The next day, Chu Ming woke up, finished breakfast, and followed the crowd towards the central hall of Tianxing Sect, more than 30,000 people from the inner gate are now rushing towards the central hall together, which is extremely spectacular.

"Chu Ming."

A familiar voice came from Chu Ming's ears, Chu Ming turned his head to look, but it was Zhu Hongxue standing not far away, looking at Chu Ming with a smile.

"Miss Zhu."

Chu Ming nodded slightly, this was the first time he had seen Zhu Hongxue in Tianxing Sect, and Zhu Hongxue at this time had made a lot of progress in strength compared to before, reaching the fifth level of truth.

"Don't call me Miss Zhu in the future, just call me Hongxue."

Zhu Hongxue said slightly, but a hint of ruddy spread to the roots of her ears, this is the first time she has let people call her Hongxue.

Chu Ming was slightly stunned, nodded slowly, and the two walked side by side, walking towards the central hall.

The central hall is majestic and boundless, covering a distance of 10,000 meters, enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people to watch the competition together.

When Chu Ming and Zhu Hongxue entered the central hall, they saw countless streamers flying back and forth from the sky, all of them were imposing, and those were some true disciples, or inner door elders.

Chu Ming and Zhu Hongxue casually found a better position to sit down, and at this time, with the arrival of the inner disciples one by one, the momentum of the central hall reached its peak, and the people were buzzing.

"That's the second-ranked Ice Fist Ning Fei!"

I don't know who said something in the field, everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Ning Fei, who was dressed in black shirts, Shi Shiran slowly walked in from the entrance of the central hall, his face was like frost, cold.

Chu Ming also looked at it, Ning Fei was very strong, this was his first reaction, Ning Fei's body had a deep sense of coldness, no weaker than Bing Bufan's body, as early as when he came, Zhu Hongxue told him about the more powerful existence in the inner gate, including the ice fist Ning Fei.

"That's the Blood Maniac Han Zhen!"

"That's the wind, I don't know the wind."

Two figures, one white and one red, walked slowly from the entrance, and many disciples looked at the two of them, their eyes full of heat.

Every martial artist has a dream of being a strong man in his heart, not to mention these heavenly pride of the Tianxing Sect, however, not every martial artist is in the limelight wherever he goes, and only a few of them can do it, such as Feng Wuxiang and Han Zhen.

Blood Maniac Han Zhen was dressed in blood, and the bloody aura spread on his body, he was born fierce, and he was extremely cruel in battle, so he broke through the name of the Blood Maniac in the inner gate, ranking sixth in the entire inner gate.

And the wind is not phased, still a plain appearance, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face, and the two of them are sitting in the front row of the players' seat with a smile.

"Swim in the wind, Su Xin!"

"Grimace knife, what nothing!"

"Bloody hand, Xiao Huang!"

As the top ten disciples of the inner gate entered the central hall one by one, the atmosphere of the central hall reached its peak.

Su Xin, ranked tenth in the inner gate, is invincible, like a fallen leaf in the wind, and once escaped in the invincible hands of the truth, so he is nicknamed "the middle of the wind".

He Wuwu, the inner gate ranked eighth, the sword technique in one hand is exquisite, and he once killed more than a dozen Tianjiao of the Demon Dao Organization in a row, and the Demon Dao martial artists who killed him were terrified, and no one dared to provoke him.

Compared with the two, Xiao Huang, the blood breaker, is a real battle maniac, as soon as he entered the Tianxing Sect, he challenged dozens of old disciples one after another, and none of them were defeated.

When everyone was excited, Chu Ming's eyes looked at the entrance abruptly, and saw a blue-shirted young man slowly walking in from the entrance, his eyes were extremely sharp, his face was dignified, and there was a faint sword intent in his eyes, and his footsteps stepped on the ground, like the sound of a demon soul, knocking on everyone's hearts.

"That's, Infinite Sword..... Should be Qiange. ”

An inner disciple said with a squirming in his throat, his eyes flashing with endless shock.

Ying Qiange, who is also regarded as a man of the year in the inner gate, is said to be a murderous person, once slaughtered eighteen cottages in a row, and even did not think of the feelings of the same door in the Tianxing Sect openly killed, and finally shocked the Tianxing Sect Sect leader Yan Nanxing, and was punished in Jianyunyuan facing the wall for a year, but what he didn't expect was that after the end of the wall, Ying Qiange's strength was even worse, and he jumped directly from the eleventh inner door to the fourth inner door.

Ying Qiange's gaze swept around the audience, as if there were thousands of sword rays circulating in his eyes, and the disciples who were staring at him were all like mangs on their backs, and they didn't dare to look at him, but Chu Ming was not included in it.

"Interesting!"

Looking at Ying Qiange, Chu Ming was not afraid, Ying Qiange smiled faintly, and found a place to sit down at random, and the rest of the disciples beside him did not dare to approach him, and avoided it from a distance, and for a while, there was no disciple within twenty meters of his body.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Ying Qiange looked at the other disciples around him, his eyes were full of disdain, he was a very realistic person, he always understood a truth, that is, the greater the value he showed, the more resources he would get within the Tianxing Sect.

For example, a year ago, he openly killed people in the inner gate, and it stands to reason that he had touched the bottom line of the Tianxing Sect, but his talent was too strong, and after the deliberation of many elders, he was only punished for one year in the face of the wall in the Sword Cloud Yuan.

For a swordsman, Jian Yunyuan is a treasure land of cultivation, and being in Jian Yunyuan for a year is undoubtedly a reward for him, which is also the reason why he can improve his strength by leaps and bounds within a year.

"This man is strong!"

Chu Ming frowned slightly, in Ying Qiange's body, he saw the sharpness and strength that belonged to the swordsman, but under this, there was an essence that he couldn't see clearly.

"How sure are you with him?"

At this time, Zhu Hongxue next to Chu Ming asked abruptly.

"Sixty percent!"

Chu Ming thought about it and said indifferently.

Sixty percent sure, Ying Qiange is very strong, but he is not weak, the sixth weight of "Pure Yuan Sword Qigong", the trick sword, the extreme underworld, the meteor sword, the clouds like water and many other factors together, so that Chu Ming has a background that is not weaker than Ying Qiange, and the most important thing is that he is the same cultivation body, and the spirit can be kept in the best state at any time and at any time.

Sixty percent is sure that if he doesn't use the cloud qi to rise, if he uses the cloud qi to rise, it is almost a sure thing to defeat Ying Qiange, but there are too many unknowns in the battle.

Hearing Chu Ming say this, Zhu Hongxue didn't have too many surprises, maybe compared to others, Chu Ming was originally a legend, full of comprehension, the first disciple in the history of Tianxing Sect to enter the inner gate with a full score, even if it was the Sword Demon Gu Jianfeng back then, in terms of talent, compared with Chu Ming, it was also a little worse.

"Turn over the sea palm, Ye Chen."

"Immortal, Gu Muling."

After Ying Qiange, two more heavyweights appeared.

Ye Chen, the palm of the sea, is a young man in a blue robe, his face is calm, as if there are thousands of winds and rains brewing in the dark, and the inner door ranks fifth.

The immortal Gu Muling, compared to other geniuses, looked unusually inconspicuous, short in stature, and very incommensurate with his prestige.