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"This kid, I really don't know how to write dead words?"

"It's crazy! In the end, I was unlucky—"

"Look over there, Li Yixiao and Jiang Yuke's faces are dark......"

The whispers gathered together could also resound in half the sky, and on the elder seat, Li Qingyun's cheeks couldn't help twitching. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

This is a slap in the face, a slap in the face of Li Yixiao. It is the face of the entire Li family that is swept away!

Although Zhu Biao's resistance can only be regarded as an ant sting for the giant of the Li family, he can roll back a broken bone with a press of his hand. But it was still an open defiance. To paraphrase a common phrase used in Chinese justice in the 21st century, that is, 'bad nature'.

Because Zhu Biao's strength is too small. Even some big people in the elder table who wanted to see the Li family swept away did not have any hope for him. For the upper echelons of their sword sect, Zhu Biao was just a tease.

"Funny ......"

A certain big guy casually used two words to describe him, and he was already very 'favored'.

Of course, the trivial matter of killing an ant with his backhand does not need to be ordered by Li Qingyun, the boss boss, in person, and someone will do it with a discernment. Jiang Wenjun is such a character, I saw him tilt his head slightly, and a person dressed in the appearance of an entourage behind him lowered his head to his mouth. After a few moments, he nodded and left.

"Zhu Biao, this is too reckless." Out of the hanging pile array, I didn't expect the first person to say this turned out to be the class boss Lei Wenhu. Mu Xuehua hurried to Zhu Biao in two steps, his eyes full of anxiety.

Zhu Biao smiled slightly at Lei Wenhu and received his kindness. looked at Mu Xuehua, who was about to persuade on the side, "What, have you forgotten what I said yesterday?" ”

The corners of Zhu Biao's mouth always had a smile on his lips, but what Mu Xuehua saw from this smile was endless persistence. What I said yesterday is what I said last night......

"Tomorrow's selection competition, the little nephew will make some people stunned-"

"The heavens helped me, the family secret book exercises were passed down, but I cultivated in the cave after many years of absoluteness. They're going to look good—"

"Zhu Biao, you have angered me." As if it had erupted, as soon as the fifth group of people entered the formation, Li Yixiao took the lead and rushed out of the formation without leaving a moment, looking at Zhu Biao and a handful of people who stayed not far from the exit, and his cold voice pierced people's hearts.

"Huh?" With a cold snort, Zhu Biao glanced at Li Yixiao with contempt. In the 21st century, he was tired of hearing this kind of natural high-profile and high-tone tone, and he was even more annoyed with hearing it!

"It's not a mouth!" It's the real kung fu in your hands. At this moment, Zhu Biao even hoped that as soon as the second and third rounds were opened, he would be able to face Li Yixiao. The first sword victim of "Yin Wind Three Lives Sword" debuted, no one is more suitable than Li Yixiao. Jiang Yuke owes weight!

"I'll tell you what you are capable of! It's just that your skills are as sharp as your mouth, otherwise...... Humph......"

He walked away without looking back. Li Yixiao's genius name resounded in Qingyu Mountain, and he had his own pride. His daily behavior is certainly domineering and superior to others, but this is not only based on family background, background and background.

Nine of the ten small class students remained, counting Zhang Meng, and two of the eleven were eliminated.

Six of the eight middle class disciples were left, and in addition to Qiao Jin, Lu Lanfei also failed to get out of the pile hanging array.

Thirty-one freshmen in the kindergarten eliminated the most, seven less, so that there were twenty-four left.

After the first level of the three classes of participating disciples, a total of thirty-nine people remained.

The disciples did not delay for half a minute, and as soon as the thirty-nine participating disciples gathered together, a big notice was already hanging in front of the ring.

According to the comprehensive evaluation of the individual's expressed strength and the results of the monthly big exam, the strength ranking list of the thirty-nine disciples is impressive.

Zhu Biao ranked eleventh from the bottom, and compared with his results in the big exam at the end of the month, it was obviously improved. On the other hand, this also reflects the true reliability of this ranking list. Because it is obvious that the reason why Zhu Biao's ranking has improved a lot is because the disciples who tested the merits referred to his table when he splashed blood in the canteen and when he broke into the hanging pile array just now.

Only twenty-four people will be selected in the third round, that is, the top twenty-four in the ranking list.

The leaderboard is posted, and the second round of the challenge begins.

Each disciple has two chances to challenge the disciple who is ranked in front of them on the list, and if he wins, the opponent's ranking will be his own. At the same time, they must also be challenged by the disciples who are ranked below them, and if they can win three games in a row, the remaining disciples will not be able to challenge them again.

If you miss the two opportunities to challenge forward, or if you succeed in ascending to the top but then you are picked by the disciples below, then, I'm sorry, the disciples who are not in the top 24 in the final ranking will lose the qualification for the big competition.

After that, the third round of random lottery will be held, and the participating disciples will fight against each other. At this time, Dabi can be regarded as entering the **, and the twelve disciples who have won will basically get the admission ticket of this year's inner disciples. [These twelve don't matter before or after, there are places]

Every time the selection is large, the number of inner disciples recruited hovers between thirteen, fourteen and sixteen, and very few exceed or reach eighteen. Therefore, pulling out the selection places for the middle class and the small class, although the large class is a fresh graduate, it is really the saddest.

Some disciples who are obviously powerful, but are unlucky, draw lots and draw stronger ones to defeat the battle, and don't have to be discouraged.

The fourth round, which is the last round of Dabi, will give them a chance. This round of the challenge is a repechage match for those who are unlucky, and they can challenge any of the twelve disciples who won the third round at will, and if they win, they can take their place, but only once. If it still fails, you can only try to qualify between thirteen and twenty-four, and look at how many disciples will be recruited by the inner gate this year, praying that your ranking will be included!

On the whole, the selection of the inner disciples of the Jiuqu Sword Sect is stricter than the procedure, and the competition schedule is thorough. Although there are inevitably too many competitions at a glance, in order for the backbone of the Sword Sect to play their due role, there are so many competitions and such strict procedures, it is understandable!

"Who's the challenge?" Zhu Biao muttered a little. He is ranked eleventh from the bottom and twenty-ninth in the positive number. No one will challenge him with idle eggs, because even if the challenge is won, it will be useless at all, and it will be a waste of energy. Unless it is a guy who has a grudge against him or acts according to the eyes of the Li family, Zhu Biao thinks that he still has time to think about it carefully.

has already chosen to 'slap' Li Yixiao's face, so of course he must continue to insist. But if Zhu Biao wants to challenge the top class students who are so much younger than himself, he really can't pull his face! Subconsciously, he always thought of himself as an adult, twenty-five.

"Mu Xuehua, come up and fight me!" The shouting of a Taipan disciple reached Zhu Biao's ears at the same time. This is not unusual, not only Mu Xuehua has been challenged, but Lei Wenhu has also faced Li Bingyan, who is one place higher than him, and only the top five Li Yixiao, Kong Chi, Ge Gang, Wang Zhenjie and Jiang Yuke can really sit safely.

There are five of them, the first two don't want to join in the fun, and the last three are a cut above the bottom, and they have hooked up with each other, so naturally there will be no civil war.

When he raised his eyes, it was fourteen to eleven, and after Mu Xuehua, Zhu Biao smiled at this moment.

"Good fellow, I'm looking at you—"

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