Zongmen Dabi began to choose what project they signed up for when they had half a burnt incense.

What is different from usual is that all the members of the Qingyun Sect signed up for the group battle with a proud face this time.

The other sects and the audience were very puzzled.

The two new members of you are just refining qi, why do you have the pride on your faces as if you have already won the first place?

No, Sister Li, really not Sister Li.

After reporting the project, Ling Guyue quickly got the automatic lottery results, and without even moving her hand, the lottery results were displayed on the bracelet sent when she registered.

It's pretty smart.

She took a closer look at the bracelet, good fellow, the opponent's information is quite complete.

[Ren Kuan, a disciple of Wuji Sect, is a ninth-level cultivator of Qi refining. 】

She glanced at the bracelet to Zuo Bingjun and asked, "Third Senior Brother, is this thing authentic?" ”

"Fidelity, why not fidelity, and real-time updates."

As he spoke, Zuo Bingjun glanced at Ling Guyue's bracelet and frowned, "Why is he?" ”

Ling Qunxing was puzzled and asked, "Third Senior Brother, does he have any problems?" My sister had no problem resisting the attack of monsters in the foundation building period in the robber forest before, so it shouldn't be a problem to fight a ninth layer of qi refining, right? ”

Hearing the movements of the senior brothers and sisters, Han Qianlong and Ran Jingyu also came over to take a look.

"Is that him? Little junior sister ran into a shady scene? ”

Even Ran Jingyu said so, it seems that there is indeed a problem with this Ren Kuan.

Ling Guyue saw that there was something wrong with them, and couldn't help but ask, "Senior brothers, could it be that this Ren Kuan's strength is more than the ninth layer of qi refining?" ”

"San'er, come on."

Zuo Bingjun deserved to be the number one in the immortal cultivation world, he cleared his throat and told Ren Kuan's situation.

"This Ren Kuan, he is not an ordinary Qi Refining disciple, he has been staying at the ninth layer of Qi Refining for more than twenty years."

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Isn't this the same as the old boys who have been taking the examination for more than 20 years in the ancient imperial examination system? So, why do you think that if you smoke him, you will be shady?

"It's strange to say, I don't know if he is deliberately stuck in Qi refining or can't cultivate, obviously his strength is very strong."

"At the end of the last sect competition, the disciples of other sects who were in the Great Perfection of Qi Refining were not convinced by him, and they brought their senior brother to him in private to find a way back, but as a result, one was in the middle stage of Qi refining and the middle stage of foundation building, and he was directly pressed to the ground and rubbed."

It is worthy of the bag of the immortal cultivation world to inquire, and even people know so clearly about finding a place in private.

Ran Jingyi listened to him say a lot, didn't get to the point, and couldn't help but interject, "The first two sect competitions obviously arranged for him to have a bye in front of him, how could he suddenly give it to the little junior sister randomly?" It really doesn't feel right. ”

The first time I participated in the Zongmen competition, I was arranged to be shady, and the little junior sister was really miserable!

Han Qianlong patted Ling Guyue's thin shoulder and comforted: "It's okay, little junior sister, we still have a talisman competition, there are few talismans, especially the talismans at this stage are estimated to be still practicing basic skills, our little junior sister is a big dark horse in the talisman arena." ”

Senior brother is really comforting.

After getting the lottery results, she will play soon, except for Ling Qunxing's first game with the same arrangements as her, the first game drawn by the rest of the Qingyun Sect is staggered with Ling Guyue's time.

"Let's go, little junior sister, your ring is on the edge of the closest alliance martial arts arena, and we will escort you over." Han Qianlong was still gentle, and by the way, he told Ling Qunxing where his position was.

Along the way, Han Qianlong gently told Ling Guyue how to deal with special situations, and what situations the referee could directly intervene so that she would not be seriously injured.

Ling Guyue listened carefully, in case she used it.

