At the beginning, Mu Kite Ge participated in the big competition to make a name for herself, and she was in the limelight in that big competition.

After she heard the rules, she immediately showed her cultivation, she was on the eighth floor of the foundation building period at that time, "Don't move, let's stay here and wait for the time to pass." ”

This problem is so easy to solve, but people's hearts are not so easy to solve, and before she finished speaking, a person directly took advantage of the time when they heard to directly get the person next to her out.

It's like throwing a hungry wolf into a flock of sheep, and the sheep are fleeing in all directions, but Mu Kite Ge himself is gone, and the person who threw the person directly suppressed him by force and threw him out.

So all around fell silent and looked at the young man's wooden kite song.

Mu Kite Ge threw the wooden sword directly on the ground, "If anyone violates the rules, I will throw that person away." ”

Si Jinquan and Wood Kite Ge are the same year, after Wood Kite Ge expressed his attitude, he silently stood behind Wood Kite and released his strength.

The people who participated in the big contest had a bit of intelligence, and they didn't want to be thrown away without showing their weapons.

This edition had the highest survival rate, with a total of 720 participants, and more than 710 people by the end of the first written test.

It was also the most exciting time in Dabi, more than 700 people competed, it was really beautiful, everyone showed a certain level, worthy of the disciples of the sect are the pride of the sky.

Mu Kite Ge didn't know how to answer, although this person said the truth, but most of these elders were from that year.

The head of the division and several of them were all from that time, and now it seems that no one knows such a simple answer, but no one says it.

She became the one who spoke first, she was the first to say the rules, and thus successfully entered the eyes of everyone.

"Long Zhenren's words are wrong, although the survival rate of that competition is the highest, but you see that we people have lived in half a tone." Xu Guangji still smiled and said, "How can you be so powerful." ”

Xu Guangji was also a participant in that competition, but he barely managed to finish in a tepid sixth place.

As soon as he spoke, someone naturally answered, "Yes, now we people are also tepidly mixed. ”

Long Zhenren had a little smile on his face, "You juniors, you still need to be experienced." ”

The first written test has been completely over, and the second competition is not far away, the rules of the sect competition have not changed for so many years, and they are still divided according to their strength, and they will choose their opponents by lottery according to their luck and defeat them.

Meng Xuanlin's luck was the second one, that is, he was able to compete with others on stage in the first round.

These people have all kinds of weapons, for example, the enemy he drew this time used a scythe, and the scythe bounced out in an instant at the beginning of the game.

Meng Xuanlin also clenched the long sword in his hand for the first time, and stabbed hard, just as the spear stabbed out.

The man immediately began to move the scythe backwards, and then threw it with a sharp whirlwind, and the scythe was like a huge round blade with thin edges, slashing a straight avenue in front of the attack.

The west wind was blowing and the autumn was cool, and two young men about fifteen years old were fighting fiercely.

One made the scythe open and close, the sound of the golden blade splitting the wind was vigorous, and the other made the wooden sword flash and move without the slightest decline, and he was at ease in the sword light, so that the sickle young man could not fight for a long time and became impatient, and the attack gradually lost its subtlety, but the strength was getting bigger and bigger.

The most taboo breath disorder, Meng Xuanlin understands these truths, seeing the other party scythe cut out, he does not retreat, but takes the next step in front of the other party.

The scythe boy knew that it was not good, but the trick was old, so he had to abandon the sickle and retreat, his armpit was still an elbow against the other party, and he threw it out of the way, and he just wanted to take a deep breath and stand up, but suddenly it was dark in front of him, and Meng Xuanlin had fallen from the sky like a big bird and forced him directly to the end of the field, "But you have to continue." ”

He succeeded in suppressing people easily in less than a hundred moves, and he didn't force people too much, leaving him time to rest, and pretending to be gentle in all aspects.

"Meng Xuanlin has the demeanor of a master, and he will definitely do a lot in the future and become a generation of chivalrous."

The rest nodded hurriedly, after all, they had never seen a person disguised so well, even in a scene as intriguing as a fight, hiding his true nature behind that skin.

Of course, people who are so ruthless to themselves can also see that they will do something great in the future, although they may not necessarily become chivalrous.

Meng Xuanlin finished a match and then went to draw another opponent.

