Chapter 11: He Has No Limit!

The noisy atmosphere gradually calmed down after several figures appeared in mid-air.

Lu Wuji was wearing a purple robe with auspicious clouds engraved on it, followed by a large group of elders, stepping into the air.

Around the central test room, the seats are high and low, and the high-level seats are closest to the test room, and Lu Wuji and the others stepped on it and sat down with indifferent faces.

The atmosphere of silence gradually became hot.

The inner and outer doors are larger than once a year.

Almost every year, there are a few surprises that come out of the way.

And because the rewards of Dabi are very generous, the participants basically have rewards in addition to the tail of the crane, so the disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect are eager to do so.

Cang Boqing, the chief elder of the hall, glanced at Lu Wuji, and Lu Wuji nodded.

Cang Boqing smiled, stood up, came to the edge of the high-level seat, looked around for a long time, and said loudly, "I announce, Outer Gate Dabi, start now! First of all, I will announce the rules and rewards!"

"The outer door competition will be held for two days, and the first day will be a trial tower competition, and the top ten will automatically enter the second day of the martial arts finals!"

"The top 100 remaining rankings will be ranked in the next day's martial arts, and the top 10 will be ranked in a match!"

"The top 10 in the final competition of the outer gate will receive the following rewards in turn!"

"First place, one Qi Hai Dan! One thousand merits of the sect! Ten thousand medium-grade Yuan Stones!"

"Second place, three top-grade Zengyuan Pills! A treasure weapon! Five thousand medium-grade Yuan Stones!"

"Third place, a top-grade Zengyuan Pill! A treasure weapon! Three thousand medium-grade Yuan stones!"

“....”

"In addition to the top ten in the finals, they will receive the award immediately, and after the rest of the disciples are over, the sect will send someone to send the reward!"

"Now, please ask all the outer disciples who want to participate in the Great Competition, receive the number plates in turn, and enter the Purple Cloud Trial Tower at intervals of hundreds!"

After finishing speaking, Cang Boqing did not go back, but jumped and stood on an independent high platform that was very abrupt in the test field.

"There is actually a Qi Haidan!"

"My God, the reward for this Outer Gate Dabi is so rich, but it's not a day?"

"Last time I participated in the Outer Gate Competition, the first place was only rewarded with five Zengyuan Pills, I knew earlier, I would have entered the Inner Gate a year later!"

"Poof, are you still delusional about the first place, where do you put Senior Brother Ouyang?"

After a brief bustle.

One by one, the outer disciples walked out of their seats and lined up excitedly to receive the number plate.

That's when it happened.

Wang Bao said to Xiao Yan and Yunxi, "Let's go, let's get the number!"

Xiao Yan nodded.

And Yunxi said depressedly, "You also participate in the big competition?"

Wang Bao was confused, "What's the doubt about this? I'm also an outer disciple!"

Yunxi was powerless to complain.

With your current strength, are you embarrassed to say that you are a disciple of the outer gate?

"Go first, I'll wait!"

Yunxi is weak, and he really doesn't want to enter the trial tower with Wang Bao in the same game, because...

It's destined to be nothing to do!

Wang Bao didn't know what Yunxi was doing, so he didn't ask much, and looked at Xiao Yan, "Senior brother, then let's go!"

Xiao Yan's body stiffened, and he suddenly walked down slowly, and said with a dry smile, "I'll wait too!"

Wang Bao instantly looked at Xiao Yan with contempt.

Heavy color and light friend, think I don't know your plans?

"It's up to you, the woman and the husband are with you!"

Wang Bao muttered softly, and hurriedly left.

Yunxi raised his eyebrows, pointed at Wang Baojiao and shouted, "Wang Bao, even if you run fast, I'm not done with you!"

Xiao Yan's face was slightly red, and he quickly returned to normal, and said with a wry smile, "Senior brother is born to jump out, please don't mind!"

Yunxi was huffing, and his pretty face gradually covered with red glow, and Xiao Yan was dumbfounded.

Step down from your seat.

Wang Bao walked step by step towards the place where he signed up to receive the number plate.

At this moment, there is a queue there.

And then.

A mournful voice rang out, "It's over, the Great Demon King is also going to participate in the big competition!"

The outer disciples who were queuing up froze their bodies.

The outer disciples who came over did not leave.

On the seat, the outer disciples, who were about to get up, sat down again!

The scene was stalemate for three breaths, and then, the outer disciples who were queuing up all dispersed one by one.

And the few disciples who received the number plate were anxiously surrounding the inner disciple who was in charge of issuing the number plate, and then, swishing.

