After ending Yan Feng's matter, Qin Wushuang had no obstacles in his heart, and his thoughts were clear. The goal in my heart was directly aimed at the core disciple ranking competition.

This superb innate primordial elixir has been practiced by the Fire Dharma King for a total of seven. Among them, the Fire Dharma King took one away, and another one was filial to the master, and then gave a purple-robed Dazun, creating a congenital protector martial saint, and now Yan Feng is given one, which is equivalent to going to four.

There are three more, two of which Qin Wushuang has also decided, ready to be left for his father and brother-in-law Da Ximing.

In other words, there was only one top-grade innate primordial elixir left for him to control. The rest are those ordinary innate primordial elixirs.

...... That night, Qin Wushuang was alone in the secret room, once again tempering the spiritual power in the sea of consciousness, and methodically using the spiritual power to run one small Zhou Tian after another in his body.

Although he couldn't find any flaws and discomforts in his physical body, he still didn't dare to slack off, and when he had time, he didn't forget to test it with his spiritual power.

That absorption in the spiritual power formation made Qin Wushuang feel that the spiritual power in his body was full of a lot, although, he didn't know how far away he was from the middle spirit realm, but one thing was for sure, if he continued to work in this direction, the middle spirit realm would definitely not be late.

He had a hunch that with the anti-heaven technique of "Northern Darkness**", his cultivation at the level of innate spiritual martial arts was equivalent to having a cheating device against the sky. The cultivation speed is definitely much faster than others.

In other words, as long as his physical body is strong enough, as long as there is a sufficient source of spiritual power, he can even inhale indefinitely.

Of course, he wouldn't do that. Qin Wushuang knew very well that he couldn't become a big fat man by eating in one bite. On the way to cultivation, only by constantly accumulating steps can you reach thousands of miles. Only by accumulating small streams can it become its rivers and seas.

After cultivating for half the night, Qin Wushuang felt that all the spiritual power in the sea of qi had completely formed a whole and fused into a whole.

He knew that the more nuanced the fusion, the purer the spiritual power. The more powerful it is.

After completing his cultivation, Qin Wushuang had no distracting thoughts in his heart, completely entered a meditative state, and rested for half the night, unknowingly the sky was about to dawn.

A new day is coming again.

This day can almost be said to be the most exciting day in the year of the Star Luo Palace. Because, the finale of the year, the ranking of core disciples, is about to kick off.

Although this is only a competition between the ninety-six core disciples, but it affects the hearts of all the disciples of the Star Luo Palace, they themselves cannot participate, but they are extremely yearning for this core disciple, in the process of watching the battle, reverie that one day they will stand on the entire stage, punch the heroes of the Quartet, and kick the heroes of the eight sides, what kind of glorious thing is that?

Some even couldn't help but substitute for it, associating themselves with someone among the core disciples, frantically cheering for it and cheering for it.

All in all, this core disciple ranking competition almost aroused the appetite of everyone in the Star Luo Palace, including those old guys, and their mood couldn't help but be a little agitated.

Ninety-six core disciples, including the five newly born, were all impressively listed.

On the stage, the five main halls are in the front row, the eight ** kings and [***] elders are in the second and third rows, and the envoys in front of the hall and some other middle and high-level people have also found their own positions.

The main hall master Zhuo Buqun looked around with a smile and said loudly: "Standing here are the most outstanding and promising ninety-six core disciples of my Star Luo Palace. Today's event, you are the protagonists, I hope you will each show your housekeeping skills and dedicate a wonderful ranking match to all the people in the Star Luo Palace. Do you have faith?"

"Yes!"

Zhuo Buqun nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, old rules, the top thirty-two core disciples, there is nothing to do with you in the first round, you can be a bystander." The remaining sixty-four core disciples, corresponding to the numbers of your ranking, have all been signed. Do you see this big fight on the stage? Here, there are 64 of you signing. Our five hall masters will take turns to go up and draw lots. Each person takes out two picks at a time, and the two signs they take out are the opponents of the first round!

"Understood. ”

The hall lord smiled and clapped his hands, beckoning the other four hall masters to get up, and the five hall masters collectively stood in front of the big fight.

"Please overseer the four hall masters, and now I will disrupt all the signatures. ”

Zhuo Buqun's arms kept swinging lightly, washing all the signatures very messily, and then turned his head and asked the four hall masters: "Everyone, have you seen it clearly?"

The four hall masters all nodded: "There is no problem. ”

"Okay, please ask the Fifth Hall Master to grab two of them and sign them out. The hall master said with a smile.

Tian Zhixing was not polite, walked up with a smile, grabbed two sticks in one hand, untied them, and announced: "Thirty-eight against seventy-five." ”

The two core disciples who were called out stretched out their heads, looking for their opponents everywhere, wanting to see if they were acquaintances, and making sure that they were not opponents of their own lineage, and then they were satisfied.

It was the turn of the Fourth Hall Lord Leng Qiuchi to step forward and also grabbed two signs: "Forty-five against forty-eight!"

The rankings of these two signatures are very close, and they seem to be quite equal.

Zhong Wuyin, the master of the third hall, stepped forward, and also grabbed two of them, untied them, his face changed slightly, he really wanted to draw a handful in his own drawing lot, what kind of bad luck is this, the first round of two people he caught were both two disciples of the same vein under him.

