"Of course. ”

Cang Luofeng nodded slightly, sometimes people are really helpless, and he is like this at the moment.

Seeing the little witch sitting with her hands spread, Cang Dusk Luofeng immediately understood her intentions, and took out a blue long sword from the ring, a cloud-like sword body, a sky blue sword hui, light and sharp, at first glance it is not a simple spiritual weapon.

"I have a sword, a third-order spirit weapon, you won't be so poor, right!" The little witch's face seemed to be very ugly, and she was very dissatisfied, although she was a little dissatisfied, she still took it slowly: "What level?"

"I don't know, the worst is the eighth or ninth order, it seems to be called the Xuanling Sword. Cang Luo Feng smiled, he wasn't joking, this sword was also left by Master Xuanyi, naturally it wouldn't be too bad, it was too underestimated.

There are a few spiritual weapons in the Cangxuan Ring that are not low-level, but Cang Dusk Luofeng can't use them, and with the Holy Heaven here, he doesn't need them at all.

"Bragging, how is it possible? There is such a high-level spiritual weapon? But it is still very good-looking, so I will reluctantly accept it. The little witch kept stroking and felt a little lovely.

"Now your cultivation is too low, don't take it out casually, let's use your third-order treasure first. Cang Du Luo Feng touched the little witch's head, a little doting, she was younger than Cang Du Luofeng, this is not an exaggeration.

"Cut. Although the little witch was a little disdainful, she still put away the long sword, I don't know why, I vaguely felt that this sword was not so simple.

"I'll give you another exercise, as well as a matching spiritual skill, the level is not low, whether you can get it depends on your talent. Cang Luofeng's faint words still attracted the curiosity of the little witch.

"Really?" In response to the little witch's question, Cang Luofeng nodded, pretending to be mysterious.

"In the sword, if you have time to find out for yourself, I have to say that your cultivation is too low, and it is not worthy of your talent at all. "Cang Dusk Luofeng silently transmitted the voice to the little witch, it is inevitable that there will be eyes and ears, so it is better to be careful.

The little witch touched the ring, although she was a little puzzled, she didn't ask much, she just sat down together with the twilight and the maple, but she didn't know that there were many pairs of eyes watching.

"Isn't that a little princess?

"That kid seems to have some strength, didn't I hear that he likes Miss Qingyu, he is messing with flowers and grass everywhere, and sure enough, they are all men. ”

"But the girls he soaked are very good, and we can't reach them. ”

"I've heard that a lot of people want to kill him, and that's amazing. ”

On the elder's seat not far away, an old man in the robe of a True Martial Sect elder looked at the yellow-robed old man on the side and smiled.

"Hey, your royal flowers are going to be picked by someone else. ”

"It's your business, it only proves that my granddaughter has a good eye. ”

"Cut, I'm not a member of my real martial arts sect, I hope it's not bright red and stuck in dog dung!"

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With a loud shout, the square became quiet again.

"I am the great elder of the Zhenwu Sect, Sun Kun, the master of the sect has something important to do today, therefore, everything is in charge of the old man, this competition is intended to learn, point to the end!"

At this moment, it is already more than half of the hour, and the people who want to participate in the big competition are arriving one after another, and there are many unfamiliar faces, probably coming from far away, just to participate in the big competition, hoping to become a disciple of the True Martial Sect.

The voice of the Great Elder sounded in the ears of countless people, and it was transmitted by spiritual power.

If the spiritual cultivation reaches the level of the Venerable Spirit Realm, you can spread your voice out of the hundreds.

His cultivation is obviously not under the Venerable Spirit Realm, and it is normal to transmit sound or something.

"This meeting, pay attention to the competition, a total of nine battle platforms, after elimination, the final determination of nine winners, you can compete for the final victory, they will become the focus of my true martial arts cultivation object!"

As he spoke, the Great Elder pointed to nine places with his finger.

There is nothing peculiar about these nine platforms, which are integrated with the square, but are divided by thin lines on the ground, which is difficult for people to detect.

However, those who want to participate in the big competition know that at the edge of the platform, there is a light curtain, which cannot be seen or touched, and only serious feelings will make people notice.

This is to let the people who compete in the battle platform walk on the ground and concentrate.

The Great Elder didn't say anything more.

So, Dabi began!

This is in the form of a ring, every two people in a group, the winner, can pass, and then compete with others, layer by layer elimination.

The conditions for participation are talent and strength.

Anyone who thinks they have two brushes can sign up.

This kind of tedious thing, some people have already done it, to sign up for Cang Dusk Luofeng, naturally Lin Jiao did it for him, he had already gone to the east square, looking at it from a distance, there were all audiences, and he was naturally too.

So, soon, the contestants were arranged.

At the nine platforms, a total of nine elders served as referees to decide the winner.

In some competitions, there is no doubt about the outcome of the competition, and wise people will choose to admit defeat directly.

Some people just came to try their luck in Dabi, just like Lin Jiao, who didn't even participate.

Because, too weak, not qualified!

Those who are strong naturally choose different platforms, and those who pass through are decided by the nine elders.

Therefore, in the end, there were thirty-six people who were qualified to enter the True Martial Sect, four on each platform.

Nine final winners, plus three talented individuals from each platform.

It is said that it is to select people with excellent talents, and there are naturally many people in the Lin Mansion.

The geniuses of the Lin family naturally include, Lin Yu, Lin Qingyu, and so on.

The real martial order, in fact, has no effect, but it does not need to participate in the first round, which is equivalent to the round of auditions.

Time passed slowly, and the first round of the competition was quickly over, and only 36 people were left who were qualified to attack the top three.

These thirty-six geniuses competed.

The first game was a competition between Cang Luofeng and a genius of the Qin family.

The platform where these thirty-six people duel was different from the nine platforms, and this platform was nearly a foot higher than the square.

Everyone in the square can see the competition on the platform, whether it is ordinary people or not, maybe the big array is also at work.

With the encouragement of the little witch, Cang Luo Feng jumped onto the platform at the same time as the genius of the Qin family.

"Luo Feng, I, Qin Yan, have long admired the great name, but no matter who you are, don't think about getting off this battle platform today!" The man was very arrogant and domineering.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, and if you don't fight, you will admit defeat. "Cang Luofeng has a very good mentality, and he doesn't want to quarrel too much with him.

"It turns out that you didn't pretend to be stupid, I thought you were really stupid, I really don't know where you came from, sneaking into the Lin Mansion, with such good intentions, it's really amazing!" Qin Yan laughed twice, unscrupulous.

"Miss Qingyu said that there was a man named Luo Feng who saved her, and he happened to have nowhere to go, so he came to the Lin Mansion with them, how can there be such a coincidence in the world?

"It is very bad to betray one's ancestors like this. Cang Luofeng really didn't know these things, and said slowly.

"Do you think you can attract the attention of Miss Qingyu in this way? Wishful thinking, tell you, she already knows your true face, and she still wants to pretend!" Qin Yan didn't know what kind of madness he was doing, so he almost didn't scold.

It's like Cang Dusk Luofeng owes him hundreds of thousands of gold coins.

Kind of like a shrew.

Cang Dusk Luofeng thought like this, very indifferently.