After two rounds of competition, the number of people left in the square of the main hall of Qinglian Peak was even smaller.

At this time, there were more disciples around the square who watched. The viewing platform has long been overcrowded. On the trees and rocks all around, there were disciples waiting for each other.

Wu Jianming, who was on the review platform, looked at the only remaining disciple of Baiyun Peak in the phalanx below, and he also blamed himself a little in his heart for being too Buddhist over the years, and Bai Yunfeng had withered to such a point.

He couldn't help but ask himself: "Am I not suitable to be the master of a peak?" He saw that the other three peaks were full of talents and elites, and he felt very uncomfortable.

The elders of the other peaks saw that there was still a disciple in Baiyun Peak, and they couldn't help but inquire about it, and learned that this disciple turned out to be Wu Ming, who had not been able to cultivate for more than ten years. I couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

The disciples on the sidelines exchanged heads and talked about each other. Many of the eliminated disciples showed unwilling expressions, especially when they saw that Wu Ming, the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, was so lucky and entered this round of competition.

"Bai Yunfeng, this lone seedling disciple, is really lucky, he can't stop it!"

"If I had faced such a weak opponent both times, I would have made it to the third round now."

"This kid has stepped on shit twice."

"It's only three things, I'll see how he can pass this round!"

All kinds of afterthoughts, sour words came and went one after another in the crowd, and many people hated that they didn't have the good luck of Wu Ming, and they were eliminated early.

Han Qianyu didn't expect Wu Ming to stubbornly advance to the third round of the competition, and he became more and more angry in his heart. The beauty and charm that she was proud of, but she didn't expect it to be useless in front of Wu Ming, which made her vanity take a hit.

She tried her best to get Wu Mingbai to fall under her flowing immortal skirt, and then abandon him like garbage, so as to relieve the hatred in her heart.

"There aren't so many weak opponents in the third round, and your luck should run out." Han Qianyu's eyes were slightly cold, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of indifferent ridicule.

Standing on the left and right of Wu Ming were Hao Zilang and Du Qing, and the two of them would not take this remaining sixth-layer junior disciple of the Qi Refining Realm in Baiyun Peak in their eyes at all. The two Tianjiao both looked up at the rostrum of the hall above, their breath was calm, and they silently exuded their aura, trying to suppress each other in momentum.

Wu Ming stood between the two of them, his face did not change, his eyes did not squint, and his body was silently running the "Sutra of the Past Life", the purple qi in the meridians and dantians was dense, and the streams were murmuring.

Hong Zhen next to him was a little interested in Wu Ming, his eyes flashed brightly, he looked Wu Ming up and down, and said secretly: "It is so easy to be in the momentum of these two Tianjiao, Wu Ming is not simple!" ”

Elder Hong continued to preside over the third round of the match, and still according to the previous rules of the game, Wu Ming and his opponent quickly stood in the center of the competition platform.

The opponent is the senior sister of the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Realm, and her aura is still a little unstable, so she should have just broken through to the seventh layer of Qi Refining recently.

There were obviously more than twice as many people in the audience who came to watch Wu Ming's game than in the previous game, and these people just wanted to see Wu Ming's jokes.

"Senior brother, I admire your luck, but unfortunately there are no weaklings in the third round, so you just admit defeat obediently, otherwise I don't have a serious senior sister, and it will be bad to hurt you." On the opposite side was a senior sister of Yufeng, who looked extremely weak, but said very ruthless words.

"It's impossible to admit defeat, don't worry, I won't slap you in the face,." Wu Ming rarely teased the other party.

"Senior brother, don't be quick to speak, and see who hits whose face for a while." Senior Sister Yufeng smiled weakly, swayed her willow waist lightly, and walked to the opposite side of Wu Ming.

"It's game on." The referee had no intention of watching the two bickering, and decisively shouted the start of the game.

Wu Ming casually drew his sword and pointed at the other party, and said loudly: "Senior sister, please advise." ”

Senior Sister Yufeng smiled shyly, holding the handle of the sword in her hand, her momentum suddenly changed, and her aura tried to lock on to Wu Ming. At first glance, I didn't think there was anything special about Wu Ming, but now I started to feel a little bad, the other party's momentum was erratic, and he couldn't lock it at all.

There was a faint sense of crisis in several empty places in herself, she hadn't felt like this for a long time, except for a few elders from Yufeng, who would give her such a feeling, even when facing Senior Sister Du Qing, she wouldn't have such pressure.

"It's a little weird, but it doesn't scare me." Senior Sister Yufeng snorted, her figure flashed rapidly, and she rushed up quickly with a series of three killing moves.

