“…… To sum up, I think the winner of this competition is fanatic! "Xuanyuan Cheng is serious.

An Lin's eyes were red on the side, and his heart ached: I am obedient, my 100,000 spirit stones!

Can you blame Brother Cheng?

Seeing that he is such a serious and honest analysis, An Lin is really embarrassed to blame him!

At this time, the four-in-two competition began.

In the first game, Zhang Yan fought against Tang Shiyuan. In the second game, Lu Ren fought fanatically.

Tang Shiyuan was dressed in white and had a pretty face, the whole person was as natural and beautiful as a hibiscus out of the water, and he held a cloud sword like mist in his bare hand, like a dream, looming.

She is estimated to be the object of admiration of many men in the Ten Thousand Souls Immortal Sect, and as soon as she appeared, she attracted thunderous cheers from countless male disciples.

Relatively speaking, the appearance of the big man Zhang Yan is bland.

is also the Tianjiao of the Ten Thousand Souls Immortal Sect, why is the gap so big?

An Lin stroked his chin and quickly found the answer.

In fact, the immortal cultivation realm ...... It's also a world of faces!

If Zhang Yan's face is replaced with Xuanyuan Cheng's face, the shouts on the scene will definitely not be lower than Tang Shiyuan!

"Come on, Tang Shiyuan!" An Lin also shouted.

Xuanyuan Cheng was startled by An Lin's sudden cry on the side, and looked at him a little strangely.

An Lin's heart was broken, it seemed that this was the only thing he could do for Tang Shiyuan.

One hundred thousand spirit stones...... This is not a small amount, but it is enough money to buy a low-level elixir, and if it is lost, it will be really heart-wrenching.

The battle between Tang Shiyuan and Zhang Yan finally broke out.

At the beginning of the battle, it entered the white-hot stage, Tang Shiyuan's Baiyun swordsmanship was exquisite, and the long sword that changed from virtual to real was unguardable. Zhang Yan's whole body was red, and there were red flames enveloping his body, just like ancient gods and demons, and each blow contained extremely powerful power.

The collision of the two set off extremely violent fluctuations in the field, Tang Shiyuan's cloud sword slashed at Zhang Yan's fist, and could only draw an extremely small blood mark, but the huge force carried by Zhang Yan's fist could directly shock her away.

An Lin looked nervous and shouted loudly to come on.

Xuanyuan Cheng saw that An Lin seemed to be paying attention to Tang Shiyuan, and asked with a smile: "Wait until her competition is over, do you want me to introduce the two of you to get to know each other?" ”

An Lin was stunned when he heard this, and then realized that Brother Cheng seemed to have misunderstood something, and waved his hand again and again: "Brother Cheng, don't be like this, it's enough for me to have a big white." ”

The big white dog next to him was shocked, and silently walked a few steps away.

Xuanyuan Cheng also looked at An Lin with a surprised expression, as if he had reacquainted himself with this man.

An Lin: "......"

It's a joke, hey!

While talking, Tang Shiyuan and Zhang Yan's battle reached the last moment.

"Red Lotus Flame Dog!" Zhang Yan shouted, and his fists instantly hit more than a dozen red flame giant dogs, and pounced towards Tang Shiyuan.

"Flying Clouds." Tang Shiyuan's lips opened slightly, and the cloud sword that changed between reality and reality rose up with mist, so that she herself was also shrouded in a fog.

"Whoosh!" She moved, very fast!

Boom Boom!

The Red Fire Dog pounced on her, but was dodged by her extremely dexterous steps, and sent a violent explosion beside him.

"The winner is decided." Xuanyuan Cheng smiled faintly.

The mist-like delicate body dodged all of Zhang Yan's attacks, and came to his side in an instant, and the white cloud sword flashed, cutting out a huge bloody hole.

"Boom ......" Blood splashed, Zhang Yan retreated again and again.

But the white mist flashed, and Tang Shiyuan's long sword rested on Zhang Yan's neck again.

"This trick is so beautiful!" Even An Lin couldn't help but exclaim.

The Ten Thousand Souls Immortal Sect is worthy of being one of the four super immortal sects, and the geniuses in the younger generation are really eye-catching.

"Tang Shiyuan, win!" The elder in charge of the referee spoke up.

As soon as the words fell, the audience erupted in cheers again, and An Lin also cheered, because Tang Shiyuan's victory finally gave him a little hope of winning!

In the second game, Lu Ren was fanatical about the battle.

Lu Ren is a personable man with a scholarly and elegant atmosphere, and he is similar to An Lin in appearance, and he can be regarded as a handsome guy. And fanaticism is a look of laziness, as soon as he sees Lu Ren, he grabs his cheeks, his eyes are round, and he also has an inexplicable fighting spirit.

Therefore, there is no doubt that Lu Ren's appearance was cheered on by the female disciples in the audience. As for fanaticism...... In the same main peak, there are still many disciples cheering for it.

Lu Ren used a sword, and the long sword slashed between them, containing the artistic conception of Tai Chi, and it could also condense a white air mask like Xuanyuan Cheng, covering the surroundings.

It's a pity that his realm is not deep enough, and he has not comprehended the Ten Thousand Souls Taiji Dao, so the effect of this qi cover is very limited.

On the contrary, fanatical with knives, the attack is fierce and unparalleled.

His sword qi was extremely terrifying, and the more he fought, the more he frenzied, and his momentum continued to rise......

So soon, the battle situation evolved into a frenzy that kept attacking, and Lu Ren was beaten all the time.

In the end, Lu Ren was slashed several times, lay on the ground and raised his hands in surrender.

Fanatically put the knife away, his face full of disdain, and he looked like he had not been addicted to cutting.

As a result, the crowd at the scene was once again indignant, especially the female disciples, who were particularly emotional.

"Ah......h Fanatic, why are you so ruthless! ”

"Uh......h My brother Lu Ren, fanatical, you are so perverted! ”

"Hmph, what if the fanaticism wins, Lu Yun is still my second male god!"

"Xiaoqing, you are really good at talking today, it's not in vain that I have been chasing you for so many years, am I your first male god?"

"No, my first male god is Xuanyuan Cheng."

"......" a certain male disciple was heartbroken.

……

In the face of the noisy sound, the fanaticism plucked out his ears and walked off the test table with a lazy face.

After watching the game, An Lin sank into deep thought.

The Fever won this game easily, and there may be unused hole cards; On the other hand, Tang Shiyuan, Yunfei's Absolute Dance is a decisive move that she used to fight to the end, can such a hole card really win the fanatic?

I have to say, it's really suspenseful, combined with Xuanyuan Cheng's previous analysis, it made An Lin nervous again.

Something has to be done, you can't sit still!

There is still some time before the final starts, what can he do in this time......

Pregnant! An Lin's eyes lit up.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Brother Cheng, what is the reward for the winner of this sect competition?" ”

Xuanyuan Cheng didn't think much about it, and replied: "The top sixteen in Dabi will be rewarded with spirit stones, and the top four will be able to get a primary-level spirit weapon given by the sect. ”

An Lin smiled: "In other words, the first place in this sect competition is a reward for a beginner-level spirit weapon and spirit stone?" How many spirit stones will there be? ”

Xuanyuan Cheng: "Among the top four disciples, the first place is 30,000 spirit stones, the second place is 20,000 spirit stones, and the remaining two are 10,000 spirit stones. ”

"Haha, that's it, then I'll go over and cheer up the frenzy first!" An Lin beckoned to leave.

Xuanyuan Cheng looked at An Lin's back, was slightly stunned, and muttered to himself: "An Lin, your taste is really unique......