There was a fluttering sound of clothes fluttering in the lush woods, five figures flew by, and Su Xiaoqi emerged from behind a tree and quietly hung behind the five people. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There are nearly 1,000 disciples in the inner gate, if they compete one by one, they are afraid that it will take several days, so the disciples are divided by hundreds, and then the Lingdao Gate is divided into battlefields, and each division of ten people competes with each other, and whoever wins in the end will have the qualification to advance.

There are ten places on the battlefield, and there are only 100 disciples who participate in the competition each time, and after ten times, the 100 people who have advanced will be divided into groups of five and continue to be thrown into the battlefield, and finally 20 people will be decided to fight in pairs.

When the top ten people are decided, the ten people who are eliminated will face off in twos and twos, and after the five people are decided, they can go to Wuyang City to participate in the big competition.

This is the rule set by Feng Ping when he was still alive, and now after Feng Ping's death, there are only four secret disciples, and Feng Yushan is too lazy to formulate new rules because of trivial matters, just waiting for fifteen people to be decided, and then one person will be selected from among the disciples at random, and the number of people will go to Wuyang City.

The strength of the nine people who fought against Su Xiaoqi was not low, and most of their cultivation was around the fifth level of the void, even if there were weak people, they would not be lower than the third level of the void. During the period of time when Su Xiaoqi was in the Lingdao Sect, the strength of the inner disciples had improved a lot.

As soon as they entered the battlefield, the nine people jointly launched an attack on Su Xiaoqi as if they had agreed. With Su Xiaoqi here, even if they win the people around them, they will be eliminated by Su Xiaoqi sooner or later, so they simply kick Su Xiaoqi out of the battlefield first, and then they will decide a winner.

However, the idea is beautiful, but it is difficult to implement, when they besieged Su Xiaoqi, not only did they not cause substantial damage to Su Xiaoqi, but he seriously injured four people in a row and broke out of the encirclement.

Now, the five people who were searching for Su Xiaoqi's traces didn't know that Su Xiaoqi had followed them silently.

After about a cup of tea, the five people with blue noses and swollen faces helped each other out of the woods, and Su Xiaoqi was still behind them, but at this moment the victory and defeat were divided.

It didn't take long for the other nine battlefields to divide the winners and losers, and Su Xiaoqi returned to the martial arts arena, and another hundred disciples divided into ten groups and put into the battlefield.

In about two hours, the sun wheel within reach rose to the highest point of the sky, and the great chaos of the disciples finally came to an end, and twenty people drew lots to decide the opponent. To Su Xiaoqi's surprise, You Yi and Fang Chi, who had fought against the secret disciples with him a few months ago, were also among them.

He was able to stand out among the disciples because he was already strong, and with many adventures, he couldn't find an opponent among the disciples.

You Yi's talent is not low, and his wonderful poison skills are unguardable, especially when Kou Chen secretly gave her the elixir that the Spirit Dao Gate gave him every month, she can win, but it makes sense.

Why can Fang Chi, who has not had the slightest cultivation before getting started, stand out?

There are countless disciples in the Lingdao Sect who are desperately cultivating, why is he different from others?

At the same time that Su Xiaoqi was confused, the duel between the two on the martial arts field began, the time he spent in the Lingdao Gate was too short, either on a mission outside, or behind closed doors, among the twenty people, he was familiar with only You Yi and Fang Chi.

The two breaths on the field collided fiercely, and the two figures, one gray and one yellow, shuttled. Suddenly, the gray-faced young man stopped his flying figure in an instant, his body did not shake in the slightest, his hands "snapped", and a gray mud wave suddenly appeared in front of the gray-faced young man, fiercely pounced on the young man with sallow skin.

The smell of rancid mud permeated the outside, and the young man's heart was slightly cold, and then, his head shook rapidly, and his hands kept waving, if he tied a piece of red silk around his waist, it was like twisting Yangge, and the appearance was very ridiculous.

But no one dared to laugh at the attack he made, and as he waved his hand, a yellow mist spread out in the air, and the smell was sour and astringent, and the people covered by the yellow mist were all like eating ten catties of limes, and even the sweat that flowed out was sour.

How can the mist that the wind alone disperses stop the raging waves?

The most surprising thing happened, the sour yellow mist suddenly turned into an orange peel, like a majestic city gate, blocking the gray mud waves.

Rumble!!

The martial arts arena was shaken, and everyone felt that their feet were shaking violently, as if they were stepping on a boat, but the boat was on the undulating sea.

The light generated by the collision of spiritual power made everyone's eyes unable to distinguish between east and west, north and south for a while, and when their eyes could see again, the mud waves had disappeared. For example, the thick and tall orange peel of the city gate was also broken everywhere, but the fierce waves did not hurt the young man in the slightest.

Seeing this, the gray-faced young man clenched his teeth violently, raised his right hand high, and gray mud flowers burst out of his palm like a fountain, almost flying several feet high, about to turn into mud rain and fall.

The snorting muddy water was constantly filling with white smoke, and it was clear that the muddy water was full of strong corrosiveness. But suddenly, the column of rotten water suddenly dispersed, and the gray-faced young man's face changed greatly, and a blue-gray face slowly changed color, as if he had been coated with a layer of yellow wax.

"No...... It's impossible to ......" The gray-faced boy's eyes were full of shock, he felt that every muscle in his body was sore, and his legs were even softer like noodles, and he knelt on the ground with a "plop" and couldn't even stand up.

Fang De, who was standing with Kou Chen, He Lin, Feng Yanrou, and Yang Yue, came to the middle of the two of them, and the sound was enough to spread to the ears of every disciple. "In this game, Liu Jisheng wins!"

Liu Ji smiled faintly, hugged his fists at Ren Cong, and walked to the head of the four people of His Royal Highness, where the disciple who decided the victory should stand.

Su Xiaoqi looked at Liu Ji's eyes flickered a few times, Liu Ji's spirit seemed to be a plant-demon orange. His cultivation and the gray-faced boy are both vain sixfold, but he defeated the gray-faced boy in an almost crushing way, and his strength is really unfathomable.

Liu Ji left, and soon a disciple from the outer sect wearing a gray robe dragged the gray-faced young man away for treatment. At the end of the inner door, the outer door will soon start the small competition, and the winner will have the opportunity to join the inner door. Being able to deal with trivial matters in the inner door is a difficult thing to find, and watching the inner disciples fight against each other will greatly benefit their strength.

After the battle was over, two disciples immediately jumped into the arena again, and the two of them first tried a little and then clashed fiercely.

Fighting against Su Xiaoqi was a female disciple named Luan Yingying, who cultivated to be in the Void Fourfold, and the lottery he won was fifty-eight, and there was still a long time before the duel.

The next battle was a bit decent, at least Su Xiaoqi didn't see anyone with bright spots again, the two sides went back and forth, and when Su Xiaoqi was drowsy, he finally heard Fang De call his name.

"In the next battle, Su Xiaoqi will fight Luan Yingying. ”