Tianyun Sect, Shenwu Temple.

Magnificent and majestic, the scene is immense, and under the solemn plaque, the crowd is ready to move, all ready to show off their skills and become famous.

Song Li entered the venue and set off a commotion, everyone retreated to make way for a crowd, Zhuge Xingyun followed lazily, and took the opportunity to say hello to all the senior brothers with the attention of everyone: "Everyone ......"

It's just that his flipping move caused a burst of sighs, among which Lu Daoyou and a bunch of people were particularly eye-catching, grinding their fists and palms, and their words were excessive, and countless cold lights shot towards Zhuge Xingyun, and there was indeed a chill that climbed enthusiastically.

The annual meeting of Wu is a grand event of the Tianyun Sect, which is divided into two major waves.

Yuxu Peak lives alone in one line, and Ouyang Hua, Situ Mu and Cheng Yifeng of Yuzhu Peak are each in one line, and they are drawn by twelve outstanding disciples of the inner sect to compete by lot, and the top three are selected to give rich rewards.

The rest of the outer disciples will draw lots to participate in the martial arts, and the victors will be selected by the three elders, and they will have the opportunity to be promoted to outstanding inner disciples and participate in the martial arts of the outstanding disciples of the inner sect next year.

There are three participants in the Yuxu Peak lineage, and Elder Cheng Yifeng Cheng has only one closed disciple, named Chu Jianhua, who has a low-key personality and rarely appears in front of people.

"Senior Brother Song, why does Elder Cheng only have one disciple?" Zhuge Xingyun frowned lightly, feeling a little strange.

Song Li looked at Chu Jianhua and noticed that his cultivation had reached a higher level, he inexplicably felt a pressure, and said involuntarily: "Elder Cheng likes to be pure, so he only accepted one closed disciple. ”

Zhuge Xingyun nodded and said, "Elder Cheng has stayed in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion all the year round, but he has no quarrel with the world, and he is indeed a person who likes to be pure. ”

Song Li glanced at him before he said solemnly: "Don't look at Elder Cheng, there is only one closed disciple, but his cultivation is unfathomable, and he almost fell to him last year. ”

This surprised Zhuge Xingyun, and he couldn't help but glance at Chu Jianhua more, and found that this senior brother had an indifferent expression, standing as serious as an ancient pine.

It really gives people a sense of unfathomability!

There are five descendants under Elder Ouyang, because of the limited number of places, the young Tong Xiaoxin chose to abstain, and the remaining four places are the eldest disciple Fan Mo, the second disciple Ning Haoran, the third disciple Jiang Xiao and the fourth disciple Mo Xiaofei.

Under Elder Situ there are the eldest disciple Hong Jun, the second disciple Lu Daoyou, the third disciple Wen Yan and the fourth disciple Meng Fei.

The twelve disciples under the four veins will be divided into six groups of duels, and the winners of the six will be drawn again, divided into three groups of duels, and the top three will be drawn again to duel until the leader.

The strength of these inner disciples is not bad, and Zhuge Xingyun's ability to enter the list is completely due to his identity, otherwise he would not be eligible for the competition at all with his cultivation.

"Senior Brother Song, who are the other two senior brothers in the top three last year?" Zhuge Xingyun was just out of curiosity, and he had no intention of winning the finals at all, the key was that his strength did not allow it.

Song Li said: "Last year, apart from me, it was Elder Cheng's closed disciple Chu Jianhua, and Elder Ouyang's eldest disciple Fan Mo. ”

Zhuge Xingyun followed Song Li's gaze and looked at Fan Mo in front of him, he was talented and talented, but it was a pity that there was Song Li in front of him, so he was in the limelight and fell behind everywhere.

When Song Li looked at Fan Mo, he happened to look at it too, although his eyes seemed to be harmonious on the surface, Zhuge Xingyun had a-for-tat sharpness from it.

The annual martial arts meeting seems to be just a competition with the same door, but in fact, it is secretly turbulent, just like Lu Daoyou at this moment, his eyes have never left Zhuge Xingyun, if his eyes can be turned into a sharp sword, Zhuge Xingyun is already full of swords.

