"Hmph, Song Peng, even if Ye Tian's waste is an alchemist, do you think there is a chance to take revenge with his strength?"

Hearing Song Peng's sneering flower, Hong Shan immediately snorted coldly.

"Hehe~" The most terrifying thing about the alchemist is not his own strength, but the terrifying appeal, seeing that Hong Shan seemed to be full of care, Song Peng also shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

There were nearly 1,000 outer disciples present, and less than 200 of them participated in the big competition.

And there are about 80 inner disciples who participated in this big competition.

The core disciples are all trained by the sect, and generally after reaching a certain strength, they will be chosen as successors by some elders.

Only when interest comes, these core disciples will compete with each other, and under the big competition of the sect, they are generally watchers and rarely do it.

"All the participating disciples have been assembled, let's start drawing!"

The second elder's words fell, and he felt that the ring square was boiling again, nodded with satisfaction, and walked towards the distinguished seat, leaving only the deacon and others in the ring.

Due to the large number of outer disciples participating in the competition, there are more than 10 deacons in charge of management.

Nearly two hundred outer disciples naturally lined up in ten teams, starting from the leader, and put their hands into the lottery box in turn.

There were only about twenty or thirty people in each queue, and soon, it was Ye Tian's turn to draw numbers.

Reaching into the draw box, Ye Tian then grabbed a yellowed piece of parchment paper.

Spread it out and saw the number written on the paper, Ye Tian suddenly scolded: "Damn..."

Because the number written on this piece of paper turned out to be 125, as if to say that he was half two hundred and five.

Next to the ring, the deacons have already begun to shout: "Ring No. 1, No. 10 vs. No. 29!"

"Ring No. 2, No. 4 vs. No. 73!"

"Ring Three ,......"

Hearing this, one by one the disciples stepped into their respective rings and fought with their opponents.

Ring 1 to 5 are exclusive to the inside gate, where the battles are fierce.

And the No. 5 and No. 10 rings are naturally reserved for the competition venues for outer disciples.

After Ye Tian and Xiao Mingyue drew numbers, they also returned to their respective seats, because it was a disorderly number competition, they didn't know when it would be their turn, and they were all waiting patiently.

There were only eighty inner disciples who participated in the big competition, and after a while, Xiao Mingyue's number was read.

"Ring No. 2, No. 39 vs. No. 60!"

Seeing Xiao Mingyue get up, Ye Tian's gaze naturally fell on the No. 2 ring.

At this moment, on the ring, there was a young man in his twenties standing with the strength of a seven-star martial arts cultivator.

Although the strength of this inner disciple is not bad, he is still not Xiao Mingyue's opponent, because Xiao Mingyue has now been promoted to a nine-star martial arts cultivator.

There were no accidents, and the two only fought for ten rounds, and this seven-star martial cultivator was defeated.

Holding his stuffy chest and stepping out of the ring, the young man did not show a look of frustration, because the person who defeated him was not only ranked third in the inner gate, but also a flower of the Xuanyang Sect.

The young man said secretly, he can smell the fragrance of the goddess at close range, this wave is not a loss!

About an hour later, a deacon saw the end of the competition in the ring in front of him, glanced at the manual, and shouted: "Ring nine, number 125 vs. number 144!"

"It's finally my turn..."The game just now was really boring, Ye Tian almost fell asleep watching it, shook his head and left.

"Come on~" Xiao Mingyue's voice sounded like a mosquito, but she was not embarrassed to look at Ye Tian.

"Don't worry, I don't know about failure yet~" With a grin at the corner of his mouth, Ye Tian held the hilt of the sword, carried the four-foot wide Ren long sword on his shoulder, and walked arrogantly to the ninth ring.

Before arriving at the ring, Ye Tian lightly jumped to the one-zhang high ring with a light touch on his toes.

On top of the ring, there was already a young man in green clothes, who looked about twenty-one years old and had the strength of a four-star martial artist.

"Ye Tian..."The purple-clothed young man saw that his opponent turned out to be Ye Tian, and immediately gritted his teeth and said, his eyes full of ruthlessness.

"This thing's knee is recovering pretty quickly. Staring at the young man in front of him, Ye Tian smiled in his heart.

And this purple-clothed young man who hated Ye Tian, Hao Ran was Ning Shu.

Because he was kicked by Ye Tian and his knee was broken, Ning Shu had been recuperating from his injuries before, so he didn't know about Ye Tian's defeat of Tang Jian.

A few days ago, Ning Shu found out that his injuries had not only healed, but even the realm had broken through, and he was overjoyed in his heart, this time he was very excited to see that his opponent turned out to be Ye Tian, and the secret path was finally able to avenge the broken knee.

"I was careless last time, but this time you don't have any chance of winning. Ning Shu said coldly, and immediately exuded his realm aura.

When most of the outer disciples heard Ning Shu's words, they all forced a smile, feeling that he didn't know Ye Tian's strength yet.

The four elders on the distinguished table had been paying attention to Ye Tian, and the corners of their mouths twitched slightly when they saw this.

"Waste, are you stunned by my strength, you can't even speak, rest assured that in return, I will abolish your two legs this time!"

Looking at the expressions of the disciples outside the stage, Ning Shu thought that they were laughing at Ye Tian, and immediately said with his head held high.

"Stupid one..."Ye Tian shook his head and sneered.

Ning Shu knew that from the moment he stepped into the ring, it meant that the competition had begun.

"Waste is looking for death!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Tian would spit out foul words again, Ning Shu was suddenly furious and rushed towards him.

With an angry shout, Ning Shu's fist smashed towards Ye Tian's chest, looking at the posture to seriously injure Ye Tian, rather than simply fighting.

Ning Shu had been in the Xuanyang Sect for many years, so he naturally knew the rules in the ring.

If you compete in the Zongbi ring, even if you accidentally kill your opponent, you will not be punished too harshly.

Ning Shu thought that the speed was very fast, but in Ye Tian's eyes, it was like a turtle crawling slowly, not only slowly, but also without momentum.

Without opening the writing wheel eye, Ye Tian's footsteps moved slightly, and he immediately stretched out a foot.

Ning Shu, who looked majestic, missed his heavy fist, and he didn't have time to stop his steps, and he was tripped and fell into the ring all of a sudden, with his big mouth facing down, and even half of his front teeth were broken.

"I haven't really grown at all. Looking at Ning Shu, who was full of blood, Ye Tian smiled contemptuously, he didn't draw his sword from beginning to end, the Kuanren long sword wrapped in the scabbard was still on his shoulder, with Ning Shu's strength, it was not enough for him to pay attention to drawing the sword.

Feeling that he was being teased, Ning Shu got up and whispered indistinctly in his leaky mouth: "Wind Fist!"

I saw that under Ning Shu's fist, it was like a living wind, and there were bursts of whistling sounds, and the speed of this punch was several times faster than before.

However, Ye Tian didn't have any panic, just slowly raised his palm.

The sharp punch instantly hit Ye Tian's seemingly weak palm, making a muffled sound, but it failed to score another point.

"What!" The Wind Fist, which had already cultivated to Dacheng, was easily taken over by Ye Tian, and Ning Shu suddenly exclaimed.

"Ye Tian's strength has grown so fast..."

Seeing this scene, everyone was also stunned.

Although Ning Shu is only a four-star martial artist, after using martial arts, basically no one dares to take it hard at the same level of strength in his fist.

And Ye Tian grabbed this punch easily, and his expression did not change at all, this is completely crushing of strength!