Bingchen helped Wang Qiong walk off the martial arts stage, and there were already several old disciples waiting here at this time.

These people took Wang Qiong away from Bingchen's hands, and they all glared at him fiercely.

Bingchen smiled innocently, and didn't care much, maybe he defeated their supporters and made them hold a grudge.

"It's amazing, in the early stage of foundation building, it was so easy to deal with you. Lin Jiayi walked over, her pretty face was full of joy, as if she had won this game.

"Hehe, where is Yu'er?" Bingchen saw that Lin Jiayi was the only one who came over and asked.

"I'm going to find her master. Lin Jiayi pouted in the direction of the high platform in the distance.

Bingchen turned his head and looked at the high platform, but he was startled.

I saw that on the high platform, everyone, including the master, was looking at them.

......

Just a moment ago, on a high platform.

"What!!Is there a master?!Who is her master?Is it from this sect?Let her master expel her from the sect!" Han Xin was extremely depressed, this was not easy to find a disciple who was satisfied with how he looked at it, but he already had a master! What kind of bastard misled the child of this person! If it was an elder in the sect, whether she was a conspiracy or a conspiracy, coercion and temptation, or suppressing with the hat of the sect master, it was inevitable.

“......”

Everyone around him was speechless for a while, and even Yan Ruoxi, who had always been light and light, and was like a fairy, was stunned by it, this Sister Han is really domineering.

"Master, it's Elder Hua. Yu'er whispered.

"Which Elder Hua!?" Han Xin frowned.

"It's that bad elder from Xuanji Pavilion!" Yu'er is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, this time it's okay, it's not that she will be angry herself, see how the master deals with that bad old man.

Qingyue Sect, there is only one Xuanji Pavilion, and there is no place for the inner gate to exchange for the secret technique of the exercise, so when the disciples of the inner gate need the secret technique of the sect, they also have to go to the bad old man who does not recognize the six relatives and no one buys it, and she is no exception.

But just two years ago, she was deeply injured, the secret technique she needed, the old man asked for a thousand sect contributions when he opened his mouth, and he didn't have nothing on him, but he just asked, can you take less, but as a result, she was scolded by the bad old man and blasted out of the Xuanji Pavilion, which was a great shame for her, the first core disciple of the Qingyue Sect!

"Elder Hua of Xuanji Pavilion?" Han Xin repeated in disbelief.

"Well, it's that bad old man! Mistaken son! Such a good junior sister is just ruined!" Yu'er continued to fan the flames.

“......”

Silent......

On the high platform, everyone was silent.

"Master?" Yu'er saw that the atmosphere was not right, and shouted a little nervously.

"That's it, Elder Hua is old, at such an age, it's not easy to accept a Ruyi apprentice, so let him go. Han Bing sighed helplessly.

“......”

Yu'er, defeated again, why is the master so understanding in the face of that bad old man.

Everyone looked at Elder Nahua's apprentice in unison, who was actually a genius apprentice with Sect Master Yan, or a close friend.

How can I say it? The indescribable taste permeated the hearts of this group of Qingyue Sect bosses.

......

In the martial arts arena, there was silence in the circle of the white-shirted young man, followed by tension and resentment, after all, they had a knot with each other, and when they saw each other's strength, they couldn't be calm in their hearts.

"This, this guy definitely surpasses the foundation building cultivation, the momentum released by the woman in red is by no means a qi cultivation realm, this Bingchen actually took such a strong move from the other party with one hand, this ......" The white-shirted young man's face was full of shock.

And Yang Shan beside him, his face also trembled, looking at Bingchen in the distance like a ghost, he was afraid, they had fought each other at the beginning, although they couldn't beat him, but they were not as desperate as today, this kind of gap made him feel tired, but he didn't have a Qi Refining Realm, and everyone had built a foundation......

The tall woman, her eyes twinkling, her hands covering her red lips, didn't know what she was thinking.

While they were entangled and shocked, the competition on the martial arts stage was still going on in an orderly manner, and the fierce battles were wave after wave, which also caused many disciples in the audience to let out bursts of cheering and screaming.

