Lan Ling is a personal disciple of the sect leader Qu Linjiang, who is extremely talented, works hard when cultivating, often goes out to practice, and has rich combat experience.

When Lan Ling appeared, it attracted everyone's attention, and those disciples who were surrounding the other rings rushed towards the ring where Lan Ling was.

Fortunately, Lan Ling chose one of the ten big rings, so that more people could see the battle in the ring clearly.

Of course, because of the high position of the people in the stands, they can clearly see the duel between the two people in the ring.

When Xuan Liyue's gaze fell on Lan Ling, he just threw his opponent out of the ring.

Immediately after, there were bursts of cheers around the ring.

"It's worthy of Senior Brother Lan Ling, it's really powerful, it's only nine moves, and the disciple who won three games in a row just now lost."

"There shouldn't be anyone on stage to challenge Senior Brother Lan Ling anymore."

"Of course not, challenging Senior Brother Lan Ling, this is not pure ......"

Before the man could finish his words, a disciple who looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old jumped into the ring where Lan Ling was.

"Senior Brother Lan Ling, I am Wu Yue, an outer disciple, I know that I am not your opponent, but I really want to know where the gap between me and you is."

The disciple who came to the stage to ask Lan Ling to teach was none other than Wu Yue, who entered the sect with Xuan Liyue and Zi Qian'an, and caused a small turmoil.

Zi Qian'an also recognized Wu Yue, approached Xuan Liyue, and whispered in her ear: "Xiao Yue'er, isn't this the brainless?" ”

Xuan Liyue nodded, her eyes a little dark.

She felt that this Wu Yue had a yin owl aura on his body.

Zi Qian also frowned: "I feel very uncomfortable when I see him. ”

"It's not very comfortable, just avoid this person when you go on stage."

Although everyone can keep the fight until the end of the tryouts, there are only two chances to fight, he has already used it once on Lan Ling, and the second chance is not very likely to be used on Zi Qian'an.

"That's right." Listening to Xuan Liyue's analysis, Zi Tian'an thought so, but in his mind, whether Mo Jiuxiang had also returned to the sect at this time, and whether he would encounter any other dangers on the way.

Wu Yue's challenge surprised everyone, and even Feng Jianxing and several other elders also set their eyes on the ring where Lan Ling was.

After the referee gave an order, Wu Yue said "please" and took the lead in attacking Lan Ling.

His attack angle was tricky, and Lan Ling suffered a dark loss as soon as he met him at first glance.

But the difference in strength between the two is too big, and this small dark loss will not affect the final victory.

Even so, this Wu Yue is enough to impress.

Elder Wang's gaze fell on Wu Yue's gloves glowing with blue glow, and his face was not very good-looking.

"This kid is poisonous enough."

The realm of Tianxuan is related to the future of the individual, so in the quota selection competition, it doesn't matter if you live or die.

But there are not many poisons, just because of the toxicity of ordinary poisons, a detoxification pill can be lifted.

All the disciples who came to the stage would take the antidote pill in advance, and it was useless to use poison.

Unless you can find the antidote pill, it can't be dissolved, it's weird and tricky, and the poison attacks extremely quickly.

Listening to Elder Wang's explanation of the use of poison in the competition, Zi Qian'an was worried: "That Senior Brother Lan Ling, will you lose?" ”

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