Wu Ming watched his opponent rush up, and it was still easy to catch seven or eight flaws, and he was a little suspicious in his heart: "Is the opponent really so weak?" Why are there so many flaws? ”

He still raised his sword, and a sword light flashed, and the Xuantie sword shot towards the other party like lightning. He changed direction a little halfway, swept the sword body, and slapped Senior Sister Yufeng, who had no time to dodge, three times in a row, shaking it back again and again, and the sword in his hand suddenly fell to the ground unsteadily.

The referee elder quickly declared Wu Ming the winner and handed over the winning jade medal.

There was an uproar from the crowd on the outside.

"What's the situation! Am I dazzled! ”

"I see that this Senior Sister Yufeng's breath is unstable, she should have just broken through the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Realm, this kid is still so lucky."

"Senior brother Gaojian, it's still lucky!"

"This guy is so lucky, why don't I have such luck."

"This kind of strength can enter the top 32, it's unreasonable."

"I'm not convinced, why can he enter the top 32."

Many sect disciples were coaxing below, they couldn't see Wu Ming's jokes, and they were a little annoyed and angry. So they booed one after another, mocking Wu Minglai.

"Are you questioning me for not enforcing the law impartially? Who wins and who loses, am I mistaken? The referee elder shouted angrily. The audience was suddenly silent.

Wu Ming won the winning jade medal, and he had already entered the top thirty-two, which can be said to be the best result that Bai Yunfeng had won in the last three sect competitions.

Several other key battles have also come to an end:

Hao Zilang faced the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Realm who had just broken through recently, and the opponent admitted defeat in five moves.

Fang Fei faced the previous Qi Refining Realm Seventh Layer, but the three couldn't find it, and the opponent directly admitted defeat.

Hong Zhen faced a seventh-layer Qi Refining Realm, and he still solved the battle in about ten moves.

Jiang Yichen faced Lu Yimei, this was the highlight of the third round, attracting many people to watch, and after some hard fighting, Jiang Yichen finally had a slight advantage.

Du Qing eliminated an eighth-layer Qi Refining Realm, and it was relatively easy to win.

Han Qianxue eliminated a Qi Refining Realm Seventh Layer, surrounded by a group of wild bees and butterflies who kept patting on the back, she enjoyed this feeling very much.

Liu Shuangshuang eliminated a Qi Refining Realm Seventh Layer

Li Hong seriously injured a junior disciple of the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Realm, and was warned by the referee elder.

Han Ling, Fang Bingbing entered the top thirty-two without suspense.

The next thirty-two have attracted everyone's attention, and there are many outstanding geniuses in this sect, and the old powerhouses are still very stable. A battle is about to take place.

Wu Jianming's smile on his face was even stronger now, seeing that the little disciple had actually won by mistake against an opponent of the seventh layer of qi refining, he was worried that his only lone seedling in Baiyun Peak would not be guaranteed, who knew that there would be a surprise.

The disciples of the sect broke into the top thirty-two, which was already the best result of Baiyun Peak's last three sect competitions. Although it is not a very good result, it is better than nothing, Bai Yunfeng finally did not become a spectator early.

Wu Jianming was surprised by Wu Ming's luck, and he gave Wu Ming another encouragement at dinner. Han Sanshi rarely poured a bowl of wine for Wu Ming, and he had to celebrate it.

Lou Dongsheng's injury has improved a lot, and he immediately said that he and Senior Brother Chen Jian will come to the scene tomorrow to cheer for the little junior brother.

The night was getting deeper

Wu Ming drank some wine and felt that Baiyun Peak was particularly warm tonight. Except for Lou Dongsheng, who couldn't drink because of his injury, the master, uncle and senior brother all drank a little, and in the end, everyone simply dispersed to cultivate and drink with an open mind.

The senior brother, who was a little staggered and drunk, hooked up with the master and called him brother and brother. Wu Ming suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was very familiar. Although I didn't like to socialize in my previous life, every time I had dinner with a few brothers, I would always open my heart and change my glass.

Wu Ming has fallen deeply in love with Baiyun Peak, because there is warmth, warmth, and relatives here, and this is his home.

The little sister who often dislikes and bullies herself, although she is married far away, is also her own relative. He will often think of his sister, treat himself as his own, and whatever good things are all the little sister's share, his own share. provoked the senior brother and the second senior brother to be red-eyed.

Slowly, Wu Ming got drunk, and his eyes blurred with tears.

In the dream, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, to his mother's arms, and to his cute and naughty son, as if his son deliberately clasped his nostrils with his little finger and made him get up to play with him.