Xu Wanwan wasn't worried about the first few competitions, but said worriedly: "If you can't do it, come back, but don't be in a hurry, show the demon gun!" ”

As she spoke, she suddenly covered her mouth, for fear that the word Fu Demon Gun would be heard by others.

Ye Lingxiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, wait for my good news, maybe this reward is not bad!" ”

In a fart, Ye Ling came to the game, ready to register his fake identity.

……

"Name."

"Ye Qing."

"What sect?"

"Disciple of the North Mountain Sect."

The soldier in charge of registration was slightly stunned, looked at Ye Ling, and then looked at the soldier beside him with inquiring eyes.

The soldier pursed his lips and said, "I haven't heard of it!" ”

"Forget it, let's go in."

The soldier in charge of registration waved his hand, thinking to himself, this is another small sect disciple who came out of nowhere, wanting to make a name for himself here.

He shook his head disdainfully, pointed to the disciples of the various sects lining up over there, and said, "Just find a right one and just line up." ”

When Ye Ling saw it, his face sank.

The venue is divided into a total of eight competition platforms, but just like that, the line is still long.

"Fortunately, I woke up late, otherwise, so many people would have to be bored to death waiting in line!"

After waiting helplessly for a long time, Ye Ling finally waited for himself to play.

The game here is to lose out, win and continue to line up, the rules are simple and rude!

"That's it, it's time for the master to show his skills!"

In front of him, on the competition platform, a person had already walked up.

This man is about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he is quite handsome, holding a fan in his hand, and he seems to be very chic.

As soon as he came on the field, there was immediately a bustle in the onlookers.

"He's coming up again! I've seen him for the third time, and this guy across the street is going to be out of luck! ”

"That's a disciple of the Jade Tree Sect, Bai Xiaoye, I think he has a good chance of getting the top ten!"

"My handsome guy with a fan is up again, hmph, the unlucky guy on the other side is going to lose this time!"

Listening to the chattering voices around him, Ye Ling pursed his lips slightly, disdainful.

A soldier in charge of verifying the identities announced the identities of the two and said: "On the left, Yushu Sect Bai Xiaoye, three wins, on the right, Beishan Sect Ye Qing is winless, the winner is lined up, the loser is out of the game, you can admit defeat, the game begins!" ”

The soldier left, standing aside, and before the game had even begun, there was another chatter.

"Kitayama Sect? I've only heard of the Nanshan Sect! ”

"Eighty percent is a little-known small sect!"

"It's boring, the newcomer, eighty percent will be defeated quickly."

Bai Xiaoye sneered slightly and said, "Did you hear it, everyone has no confidence in you!" ”

Ye Ling frowned and said, "Really? Then I will give you a little confidence and defeat you. ”

"You kid, your tone is not small, you want to become famous and famous? Beishan Sect, I've never heard of it! ”

Airplanes!

There was a buzz.

Bai Xiaoye flicked his fan, bringing a strong wind.

Ye Ling's steel gun had already been held in his hand for a long time, and as soon as his demon subduing marksmanship moved, he immediately hit the flying fan.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

The fan flew out, and Ye Ling rushed forward.

That arrogant Bai Xiaoye, at most, is only a foundation building seven or eight recultivation realm, how can he be Ye Ling's opponent.

He leaned up like the wind, snapping.

With the power of a palm, the guy was shocked out alive.

With a thud, Bai Xiaoye fell to the ground.

Everyone sighed, and they were all stunned.

This Bai Xiaoye can be regarded as a contestant with outstanding strength, and he was actually defeated by this young man named Ye Qing of the Beishan Sect with one move.

Bai Xiaoye thought about it again, but he couldn't exert any strength.

Ye Ling smiled, looked at Bai Xiaoye and said, "Look at it, now they have confidence in me and have no confidence in you!" ”

"You! I'm not convinced! ”

Ye Ling said stinkily: "Not convinced? If you don't accept it, you get up? ”

"Me! I'll get up ......"

Bai Xiaoye struggled to support his body, but he couldn't use his strength, lying on the ground was extremely embarrassing, and even the female disciples who had praised him before showed disgust.

The soldier next to him looked at Bai Xiaoye's ugly face and struggled for a long time, and said helplessly: "Quick! Drag him away. ”

Immediately after, he said to Ye Ling, "Take this." ”

Ye Ling got an armband, which represented his record of winning one game.

Then, the soldier said to everyone: "Beishan Sect, Ye Qing, win!" ”

In the strange eyes of everyone, Ye Ling stepped off the competition platform and continued to line up.

No one knows how he made the other party lose his strength and couldn't move, only he knows, and that's all the credit of the magic technique.

One move is weak!

Get a win with ease!

Ye Ling came to the back of a line, and then lined up boringly, waiting for the next battle.

The number of people in the competition finally began to gradually decrease, but after a long queue, Ye Ling even felt that someone had lost and mixed in.

However, looking at the uneven level of these people, it is understandable that there are many people, after all, there is no threshold!

