"You...... If you dare to kill the disciples of our Law Enforcement Temple, you will pay the price. ”

Xiao Chen's eyes widened, he said a word, and then fell to the ground with Yuan Rong.

If it is a reasonable law enforcement, Huang Quan has nothing to say. But this so-called law enforcement is selectively blind, and Huang Quan will never get used to them.

Early the next morning, he went directly to the Wubang Hall to participate in the Wubang Competition.

The Wubang Competition, held once every three years, is limited to inner and outer disciples. For the Immortal Mansion, it is a rare event, which means that a new genius seedling is emerging.

Therefore, many characters who do not appear often will come to watch.

This is a huge square in the shape of eight trigrams, surrounded by eight large squares, which are the auditoriums, and the circular open space in the middle of the three miles square is used for the disciples to fight.

When Huang Quan arrived at the Wubang Palace, the audience seats around him were already full.

As soon as he swept his eyes, he found Yan Xue's figure, all fiery red, very conspicuous, she was sitting alone on the bench, and there was no one else around.

And in the north of the square, on the high platform, there is an elder wearing a purple robe, this person is the elder of the outer gate, in charge of all the affairs of the outer gate, and today's martial arts competition is presided over by him.

Don't look at this person as an elder of the outer gate, but with his purple robe, it is enough to show that this person's status is not low.

In addition to the audience, there are no less than two or three thousand disciples who came to participate in the martial arts competition today.

Everyone is sharpening their knives, if they can compete for a seat on the martial arts list, then they will directly become famous, which is better than the effect of killing people.

"Quiet, today is the triennial martial arts competition of this immortal mansion, and now this elder announces that in this martial arts competition, the first place winner will be rewarded with a drop of essence blood from the three-hundred-year-old giant demon core and alchemy elder, and a Jiazi Dan refined."

At this time, the elder of the outer gate stood up and spoke in a sound wave, causing everyone to exclaim.

This prize is absolutely huge!

Because the disciples of the Martial Dao Tenfold, if they get this kind of Jiazi Dan that greatly replenishes blood and qi, they can impact the realm of human immortals.

"Now, the Wubang Competition has officially begun, the first one, a big smash."

As he spoke, the elder of the outer gate waved his hand and shot out a powerful spiritual power, and on the square three miles square, there were immediately one after another, and the fighting platforms built with spiritual power were as transparent as ice sculptures.

"Disciples participating in the competition, please take the stage, each find an opponent, as long as they defeat it, they can enter the next round."

As soon as these words came out, two or three thousand disciples jumped onto the high platform one after another and fought directly.

In an instant, two or three thousand disciples each used a special move to fight, and the sound of swords and iron fists colliding was endless, and the picture was extremely shocking.

This transparent fighting ring allows the audience to see clearly, and can also prevent black hands or cheating.

Huang Quan also picked a battle platform at random, and his opponent was an outer disciple of the Ninth Fold.

He roared and rushed towards Huang Quan, who was knocked away by Huang Quan's punch.

"It's so strong, I admit defeat."

The disciple of the Nine Cultivators walked off the platform with a depressed expression.

Huang Quan's punch just now made him feel that the gap between himself and Huang Quan was too big.

"Ouyang will be promoted to immortal tomorrow, and he will no longer be able to participate in the martial arts competition."

At this time, a young man wearing a cloud-white brocade robe with a very round face slowly walked to Yan Xue's side.

This person has a deep breath, and at first glance he is a top master, he originally wanted to sit closer to Yan Xue, but found that the other party was expressionless, and he didn't even look at him, looking like he was rejecting people thousands of miles away.

So it was better for him to sit farther away, so as not to provoke this Yan madman.

"Senior Brother Nan Huaili, also come to watch the Wubang Competition."

Many disciples also saw this young man, and all of them shrank their necks and their faces leaked with reverence.

Just because this person is very big, he is the fourth master in the immortal list, and he is known as the fourth person in the younger generation of the immortal mansion.

"However, Senior Sister Yan Xue, it seems that she is more optimistic about the newcomer Huang Quan, and she has also relieved him of the siege, this son has been in the limelight recently, why don't we take a gamble?"

Nan Huaili's round face smiled mysteriously.

"How do you want to bet?" Yan Xue didn't look back, and said coldly.

"You are optimistic about Huang Quan, and I am optimistic about Lin Yu, let's have a play."

Nan Huaili said, his eyes staring at the fighting ring, an outer disciple with loose hair. This person is very strong, no matter what the opponent is, it is a one-trick solution, and there is no other majesty.

"The outer disciple you support is Qin Feng, you don't bet on Qin Feng, but you want to bet on Lin Yu, who is supported by Senior Brother Bai, and you want to set me up?"

Yan Xue's tone was still cold.

In the Immortal Mansion, every true disciple will take out his own surplus resources to support some outer disciples, and in the future, these outer disciples will grow up and become true disciples, and they can become their forces, which can be regarded as an investment.

And Nan Huaili, who is fourth on the immortal list, has always supported a disciple named Qin Feng, but now he does not bet on Qin Feng, but bets on Lin Yu, who is supported by Bai Zitong, which shows the sinister nature of his intentions.

And that Lin Yu is the old number one on the martial arts list, known as the first day of the outer gate, and has the potential to become the second Bai Zitong.

