Leng Chitong drooped his head, his steps were heavy, as if he was dragging a thousand catties of chains on the soles of his feet, and walked towards Fenghuatai step by step.

"Dead boy! Wait for me! Qiu Rong'er shouted.

She looked at him and showed the brightest smile, "Don't have such a death-threatening expression, we should have worked hard in the past few days, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge!" Laugh one! ”

Leng Chitong looked at her coldly, "Of course you said it easily, anyway, it's none of your business!" ”

Qiu Rong'er glanced at him hatefully, considering his current situation, she had to struggle to control her fiery temper and endure it.

As soon as he arrived at Fenghuatai, he was greeted by the solemn and majestic four neat teams of people, led by the four teams of Mei Yuan: Lu Ping, Lan Yuan: Yu Fengqing, Tang Qinshan, and Ju Yuan: Li Zhaoyang.

On the left side of each villa disciple's waist is a waist plaque, engraved with the name of the person to whom he belongs and the gate of the courtyard to which he belongs.

Every mountain villa disciple in the queue was ready to fight, gearing up.

Leng Chitong glanced at the audience, didn't say a word, and walked up to the viewing platform side by side with Qiu Rong'er, standing on Leng Yueming's left side.

At a glance, Leng Chitong found out that even Xu Ran's waist was wearing a waist card.

Leng Chitong looked at the silver chair placed on Leng Yueming's right side, and at this time, there was no one.

Since Jiao Niang married Leng Yueming and sat in the position of the wife of the owner of Leng's Villa, every Wutao meeting will be seated early.

However, this time, seeing that there was only one hour left before the start of the Wutao Meeting, Jiao Niang still didn't see anyone.

Leng Yueming was also puzzled, and from time to time she casually glanced at the empty chair beside her.

Leng Yueming saw that the other two apprentices had also arrived, so she took out the waist cards belonging to the two of them from her arms.

Leng Chitong looked at the waist card in his hand, engraved with "Leng Chitong" on the front and "Yumei Palace" on the back.

And Jiao Niang was still in the house at this time.

She sat quietly on the bed, holding a purple dragon jade flute, and fell into deep thought.

This jade flute is extremely exquisite, the whole flute body presents an emerald green color without impurities, the surface is smooth, and the jade is transparent.

The jade flute is pierced on one side with seven round holes of the same size.

The flute body is wrapped around a lifelike dragon, carved from an extremely rare amethyst stone in the world, and the dragon body has very fine patterns.

Jiao Niang frowned, shook her head, and put the purple dragon jade flute in her hand back into the wooden box she had stored before.

Jiao Niang opened the door and walked out, Cao'er looked anxious, and said, "Madam, you finally came out, we can't be late for this big day!" ”

Jiao Niang just wanted to close the door and leave, and hurriedly returned to the house, she hesitated for a while, and finally decided to take the purple dragon jade flute with her just in case, and then hide it carefully.

Jiao Niang went out again, walked with Cao'er, and hurriedly stepped on the sedan chair that had been waiting outside the Yumei Hall for a long time.

.......

"Jiao Niang, you are here!" Leng Yueming looked at the time, and was relieved to see that the girl who had not appeared for a long time had finally arrived.

The lady walked up to the viewing platform and sat down on the silver chair.

"Knock-knock-knock-", after a while, a heavy bell came, and the Wutao meeting finally officially began!

Hearing the bell, all the disciples tacitly took off their waist cards and placed them on the ground.

See that each person's waist card has been removed.

Leng Yueming nodded, and landed with one palm, and the earth trembled slightly.

"Brush, brush, brush!"

Many waist cards on the ground instantly rebounded, and all of them were shocked to a height of almost ten meters.

Before all the waist cards landed, Leng Yueming suddenly disappeared from the viewing platform!

Countless vague shadows appeared in the air, as fast as a violent wind, like a mist.

This series of actions, from Leng Yueming's palm landing to the shadows, is just a snap of a finger.

On the viewing platform, Leng Yueming reappeared, and at the bottom of the viewing platform, four hundred pairs of waist cards appeared at the same time.

This is the opening of the previous martial arts meetings, and Leng Yueming randomly selected the disciples to fight.

Fifty test tables were opened at the same time, 800 people faced off in pairs, divided into 400 groups for the first round of eight batches of competitions, a batch of 100 people and 50 groups, and each competition was limited to half an hour to divide the winners and losers.

The 400 winners in the two-on-two duel passed, and the other 400 losers randomly selected their opponents after resting for two hours, and then continued the second round of four batches of duels, each with the same 100 players.

After two rounds of competition on the first day of the Wutao Meeting, the remaining 200 people who were defeated continued to compete in the fourth, fifth and sixth rounds on the second day.

On the second day, after the fourth, fifth and sixth rounds of competition, the remaining 25 losers will enter the elimination shortlist.

On the second day, the Wutao meeting ended.

After the end of the Wutao meeting on this day, Leng Yueming will discuss with the head of the four courtyards, make a choice based on the performance of the twenty-five people on weekdays, and announce the names of the five people who have passed the dangerous passage the next day.

Considering fairness, the last twenty people will not leave Leng's Villa.

So, they have one last chance: a repechage challenge.

They could choose disciples other than these twenty who they themselves thought were weaker than themselves to challenge. As long as the challenge is successful, you can continue to stay in Leng's Mountain Villa to cultivate and further your studies.

