Chapter 62: Scene 1
The time of the day passed in a flash, the morning sun rose again, and the three Dao Sects, hundreds of disciples of the outer sect who had gone through the first round of tests, gradually opened their eyes, revealing a full battle intent.
Knock knock knock......
There was a rapid knock on the door, and Xie Fan, who was sleeping soundly, was startled, rubbed his tired eyes, and then turned over and got out of bed, got dressed, and came to the door.
When he opened the door, Xie Fan appeared in front of him, a young girl, dressed in a bamboo-blue horse-faced skirt with a delicate top, showing the girl's graceful figure.
The girl's face is exquisite, needless to say, the youthful vitality exuded by the whole body, any man can't help but be stunned at first glance.
Seeing Xie Fan's face slightly red, Lin Wanzhou raised her chin proudly, feeling a little relieved in her heart.
"Yes, I'm sorry. Xie Fan removed his eyes, touched the back of his neck with his hand, and said with a little embarrassment.
"Your realm, the peak of the seventh order?" Regarding Xie Fan's apology, Lin Wanzhou was secretly happy in her heart, and she didn't care at all on the surface, but asked with a little surprise.
This person had only entered the Three Dao Sect almost half a year ago, and at that time he was still a third-order waste material struggling to the death.
Unexpectedly, in such a short period of time, he had already reached the seventh order, and such a terrifying cultivation speed made Lin Wanzhou a little speechless.
Xie Fan nodded embarrassedly, if you really want to count it, half of his realm is due to Lin Wanzhou's credit.
"At that time, if I meet you, I'm afraid I'll have to surrender. Lin Wanzhou showed a bright smile, her eyes were bent into a beautiful crescent moon, and she said jokingly.
Xie Fan didn't know how to respond for a while, so he just stood there and smirked.
Lin Wanzhou waved his hand and said, "Let's go, Dabi is about to start, don't be late." With that, he took the lead and headed down the mountain.
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On the huge bluestone square, there are thousands of teenagers and girls standing in it, and the voices of people are loud and deafening.
In the center of the square, there are more than 20 small rings, these rings, only a few zhang long and wide, are paved with bluestone bricks, generally speaking, enough for the entry of the Yuan Shen Realm for duels.
On the high platform on the right side of the square, there are the elders of the outer gate of the three sects, and in the middle is the inner gate master of the Guiyuan Gate.
Offstage, most of the many foreign disciples were nervous, and some of them had poor realms, most of them relied on luck in the first round, and they seemed to be very weak-hearted, but those who were strong were eager to try.
The master of the Guiyuan Gate was looking indifferent, his eyes were cast to the audience, as if he was looking for a certain figure.
"Ling Yu, I heard that Xie Fan, but he is only a seventh order, is he really as powerful as you said?" The master of the Guiyuan Sect, his eyes focused on the audience, wanting to find Xie Fan, and at the same time, he muttered with a pout.
"Fang Sect Master, don't worry, you still don't believe in my Ling Yu's eyes?" Dongfang, who was standing on the side, stepped forward and patted the door master's shoulder, and said loudly.
"Hey, the Dongfang disciples have said so, I'll just wait. Being slapped so rudely by his own apprentice, the old master was not angry, but said with a smile.
This scene was seen by several elders from the outer gate next to him, and he was secretly amazed in his heart.
I have heard that the inner door of the Guiyuan Gate has few disciples, loose control, and no respect for the elders and children, but now it seems that it is not true.
At this moment, in the midst of the chaos, the crowd suddenly gave way to a road, and in the distance, two figures were calmly and slowly coming.
As soon as this person appeared, the chaotic three people of Guiyuanmen on the stage quieted down, their eyes were slightly condensed, and the master of Guiyuanmen looked at the young man, and couldn't help but have a glow in his eyes.
This kid has a condensed foundation and is indeed a malleable talent.
But no matter how you look at it, there is nothing special about it, which is enough to make Li Lingyu so respectful.
Seeing his teacher's expression, Li Lingyu smiled faintly and said mysteriously: "Teacher, why don't we make a bet?"
"Oh, Ling Yu, you will also take the initiative to bet, it is rare, then the teacher will accompany you to gamble. The master of the Guiyuan Gate held up his bloated belly, looked peaceful, and said with a smile.
"Bet on junior brother Xie Fan, how many are there this time, the bet is on Master, your excellent spiritual weapon folding fan. Seeing that the old man agreed, Li Lingyu showed a sly smile on his face and immediately said.
"Haha, you, you, are still thinking about the fan for the teacher, that's good, although the realm of this son is low, but looking at his eyes are firm, his actions are quick, plus your high hopes, I will bet on him to be the fifth to tenth. ”
The master of the Guiyuan Sect transported the majestic spiritual power in his body, ascended into his eyes, looked Xie Fan up and down with a light in his eyes, and then said slowly.
"Well, I'll bet on him to be in the top three. Li Lingyu also smiled with ill intentions and said lightly.
"Ling Yu, you are still too young, in the top three, there are Wang Chengping, Lu Ming, and Lin Wanzhou, how can the others have a chance?" Seeing Li Lingyu so confident, the master of the Guiyuan Sect couldn't help but ask suspiciously.
"Haha, old master, I'm afraid you're going to lose. Standing aside, Dongfang You couldn't help but stretch his waist, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a hint of curvature.