"Senior Sister Yan Xue said this, don't you dare?"

A touch of sinister flashed on Nan Huaili's round face, he knew that for people like Yan Xue, as long as he was slightly stimulated, the other party would fall into the trap.

Yan Xue kept looking at Huang Quan's figure, as if she wanted to see every move and style of his eyes.

"Senior Brother Zuo, what do you want to bet on?"

Yan Xue's tone was light.

When Nan Huaili heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked, knowing that his plan was going to succeed.

"Recently, senior brother, I have been short of money, and I am a little short of spirit stones, so let's block 100,000 spirit stones."

100,000 lower grade spirit stones, exchanged for Baicao Dan, is one million grains, 10 million taels of gold.

"100,000 lower grade spirit stones?"

As soon as this number was said, even Yan Xue's cold face was slightly moved.

When Nan Huaili saw Yan Xue's reaction, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, this Yan madman has always been cold and arrogant, and he doesn't eat oil and salt. I let her eat deflated this time, which can be regarded as beating her limelight.

"That's right, 100,000 lower grade spirit stones, if Senior Sister Yan thinks it's too much, 50,000 is fine."

Nan Huaili was afraid that Yan Xue would not agree, so he took the initiative to lower the price. He's really tight on money lately, so if he can make a fortune, he can't lose anyway.

"It's not much, I think it's too little, bet 100,000 high-grade spirit stones."

Yan Xue's tone was cold.

Nan Huaili hurriedly swallowed his saliva, froze in place, and secretly said that this crazy woman is really a madman.

One hundred thousand medium-grade spirit stones are one hundred thousand pure yang pills, and even his level can meet the daily needs of several years.

"Okay, the middle grade is the middle grade, a word is decided, let's take out their respective magic weapons and use them as tokens, so as not to be cheated by someone when they get it."

Nan Huaili gritted his teeth, his hands trembled slightly, and secretly said that he was going to make a fortune this time.

With a wave of her hand, Yan Xue took a snow-white flying sword, surrounded by aura, and flew out of the storage ring, hanging in the air ten steps away.

It is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, the Ice and Snow Fairy Sword.

Seeing this, Nan Huaili also waved his hand, and a fiery red fairy sword flew out, juxtaposed with the ice and snow fairy sword.

His sword, with a wider blade, is called Red Flame, and it is also a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

Although the medium-grade spirit weapon is sold directly, it is not worth 100,000 pure yang pills, but as long as it is taken out as a token, even if it is announced to everyone, there is no fear that the other party will repay the debt.

After placing the bet, Nan Huaili also sat on the chair and began to watch the fight seriously.

Huang Quan has defeated more than a dozen outer disciples in a row, because the first game is an audition, and the opponents are generally weak, all of them are ninefold and tenfold cultivation, and the combat power is very weak, all of them win with one move.

In addition to Huang Quan, there are several people whose performance is also very eye-catching, such as that Lin Yu, who is fierce and domineering, and has already defeated more than 20 opponents, some of whom were directly broken by him, and all the outer disciples were afraid of him to death.

Then, a disciple named Ye Chen also performed well, defeating twenty opponents.

In less than an hour, the audition was completed, and two or three thousand disciples were eliminated ninety into nine, and only ten people were left to compete for the final martial arts rankings.

These ten people are all well-known elites in the outer gate, except for Huang Quan, of course.

Huang Quanneng stood side by side with these ten people, and many people were very surprised, because he was a new face to most people, and there were not many people who knew him.

Du Biao also came to participate in the martial arts competition, but he was brushed down and ranked fourteenth.

"My brother is in the top ten, and I am in the top ten."

He said loudly and calmly walked to the audience, although no one paid attention to him, he was still happy.

"In the second qualifying match, ten people will play against each other in two groups, and it will start."

The Outer Gate Elder announced, and with a wave of his arm, the countless fighting platforms directly merged into five one-mile-square fighting platforms.

Huang Quan's opponent was a mighty young man with a meteor hammer in his hand, and this person was originally also a disciple of Wubang.

He is confident that if there are no accidents, he will continue to win the martial arts rankings, and even have a chance to compete for that Jiazi Great Dan.

He roared angrily, the iron chain in his hand was thrown into a circle, the meteor hammer was vigorous, and the thick blood of the warrior spread around, making it difficult for people to get close.

Huang Quan's face was expressionless, holding a long sword in his hand, stepping on the seven-star step, and his body disappeared directly from the spot.

The next moment, he had already appeared in front of the mighty young man, and drawing his sword was a slash.

Laugh at......

The mighty young man felt that the cold light flashed in front of him, and the strong strength of his body came to an abrupt end, and the meteor hammer that was originally thrown into a circle also flew out of his hand, almost hitting an audience.

He looked down at his right arm, and a blood mark appeared, and Huang Quan cut off his meridians with a single sword, making him no longer able to run the blood qi of a martial artist.

"What a quick sword."

The mighty young man muttered to himself, his face incredulous.

"Accept it, senior brother, hurry up and treat the meridians." Huang Quan said to him.

"Thank you for not killing."

This mighty young man, but also a person who can afford to lose, is neither humble nor arrogant, turned around and stepped down, went to the Holy Hand Hall to find the elders, and helped him heal the meridians.