This time, the opponent was the eighth layer of the foundation building period, which was much higher than Meng Xuanlin's cultivation, so these people were worried about Meng Xuanlin.

However, what they didn't expect was that Meng Xuanlin's cultivation was two levels lower than him, and he was so comfortable that he hadn't even sent out his full strength, which was about the same as last time, and he forced people to the border in less than a hundred moves.

Meng Xuanlin asked as in the previous game, "But I have to continue to fight." ”

Not everyone gave him face, this person was defeated by Meng Xuanlin, who was low in his cultivation, his face turned pale for a while, his eyes rolled and his mouth gave up.

When Meng Xuanlin pulled himself up, he raised his hand and gave him a palm, which hit Meng Xuanlin's body directly, forcing him back to the edge of the competition.

Mu Yingge's hands clenched unconsciously, and the temperament around her body became more and more cold and different.

She knew that although her little apprentice was gentle on the surface, she was also proud in the mainland, and now that she was so shady, she even doubted that her delicate apprentice could survive?

It was not easy for her to raise her little apprentice in this life well, and she had to take care of her little apprentice with all her might, for fear that he would fall into the devil again.

Si Jinquan patted her on the shoulder and motioned for her to relax, "Senior sister, why should you be so worried, boys always have to go through setbacks to grow up." ”

Mu Kite sighed, her little apprentice is not an ordinary boy, if he is angry for a while, he will fall into the devil at any time.

Meng Xuanlin was indeed stunned, after all, there are not many people who are so brainless, this kind of place is actually a sneak attack in the open, even if he wins the game, this kind of person still can't win the love of all the elders.

However, it gave him a chance to be injured, he pretended to cough a few times, and covered his chest a little weakly, "Why are you ......?" ”

Although he said this, he did not hesitate in the slightest in his dodging action, and in the eyes of outsiders, he barely dodged the attack, but to a man, this person was like a slippery earthworm.

No matter how vigorous he moves, he just can't catch the man in front of him, how can this be? Isn't this man in front of him injured? How so? His cultivation is obviously much higher than him, but he feels like being teased.

The look on Mu Kite Ge's face became more and more ugly, which sect is this person from, how could he be like this? Don't you know that fighting is a way that can't hurt your life?

The smile on her face deepened, and the corners of her phoenix-like eyes became more and more sexy but a little cold.

Meng Xuanlin seemed to sense the anger of Mu Kite on the stage, so he finally teased enough and stopped teasing people, he went back and forth with this person for about ten years, and finally kicked the person directly.

For the first time, Mu Kite Ge felt so relieved, and even the coldness around her body recovered a lot.

When Meng Xuanlin finished the second match, some people were still struggling in the first match.

Not long after he stopped, Lu Youzhuo also followed and took the second person down.

Lu Youzhuo immediately smiled at Meng Xuanlin twice, "Brother Meng, might as well guess what grand prize the champion will win this time?" ”

The champion of the Zongmen Dabi is in addition to the pills with a clear price...... In addition, there is a mysterious prize, which may be a surprise or a burden, and everything depends on your luck.

"In short, the grade will not be bad." Indeed, no matter what it is, at least it must have a certain quality, otherwise the façade of the sect will long be gone.

"But I heard that this mystery award was personally arranged by the real person of Kite Ge." Lu Youzhuo smiled with a thrilling expression, "What kind of mysterious elixir do you say she will arrange today, or is it?" Something else?? ”

After all, Mu Kite Ge has lived long enough for the power of the god transformation stage, and she will always have a few treasures of her own.

Meng Xuanlin glanced at him coldly, "Don't worry, this thing has nothing to do with you." ”

Lu Youzhuo was a little puzzled, "Why." ”

Meng Xuanlin said quite arrogantly, "Because I will definitely be the champion." ”

After having a goal, he didn't make more people in the future, and soon became the first champion to defeat 10 people in a row.

This is the last game of the sect Dabiri, and the first ten people in a row will become the champion of one side.

In the end, the competition is played among the ten champions, and the final result of the match is the final champion, and this champion can also get the final reward.

Meng Xuanlin stayed alone in the ring, the dark clouds in the sky were rolling overhead, and the people who were blown by the wind mixed with dust and sand couldn't open their eyes, this was a day that should be closed.

