Chapter 51: Disciple Race

Qian Duoduo is a Xuan-level high-grade alchemist!?

Looking at Sun Ru's expression, everyone present was dumbfounded.

It can't be true, right?

So handsome and so good, how can you let us live?

All the male compatriots at the scene, without exception, were all envious, jealous and hateful.

As for those young girls in Huaichun, their faces were full of shyness, their eyes were foggy, and they couldn't wait to make a promise immediately, or they were thinking of finding an opportunity to tie Qian Duoduo home to be a boss.

"Show me. ”

Situ Haoran took the token from Sun Ru's hand, and when he saw it, his face changed slightly.

It's true, you can't be wrong.

But isn't he a fool?

No, how can he be half stupid now?

Could it be that he has been playing dumb all along?

"Is it true?"

Chang Sanjiang couldn't help but come up and ask, with an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

"It should be true. ”

Sun Ru nodded slightly, she knew that the token was real, but she didn't want to believe that a young man who was a few years younger than herself could pass the assessment of a Xuan-level high-grade alchemist, and her mood was very complicated for a while.

A lot of money?

The surname is Qian.

Qian, is she the child of that Mrs. Qian?

By the way, it must be.

Grandpa once said that Mrs. Qian lived in seclusion in Tiemu Town, Situ Haoran was from Tiemu Town, and Qian Duoduo was his hometown, so wouldn't it be right, after all, it is said that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes.

Sun Ru walked up to Qian Duoduo with the token, and said with a smile: "Brother Duoduo, you misunderstood, I and Senior Brother Haoran are just ordinary senior sisters and brothers, come, put things away." ”

Qian Duoduo was pleasantly surprised: "Really?"

Sun Ru laughed and said, "Could it be that Senior Sister will still lie to you?"

Qian Duoduo glanced at Situ Haoran, who was gloomy, and said with a smile: "This is really good news. ”

As everyone spoke, an auspicious cloud flew in from afar.

There are people in the clouds, a lot of people.

In addition to the head of the Liuyun Immortal Sect and the elders of the Inner Gate, there were also representatives of other forces.

"We're waiting to welcome you. ”

Chang Sanjiang and several other outer door stewards bowed their hands one after another.

The head of the Liuyun Immortal Sect is called Liuyun Earth Immortal, and at this moment, there are several masters who are not weak by his side, namely the worship from the Nalan Dynasty, the elder of the Heaven and Earth Sword Sect, and the vice president of the Martial Arts Academy.

"You may be seated. ”

The VIP seats on the high platform slowly filled.

When, when, when,

Time's up.

Chang Sanjiang walked to the center of the platform, first saluted in the direction of the VIP seat, then turned to look at the many outer disciples below, and slowly spoke: "The purpose of our Liuyun Immortal Sect to hold the disciple competition is to give you disciples the opportunity to communicate with each other and better discover your own shortcomings, so I hope that the battle between you will end and not hurt the friendship of the same sect." ”

"Now, I announce that the outer disciple competition has officially begun, and next, I will use a lottery to choose opponents for you, and the disciples who read their names should come to the stage as soon as possible, and those who do not arrive within a quarter of an hour will be regarded as abstaining. ”

I saw Chang Sanjiang raise his right hand, his middle finger and index finger together, and a mana was thrown into the air towards the big ding not far away, and with a whoosh, two bamboo sticks flew out of the ding, floating in the air, shining.

Zhang Zhiyuan.

Qin Yi.

When Chang Sanjiang saw the projection, he immediately opened his mouth and shouted that the two of them came to the stage.

According to the rules, the minimum requirement for the registration of the Outer Disciple Competition is the Qi Refining Realm, that is, the second-order cultivation, so that death and injury can be avoided to an extreme extent, because if the opponent is too weak, it is likely that he will not be able to withstand a single move.

"Come on, come on, hurry up if you want to bet. ”

"This senior brother, do you want to place a bet?"

