"Is it Old Man Gao?" The crowd on the high platform was amazed. The host this time is the worship Gundam of the Sanyang Sect. It has the cultivation of the late Kaiyuan period, and exudes a terrifying momentum. When he scanned the four directions, even some cultivators on the high platform didn't dare to look at him.

As soon as Gundam's words fell, a middle-aged man in blue, Shi Shiran, walked to the seat of Lieyang Peak. The man's face was like a silver basin, and a pair of resolute, wild eyes flashed under his broad thick eyebrows, and his eyes were shining with anticipation, and his thick black hair was casually draped over his shoulders. The middle-aged man in blue was tall, walking with dragon and tiger steps, and his arms swinging wantonly and disorderly.

Seeing the presence of the blue-clothed middle-aged man, Gundam nodded slightly to him kindly. When the middle-aged man saw this, he immediately saluted him respectfully with his fists. When the others on the high platform saw the middle-aged man in blue, they seemed to be slightly surprised by his appearance.

Everyone in the audience was curious about the appearance of the man in blue. Because the disciples of Lieyang Peak appeared for the first time.

"The boss has arrived!" Gundam Enshrined stared into the distance, and suddenly faced forward with a fist in a salute.

Everyone on the high platform stood up one after another, Luo Sanqian, the valley lord of the Ice Spirit Valley, and Ye Xiao, the valley lord of the Danshen Valley, glanced at each other, and then reluctantly got up slowly and followed everyone to worship into the distance.

The purple light flashed, and the head Chu Zhizhi appeared on the high platform.

"You don't have to be formal!" He lifted it lightly, and everyone in the square felt a force slightly holding up their arms.

The disciples in the audience all had their eyes shining and looked at Chu Zhizhi feverishly. There are thousands of disciples in the square, and Chu Zhizhi can accurately hold up each disciple's arm, what a powerful divine sense and Yuan Force control ability is required.

Luo Sanqian and Ye Xiao on the high platform turned their heads and glanced at each other, both of them with shock and jealousy in their eyes.

Chu Zhizhi then sat down on the seat, and the others on the high platform all sat down in turn after he sat down.

"Senior nephew Shu, you're here too." Chu Zhizhi looked at the blue-clothed middle-aged man on the seat of Lieyang Peak next to him, and said with a chuckle.

The blue-clothed middle-aged man of Lieyang Peak is surnamed Shu, and his name is Chunxia. He is the eldest disciple of Burning Sun Peak. Shu Chunxia saw the head of the door and wanted to get up and answer, but was stopped by Chu Zhizhi.

"Senior brother, there is still no news?" Chu Zhizhi looked at Shu Chunxia and asked in a deep voice slowly.

"Yes!" Shu Chunxia's face was gloomy, and he said in a cold tone.

"Hmm......" Chu Zhizhi sighed lightly, and there seemed to be unconcealable anger in his eyes.

Then the head Chu Zhizhi looked at the audience, his face was straight, and he gestured to the black-clothed worship Gao Gao in front of the competition platform. Gundam immediately nodded his head in understanding.

"The triennial entry competition of the miscellaneous disciples of the Sanyang Sect, the first thirty-two qualifying competitions have officially begun." Gouda said loudly.

"Please release the rules of this competition for us!" After Gundam finished speaking, he respectfully clenched his fists and said to Chu Zhizhi.

Everyone on the stage looked at the boss in unison, especially everyone in the audience looked at him eagerly.

"Ranked 32nd in this competition. The competition adopts the method of elimination, and the winner of the first round of the competition is eligible to participate in the competition for the top 16, and the loser continues to compete for the ranking of the last 16. ”

Finally, according to the order of ranking, each disciple submits a request for apprenticeship to the favorite peak, valley and courtyard, and each peak and valley courtyard can choose whether to accept disciples according to their needs. High-level weapons such as elemental weapons and intermediate runes are not allowed to be used in the competition. Chu Zhizhi's voice was light, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, reaching the ears of everyone in the audience.