As everyone held their breath and concentrated, a figure slowly fell from the Jade Void Peak, and the Ziyang real person stepped on the white crane, and the immortals could not be forced to look at them like mortals.

Next to the head master, there was a girl in white, who was eye-catching and slender, and was regarded as a pure saint, it was Lin Yuyao of the Jade Void Peak.

If it is said that the appearance of the head master is regarded as an immortal descending to earth, and they all hold their breath and wait respectfully, then Lin Miaoyao's appearance is about to come out with great expectations.

In the Tianyun Sect, Lin Yuyao is the goddess of everyone's dreams, which can be described as a talented and iceberg beauty, especially her glimpse, which is enough to melt the thousand-year-old iceberg.

Of course, these are all exaggerated descriptions by the senior brothers, and Zhuge Xingyun seems to have been infected, so he took it seriously to watch this iceberg beauty.

Maybe it's because the two of them don't speculate, Zhuge Xingyun has never regarded her as a woman, and now from the perspective of viewing, it is indeed beautiful.

The crane hissed when it landed on the ground, and only then did it flutter its wings and soar into the sky, and Ziyang Zhenren was already sitting on the Taishi chair, and it was Ouyang Hua and Situ Mu who were seated on the left and right.

Cheng Yifeng stood on the stage and shouted at the top of his voice: "Please invite the twelve disciples from the inner door to come to the stage to draw lots." ”

"Little junior brother, what are you still doing in a daze?" Song Li, who walked out, saw Zhuge Xingyun stunned in place, and turned back and said, "Let's go!"

Zhuge Xingyun scratched his head with a red face and said, "Senior Brother Song, I'm so nervous that I want to die, what should I do?"

Song Li dragged Zhuge Xingyun away regardless of it, and said in his mouth: "What are you nervous about? You just make up a number, and you can just deal with a few times and admit defeat." ”

This is a good idea, but when I think about it, so many pairs of eyes are watching, how embarrassing it is to admit defeat, not to mention how to be a person in the future, I can't hold it on the face of the master, and the more I think about it, the more melancholy I feel.

Cheng Yifeng prepared a bamboo tube, and there were twelve bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube, and the end of the bamboo stick was marked with numbers from one to six, and the same number was the two sides of the duel.

The form of the draw was to line up, and the three disciples of Yuxu Peak went first, followed by Song Li, Lin Yuyao, and then Zhuge Xingyun.

When Cheng Yifeng saw Zhuge Xingyun, he stroked his beard and showed a smile, and said softly: "Young man, take care of you!"

Who knows the pain in Zhuge Xingyun's heart, the sentence "optimistic about you" is an encouragement to say that it sounds good, but then again, it's not your face that you lose!

After the draw was over, Cheng Yifeng stood in the middle of the crowd and said loudly: "The two who won the No. 1 lot, please stand up." ”

Everyone looked at each other, and they all secretly glanced at the bamboo sticks in their hands, and then, they saw Chu Jianhua take a step forward and stand up, and the next person who stood up was Fan Mo, the eldest disciple under Elder Ouyang.

Everyone in the audience immediately discussed, because in addition to Song Li, these two are the biggest dark horses of the year, but now they have to fight hard, and they have to eliminate a strong man in the first game, which is indeed a bit cruel.

But a few people on the stage have another idea, they don't have to meet such a tough opponent in the first round, which is really lucky, and no matter who they are eliminated, there will be one less strong opponent next.

"Senior Brother Song, you are stable with this leader. Although Zhuge Xingyun was worried, if Song Li continued to win the top spot, even if he lost ugly, maybe the master would pass as soon as he was happy.

Song Li glanced at him, and then looked at Chu Jianhua and Fan Mo, there was a look of frustration in his eyes, after all, in his heart, these two were his real opponents.

This also proves the loneliness of being a strong man!

