Early the next morning, while the seven Hitomi were still immersed in their own cultivation, the guards here knocked on their courtyard door. Please Baidu search (product book network) to see the most complete! The fastest update!

"Come out and gather, the game time is advanced, it starts in an hour, and if you don't wait after the expiration date, it will be counted as a waiver." The tone is stiff and unrelenting.

The seven people of the night pupil couldn't stop their cultivation, and walked out a little confused, which caught them off guard, and they were completely unprepared.

"Alright, come with me." The guard saw that the seven people had come out, and walked forward after saying this sentence with a blank face.

Although he was puzzled, the Night Pupil Seven still followed his pace closely.

"Night pupils, Zixi!" Xiao Ning saw them running over excitedly, and it seemed that they had received the same notification.

The two teams met again.

"What's going on? Didn't you say three days later? Night Hitomi couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know, anyway, the Perfect Hall has always been very willful." Xiao Ning also looked puzzled, and lowered his voice when he said that he was behind, for fear of being heard by the guards leading the way in front.

In full of doubts, everyone was taken to a huge open-air square, and Yang was the battle platform. They were the first to arrive and haven't seen anyone else.

"Wait here." The guard casually left after a sentence, leaving the night pupils to look at each other.

As time passed, several teams came here one after another, but there were not the people that the Night Pupils were looking forward to seeing.

The hour has arrived, but there are still very few teams present, probably eight or nine.

There is still no trace of Huang Qianling and Bingqian, which makes the night pupils a little disappointed, obviously they are also in the top ten, they probably didn't expect the game to start so soon, and they didn't have time to arrive. After all, no one expected that the event would end one day and start the next link, if it weren't for the fact that the seven people of the night pupil didn't stay in the previous city, I'm afraid they would have missed it.

At this time, on the other side of the square, ten people in yellow robes appeared, walking to the side of the battle platform and standing in a row, their waists also embroidered with a pair of slender wings, which should be the status symbol of the perfect palace.

They all looked young, about the same age as the Night Pupil Seven, and their eyes were full of pride, as if they were a little disdainful of these foreign cultivators.

Immediately, a black-robed old man appeared out of thin air on the battle platform, he looked ahead, said the rules and stepped aside, and did not say a word of nonsense.

"Each team of foreign cultivators sends one person at a time to randomly select these ten people to fight, and one point will be accumulated if they win, and the one with the highest number of points wins."

This rule made everyone a little speechless, which was too casual, but it made the game very simple and fast, so that they couldn't refute it, after all, the secret journey some time ago had made them very tired, so it was better to end it quickly.

But for some reason, Night Hitomi felt that all this was full of haste, which made her feel an indescribable weirdness.

"Oh, by the way, settle the points after an hour, you only have this hour to challenge." The black-robed old man added leisurely in the audience.

Looking at his understatement and even a little impatient, everyone had a trace of anger, is this the hospitality of the perfect palace? Is it too much to look down on them like this?

But no one spoke out to question, but stepped on the battle stage to choose their opponents, wanting to use the battle to express their anger.

The battle platform has enough space for several people to fight at the same time, and the square suddenly becomes lively.

The Night Pupil Seven don't have a field for the time being, because they can't see the opponent's strength clearly at all, and rash field is not their style.

"Wait...... You still don't want to show up. Xiao Ning walked over to the night pupil and looked at the stage worriedly.

"Why?"

"Each of these ten people is very strong, and their strength is at least at the ninth order of the Spirit King, and some of them have even stepped into the next realm in half a step." Xiao Ning's tone was full of solemnity, and there was only one Spirit King Ninth Order in her team, which he also told her.

It's no wonder that the people of the Perfect Hall want to set such rules, and they are not afraid of being wheeled at all, not only because they have absolute confidence in themselves, but also because the strong people sent out have a certain strength advantage.

Sure enough, it hadn't been long before the side of the Perfect Hall had won an overwhelming victory, and the cultivators from outside had lost a bit miserably.

In fact, the young powerhouses who were sent to the perfect hall of the competition this time were also a little helpless, and they were originally set to be younger than them, but they were suddenly replaced by them inexplicably, not because they were proud, but because this unfair and unchallenging test made them feel very boring.

The situation suddenly became a little awkward, and neither the challenger nor the challenged person had much interest in this trial.

At this time, the black-robed old man said slowly: "If no one can defeat the powerhouse of my Perfect Palace, this trial will be considered a draw." ”

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were a little more comfortable, and it was not so difficult to accept that they had lost. As a result, their desire to win has weakened a lot.

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