When she got to the edge of the ring where she was competing, Ling Guyue saw a semi-acquaintance, Liu Chenghong.

The other party greeted him enthusiastically, "Uncle Ling, I brought you a cheerleading team, that Ren Kuan, there are a lot of fans, we can't lose our momentum." ”

After speaking, he waved his hand behind him.

A group of half-grown teenagers bowed to Ling Guyue in unison, "Uncle Ling is good!" ”

The uniform sound really attracted the attention of many people.

Ling Guyue looked back and forth at the costumes of these little teenagers behind him, and couldn't help laughing, "You guys are imitating the farmer?" ”

I saw that they were wearing pure white vests on the upper body, big black pants on the lower body, and a big waist drum pinned to their waists.

How big is this waist bulge? If you cut the drum surface, you can let such a half-grown teenager get in.

"Uncle Ling, this is the highest-level cheerleading team set up by the founder of our Heavy Sword Sect, and we don't pull it out from ordinary people."

I can see that it is indeed strong enough to pull the wind.

Before they could say a few more words, the ring match began, and the first day of the Qi refining period ring competition was a knockout match, and if they lost one game, they would swing directly.

Two beams of light shone directly on Ling Guyue and the other man.

said that he was a man, but he looked more like a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, but didn't he say that Ren Kuan was already dozens of years old? Could it be that he is a dwarf?

They jumped into the ring at the same time, and Ren Kuan Chong ordered Gu Yue to introduce himself: "Wuji Sect, Ren Kuan, Qi refining ninth-level cultivation." ”

Ling Guyue also followed his example and bowed his hand: "Qingyun Sect, Ling Guyue, sixth-level cultivation of qi refining." ”

"I announce that the competition has officially begun!"

Ling Guyue quickly distanced herself from Ren Kuan.

On the way here just now, Zuo Bingjun had already popularized all the information about Ren Kuan that she had collected in the past.

He doesn't have a natal weapon, he is a boxing cultivator, and he is the same single earth spiritual root as Ling Guyue.

If it was said that Ling Guyue had developed his physical defense to the extreme by learning from Luopan Zhenzun, then Zuo Bingjun had developed his strength to almost perfection by relying on a pair of fists that had been tempered countless times by the earth's spiritual power.

As soon as Ling Guyue dodged, Ren Kuan followed him.

There was a deafening shout next to him: "Ren Kuan! Strongest! Ren Kuan! The best! Ren Kuan! Invincibility! ”

Gu Yue was shocked and almost broke her foot in the move, how could this Ren Kuan fan be like a group of illiterates?

If you want to shout a slogan, you have to at least rhyme, right?

Ren Kuan's fans have just started the slogan for the second time.

"Boom!"

The majestic drum beat immediately sounded, directly suppressing the sound of those people selling their voices.

The drums sounded one after another, and the sound of "dong dong dong" reached the ears of everyone present very rhythmically.

After a short drum beat, Liu Chenghong led everyone to shout out the slogan he had carefully prepared: "Uncle Liu! Come on! Uncle Liu! Best! Uncle Liu! Win! ”

Ling Guyue stumbled, her body was unstable, and she was almost knocked down in the ring by Ren Kuan's punch.

What qualifications does she have to laugh at Ren Kuan's fans? Isn't her cheerleading squad the same?

It really made her feel a little embarrassed, the slogan, when she finishes the competition, she must have special training!

As soon as Ren Kuan's fans saw that the drum stopped, they immediately wanted to shout slogans to fight back by pulling their throats.

But who is Yoo Seung-hong? He was a professional cheerleader, and before those people could fight back, he went down with a backhand hammer, and the drums beat again.

Following the rhythm of the drums, the figure of Gu Yue's escape paused in the ring, and then quickly swept in the opposite direction, and the fist with the sound of the wind went straight to Ren Kuan's face.

"Oh! Oh, my God! She's crazy! Dare to face Ren Kuan hard-to-head! ”

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