After Pei Zhenzhen passed through the spiritual gate without danger, he took Gao Dehuan and Wang Fei to sign up for the competition.

The person in charge of registration is a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, with thin lips and a pointed chin, giving people a snarky feeling, and he is leaning on a large table with his legs crossed and making notes.

The table was filled with palm-sized, square wooden signs, stacked high in order, and after several people stepped forward to respectfully report their names, the man threw a wooden sign with the number B 13 written on it.

The middle-aged man glanced at the three of them, and sure enough, as they felt, he was as mean as they felt, and said coldly, "There are really everyone these days, and they dare to sign up in the clothes of miscellaneous servants." ”

Pei Zhen really thought that this person should also be an outer disciple, and his cultivation was in the fourth layer of condensation, and he couldn't identify our cultivation, so he ignored him.

Gao Dehuan was proud of his achievements, and he couldn't wait to tell the world that he had been promoted to an outer disciple, how could he be despised by others, he looked arrogant, and shouted loudly, "It's really blind to your dog's eyes, don't you know this relative!"

As soon as the middle-aged man heard about his relatives in the elder's hometown, he thought of the recent rumors, touched his pointed chin with his hand, and immediately changed his face and became respectful.

Standing up, he smiled and said, "Hey, there happened to be sand in my eyes just now, and then take a closer look at a few people who are dressed plainly, but their bearing is really extraordinary, I wish the brothers good results in advance!"

The news that the relatives of the elder's family were promoted from miscellaneous servants to outer disciples, and that they had signed up to participate in the martial arts were spread among the Cangyun sect.

For a while, there were different opinions, most of the young people were very arrogant, violently beating the steward of the miscellaneous office, forcibly breaking into the third floor of the library pavilion, and desecrating the ancestors' magic weapon Zhiling Gate, almost doing all kinds of evil.

Even a few elders privately discussed which family's relatives were so ostentatious, and finally decided that it was Elder Zhi Shifeng, because his family had the most relatives.

Regarding the rumors, Pei Zhenzhen had no choice but to smile bitterly, after all, he personally admitted it in front of everyone in the miscellaneous office.

But this is also exactly what he wants, because these days he is busy with Chen Shi to do a big thing - Cangyun Huiwu Gambling Game.

Because everyone is very disgusted with the elders and relatives who do all kinds of evil, the odds are very high, which makes him very satisfied.

This year's Cangyun Sect disciple martial arts meeting has set a precedent, in the past, the elders of each peak would only watch the last few games.

Today is a competition for the disciples of the outer sect, and it turns out that the elders of the three peaks of Cangyun and the real person of the head of Cangyun are here. If it weren't for Elder Chao Yaofeng going out to collect heavenly and earthly treasures and not returning, the five peaks of Cangyun would have been in charge today.

The others were all in the mood of watching the excitement, wanting to see how this Elder Zhishifeng's relatives were doing all kinds of evil. Only Elder Zhi Shifeng scolded angrily: "Today, I want to see who is pretending to be my relatives all day long. ”

As one of the famous ten immortal sects, the Cangyun Sect has nearly 1,000 outer disciples, while there are only 100 inner disciples.

Therefore, it is necessary for the nearly 1,000 outer disciples to fight in groups of three, and select 300 people from them to challenge the 100 inner disciples.

The outer disciple competition field is in Chaoyao Peak, the venue is not large, it is a vacant space of more than thirty zhang long and wide, and it is quite enough for the outer disciples who cannot use high-level spells.

The watch seats are also improvised, and they are made up of several inner disciples who are good at earth escape techniques to cast spells together, and there are more than 30 seats that can accommodate four or five hundred people at the same time.

It was the middle-aged man who registered that day who presided over the competition for the outer disciples. He stood in the middle of the room and saw that the elders in charge were coming, looking very nervous.

He cleared his throat and raised his voice and shouted, "The first scene A is one against B one, C one and A two are ready." ”

A and B groups of six outer disciples, just walked into the arena and prepared to behave well in front of the head elder, only to hear Elder Zhishifeng shouting at the table, "Hurry up and let my relative play first, I still have something to do!"

This will make all the disciples who didn't believe it have to believe it.