But at this moment, it seemed to give Meng Xuanlin encouragement, and the whistling wind broke through people's eardrums.

I don't know how long it took for a champion to finally come out, and ten champions scrambled to appear, because Meng Xuanlin was the first, so he had the right to choose the enemy.

He didn't take advantage of the danger to pick the last champion to get the ring, but directly selected the second champion who came over.

There were hundreds of spectators in front of the ring, and there were still people who kept coming, not for anything else, just to be able to catch a glimpse of Meng Xuanlin, who was the first to become the champion of Fang Fifteen that year, and to see the duel between them.

"The hour has come, the competition begins!" Someone in the ring announced, and as soon as the words fell, the originally noisy crowd fell silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on the ring.

The principal retreated, and the two warriors slowly came to the stage, clasping their fists and saluting the audience together, seeing that there was a trace of waves in the audience of these two people, "These two people are only on the sixth floor of the foundation building period?" ”

"How so?"

Although strength is not linked to cultivation, some people can also challenge beyond the level, but after all, it is only a few, these two people are three layers less than others, how should they not be the first and second, the first is that Meng Xuanlin can still prove that Mu Kite Ge is really good at teaching.

But even this second one is really weird, "Who is that person?" ”

"You don't even know it, that's the son of the Hidden Cultivation Sect."

"It's actually a person who cultivates the sect, no wonder, it's really a hero out of a teenager."

People who are cultivating, are better at cultivating their own physical bodies than spiritual roots, so such a person is the best killing move when his spiritual power is exhausted.

"Boom!" A gong and drum sounded, "The first game, begin." ”

The two of them bowed, Meng Xuanlin knew that the people of the Hidden Cultivation Sect naturally knew their moves, although he was also a dual cultivator of spiritual root and physical body, but after all, the time was still relatively short, and it was difficult to win against these people.

However, Meng Xuanlin slightly hooked the corners of his lips, his shuriken was like a white snake spitting out a letter, hissing and breaking the wind, and like a dragon shuttling, walking in all directions, sometimes light as a swallow, pointing a sword, sometimes suddenly like lightning, falling leaves collapsing, it was really a silver light in the courtyard, thousands of miles have swallowed the blood of the Huns.

And the next moment, he gathered all the spiritual power in his hand and waved it towards him, and the man reacted extremely quickly, and the two of them quickly passed a hundred moves.

The rest of the champions also began to fight, and the five people in the ring were all stunning, with amazing movements and moves.

At the same time, he and he flashed the sword light in their wrists and flew into the wind where the other party was, only to hear the shattered cold light flash in front of them, and one of them turned his arm.

The sword spun between his fingers, stirring the sound that permeated the sky and falling down, almost stirring the other man's hand in, and the man let go of his hand and shook the end of the sword with his aura, defusing his attack.

The battle, which was so fast that they could only hear, quickly drained most of the spiritual power in their bodies.

The two of them had a tacit understanding, preserved the aura in their bodies, and began to suppress people with swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship of the two of them is not the same, but the loss is particularly powerful, the two teenagers use the wooden sword to faintly have a sword intent, the swordsmanship is more than a move to ridicule, a move is more powerful than a move, and the two of them are like a person with a slight half-point difference between the pool and the chess will be one step worse.

Several great powers were actually attracted by the swordsmanship between these two children, and they exclaimed from time to time, "The future is terrifying." ”

In the end, Meng Xuanlin won the game with his many years of combat experience, and after the end, both of them gasped, Meng Xuanlin suppressed the riot of spiritual power in his body, and knew that this game gave him a tendency to advance.

The son of the Hidden Cultivation Sect tilted his head and praised quickly, "You are very powerful, you have already fused your spiritual power and swordsmanship, and it is ...... that one side has become a shortcoming."

Meng Xuanlin only felt a little ashamed, although he was good at using a fan, and felt inconvenient about the use of wooden swords, but he had also practiced wooden swords for a long time, but he didn't expect that he would almost lose to a junior this time, and the description of the martial arts idiot of the Hidden Cultivation Sect was really not exaggerated.

"However, you are not proficient in the use of swordsmanship, why is that?"