Cheng Yifeng accepted the two sticks and announced: "In the first round, Chu Jianhua will fight against Fan Mo, please come forward with the disciple who got the second lot." ”

This time, it was Lu Daoyou and Meng Fei who stood up, and it turned out to be a duel in the same vein, which was really a bit wronged.

The third group is Hong Jun vs. Ning Haoran, it is said that the two are similar in strength, and it seems that it must be an exciting showdown.

Cheng Yifeng shouted loudly: "Please stand up for the two disciples who drew the No. 4 lot." ”

Mo Xiaofei first glanced around and found that no one stood up first, so he took a step forward and handed the No. 4 sign in his hand to Cheng Yifeng.

Cheng Yifeng looked around but found that no one stood up, so he shouted again: "Please stand up with the disciple holding the No. 4 sign." ”

Zhuge Xingyun, who was outside the world, trembled, and immediately glanced at the bamboo stick in his hand, it was the No. 4 stick that he shouted, so he scratched his head and stood out embarrassedly.

"It's you?" Mo Xiaofei pointed at Zhuge Xingyun in surprise, and then added: "Little junior brother, didn't you change your career to logging?"

Her words caused the audience to laugh, and finally heard Ziyang Zhenren's cough to calm the audience.

Cheng Yifeng whispered: "Boy, I originally thought that if I met my apprentice, let his subordinates show mercy, hey, you ask for more blessings." ”

Zhuge Xingyun first thanked him for his kindness, then glared at Mo Xiaofei fiercely, and muttered in a low voice: "You melon baby, hum." ”

Mo Xiaofei didn't look like a stingy person, he snorted coldly, shrugged his shoulders and smiled indifferently, and returned to the team.

The result of the next draw was the No. 5 draw Lin Xiaoyao vs. Jiang Xiao, and the No. 6 draw was Song Li vs. Wen Yan.

After discussion and decision by the elders, in order to save time, the order of the competition remains unchanged, but the two groups face each other at the same time, that is, Fan Mo, who is a dark horse, fights Chu Jianhua, and Lu Daoyou fights Meng Fei, a junior brother of the same lineage.

Since the strength duel between Chu Jianhua and Fan Mo is more interesting, there are more topics to watch, and Elder Situ and Elder Ouyang are both referees.

On the other hand, looking at the cannibalism between Lu Daoyou and Meng Fei, who is in the same vein, guesses that it is also a comparison, and there is no need to compromise his strength, so there are relatively few spectators, and Cheng Yifeng, as a referee, is also more depressed.

At the beginning of the competition, both of them put on a full posture, but the result was a big surprise, because Meng Fei directly tilted his body, fell off the ring without even mixing his feet, and said shamelessly: "Senior Brother Lu, your magic skills are in the world." ”

Cheng Yifeng could only announce: "The result of the No. 2 signing duel, Lu Daoyou wins!"

Zhuge Xingyun was originally worried that he would meet Lu Daoyou later, so he wanted to explore his strength, and he was speechless to the extreme when he saw this scene, and he also added fuel to everyone's sighs.

"What am I thinking? Senior Sister Mo can't pass that level, how can I meet him?" Thinking of this, Zhuge Xingyun secretly scolded and turned to see the strength of the two dark horses.

The crowd under the ring was enthusiastic, and the water that was blocked before it started was impassable, and Zhuge Xingyun had the strength to get in.

"Senior Brother Chu's cultivation is said to be at the sixth layer of the Yuqing Realm, and it seems that he has won steadily. ”

"No, Senior Brother Fan Mo also broke through the sixth layer, don't you know?"

"Even so, what about the beginning, the peak, not the same day......"

"Little junior brother, which of the two do you think will win?" Yuan Bao squeezed next to Zhuge Xingyun and asked quietly.

Zhuge Xingyun didn't know much about the cultivation of the two senior brothers, so he couldn't make a big fuss, shook his head and said, "It's hard to say. ”

Yuan Bao nodded brainlessly, and asked again: "Little junior brother, then do you have a chance of winning the competition with Senior Sister Mo?"