However, if the challenged person selected by these twenty people is unfortunately defeated, he will regret to leave the villa!

In fact, there was no need for some obviously powerful Mountain Village disciples to participate in such a scuffle.

It has always been only those who do not have a good cultivation physique and do not work weekdays, who are most afraid of this martial arts meeting.

However, the owners of the Leng Villa have always let the disciples of the whole village participate in this martial arts meeting, aiming to exercise the actual combat ability of the disciples of the villa.

Unexpectedly, in the first round, Leng Chitong was unfavorable, and was immediately assigned to Shu Hua's opponent and arranged in the third group of the first round.

"Shu Hua follows Lupin all day, it's not a good thing, you must be careful!" Qiu Rong'er looked at Leng Chitong, who was about to fight, and told him worriedly.

However, although Leng Chitong knew that he was in a very bad situation, he was helpless, he nodded absentmindedly, slowly walked down the viewing platform, and walked towards the competition platform.

Leng Yueming didn't say a word at this time, but her eyes seemed to have lost her former composure, and she looked at Leng Chi Pupil with a strange expression.

"I'm too unlucky, right? He actually became his opponent in the first round! Shu Hua secretly felt bad in his heart, and he was a little flustered.

After all, Leng Chitong was the last introductory disciple personally selected by Leng Yueming, and at the beginning, the divine power he displayed in the dense stone forest was something that Shu Hua had seen with his own eyes.

Shu Hua thought about himself again, although his cultivation level was not at the bottom, he was just an ordinary person, and he was only proud of his martial arts on weekdays because of Lu Ping's appreciation.

Leng Chitong stood on the test table and looked at Shu Hua.

Shu Hua felt a little weak in his heart, clasped his hands into fists, and said, "Three...... Third Senior Brother, please be merciful! ”

Leng Chitong also clenched his fists in return.

Soon, it was the turn of the disciples in this group to compete on their respective competition platforms, ready to go.

"Knock knock!" Two muffled drums sounded, and the third group of competitions officially began.

Shu Hua faced Leng Chitong, still maintaining his original posture for a long time, motionless.

It seems that Shu Hua has some scruples in his heart. Could it be that this dead boy is so lucky to win without a fight? Qiu Rong'er looked at the situation on the test platform from afar, and secretly claimed to be good in her heart.

Leng Chitong was surprised in his heart, seeing this posture, he might be able to reverse his doomed defeat.

Shu Hua and Leng Chitong looked at each other, cold sweat flowed, stiffened their bodies, and watched the time pass bit by bit, but they didn't dare to take the initiative to attack easily.

Leng Chitong is born with a strong temperament, just standing still is enough to shock people's hearts.

He saw the fear and struggle in Shu Hua's heart, and his eyes became more and more cold.

Or, just admit defeat and surrender? If I accidentally get seriously injured by him and still have to lose, and then I get injured, wouldn't it be even more detrimental to me in the next round?

Shu Hua was still worried again and again, and froze in place.

The other competition tables around him were already in full swing, and the sound of fighting was endless.

Therefore, in such an atmosphere, the calm between Leng Chitong and Shu Hua is particularly eye-catching.

"Then Shu Huamo was not frightened by the third senior brother? I was so frightened that I didn't dare to move! ”

"Sure enough, it's a paper tiger! Ha ha! ”

Mocking and sarcastic words continued to enter Shu Hua's ears from the crowd preparing for the battle.

The crowd is starting to riot!

They all cast disdainful glances at Shu Hua.

In a battle between cultivators, it is not shameful to lose because of inferior skills, but if you are frightened and defeated without a fight, then you will not be able to raise your head in the cultivation world in the future!

Undoubtedly, the sound of discussion and uncomfortable eyes that fell into Shu Hua's ears at the moment reminded him of this.

No way! I can't just become a laughing stock in the eyes of others! Then won't I be able to hold my head up again in my life?

Thinking of this, Shu Hua took a deep breath and finally made up his mind to take the initiative!

Shu Hua suddenly ran towards Leng Chitong, stood up suddenly, raised his left leg, stomped on the ground with force, like stepping on a spring, leaned forward, flew away, jumped in front of Leng Chitong's eyes, and used the inertia of jumping, a long right leg took advantage of the situation and quickly swept towards the left side of his head!

Thanks to the distance between the two of them just now, Leng Chitong had enough time to dodge.

Leng Chitong saw that Shu Hua's right leg was about to kick off his head, he hurriedly retreated in two small steps, and his shoulders and head suddenly bent towards his right, successfully dodging the attack.

Shu Hua's first round of attacks failed!

Due to the excessive force just now, he threw himself into the air and lost his balance all of a sudden, obviously not grasping the center of gravity when he landed, and he panicked.

Look at you, don't fall a dog and eat now!

Qiu Rong'er was pleasantly surprised, her eyes widened on the viewing platform, and she waited to see Shu Hua make a fool of herself.

Unexpectedly, just when his face was about to hit the ground, he reacted in time.

At the last moment, he stretched out his right hand and landed on the ground with one palm, this strong momentum supported his body and avoided making a fool of himself.

A grim look slipped through his eyes, and he stood firmly on the ground again, impartial, and landed on the left side of Leng Chitong.

"Hey!" Qiu Rong'er stepped on her feet and exclaimed, disappointed.

It's too late, it's too soon!

A fist as hard as iron suddenly swung straight at Leng Chi Pupil.