"Thirty-five against fifty-one. Zhong Wuyin announced helplessly, scolding in his heart, and muttering to himself, "Didn't you wash your hands when you went out today?

After Zhong Wuyin finished pumping, it was naturally Qin Wushuang's master Tan Zhongchi who smoked it. He is relatively modest, with no disciples and nothing special.

Just as he was about to walk away, the hall master suddenly smiled and said, "Second brother, you will disrupt the signing position again to avoid the possibility of me cheating before." ”

Tan Zhongchi nodded, and disrupted the signing position again, and then Zhuo Buqun stepped forward to draw.

In this way, the five hall masters take turns to go up, and after each round, there will be ten places, and five groups will face off.

Qin Wushuang's ninety-two was drawn out in the third round, and it was Leng Qiuchi, the fourth hall master, who was drawn to him, and said in a loud voice: "Sixty-eight, right ninety-two." ”

When the sixty-eighth heard this result at first glance, he was overjoyed and rejoiced: "Hehe, my opponent's ranking is very low, in the first round, it seems that this time the hope is greatly increased." ”

Looking around at the moment, I couldn't help asking: "By the way, do you know who is number ninety-two?"

There were a total of sixty-four people participating in the lottery, and it was easy to find someone for each other. Soon, someone caught a glimpse of the changes in Qin Wushuang's body, and thought of the smug of No. 68, and couldn't help but tease: "Congratulations, your opponent is the top three in the senior disciple assessment and has been promoted." ”

"Uh, really, which one?"

"Oh, if I'm not mistaken, he should be called Qin Wushuang!"

No. 68 was suddenly stupid, and lost his voice: "Qin Wushuang?" A sigh, originally full of joy, thinking that he had encountered a soft persimmon this time, when he heard that it was Qin Wushuang, he suddenly deflated in one breath, like a balloon punctured by a needle.

He muttered, "Why is my life so bad? Do you want me to be planted in the lottery for two years in a row? God, how unfair you are." Year by year more and more back. Is our character so bad?Qin Wushuang...... Oh my god. ”

Who is Qin Wushuang? The champion of the senior disciple assessment, with six perfect scores, the outside world is optimistic that he will enter the top sixteen, and even have the strength to impact the top ten super figures.

It can even be said that the strength of others is fundamentally at the level of seed players. It's just that due to the rules, senior disciples must participate in the first round of assessment when they are promoted.

Compared to his opponent's lamentation, Qin Wushuang's mentality was extremely calm. There were no top thirty-two participants in the first round, and for him Qin Wushuang, the difficulty did not exist at all.

These core disciples after the thirty-two are probably not even as good as Li Wuji. Qin Wushuang was able to exterminate Li Wuji earlier, but now that he had been baptized and cultivated for so long, it was naturally even more unreasonable to miss.

In the first round of drawing, in addition to the encounter between the disciples of the same sect in the vein of the three hall masters, there was also a case of a duel in the same sect in the vein of the main hall master.

The results of the draw came out, thirty-two pairs, sixty-four, all found each other's opponents.

The next stop, the Xingluo Hall performs the martial arts.

The martial arts platform of the Xingluo Palace, located in the north of the Xingluo Palace, is wide, on a huge high platform, the area is very wide, according to the hexagram of the eight eight or sixty hexagrams, sixty-four small martial arts platforms are built, and a huge Taiji gossip in the middle is clustered, and the terrain is very open.

Even if it is a small martial arts platform, the length and width are at least thirty zhang, which is perfect for martial arts competitions.

Qin Wushuang looked at this majestic martial arts arena, and he also had a shocking feeling in his heart. I have to admit that any scenery in the Star Luo Hall has a kind of atmospheric shocking beauty.

This huge martial arts arena and sixty small martial arts platforms are simply indistinguishable from each other.

"I'm afraid, only by flying in the sky can we have a more complete view of the scenery of this huge martial arts arena, right?" Qin Wushuang thought in his heart.

I have to say that Qin Wushuang has a very close relationship with the Fifth Hall Master, and the sixty-eighth is actually a disciple of the Fifth Hall Lord Tian Zhixing.

Under the leadership of the arbitrator, the two came to their own dueling stage.

Qin Wushuang stood on the stage, his hands on his waist, the whole person, like a sculpture, his expression was surprisingly cold, and his eyes swept in front of No. 68.

"Let's make a move!"

With a flick of the long whip in Qin Wu's hands, the whip shadows in the void were heavy, as if countless silver dragons were dancing, and all kinds of ripples were shaken out hallucinatingly.

The sixty-eight only felt dizzy, the spear in their hand was raised, their teeth were bitten, and they shouted loudly, and stabbed towards Qin Wu's double-faced door.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers. With such thoughts, sixty-eight made a move, which was a poisonous move.

It's just that this kind of marksmanship, in Qin Wushuang's eyes, is a small skill of carving insects. The head of the whip poked out, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and wrapped it directly at the head of the spear.

As soon as the two forces touched the void, the innate aura collided, and the void was suddenly shaken to a "sneer".

The atmosphere, between this collision, was pushed to the **.

(To be continued)