Chu Zhizhi paused slightly, then looked at the audience and continued.

"In this competition......" His words paused for a moment, and then his words continued like beads.

"Obtain the chief disciple, reward a Yuan Weapon, 1,000 Yuan Stones, and enter the secret realm to practice for a month."

"Second seat, reward one yuan vessel, five hundred yuan stones." As soon as Chu Zhizhi's words fell, he suddenly shook the square like a rock. What a reward! This kind of reward is unprecedented in the history of the Sanyang Sect.

Everyone on the stage looked at him in shock. When everyone in the audience heard this, they immediately became commotionous. The thirty-two people standing in front of the crowd were even more excited. They all clenched their fists secretly, looking forward to this rich reward.

The peaks and valley lords and elders looked at Chu Zhizhi and seemed to be very puzzled by this. But Chu Zhizhi turned a blind eye to these people, and didn't seem to have the intention of asking for their opinions. Everyone looked at each other, but still no one asked aloud. On the one hand, there are their descendants in the audience to participate in this introductory competition, and they may be in their own homes. On the other hand, the head of Chu has become more and more famous recently, and no one dares to touch the mold.

At the beginning of the competition, sixteen pairs of disciples entered the competition platform neatly according to the drawing of lots.

On the test table, Yi Hao drew out the bladeless sword and stood at will.

"No Blade?"

"Senior Brother Jiandu's sword, how did it get into his hands?" Someone in the audience seemed to recognize the heavy sword.

On the opposite side of Yi Hao was a disciple of Ice Spirit Valley. In this qualifying competition, there were ten disciples of Ice Spirit Valley, accounting for nearly one-third.

This person is Luo Jiuwei, a disciple of Ice Spirit Valley. His hair is burnt yellow, his face is full of flesh, and his eyes are as narrow as a mouse. His arms were as thick as old trees, and his muscles were high and bulging, and they were very strong and powerful. He was broad-shouldered and tall, and stood like a heavy stone tower, whose movement could stir up a gust of wind.

Luo Jiuwei failed miserably in the entry competition three years ago, when his cultivation was only in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty. Later, Ice Spirit Valley accepted him as a miscellaneous disciple and vigorously supported him, and his cultivation entered the realm very quickly.

"Boy, just now the head of the house said that you can't take people's lives at will, and I will abide by it. But I can unload your limbs, so that you can't die, and you can remember the good of our Ice Spirit Valley for the rest of your life! Luo Jiuwei was holding a golden wolf knife with a half-yuan weapon, and he was extremely arrogant. As soon as he came to power, he unceremoniously threatened Yihao.

In his eyes, it seems that Yi Hao is already meat on the chopping board, and he can pinch it as much as he wants. Yi Hao smiled faintly, looked at Luo Jiuwei opposite, and his face became indifferent.

Luo Jiuwei is a strong person, and he is already a cultivator in the late stage of refining the Yuan. And it is the dual root of earth and gold, its power is huge, and it has always been fearless of death when fighting against people. Before the competition, Leng Daoan told the four people who participated in the competition one by one about the information he had collected.

"Come on, boy, let me weigh you how many pounds and taels you have!" Luo Jiuwei pointed at Yi Hao contemptuously and said.

"Split the mountain!" Yi Hao didn't drag the mud and water, snorted lightly, and used his swordsmanship to slash at Luo Jiuwei.

Luo Jiuwei swept with the golden wolf knife in his hand, and a golden sword light met the flying sword light. With a "bang", the sword and the sword met in the air and dissipated at the same time. Yi Hao and Luo Jiuwei did not move at all, and the first move was equally divided.

"Come again!" Yi Hao saw that Luo Jiuwei had some strength, and infinite battle intent surged in his heart. A "splitting mountain" turned into a swarthy sword, and it continued to slash at Luo Jiuwei.

Seeing this, Luo Jiuwei also became more and more fierce, and used his sword technique to face Yi Hao. The two continued to bombard each other, making everyone in the audience feel their eardrums hurt and they were dizzy.