The ranking battle in the Yudan period is over, and Bai Meng has won the eighth place in a row.

She had already tried her best, but she hadn't been able to use many spells for a long time.

"Well done." When he was rewarded, Wen Rujin encouraged, "You have only been married for a long time, and it is already good to have this record. Go back and keep working hard, and fight again next time."

Bai Menglian was very happy: "Thank you, Master."

When she retreated, she made eye contact with Bai Mengjin.

Bai Mengjin gave a thumbs up.

Bai Menglian mouthed and said: It's up to you next.

Bai Mengjin pursed his lips and smiled: Look, okay!

The disciples of Jiedan got off the cloud platform, and the next thing is the main event, the competition of the Yuan Infant Period.

The disciples looked at the gimbal, and Ling Yun spoke first, "Let's start!"

So the deacons and elders announced the beginning, and some disciples sent magic weapons and asked the sect master to draw lots.

I saw that in the transparent jar, the glass beads were tumbling in it, and each glass bead represented a Yuan Infant Monk. Ling Yun stretched out his finger and flicked it, and a glass bead jumped out and landed in the hands of the deacon elders.

The deacons and elders read the names of the people: "The first time, Liu Weaving and Yue Qingyang."

Liu Weaving belongs to Peach Blossom Peak and is also a disciple of Wen Rujin. The Liu family is one of the families that are attached to the Wuji Sect, and there are many excellent disciples, when she first started, the female disciple Liu Danqing who invited her to play in Liuyue City was Liu Weaving's niece.

As for Yue Qingyang, he was a disciple of the previous generation, a junior disciple of Yang Xiangtian. His disciple Yang Feichuan and Ying Shaoguang have a good relationship and are often inseparable.

A next-generation cutting-edge, a previous generation of seniors, this competition is quite interesting.

Liu Zhifei stepped up to the stage, saluted the surroundings, and raised his fist lightly at Yue: "Disciple is offended, please forgive Uncle Yue."

Yue Qingyang smiled and said, "There is no uncle in the ring, and Senior Nephew Liu is bold to make a move, regardless of whether he wins or loses."

"Yes."

Liu Zhi raised his hand, but saw pieces of fallen leaves flying, his body turned into light and shadow, and rushed towards Yue Feiyang.

Ling Bufei looked at it for a while and asked the person next to him, "Hey, who do you think will win?"

Bai Mengjin replied, "Uncle Yue."

Ling Bufei looked at her in surprise: "So sure?"

Bai Mengjin smiled: "Senior Sister Liu's strength is not weak, but Uncle Yue's old daughter is a huge slippery...... I believe in my own vision."

If she had changed to an ordinary opponent, Yanagiori would have won with a high probability, and who told her that she had bad luck and met one of the most difficult opponents.

Sure enough, at the beginning, the two were evenly matched, and the more they got to the back, Yanagi was frustrated every time - it seemed that he was not falling behind on the scene, but he always suffered a loss in the confrontation, which was obviously a problem of combat experience.

The disciples below didn't see it deeply enough, so they felt that it was very exciting, and they applauded from time to time. You must know that the spells of the Yuan Infant Period are earth-shattering, and it is a trivial matter to really fight and raze the mountain, that is, at this time, there is a sect ban, so you can see it really.

After a hundred moves like this, Yue Qingyang finally laid the victory with one move, and Liu Zhi fell off the ring lightly, sighed, and clenched his fists to admit defeat.

"Hahaha, I won the bet, Senior Sister Yu, give money!" In the bottom of a colorful shed, a group of disciples surrounded Senior Sister Yu to beg for gambling money.

"Don't squeeze, all line up, will I disown if I have a chip?" Senior Sister Yu was not angry.

Another group of disciples who were holding on to Yanagi were dejected: "Why did you lose? Obviously, it looks similar, but Senior Sister Liu still has less luck."

