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Back at his residence, Meng Xie practiced casually, and had been practicing the bipolar yang fingers every day for the past few days, and finally cultivated this fingering method to the realm of Xiaocheng.

Similarly, the Qingjiao Sword Technique and the Brute Body Duel have both broken through, and the third move of the Qingjiao Sword Technique has been thoroughly comprehended by him, and the power is so powerful that he smacks his tongue.

After the brute body technique broke through to the second layer, Meng Xie's physical strength had reached a terrifying 5,500 catties, and his defense power was further improved, not only the martial arts below the middle grade of the Yellow Rank were useless, but even the damage caused to him by the upper grade martial arts of the Yellow Rank was only a handful.

Of course, the premise of all this is to establish the other party's realm of the same cultivation as him, and if he is replaced by a martial artist like Liang Qi, he will also be injured.

After cultivating, Meng Xie went to bed early, ready to recuperate and prepare to welcome tomorrow's outer disciple Dabi.

The next day.

The weather was sunny, and the sun shone on Meng Xie's body, making him feel warm.

After getting up and freshening up, Meng Xie ate something casually and hurried out.

On the way, many outer disciples were heading in the same direction, performing martial arts!

The martial arts arena is located on the summit of Starfall Peak.

Legend has it that Starfall Peak originally had a mountain top, but the ancestor of the Exile Sect was very unhappy when he saw it, and he cut it into a flat top with a sword.

Meng Xie looked at the flat-topped mountain peak and was skeptical of this legend in his heart, those local tyrants on the earth were rich and capricious, and it seemed that the ancestor of the Exile Sect was powerful and capricious.

Along the steps to the martial arts arena at the top of the peak, Meng Xie looked at it, and it was already crowded with people.

As the sect that controls the Chu State, there are no less than thousands of disciples from the outer sect of the sect, and almost everyone is present at every big competition.

On the east side of the summit is a high platform with ten chairs in the center and three chairs on the sides.

In other places, a competition platform was set up more than one person high, and many outer disciples gathered around it and talked loudly.

Meng Xie quickly came to the table where he had signed up for the Great Contest of Outer Disciples, and received a small sign that read one thousand and forty-two.

It seems that more than a thousand people have already signed up, and it is not easy to fight their way out of these people.

Just after the hour, a burst of drums sounded on the high platform on the east side, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw an old man with a gray beard, standing in the center of the high platform in good spirits, scanning the people below.

"Once a year, the outer door competition begins!"

The old man's voice was not loud, but it was clear to everyone's ears.

"I am Pei Dingyuan, the elder of the inner gate, this year's rules are the same as in previous years, I won't say more, I hope that all the disciples will show all their strength, and let me add a few more immortal geniuses to the Sect of Exile. ”

The old man's few words made Meng Xie feel at ease.

According to the rules of previous years, each disciple participating in the Outer Gate Contest needed to defeat three Outer Sect disciples in a row before they were eligible to challenge the Inner Sect disciples on the ten chairs on the high platform.

And only by defeating those inner disciples can you take their place and become an inner disciple.

"But this year is different from previous years, everyone who is promoted to the inner disciple can not only get a yellow-rank high-grade martial art, but also represent the Exile Sect to participate in the Young Hero Competition held in Danyang City, the imperial capital of the Chu State, when the disciples of the seven major sects of the Southern Regions will gather, as long as you win the championship, you will be the first master of the young generation in the Southern Regions!"

The first master, these words echoed in his ears, making many outer disciples have fiery eyes, and they can't wait to compete on the stage immediately.

Meng Xie was also excited, can he go to Danyang? In that case, will he be able to meet that Emperor Heng? Maybe that matter will be settled.

On weekdays, the cynical eyes gradually became serious, not for anything else, as long as he could participate in the Young Hero Contest and see Emperor Heng, the top five of the outer disciples of the big competition this time, he Meng Xie was going to decide.

"Dabi begins!"

With the announcement of the old man, many disciples have looked for their own competition platform.

Meng Xie was also looking around, but he didn't know that in a corner of the mountain peak, three pairs of eyes were staring at him tightly.

"Zhen Yu, as long as you can find a chance to abolish him, I will go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and bring it out, and borrow it from you for a month. ”

It was none other than Liang Qi who was humiliated in the medicine hall.

At this moment, there was a young man dressed in black standing beside him, holding a long knife, observing Meng Xie with an expressionless face.

If anyone paid attention to them, someone would definitely recognize this young man in black.

Zhen Yu, an eight-rank martial artist, is good at swordsmanship, and this Dabi is one of the most promising candidates to become an inner disciple.

"Three months!" Zhen Yu coldly put forward the conditions, and at the same time said his opinion, "This person is not easy to deal with!"

Liang Qi was stunned for a moment, and then peeked at Meng Xie again, and didn't find anything wrong, but he still believed in Zhen Yu's vision, gritted his teeth, and nodded: "Okay! ”

Zhen Yu nodded expressionlessly, and agreed to the deal.