Several disciples cautiously shuttled through the crowd and shouted.

The bets on the Outer Disciple Tournament are only on rankings and winning streaks.

For example, bet on who is the first and who is the second place, or who will win several times in a row or all of them.

"Senior Brother Qian, you're here too, do you want to have fun?"

The person sitting in the village is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy named Li Chen, this person has eight levels of Qi refining realm, and his cultivation is not weak, and there are several companions around him who are helping to keep accounts and collect money, so he should be a partner in business.

Qian Duoduo asked curiously, "What about my odds?"

"Yours?"

Li Chen was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly smiled and said, "Senior Brother Qian wants to bet on himself, right, no problem, but I don't know how many places Senior Brother Qian wants to bet on himself?"

Qian Duoduo smiled: "First place." ”

Hiss!

No way.

The faces of the people were different, and they were shocked.

Li Chen cautiously asked, "Senior Brother Qian's cultivation shouldn't have reached the Ming Dao realm, right?"

Qian Duoduo replied, "Not yet." ”

Li Chen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Senior Brother Qian can pass the assessment of a Xuan-level high-grade alchemist at a young age, presumably he must have a unique skill, then I will add odds to you according to the success of Qi refining, one loss is good?"

One loss, not bad.

"Count it yourself. ”

Qian Duoduo directly took out a stack of golden tickets and put them on the table.

"A total of 350,000 gold. ”

Li Chen's eyelids jumped, and the hand that picked up the golden ticket was trembling slightly, the other party dared to place so many bets at one time, wouldn't that mean that he had the chance to win, if he really won the first, wouldn't he have to pay for death?

"I'm also pushing to win. ”

"I'm going to press it too. ”

"Xuan-level low-grade magic weapon, 200,000 gold, all pressed Duoduo first. ”

Many girls followed in the fun, and golden tickets, spirit stones, and magic weapons instantly filled the entire table.

"I, I ......"

Li Chen was frightened, and said with a sad face: "That, I won't sit in Zhuang today." ”

"Uninteresting. ”

Qian Duoduo pursed his lips and took the golden ticket back.

"Qin Yisheng!"

Chang Sanjiang's voice sounded, and everyone followed the reputation, only to see him wave his hand, and the bamboo stick belonging to Zhang Zhiyuan in mid-air was directly broken, and the bamboo stick belonging to Qin Yi fell into another empty jar.

"The next group. ”

Two bamboo sticks flew out of Da Ding, and the two names were thrown into the air.

"Qian Duoduo, Nalan Hongji. ”

Nalan Hongji, the seventh prince of the Nalan Dynasty, fifteen years old, refining qi ninefold, is known as one of the most promising players to win the first place in this disciple competition, until two days ago he was the only dream lover of the outer girl.

"Did you get me so soon?"

Qian Duoduo was a little surprised, and then slowly walked out of the crowd and came to the platform.

"Keep it up. ”

"Senior Brother Duoduo, I love you, you are the most handsome!"

The female fans in the audience shouted excitedly, danced with their hands, and were very excited.

"Damn. ”

Nalan Hongji was depressed, especially when he saw that those junior sisters who had secretly sent Qiu Bo to him two days ago had already empathized with him, such a thing made him very unhappy, men, they all have a good face.

But as a prince, he still has a tempered bearing, in front of everyone, he smiled humbly, stretched out his hand to make an obvious gesture of invitation, and said, "Senior Brother Qian, please." ”

Name: Nalan Hongji

Cultivation: Nine levels of Qi Refining Realm

Talent: Ground-level mid-grade wind spirit root

Qian Duoduo smiled and said, "It's better for Senior Brother Nalan to go first, I prefer to see the moves." ”

"In that case, then you're welcome. ”

"Be careful. ”

Nalan Hongji had an extra folding fan in his hand, and as soon as the fan was raised, three wind blades flew out.

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