There was a disciple next to him who dismantled the stage: "That's because you didn't understand, look at Senior Sister Yu's odds, it's obvious that Senior Uncle Yue has a high winning rate!"

"That's it, Senior Sister Yu dares to open a gambling game, and her eyes are sharp!"

Speaking of which, the candidates for the next game also came out.

Baili Xu and Shen Hanqiu.

A group of people gathered around again, shouting noisily, "Senior Sister Yu, what are the odds this time?"

"Are you optimistic about Senior Brother Baili or Senior Sister Shen?"

On the gimbal, Ling Bufei raised his eyebrows: "Senior Sister Shen!"

Shen Hanqiu is Uncle Gan

's disciples, who were not outstanding in Jindan before, who knew that they went out and successfully got married, I don't know if it was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, or lucky.

Bai Mengjin had never heard of this name in her previous life, and she didn't think it was strong enough for her to remember, so she said, "Baili is fine."

Ling Bufei nodded, he was also very confident.

The battle soon began, and Bai Lixu and Shen Hanqiu tested each other, but they didn't stay any longer. The sword cultivator's fight was already gorgeous, and for a while, the square was full of disciples' exclamations.

More than a dozen beckons, Baili Xu took the initiative, and under his thunderous attack, Shen Hanqiu supported dozens of moves, and finally called out for failure and stepped down to admit defeat.

The competition continued.

The next game drawn is Qiu Yinong, and her opponent happens to be the grandson of the Taoist Palace Sect.

Although Master Sun is only a Yuan Baby, the strength of the talisman is ranked first in the entire Wuji Sect, and Senior Sister Yu did not hesitate much, so she set the high odds on the side of Qiu Yinong.

A disciple smiled and said, "Senior Sister Yu, you set Senior Sister Qiu's odds so high, if she wins, you will lose miserably."

Senior Sister Yu sneered, "I'll talk about it when I lose it."

The disciples below don't know, she is the same batch as Qiu Yinong, don't you know? This Senior Sister Qiu is also lucky, she took advantage of the karma of her elders to worship under the sect master, and in terms of strength, not to mention You Yan, even Shen Hanqiu is more stable than her.

Just thinking about it like this, Qiu Yinong and Sun Fuzi began.

Sun Fuzi drew talismans in the void, and the golden light runes were punched out one by one, almost sealing the autumn retreat.

Ling Bufei was bored, and bit his mouth: "Master Sun is also too upright, Senior Sister Qiu is a disciple of the sect master, so let her lose a little better!"

Bai Mengjin didn't pay attention to it, but suddenly his brows jumped, and he blurted out: "That's not right!"

The words fell, and the situation in the ring suddenly changed. Qiu Yinong raised his hand and waved, and the silk on his hand pierced the true yuan, and struck at a golden rune. This was an ordinary wave, but a powerful force suddenly emitted, and with a "boom", the runes shattered into pieces.

Qiu Yinong's body turned sharply, and the shawl continued to dance, and every time he struck, he could feel the overwhelming pressure, "Boom! Boom!" After a few sounds, the talisman array laid by Sun Fuzi was shattered by her one by one.

Sun Fuzi was also greatly surprised, and hurriedly redrew the talisman.

However, no matter what talisman he used or how much force he used, they were all shattered one by one under the spell of Autumn Mood......

Autumn is like frost, and it sweeps the past mercilessly, and the mana used is getting stronger and stronger.

Master Sun finally couldn't hold it anymore and vomited blood.

Seeing that Qiu Yinong had no intention of stopping, the deacon elder immediately intervened and slapped out with a palm: "Stop!"

There was a dull sound, and the ban was pressed, and the autumn mood finally couldn't move.

The deacons and elders swept over her and announced, "Autumn is in full swing."

Autumn is as strong as waking up from a dream, and he bows and salutes: "The disciple has not stopped for a while, please forgive me."

Master Sun shook his head, didn't say a word, and withdrew with the help of the doctor.

At the end of the competition, there was silence for a while.