June 15 soon arrived, and the Chuan Gong Dojo set up a number of competition platforms, looking at the texture of the deep sea sunken rock, supplemented by the formation prohibition, revealing the feeling of a fairy family flow platform.

Although there are ten levels of Qi cultivation period, in fact, there are more than seven levels, and there are relatively few disciples, so there is no new venue, and the tests are all presided over by the elders.

Shan 13 and many low-level disciples crowded in front of the ten martial arts platforms, queuing up for the draw, and I don't know what luck it was, but it was actually the first to appear, the opponent was a little junior sister who had just been promoted, and she stood stunned to let her attack, exhausted her true qi and admitted defeat, and got off to a good start.

In the next five rounds of the game, Shan 13 was a little speechless, the opponent was all female disciples, the strongest was just a few dodges for him, a big axe slashed over, all tired and panting, the sweat-soaked graceful figure was undoubtedly highlighted, and the faint body fragrance emitted a commotion to the male disciples who feasted their eyes in the audience.

There are envy, there are envy, there are more hateful, drooling when they look at it one by one, and afterwards they can't wait to come up and step on the mountain thirteen and one feet.

As soon as you take the stage, there will be boos and whistles flying all over the ground!

"It's inhumane, such a delicate junior sister can do it?"

"I don't understand the amorous feelings, the God-given opportunity is so wasted!"

"This guy stepped on the sisters to reach the semi-finals, and he was angry!"

Shan Thirteen could feel countless pairs of cold eyes staring at him, this was the collective eye killing of female disciples, if the gaze could kill people, I don't know how many times I would die.

I was the first to reach the semi-finals, so I can only hope for the other three players, preferably male players, otherwise I won't have to live in the sect in the future.

It's a pity that the good ones are not the bad spirits, and there are two female players among the three of them, it's over, is it a peach blossom in fate, there is such a catastrophe!

The three of them looked at Shan Thirteen, as if they were looking at a dead fish, they were disgusted as much as they could, and the male contestant even shouted in a low voice: "Boy, this son is going to abolish you, hum!"

"Spring vs. Autumn first, Summer vs. Winter second!" announced the presiding elder.

The four of them will have a number plate, Mountain Thirteen is "summer", and holding the "winter" card is a senior sister, who is staring at Mountain Thirteen coldly at the moment, and flashed the soft whip in his hand, as if he has made up his mind.

But the ending is still that Shan Thirteen won, giving full play to the advantage of his thick skin and thick meat, in the case of being wrapped into zongzi, he did not move at all, and only after the strength of the senior sister to eat milk was exhausted, he opened his eyes, raised a long lazy waist, and shook the senior sister off the stage with an axe.

Domineering, very domineering!

What's even more domineering is that the opponent who advanced to the finals was the self-righteous son, this time Shan 13 did not "passively" beat, but took the initiative to attack, although the move was just a big split, but it was powerful and fast, and the opponent was suppressed to death, and collapsed in the ring like a tired dead dog.

So far, in the competition of the disciples of the first realm of the Qi cultivation period, Shan Thirteen has won the championship!

Due to the large number of people in the Qi training period, it is the latest to end, and when the thirteenth mountain wins the championship, the people in other realms have already settled, except for the sixth layer of the Qi training period, who is the senior brother of Dugutian, they are all female cultivators, is it possible that the sect is a little yin and yang?

At this time, everyone's eyes are focused on the body of Mountain Thirteen, according to the rules of the competition, after the competition of each small realm, it is the event of the leapfrog challenge, and those who get the top ten are eligible to challenge.

Shan Thirteen looked at the people who were in the double period of Qi training, the female cultivators gathered around and pointed at themselves from time to time, turning their heads and ears, each apricot eyes were wide open, while the male cultivators were fierce and eager to try, eager to knock Shan Thirteen to the ground at once, and laugh at the Pomeranian.

Since it has caused public outrage, Shan 13 naturally has no scruples, and chooses the opponent who crosses the challenge as the champion of the double of the Qi training period, senior sister Sui Xiaoyun.

Arrogant, too arrogant!

Watching Shan 13 walk into the ring and fight with Sui Xiaoyun, the audience booed, and all kinds of curses continued, if it weren't for the door rules, I am afraid that the eggs and rotten vegetable leaves would have been greeted a long time ago!

There are many ways to become famous, and Mountain Thirteen is undoubtedly the most effective one to choose - spicy hands destroy flowers, and thousands of people hate them!