At the end of the first round, half of the participants were eliminated.

This kind of competition is not a fight of life and death, if you can't beat it, you can't beat it, some old disciples don't even have to have hole cards, hastily end the battle, and enter the inner door, although it is very attractive, but if you want to use some life-saving means here, it is a bit wasteful.

Time passed quickly, and in the second round of the competition, it was Bingchen's turn again.

"No. 56, Bingchen, No. 103, Li Yong!"

When this shout sounded, in the martial arts arena, many eyes suddenly projected towards Bingchen's side.

In the outer gate of the Qingyue Sect, there are very few people who can build a foundation and cultivate.

In the first game before, everyone was lucky enough to see the duel between the two foundation building masters, but the battle ended too unbelievably.

Many people didn't understand how Bingchen won, so they all remembered this handsome young man, and for this battle, everyone seemed extremely looking forward to it, and they all cast their eyes, curious and excited.

In the midst of those many eyes, Bingchen walked on the stage, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see his opponent come to the stage.

"No. 103, where is Li Yong?" On the high platform, Wang Zhuo's stern shouts sounded.

At this moment, a person slowly walked out of the square, but it was the white-shirted young man who led someone to snatch Zhang Xiaolou.

When he stepped out of the crowd, almost everyone in the square had their eyes on him.

The originally ugly face was now flushed.

Bingchen also saw him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a playful look.

Li Yong walked very slowly, and when he slowly walked under the stage, he couldn't hold back anymore and shouted: "I admit defeat!"

“......”

The boos erupted after a brief pause.

Everyone can understand why he decisively conceded defeat, and perhaps most of the people present would choose to admit defeat like him when they encountered this unfortunate sequence.

It is understandable that people are like this, watching the passion of excitement is always above the pain of others, and the cultivation of not doing to others what you do not want to do to others is often forgotten in many cases.

Li Yong's mind was drowned out by the noise around him, his head was buzzing, he thought about what the people around him should do when they encountered this Bingchen, but he never thought that he was so unlucky, this disaster star was actually touched by himself.

It's really unlucky, not to mention the shame, and it stopped at this session of the outer mountain Xiaobi, whether it is to experience a little training, or to get lucky to enter the inner door, it has become the end point, it seems that only three months later.

"This one, Bingchen wins, and the next one ......"

Bingchen shrugged his shoulders and showed a charming smile in front of the full audience of female fans.

In an instant, the passion of the female disciples in the field was ignited again, and even the tall girl beside Li Yong was shining with brilliance in her eyes, looking at the young man who walked down from the stage step by step, revealing a little obsession, after all, she was good-looking, her cultivation was high, and her talent was ...... Such a boy has no immunity to a girl.

At this time, everyone remembered this young man named Bingchen, but most of the male disciples were not so friendly when they looked at the latter, however, Bingchen naturally ignored it.

"I admit defeat before I fight, it's really boring, I thought you could beat that guy! The guy named Li Yong just now was the bad guy who took someone to rob Brother Xiaolou last time, did you recognize it?" Lin Jiayi pouted, a little depressed.

Bingchen scratched his head and said with a smile: "Hehe, in fact, I also plan to beat him, this is fate! Who knows that he will not go on stage, alas, the fate is over." ”

Lin Jiayi raised her eyes in a daze and looked at Bingchen snorting there, and suddenly she snorted, and the flowers and branches of laughter spread.

This man and woman are really eye-catching, but it may be because of the residual prestige of Yu'er in front of them, and there are no old disciples who come to solicit them, and the two of them are also happy and pure, laughing and talking with each other.

In the next competition, Bingchen played a few more times, without exception, either the opponent admitted defeat, or easily defeated the opponent.

In the evening, Waishan Xiaobi was finally coming to an end, and in the end, there were still four people left who had not been eliminated, and Bingchen was naturally one of them.

With only one more victory, you can obtain the qualification to enter the inner gate cultivation and officially become a disciple of the inner gate of the Qingyue Sect.