swing, and the surrounding temperature rose rapidly.

"Dragon Wind Legs!"

Zhou Yan said softly.

The strength of the legs swayed away like the wind.

Bang!

The leg strength directly passed through the rolling heat wave and kicked Li Shuang's chest.

The latter screamed and flew out of the ring.

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Defeat the enemy in one move.

The audience was shocked.

Although they all know that Zhou Yan is very strong.

But I didn't expect it to be so strong.

A genius who had condensed thirteen blood strengths couldn't resist his kick.

It's horrible\/.

Sure enough, he is the favorite to win the championship.

Next up was five vs. six, and it was a close match.

One hundred and twenty moves to determine the winner and loser.

"No. 7 Lin Yue vs. No. 8 Lin Chunping!"

Zhong Wei announced again.

Lin Yue landed in the ring like a flower butterfly, and the yellow dress with the melon seed face was really eye-catching, attracting the amazing eyes of many men.

Lin Chunping is a dark-faced man, he looks very honest, but his eyes are extremely sharp.

"Fire Cloud Finger!"

Lin Yue couldn't wait to launch an attack, her slender and white fingers flicked continuously, and dozens of hot and condensed fingers burst out.

The fingers are fiery red, and they are all over the mountains.

"Wave Palm!"

Lin Chun's flat face was solemn, and his palms were unremarkable and pushed out horizontally.

Bang la blah.

The air rippled like water, wave after wave, endlessly.

Then make contact with the fiery red fingers.

The collision of ice and fire.

The next moment.

Lin Chun's plane color changed greatly.

The fingers actually pierced the palm wind.

Perform a dangerous and dangerous dodge.

Bang bang!

The finger bombardment made a frightening, dull sound in the ring.

Before he could catch his breath, the sharp fingers struck again.

"Hmph, I'm a bully!"

Lin Chunping was beaten out of anger, his left palm reversed and quickly slapped a few palms, and then his body technique was exerted to the limit, and he approached within three meters in front of Lin Yue's body.

Then there was a shock all over his body, and the blood and qi in his body rattled, a total of fifteen rings, and he was full of strength and sent towards Lin Yue in his right palm.

"Good time!"

Lin Yue snorted coldly, the blood qi in his body was also boiling, and he kept making a crisp sound, and then pointed at Lin Chunping's right palm.

Bang!

Lin Chunping was hit hard, and the whole person retreated continuously, and fell directly out of the ring.

The scene was somewhat quiet.

The fifteen bloody Lin Chunping was so defeated.

Completely incapable of resisting.

"The character is high-level, the fire martial spirit, the seventeen blood strength, this woman is a little difficult!"

Zhou Yan was slightly taken aback, and then smiled.

"It's just a little important, it's not enough to be our opponent!"

Bai Rufeng said indifferently.

Lin Bo saw Ye Ming, Zhao Tian and the other two sect elders nodding again and again, and it was difficult to hide the joy on his face, this time Lin Yue would have a great chance to enter the sect.

The Lin family is really going to take off.

Lin Yue looked at the shocked appearance of the audience and was extremely proud in her heart, since she got Ning Que's high-level character and fire martial soul, her cultivation speed was really a thousand miles a day.

"What's so proud, robbed Ning Que's martial soul, and has the face to show off his martial arts here!"

Lin Chunping's friend couldn't get used to Lin Yue's smug appearance, and couldn't help but say loudly.

It immediately attracted the support of many warriors.

Zhao Tian and Ye Ming, the two sect elders, also shook their heads when they heard this, Ning Que at that time was a four-martial soul with outstanding talents, so they were waiting for this sect selection competition to be officially accepted.

I didn't expect this to happen.

Lin Yue's face was ugly, and he couldn't help but roar: "What do you know? Ning Que loves me and is willing to give me the martial soul, otherwise how can I get the martial soul!"

Indeed, the plundering of the martial soul requires the consent of the other party, otherwise it is impossible to succeed.

So.

Even if many people still disdain, they can't find the words to refute it.

Lin Yue saw that he walked out of the ring like a proud rooster.

Ning Que snorted coldly, jump, jump hard, I'm going to fall down soon.

A few more games were played next, and with Zhong Wei's announcement, it was finally Ning Que's turn.

"No. 13 Sparrow Ning vs. No. 14 Yang Feng!"