Shan 13 didn't pay attention to everyone's abuse, just stared at Sui Xiaoyun, carefully observing the other party's breath, a little erratic, and he couldn't tell what kind of attribute the monk was from the breath.

As always, the strategy is that the enemy does not move, I do not move!

The scene fell silent all of a sudden, and Shan 13 and Sui Xiaoyun didn't move each other, like a pair of puppets, standing straight and standing in the ring.

Sui Xiaoyun was a little annoyed, he was the champion of the double training period, this kid actually chose himself for the challenge of skipping the level, what is this, this is **naked ignorance, now that the challenge has begun, he is motionless!

It's arrogant!

Even if Sui Xiaoyun was angry, he still kept a clear head, and the information provided by the sisters of the analysts, Shan Thirteen's arm strength was amazing, his moves were simple but practical, he had rich combat experience, and he was good at dragging down his opponent, and he obviously had a long pulse.

This is a defensive monk.

In the face of defensive monks, pay attention to quick battles, and can't be led by the nose by the other party, otherwise the first to get tired must be yourself, so the opponent must move first.

Sui Xiaoyun thought to himself, looked at the referee elder, and couldn't help but smile.

The referee elder couldn't stand it anymore, and burst into a shout: "Mountain Thirteen, you are a challenger, and you don't attack yet?"

Shan 13 sighed secretly: I originally wanted the lady to give priority to the shot, but the rules of this challenge limited his original intention of retaining his strength. At that moment, he shook the long-handled big axe in his hand and made an orangutan-like hammer posture to Sui Xiaoyun.

Under such a hilarious action, Shan Thirteen took the initiative to attack for the first time, although it was only one-fifth of the speed, but this speed was already comparable to that of a three-fold cultivator in the Qi training period.

Sui Xiaoyun's pupils couldn't help but dilate, and Shan Thirteen, who was still beating his chest a second ago, was actually standing straight in front of him at this moment, within reach, and they could count the number of foreheads and eyebrows on each other.

Looking at Shan Thirteen's slight-hearted laughter, Sui Xiaoyun finally showed his talent, the monk of the wind attribute, the whole person retreated like the wind, this retreat was not walking, but stepping on the air, the posture was quite graceful, and the quickly approaching Shan Thirteen Axe was not allowed to dodge.

Everyone in the audience was still immersed in the funny actions of the thirteen orangutans, and one by one they were still arrogant and said what would be the consequences of the mountain thirteen's self-immeasuring, and the splashed foam could be used to hit soy sauce!

Mountain Thirteen is not to be underestimated!

This is Sui Xiaoyun's real feeling at the moment, Shan Thirteen is too good at acting, it seems to be rude and reckless, but in fact he is extremely cunning, and his speed is not inferior to his talent in the wind attribute.

Such an opponent can't afford to prepare for the battle wholeheartedly.

After the thirteenth axe of Shan Thirteen failed, he was also a little surprised by the speed of Sui Xiaoyun's response, the wind attribute alien spirit root was really unusual, and at the moment, he made a mistake, and another axe followed closely behind and chopped down.

Axe light filled the ring, and the mountain thirteen axe, which took the lead in one move, was as fast as an axe, completely suppressing Sui Xiaoyun and unable to counterattack.

"Senior Sister Sui is really amazing, this reckless man Shan Thirteen can't even touch Senior Sister's clothes, what a fool!"

"That's right, Senior Sister Sui doesn't bother to deal with this kind of villain at all, doesn't Shan Thirteen like to drag down his opponent, this time let him taste the taste of being exhausted!"

But Sui Xiaoyun, who was like a fairy in the ring, couldn't say anything, Shan Thirteen came and went either with an ax or an ax at the waist, and the seemingly simple action strangled the dead end of his counterattack.

One wrong move is a loss!

"I throw in the towel!"

A crisp voice suddenly sounded, and everyone who didn't know why looked at Sui Xiaoyun in surprise, obviously occupying a good situation, why did he admit defeat inexplicably?

Everyone looked at each other, but the referee elder recognized it, and announced to everyone: "Mountain Thirteen has won the challenge of leapfrogging!" Sui Xiaoyun smiled faintly, and a voice from Youlan Ruoxi came: "Mountain Thirteen, you have something to do!"

Shan Thirteen's face couldn't help but turn green, Sui Xiaoyun was only slightly at a disadvantage, so he opened his mouth to admit defeat, either generous, or small-bellied, offending this kind of person is definitely like a fish in the throat