The middle-aged man who presided over immediately changed his tone and shouted, "B thirteen against A one, players on both sides, please enter." ”

Pei Zhenzhen shook his head, smiled bitterly, and entered with Gao Dehuan and Wang Fei.

The head of Cangyun, Wugu Zhenren, together with several elders, all had Yuan Infant stage cultivation, and they could see at a glance that Pei Zhen was really different.

Elder Luoyun Peak shouted first, "An outer disciple who has just stepped through the Spirit Awareness Sect actually has a tenth-level cultivation of condensation!"

He didn't know that Pei Zhenzhen had already reached the fifteenth layer of the condensation stage before, and a few days ago, in order to help Gao Dehuan and Wang Fei improve, he had spent five layers of cultivation.

Elder Zhi Shifeng immediately shouted, "Look, this is my nephew, an absolute young talent!"

Elder Cangshengfeng said coldly, "What is blowing, I have already inquired, this kid is not surnamed Meng at all!"

Elder Zhi Shifeng said angrily, "Isn't it okay for my nephew to have a mother's surname? Just allow you to have an illegitimate child with a woman outside with Fengchen, can't I have a relative with a different surname!"

The two quarreled, to see that the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger and stronger, and the head of the family Wugu real person stopped drinking, "What kind of noise, I am not afraid of being laughed at by the disciples!"

He stroked his beard and smiled, "This son is really talented, and he is making rapid progress, if he can get good results this time, I will accept him as a personal disciple." ”

The other three elders looked at him at the same time, all with disdain.

The battle in the field had begun, and the three opponents were all holding low-level immortal swords, and they were coming with great momentum.

None of the three of Pei Zhenzhen had actual combat experience, and he didn't even have a normal magic weapon.

Just when he was at a loss, the three people on the opposite side had already killed in front of him, fortunately, Wang Fei bravely stepped forward and used the Broken Moon Long Knife to defeat one against three, and then Gao Dehuan also picked up the sky-breaking sledgehammer to join the battle.

In terms of fists and feet, Pei Zhenzhen is far superior to the other five, and the six of them are scuffling, and they all use some basic escape techniques of the Immortal Gate except him.

It's not that he doesn't want to use it, it's that the power is too weak for fear of being laughed at, but the others don't know, and the elders at the table are discussing it again.

Elder Cangshengfeng was puzzled, "Why doesn't he sacrifice magic weapons and use spells?"

Elder Zhi Shifeng said proudly, "Then there is no need to say, of course, I am afraid of hurting those fellow disciples who are still shallow in cultivation!"

Elder Luoyun Feng exclaimed, "It's really kind-hearted, not only is it higher than the disciples of the same period, but it is also very kind-hearted. ”

The battle on the field is getting more and more stalemate, after all, the opponent's combat experience and degree of cooperation are much higher than Pei Zhenzhen's side.

Gao Dehuan summoned an earthen wall, and wanted to separate the other party and find a gap to support Pei Zhenzhen, but the other party jumped up and stood on top of the earthen wall and flew towards him with a fairy sword.

Seeing that Gao Dehuan must be hanging colors, a dazzling golden light lit up, and Pei Zhenzhen actually blocked the flying fairy sword with his face.

Everyone present, including the head elders, was shocked, and some even shouted, "It's him, it's really him! He is the legendary iron-faced god of war!"

Wugu Zhenren had a trace of doubt, but there were also a few spells in the library to strengthen the body's resistance to damage, so he didn't think much about it.

The three people on the opposite side were completely panicked, their opponents were not only relatives of the elder's family, but also legendary figures, and they had no chance of winning at all.

Pei Zhenzhen's gang took advantage of the momentum to pursue, defeated the opposite side in one fell swoop, and won the first victory.

Without waiting for the middle-aged man presiding over the competition to speak, Elder Zhi Shifeng stood up and shouted, "Let them directly advance to the competition of the inner disciples in seven days!"

After that, the head of the sect and the elders all left Chao Yaofeng to deal with their own affairs.

Pei Zhenzhen hugged Gao Dehuan and Wang Fei, laughing happily, not only winning the game, but also taking a step closer to the agreement of the goddess. also because many people pressed him to not advance, and this odds made him a lot of money.