"The first round of selection is over, and everyone who is still in the ring will rest for a quarter of an hour and enter the second round of selection!"

On the viewing platform, the majestic voice of the second elder slowly reached everyone's ears.

In fact, even if he didn't want to say more, everyone in the ring was already sitting in place and began to recover their injuries and strength.

"Master Yun, congratulations, your new inner family disciples this year are much stronger than in previous years!"

Some of the lords of the big forces sitting on the side congratulated Yun Baifeng one after another, this is not a compliment for them, in their respective forces, the juniors of this age group do not have such overall strength.

Elder Chen also smiled and said, "That's right, especially those few disciples, in my opinion, it seems that they can already enter the Innate Realm at any time!"

"Hehe, you guys have praised it, some juniors who don't make it up!"

Although Yun Baifeng said this, the satisfied smile on his face was not concealed at all.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

The second elder slowly stood up from his seat, and his voice reached the ears of everyone present: "The time is up, the second round of the competition, the opponent will be decided by drawing lots!"

Hearing his words, the forty people in the ring who closed their eyes opened their eyes one after another, some with obvious worry in their eyes, some were eager to try, full of confidence, and some people couldn't see any looks, looking light.

After a while, a guard appeared in each of the two rings, holding a bamboo stick in his hand.

"On these twenty bamboo sticks, twenty numbers are randomly written, and those who draw one and draw two are opponents, and so on!"

The guard's words, seemingly without the slightest emotion, reached the ears of everyone present.

Everyone didn't say much, silently walked in front of him, got a bamboo stick in one hand, and then stood aside silently, no one knew who their opponent was.

The bamboo stick in Yuntianluo's hand, the number on it is a relatively vigorous and powerful "seven" character.

The second elder glanced at the people in the ring lightly and said, "Now that you all know your number, let's start in the ring, in the ring, you must not deliberately kill people!"

Hearing his words, Fang Ming was the first to laugh and take the lead in the ring.

The ring he was in was the tenth ring, that is, the last ring among the disciples with foreign surnames.

Seeing him in this ring, a disciple of the ninth layer of the Spirit Realm who had just shot at Yun Tian instantly turned a little pale.

Fang Ming stood on top of the ring and laughed a little condescendingly: "Haha, who is my opponent?"

"Senior Brother Fang, please be merciful!"

At this time, the disciple's face was extremely pale, but he also had to jump into the ring.

In the fourth ring, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with a fairly beautiful appearance was also looking forward to seeing who her opponent was.

At this moment, the figure of Yun Tianluo fell lightly on the ring.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Yun, please be merciful to your subordinates!"

Seeing Yun Tianluo, the female disciple's brows furrowed slightly, obviously, she was still extremely afraid of Yun Tianluo.

"It turned out to be Senior Sister Wu, one of the three beauties, what a blessing!"

This woman's name is Wu Qian, the strength of the ninth layer of the Spirit Realm, one of the three beauties of Nanwang Peak, although Yun Tianluo does not know her, he has also heard of her name.

"Senior Brother Yun, please!"

Seeing Yun Tianluo's rather prodigal appearance, Wu Qian's brows furrowed slightly, and after a little polite word, she didn't stop at all, the long sword in her hand danced, and with a coquettish reprimand, countless sword shadows shrouded Yun Tianluo.

This sword shadow shrouded a wide range, and for a while, it actually blocked all the retreats of Yuntianluo.

However, Yun Tianlu still had a faint smile on his face.

This Wu Qian is also the cultivation of the ninth layer of the Spirit Realm, and in terms of real strength, he is even weaker than Wang Zhuo of the Crosswind Demon Hunting Troupe, so it is naturally impossible to hurt him.

However, in the face of this sword shadow in the sky, Yun Tianluo did not hold it up, the long knife in his hand flashed, and a long howl greeted Wu Qian.

In an instant, in the entire square, the sword light and sword shadows flickered, and the two figures quickly separated after a short period of contact, after fighting more than a dozen moves.

After the two separated, Yun Tianluo fell all over his body, unharmed, and still had a faint smile on his face, but Wu Qian's whole body was quite embarrassed, and there were many places on his clothes that were cut by sharp knife light, and even pink ** could be seen.

"Senior Sister Wu, what are you, it looks pink!"

Just when Wu Qian's face was stubborn, her long sword was raised, and she was about to sweep towards Yun Tianluo again, Yun Tianluo looked at several torn places on her chest, touched her chin, and said with a wicked smile.

"Ahh

Hearing his words, Wu Qian was still puzzled for a while, but after feeling Yun Tianluo's gaze, she screamed directly, her hands were protecting her chest, and her face was red.

Although this scene happened in the ring, it was far away, and because of the angle, no one else saw it except for the clouds, but it still made her ashamed.

"Ascend to the disciples, suffer death!"

After putting on a brocade robe on her body again, the true qi on Wu Qian's body surged frantically towards the long sword, and then stabbed fiercely towards Yuntianluo.

This sword is Wu Qian's angry blow, and the prestige is really not small, and the whistling true qi instantly turned into countless sharp sword lights, as if it was about to pierce the air, driving the surrounding "whirring" sound.

"Well, it's not my fault!"

Seeing that the woman in front of her was like an angry little lioness, Yun Tianluo's face changed slightly, and after muttering a word, she instantly dodged her blow.

However, a blow missed, but Wu Qian refused to give up easily, waved the long sword in his hand, and shot again.

This time, Yun Tianluo didn't dodge, just looked at the upcoming sword with a helpless expression.

In an instant, the long sword fell, and it was about to slash into his chest, and even his clothes had been cut by the sharp sword qi, and Yun Tianluo dodged slightly, narrowly avoiding this blow.

While dodging the blow, the long knife in his hand swung slightly, and it immediately hit the long sword.

At this moment, Wu Qian felt that the long sword in her hand seemed to have been hit by a huge force of tens of millions of catties, and she couldn't hold it at all, and as soon as her little hand was released, the long sword suddenly flew out.

Under the ring, Yun Ling'er, who had been paying attention to Yun Tianluo, saw that the new clothes made for Yun Tianluo were all torn by Wu Qian, her little mouth suddenly pursed, and she muttered: "Hmph, that woman knows how to charm the young master!"

Hearing her words, the blood on the side pursed his lips and chuckled: "Sister Ling'er, you are too protective of your eldest brother!"

Hearing the words of blood without tears, Yun Ling'er blushed and said, "It was originally!"

As for the blood boundless on the side, he didn't pay much attention to the words between them, and even didn't pay much attention to the battle of Yun Tianluo, what he focused on was a few cultivators of the tenth layer of the Spirit Movement Realm who had to face off.

In the ring, Yun Tianluo smiled faintly and said, "The clothes of both of us are torn, and we don't owe each other, so let's be okay now!"

"Shameless!"

Hearing Yun Tianluo mention what happened just now, Wu Qianqiao's face turned red again, although there was no weapon in her hand, she still attacked Yun Tianluo with her teeth and claws.

"Come back!"

Seeing this scene, Yun Tianluo's face was helpless, but seeing that most of the other battles in the ring had ended, his face changed to a serious look again: "Senior sister, I won't let you go this time!"

With the fall of his words, he instantly exerted his brute bull body to the extreme, and then, with a punch, he slammed into the oncoming Wu Qian.

His fist was even far away from Wu Qian, but feeling the domineering fist style, Wu Qian's face changed greatly, and at this time she knew that the clouds had fallen just now, and it was indeed her subordinates who showed a lot of mercy.

"Stop!"

Just when Yun Tianluo had just made a move, her figure suddenly stopped, and she said a little unwillingly: "I admit defeat!"