"He's been three months, so I'm half a year. ”

At this time, the young man on the other side of Liang Qi put away the mirror that he had just finished, stroked the long hair of his sideburns with his hand extremely coquettishly, and said slowly.

"For a suave character like me, the appearance fee can't be lower than that ice cube. ”

Liang Qiqiang endured the fragrance on the other party's body, forced himself to smile, patted his chest and promised, "Pei Xian, what are you doing for half a year, I will give you that bottle of imperial essence for the palace." ”

The young man called Pei Xian squinted at Liang Qi, and the corners of his eyes were full of smiles, "Thank you so much, this kid, I will definitely abolish him." ”

Pei Xian: If anyone hears this name, I'm afraid they will be even more surprised.

This Pei Xian is much more famous than Zhen Yu, not only does he have the strong strength of a nine-rank martial artist, but he is also the only grandson of the old man on the stage just now.

And the old man on the stage just now was the chief elder of the inner gate, Pei Dingyuan.

Hearing this, Zhen Yu snorted coldly, and glanced at Pei Xian out of the corner of his eye, "Next time, I'll challenge you!"

"Challenge me, practice for a few more years, you don't want to turn over in your life. ”

Pei Xian retorted lightly, not taking Zhen Yu to heart at all in his heart, but wandering around with Meng Xie in the field.

"This kid, interesting. ”

Meng Xie didn't know that Liang Qi had spent a lot of money to deal with him, and was leisurely looking for his martial arts platform.

"One thousand-one thousand and fifty. ”

When Meng Xie saw a small sign erected on the side of the competition platform, he knew that his competition was being held here.

didn't say much at the moment, he directly took out the sign and handed it to the deacon of the Exile Sect next to him.

The deacon glanced at Meng Xie, registered the sign, and motioned for him to wait beside him.

At this time, there are two people on the competition platform who are competing, and the fight is very hot.

After a while, the winner was decided, and the winner stood on the stage to show off his might, looking at the audience with a squint.

"But there are still people on stage!"

Under the stage, no outer disciples dared to go up.

Meng Xie inquired, and then he learned that the other party had seriously injured the two of them, and no one was willing to go up and touch this moldy head.

"I'm coming!"

Meng Xie shouted, and then jumped onto the competition platform.

As soon as he came to power, he was recognized by many people.

"Look, isn't this person the master of herb picking?"

"Hey, really, what did he come up for, does he also want to be an inner disciple?"

"Does he have that strength? ”

Many outer disciples were talking about it below, and they were not very optimistic about Meng Xie.

After all, when it comes to collecting medicine, these people may admire Meng Xie, but when it comes to competing on stage, it is not as simple as collecting medicine.

Of course, Meng Xie heard these words, but he didn't think so.

Now I'll let you say whatever you want, and in a minute, I'll show you the power of the latest weapons!

Meng Xie's opponent was a shirtless young man with bulging muscles all over his body, like a small mountain.

When this disciple saw Meng Xie coming to the stage, he obviously recognized him, and said coaxingly: "Senior Brother Meng, it's okay, go down to collect medicine, this is not the place you should come." ”

Every time he said a word, the muscles on this disciple's body kept shaking, and he looked extremely scary.

Meng Xie has been on the battlefield and killed people, but he is not scared.

In his eyes, these outer disciples are generally the same as the flowers of the greenhouse, and their combat effectiveness is minus five scum.

"I'm just just looking at it, going through the motions, it's okay, let's practice casually. ”

Responding disapprerovingly, Meng Xie didn't notice at all that offstage, Zhen Yu and Pei Xian had quietly come to the competition stage, and even changed brands with others to become players on this competition platform.

"At that moment, if I Lianshan injured you, you can't go to the Medicine Hall Elder to complain. ”

This disciple named Lian Shan had a heart, and first used words to check Meng Xie to death.

Nodding with a smile, Meng Xie said magnificently: "Don't worry, even if you beat me to death, I won't complain." ”

With this guarantee, Lian Shan was relieved, and after holding his fists, the whole person was like a tank, rushing towards Meng Xie.

"Backing the hill!"

Thundered!

The competition platform trembled for a while, and Lianshan's speed was amazing, and with his weight, he was afraid that he would be killed or injured if he hit it.

There were also many disciples below who exclaimed, Lian Shan used this trick just now, and defeated two outer disciples one after another.

Unexpectedly, in order to deal with Meng Xie, he used this trick as soon as he came up.

Although Meng Xie had a smile on his face, his heart was as calm as water, he looked at Lianshan who rushed over, and took out the new weapon from the storage ring.

Feeling the tremor under his feet becoming more and more violent, Meng Xie and the others Lianshan came closer, and his body suddenly flashed to the left, and at the same time, the brick in his hand suddenly shot out, just slapping Lianshan's face!

The crowd exclaimed! Some even closed their eyes!

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