Soon, Ye Ling easily won three opponents with the stainless steel gun and the Ten Thousand Poison Palm.

Gradually, the crowd began to pay attention to him.

"Why is that Beishan Sect disciple so powerful?"

"What kind of sect is the Beishan Sect, I don't think I've ever heard of that Ye Qing!"

"But I don't think he can be arrogant for long, the more he goes back, the stronger the opponent is!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, "Look! That Ye Qing is going to play again, and this will be Lu Heng from Jiuhemen who will fight against him! ”

"Lu Heng? Is that the guy who won seven games in a row? Ha ha! What kind of Ye Qing of the Beishan Sect is going to be unlucky. ”

The onlookers who were optimistic about Ye Qing just now, when they saw that it was Lu Heng from Jiuhemen, they all shook their heads and sighed.

After a while, Ye Ling came on the field.

As soon as he looked up, he was happy, and he thought who was arrogant on it, and if he looked closely, wasn't that the guy who scared away at the inn yesterday!

Probably won seven games, Lu Heng was so excited that he didn't look at who his opponent was, and as soon as he came on stage, he nodded proudly to everyone, as if he would win this competition.

However, when he saw Ye Qing walking on the competition platform, his face turned pale all of a sudden.

The soldier is still the old rule, verifying his identity.

"On the left, Jiuhemen Lu Heng, seven wins, on the right, Beishan Zong Ye Qing has four wins, the winner is lined up, the loser is out of the game and leaves, you can admit defeat, the game begins!"

As soon as he finished saying this, Ye Ling smiled at Lu Heng and asked, "How do you want to lose?" Tell me first, I'll try to be satisfied! ”

Lu Heng swallowed his saliva nervously, and suddenly remembered what happened to his younger brother yesterday.

Yesterday, his younger brother was slapped by Ye Ling and his head was swollen in a big circle.

"Hey! It's miserable! ”

That appearance was unimaginable, Lu Heng smiled bitterly, coughed dryly, turned around and walked off the stage.

The soldier was slightly stunned and asked, "The game has started, why are you going?" ”

"I ...... I throw in the towel! ”

Lu Heng was discouraged and disappeared into the venue in one breath.

Up and down the arena, the birds were silent.

Those spectators who thought that Ye Qing would be defeated, one by one, simply dropped their jaws.

"Throw in the towel?"

"This is the first to admit defeat!"

"What are you kidding? Lu Heng of Jiuhemen! Admit defeat without even fighting? This Ye Qing is amazing! ”

The discussion gradually sounded, and the soldier was also stunned for a moment before he said embarrassedly: "Beishan Sect, Ye Qing, win!" ”

Everyone was in an uproar again, and they all looked at Ye Ling with puzzled eyes.

Now that they are really interested in Ye Qing, even the other disciples who are watching from the martial arts platform have gradually come over.

Ye Ling smiled slightly, raised his chin proudly, and walked off the competition platform.

Those guests from the government and the Xuanzhou National Sect also began to discuss separately.

"Have you ever heard of this Beishan Sect?"

"No, I only know that there is a Nanshan Sect in the Huashang Empire, and I have never heard of the Beishan Sect!"

"Could it be that in my Xuanzhou Kingdom, a new sect has appeared?"

Everyone was puzzled, and their eyes all converged on Ye Qing's body.

In the distance, Xu Wanwan took Qianqian's little hand, frowned slightly, and said, "Ye Ling, he's too eye-catching!" ”

"Brother Ling is a cultivation genius, of course it's eye-catching!"

Xu Wanwan looked at Qianqian's affectionate eyes, and was inexplicably a little jealous.

"You're eye-catching, I don't look at you!"

Thinking angrily in her heart, but Xu Wanwan's eyes still drifted towards Ye Ling unconsciously.

At dusk, the venue is about to decide the winner!

At this time, there are still the last twenty people on the field.

All eyes were on these twenty people.

I have to say that this game does require luck, because there is no chance of a comeback.

If you can save the rest, you may not be all masters, maybe you will meet rookies all the way and advance to the top ten.

However, in general, without strength, it will definitely not be able to stay now.

Ye Ling had already inquired about it, and the top ten in this competition would have the same rewards, so as long as he entered the top ten, there was no need to continue playing.

Very smoothly, Ye Ling defeated his opponent again.

At this time, everyone's eyes were all focused on Ye Ling's body.

Because until now, only his sect has no one knowing, only his name, and his name is unknown.

All of them took a keen interest in this mysterious master.

However, just when everyone was looking forward to Ye Ling's next appearance.

Ye Ling made an act that stunned everyone.

Soldiers verify their identities.

"On the left, Song Yi of the White Horse Sect, thirteen wins, on the right, Ye Qing of the Beishan Sect has eight wins, the winner is lined up, the loser is out of the game and leaves, you can admit defeat, the game begins!"

Ye Ling looked at the white-clothed young man in front of him who looked like a scholar, and said with a slight smile: "Well, I look at Senior Brother Song Yi, you have amazing bones, you are talented, and you are definitely a genius in cultivation." ”

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