"It's Yang Ningfeng. ”

"Elder Rong made an exceptional recommendation, killed the Black Blood Three Demons before the competition and completed the task, and now he is the first to successfully pass the first round, and he is in the limelight!"

"The first round is just to kill the demon beast, which does not represent the real strength, and the fact that he passed the test first does not mean that he is the strongest among everyone. ”

"Yes. The second round of the draw is the key, and it's not just luck and strength. If you want to have good results, then don't draw opponents who are stronger than yourself. ”

"Look, see who the twenty will be in the second round. ”

Seeing Yang Ningfeng appear, the people in the stands whispered.

Chu Han's face was even more like a dog's tail, seeing that Yang Ningfeng was now standing alone on the stage alone, but he had a sense of arrogance, he saw another dazzling pro-star of the Heavenly Dragon Sect rising.

"According to what the master said, he may have higher expectations for you than the previous ones, and I really look forward to how far you can go. Chu Han's eyes slowly closed.

Finally, someone came up again.

"It's Xue Mingba. ”

"If it's him, he's a favourite. ”

"Look, Xue Mingba's face seems to be a little ugly. ”

"Maybe he thought he was the first to pass the test, but seeing that Yang Ningfeng was faster than him, he felt uncomfortable, right?"

Xue Mingba walked towards Yang Ningfeng...... It's not going to start a fight right now, is it?"

"One mountain can't accommodate two tigers, it seems that the two of them will compete for the first place in a while. ”

Xue Mingba, recommended by the Beiyuan Foreign Sect, was bound to win the first place in this selection competition, when he passed, he really thought that he was the first to pass the test, but now seeing Yang Ningfeng, who had stolen the limelight because of being late before, the guy who had already made him a little unhappy in his heart was faster than him, for no reason, so that his heart suddenly had anger rising, and he felt that Yang Ningfeng had once again stolen his limelight.

His face was unabashedly ugly, and he walked in front of Yang Ningfeng.

"The first one is definitely mine. ”

As soon as he stopped in front of Yang Ningfeng, Xue Mingba crossed his arms to his chest, looked at Yang Ningfeng with cold and pity in his eyes, and after a while, a sneer appeared on his face, and his voice was low and hoarse: "I have also heard of the Black Blood Three Evils, you can complete this task, which proves that you really have some strength." If it had been before, the first might have been yours, but your luck was really bad, you actually participated in the selection competition of the core disciples in the same session as me, which can only be said that you are a little unlucky, and such a low probability will be bumped into by you. ”

"Are you finished?"

Regarding the other party's inexplicable hostility and provocation, Yang Ningfeng's face remained calm, and when the other party stopped, Fang is indifferent smile and said: "After speaking, you just stand away, in front of so many people, the two of us have been standing for so long, I don't know that I still think that the two of us are discussing some ulterior conspiracy!"

"You ......"

Xue Ba originally thought that Yang Ningfeng would fight back angrily after hearing his words, but he didn't expect Yang Ningfeng to be so calm, which made the anger in his heart a little uncontrollable, and the cold glint in his eyes surged: "Let you be proud for a while." If you're unlucky enough to draw lots from me, I'll make you never become a core disciple...... If you are a waster, you can't be a core disciple. With that, he turned around and strode away.

"Stupid. Yang Ningfeng muttered.

"Who are you scolding?" Xue Mingba Huo Ran turned around, his face full of anger, and he shouted angrily.

"I'm not scolding you when I scold a fool, are you a fool?" Yang Ningfeng said with a puzzled expression.

Puff!

Yang Ningfeng's words, the stands and those who were eliminated in the audience all smiled. You're really scolding stupid!

Xue Mingba's arrogance and provocation are obvious to everyone, and many people are unhappy with his behavior.

Call!

Xue Mingba took a deep breath and didn't speak, but raised his right hand, tapped Yang Ningfeng with his fingers, and then retreated, retreated to the corner of the stage and stopped. There was already an undisguised murderous glint in his eyes.

"Brother, I don't rob you of food, and I don't rob your woman, why do you come to me for no reason. If you have the ability, you will take the first place, run in front of me and chirp a crooked bird!"

Yang Ningfeng muttered unpleasantly, and then simply sat down and waited for the others.

Although the competition platform is not small, but Xue Mingba is the cultivation of the fifth stage of the king, of course he heard Yang Ningfeng's muttering, and he was so angry that he trembled, if it weren't for the fact that the competition hadn't started yet and he was tasked with the heavy responsibility of winning the first place and winning glory for the Beiyuan Outer Sect, he really wanted to rush over and tear Yang Ningfeng apart now.

It's just that Xue Mingba didn't think about it, his current performance fell in the eyes of the high-level officials of the Tianlong Sect who had been secretly observing every contestant, and they were all disappointed and dissatisfied with him, how far could he go with such a heart?

To know. As wide as a man's heart is, the heavens and the earth will be as big as they are.

Many people know that cultivating martial arts first cultivates the mind, but how many have really done it?

After a while, people came out one after another.

From the time Yang Ningfeng came out, it was about half an hour or so that all the people came out, there were twenty people standing on the stage, and the rest were all offstage, which means that half of the people were eliminated in the first round, and there was one more person.