The old master looked at the two people around him, and couldn't help but have a trace of suspicion on his face.
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Looking at Xie Fan, who came in side by side with Lin Wanzhou, many teenagers in the field showed jealous expressions. Those who want to go with Lin Wanzhou, there are not a thousand male disciples from the outer sect, but also five hundred.
After all, Lin Wanzhou occupies the third place as a woman, and her strength is famous, and her reputation for beauty surpasses her strength.
In the crowd, there were two sturdy figures, staring at Xie Fan secretly, and the eyes of the two of them showed extremely fierce killing intent.
"Boy, wait to be abolished, I'll see where you hide today. Wang Chengping restrained the killing intent in his eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his palm was secretly pinched, and the powerful spiritual power gathered on it.
On the other side, Lu Ming, who was hiding in the crowd, had a trace of anger on his face, and immediately hid it well, turning his gaze to the surroundings, revealing a brisk expression.
Ignoring the surrounding eyes that implied jealousy, hatred and even murderous intent, Xie Fan and Lin Wanzhou continued to step forward and came to the bottom of the high platform, next to the ring, and waited quietly.
About a quarter of an hour later, a loud bell rang out on another mountain of the Three Dao Sects, and thousands of people immediately fell silent.
This is the bell of the hour, and on weekdays it is the time when the disciples get up to practice, but today is the beginning of the Dabi agreement.
After the bell rang three times, an old man immediately stood up on the high platform and coughed lightly.
All the disciples in the audience immediately held their breath and listened quietly.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the seven-day period has arrived, and here the second test of the Outer Gate Contest will be held. ”
"More than 500 people who were promoted from the previous round will fight one by one, and the winner will advance to the next round until the final winner is determined. ”
The old man's strength is only in the Yuan Shen Realm, and he shouted hard, trying his best to let thousands of people hear it clearly, and after shouting these words, he was already sweating profusely.
After saying that, the old man respectfully bowed to the master of the Guiyuan Gate, and his eyes were full of inquiry.
The door master nodded, stood up, and said slowly: "The big competition will be completed in five days." Ladies and gentlemen, you can go and draw lots to face your first opponent. ”
"In the twenty-seventh year of the Lingwu calendar, the three sects are outside the big competition. It's officially open now!"
The old man's voice fell, and a noisy frenzy was immediately set off in the field, turning into terrifying sounds, which came layer by layer.
After hearing this, Xie Fan and Lin Wanzhou glanced at each other, and then followed the crowd to line up under the high platform.
The team is hundreds of meters long, and the black and oppressive figures are endless.
Xie Fan and the two of them in the queue chatted casually, and they actually talked about their respective perceptions of spiritual skills, and they talked enthusiastically.
These words fell into the ears of the people queuing up next to them, and they all looked ignorant. I can't help but sigh a little, are these two really in the same realm as them?
The team lined up for half an hour before Xie Fan came to the end and saw several outer door elders handing out bamboo sticks.
Those who have received the bamboo sticks will come to the rings, and after being confirmed by a special person, they will go up to the ring and duel with their opponents.
In the ring, there were bursts of shouts from time to time, or after seeing the faint moves, many people were also booing, which seemed extremely lively.
Occasionally, someone flew upside down and fell to the ground, spurting blood from their mouths, and some people were screaming and begging for mercy.
Someone in front of him called his name, and Xie Fan immediately stepped forward and took back a bamboo stick from the hand of the elder of the Yuan God Realm, with eight characters written on it.
This represents the number eight ring, and Xie Fan needs to face off against another person who draws eight on the same stage.
As long as the ring is full, the elders who hand out bamboo sticks will temporarily stop distributing until the ring is vacant.
Lin Wanzhou also brought one, Xie Fan leaned over and looked at it, and wrote an eleven.
Seeing this, Xie Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, at least in the first round, he wouldn't touch the other party.
"Ring No. 8, the one who draws the bamboo stick will come to the stage!"
There was a special person next to each ring to take care of it, and in the crowd, a loud voice suddenly sounded.
Hearing this, Xie Fan squinted his eyes slightly, and walked slowly towards the one with eight written in the many rings.
After Lin Wanzhou said goodbye to Xie Fan, she also went to the eleventh alone.
Slowly coming to the ring, Xie Fan handed the bamboo stick in his hand to the special person, and after the person recorded it, he let Xie Fan stand in the ring.
Soon, there was another teenager, who squeezed under the No. 8 ring in a panic and handed the bamboo stick to the special person.
The young man retrieved the bamboo stick, his face was full of excitement, and he looked up with expectation in his eyes, and then his eyes darkened, and a hesitant expression appeared on his face.
Xie Fan, he had heard of him, but there was almost no talk of his true strength in the outside world, and his strength was mixed.
Some people say that he fights extremely fiercely and is an extremely ruthless character, and some people say that he just relied on his connections and absorbed a large number of treasures before he quickly piled up the realm, but in fact, his spiritual power floated and was not worth mentioning.
But it is not a good thing to meet a highly topical character in the first scene.
The young man walked up to the stage steadily, slowly mobilizing the spiritual power in his body, which was the strength of the peak of the sixth order.
He thought to himself, if Xie Fan was really a seventh-order on the accumulation of treasures, then it shouldn't be difficult for him to defeat the other party with his steady sixth-order strength.