One by one, the number plates returned to the table.

The inner disciple looked confused, and he couldn't react at all, and the next moment, a group of goods dispersed.

In a large open space, only Wang Bao was left, his face twitching!

Nima, do something!

Obviously you're messing with me!

Wang Bao, who was extremely depressed, glanced at the outer disciple who was hiding far behind him with an unkind face, and then snorted lightly, strode to the inner disciple in charge, and opened his hand and said, "Senior brother, outer disciple Wang Bao, get the number plate!"

The inner disciple thought of the many rumors of the previous sect, looked at Wang Bao curiously, and then rummaged through and picked it up, took out a No. 1, handed it to Wang Bao and said with a smile, "Come on, junior brother!"

"Thank you, brother!"

Wang Bao arched his hand and stood aside.

And then.

There is no then.

The inner disciples in charge looked at the outer disciples who were motionless, and looked at Cang Boqing and many high-level bigwigs with their eyes for help.

Cang Boqing stands on a high platform, and his cheeks are blue.

High-level agents.

Many elders almost subconsciously stared at Wang Bao, as if they wanted to see through Wang Bao from head to toe.

Wu Lao raised his forehead and sighed, "This little bastard!"

Zhang Yunxing looked at Wang Bao with interest and chuckled, "I have the demeanor of a senior brother!"

Lu Wuji looked helpless and gave Cang Boqing a look, and Cang Boqing quickly understood the meaning of the teaching.

I'm out of the way, as an elder of the hall of rites, the soul of the outer gate, you look at it!

Cang Boqing almost vomited blood.

Looking at Wang Bao, Cang Boqing shouted, "Wang Bao, what kind of outer door competition are you participating in? With your strength, isn't it bullying people when you go up?"

Wang Bao didn't know Cang Boqing, and was very unhappy, "I'm also a disciple of the outer sect, why can't I participate in the big competition? Who am I bullying?"

A group of outer disciples roared in their hearts.

You slut still have the face to ask, Who do you say you bullied? You have bullied us all over again for more than half a month, okay?

Cang Boqing gritted his teeth and said, "If I say no, I can't, give me back!

"I'm not convinced!"

How could Wang Bao agree.

Don't mention the rewards of Dabi.

If you can't participate in the big competition, how many fewer opportunities will you have to pretend to be forced? How much refining value is that? This is related to your own future, and of course you can't play with it.

"I want to complain, I want to sue, I want to participate in the big competition, if I don't let me participate, I will write a blood letter and sue the ancestor, anyway, I won't leave, senior, you can watch it!"

Oops!

How did this shameless guy play a scoundrel?

Complaints, complaints, and writing blood letters, you still have to tell the ancestors? Ahhh

The outer disciples gritted their teeth about what they hated, and the inner disciples were also very depressed, because they didn't have to guess to know that this thing would definitely enter the inner gate, and there would definitely be them if they suffered at that time!

Why is there no one to treat this guy who has no lower limit?

Cang Boqing was angry, his face was pale, and his cheeks were about to twitch.

High-level agents.

A group of elders laughed incessantly, feeling very funny, while Lu Wuji closed his eyes, and his mind sounded in his mind that Senior Brother Wan Dongliu abdicated and gave Xian a sentence to him, "Senior brother, I will let you be the master, how high this position is, I won't say more, how big the loss of senior brother is, I won't say more, you have to compensate me well in the future, you see, I still lack a beautiful chef there, I heard that there is a kitchen god in your cave mansion..."

Shake your head.

Lu Wuji opened his eyes and suddenly said lightly, "Senior Brother Cang, let him participate!"

Cang Boqing was extremely depressed, he was not sincere in not letting Wang Bao participate.

But.

Look at the appearance of those outer disciples, who is willing to be in the same session as him within a hundred intervals of his registration?

Is it possible to give him a one-on-one show?

"Let yourself participate in the Tower of Trials!"

Lu Wuji's voice came, Cang Boqing almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and participated in the Trial Tower alone, which could be regarded as the first time that the Purple Cloud Sect had been opened.

"Hehe, then I'll go!"

Wang Bao was overjoyed, and without waiting for Cang Boqing to speak, he ran to the tower in the center of the competition field.

Cang Boqing opened his mouth and looked at the sky speechlessly, as the chief elder of the Rite Hall, in charge of the ceremonies and 10,000-year judges of the sect, he felt that his future was bleak.

It's in the midst of all the attention.

Wang Bao stepped into the trial tower...