Yang Ningfeng glanced at it vaguely, Yang Xuanhong was also on the stage, and now the remaining twenty people were all Wang Pin's cultivation.

"What kind of adventure did Yang Xuanhong have? He even reached Wang Pin's cultivation. It's a pity, if not...... It's really a pity, otherwise my Yang family will add another Wang Pin strong man, and become the first big family in the Southern Wilderness and add another tiger general, but looking at his resentment against me, there is no longer any brotherly affection, and he has to put me to death, his existence is a curse or a blessing for the family......"

Yang Ningfeng glanced away from him, but his heart was not calm, but what he was thinking about was not about the selection competition, but about the danger that Yang Xuanhong would pose to the family after becoming a strong man.

The first round is officially over.

Seeing twenty people standing on the stage, Zhang Jiadong's figure flashed and floated onto the stage again.

"Now the second round will start to pick and choose, according to the serial number of the sign, there will be a one-on-one duel, and ten people will be eliminated in the second round. Zhang Jiadong did things neatly, and there was no too much red tape, as soon as the voice fell, his palm turned over, and the bamboo stick was in his hand, and then there was a sudden shock, the bamboo stick spread out, and shot into the sky, but he took the opportunity to show his strength, and at the same time, the voice shouted: "Start the selection!"

"Woohoo!"

As the bamboo sticks rose into the air, the sound of breaking the wind immediately sounded on the stage, and some people flew up and snatched the bamboo sticks in the sky.

Yang Ningfeng didn't move, he was still sitting, he glanced up, stretched out his right hand, and then sucked into the void, sucking the nearest stick into his hand, and then looked at it, it was written on the eighteenth.

"After the selection was completed, the number one and the twenty remained, and the others stepped down temporarily. Zhang Jiadong said.

When Yang Ningfeng heard this, he did not pause or hesitate, and his figure flew off the stage in a flash, and the direction he went was where Hong Zhao was.

Seeing Yang Ningfeng falling by Hong Zhao's side, many people's eyes fell on Hong Zhao's body, especially some miscellaneous disciples, who were very envious and jealous.

Everyone saw that Yang Ningfeng came back with Hong Zhao before, and the relationship between the two was not ordinary, knowing that Hong Zhao had a core disciple as a backer from now on. With Yang Ningfeng's strength, no one doubts that he will become a core disciple.

"Xue Mingba is the strength of the fifth rank of the king, in the end, you may really want to fight him, you have to be careful. Hong Zhao noticed the envious eyes of many people around him, and there was a smug look on his face, but he didn't forget to remind Yang Ningfeng out loud.

Yang Ningfeng didn't reply, just smiled and nodded his head, staring at the stage, the first and twenty had already begun to duel.

Although the cultivation of the two is not high among the last twenty people, after all, they are Wang Pin strong, and the fight is also fierce, and some of the moves are also exquisite, Yang Ningfeng secretly observed.

Around the stands, when the two played to the brille, there were continuous cheers.

After more than 20 moves, No. 1 suddenly stepped on his footsteps, and instantly smashed a punch on No. 20's chest, smashing the opponent upside down and flying off the stage.

"No. 1 Zhongshan Minsheng. Zhang Jiadong's voice immediately sounded.

Twentieth rubbed his chest, shook his head a little helplessly, and then his figure flashed in the air, and he landed on an empty seat in the stands and sat down.

"Two against nineteen. ”

With Zhang Jiadong's voice, two figures flashed onto the stage.

Yang Ningfeng's eyes lit up slightly, and the nineteenth was Yang Xuanhong.

Three moves, Yang Xuanhong is to win, and the victory is extremely easy.

Yang Ningfeng looked at it in his eyes, his eyes showed a little solemnity, Yang Xuanhong's opponent was obviously the cultivation of the second stage of Wang Pin, but Yang Xuanhong not only won easily, but also looked at his shot, obviously retained a lot of strength.

Yang Xuanhong's victory suddenly made him one of the focal points of the audience.

"No. 19 Yang Xuanhong wins. ”

Zhang Jiadong's loud voice resounded throughout the audience.

Yang Xuanhong's face was calm, but when he flew off the stage and waited for the next round of duel, his eyes were vaguely cast towards Yang Ningfeng, and his eyes were still so resentful and full of provocation.

"Three against eighteen. ”

After Yang Xuanhong went down, Zhang Jiadong called out.

"Is it him?" Yang Ningfeng couldn't help but look stunned when he heard this report.

"What's wrong?" Hong Zhao couldn't help but ask when he saw Yang Ningfeng's expression, but then his eyes widened, as if he had thought of something, and he felt a little incredulous.

Yang Ningfeng smiled slightly, and showed the bamboo stick to Hong Zhao.

"It's really providential!" A wry smile appeared on Hong Zhao's face, and then he sighed softly: "Be careful." ”

Shout!

Xue Mingba flew onto the stage, his expression was extremely proud, his eyes were scanning, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer.

"I don't know which unlucky guy is against him, unless it's one or two favorites, and the others are up against him, it means he won't be in the top 10. When Xue Mingba's eyes swept around, the people in the stands were also looking around.

"I went. Yang Ningfeng patted Hong Zhao's shoulder, and then flew up.

"Is that him?"

Seeing Yang Ningfeng flying towards the competition platform, the audience suddenly became in a commotion!