The much-anticipated Xianmen Trial Dao Conference began as scheduled.

The crane leads the way, and the rui qi is born. A Confucian-like blue-shirted sword cultivator, stepping on the void, stepped down step by step, and stood in the center of the quadripartite ring.

Some of the younger juniors moved slightly when they heard this, and they suppressed a little excitement. The middle-aged monk in front of him seems to be a Confucian and gentle, but he is actually a real sword immortal in the Transformation Period. The flying sword on his waist is the famous "Flying Slash" in the cultivation world, and it is said that when the sword immortal was young, he used it to kill an evil Jiao.

The sword immortal is gentle, and the flying sword is domineering.

It's just that later, this sword immortal became the head of the Taixuan Sword Sect, and his flying sword was rarely unsheathed.

Confucian sword cultivation arched his hand, politely said two words, and with a flick of his sleeve robe, hundreds of bamboo sticks and small flying swords flew out of his wide sleeve robe, densely and evenly arranged in four columns, floating in mid-air.

Those who choose bamboo sticks participate in the ordinary track, and those who choose flying swords are naturally in the kendo group.

The participating disciples walked to the ring, picked a bamboo stick, and then looked down at the numbers in their hands.

Fu Zhu randomly selected a flying sword close to his hand, the bronze flying sword was exquisite and small, it could be seen that the Taixuan Sword Sect attached great importance to this trial meeting, and it was just a tool to draw lots that was so attentive.

Turning it over, the number sixty-seven was engraved on the back of the flying sword.

Her draw is very low, and it will not be her turn in the next few days, so she can observe other people's battles with peace of mind.

"Little junior sister, how much have you drawn?" Zhou Tanzhi, who had just received the signature, walked over, fluttering in white, Zhilan Yushu, which attracted several female cultivators around him to whisper.

Fu Zhu spread out his palm and showed the flying sword to the people of the Sword Sect.

"Sixty-seven? So far back? The person who spoke was Du Zhou, who was a little surprised to see that Fu Zhu had drawn such a low draw, and he said, "I drew a six." ”

Zhou Tanzhi also spread out his signature for everyone to see, "I am the twenty-one." ”

"Who can have me unlucky, I smoked a No. 1 ......" Zhu Qingyi said quietly, and someone above had already called him to go to the stage to participate in the war.

“…… I wish the junior brother good luck. Zhou Tanzhi patted him on the shoulder, "Don't embarrass our Sword Sect in the first battle." ”

Zhu Qingyi came to the stage to fight, and several people returned to the viewing platform.

The Xianmen Contest has always been a competition for young juniors of various sects, and only those under the age of 100 can participate. For some reason, it was changed to a trial meeting, but this rule is still in use. The trial course was divided into three tracks, with the kendo group on the first day, the tsukuki group on the second day, and the Jindan group in the afternoon.

The kendo group is slightly different, and those who participate in the kendo group cannot use spiritual power to cultivate, only fight swordsmanship, so there is no restriction on the realm.

Of course, sword cultivation can also choose to participate in the competition of the Zhuji group or the Jindan group, and you can use spiritual power, but most pure sword cultivation will choose to participate in the kendo group.

Of course, the sect will also send some disciples to participate in the Zhuji Group and the Jindan Group, after all, in the same realm, sword cultivation has the greatest lethality, and it is easier to get a good ranking.

Zhou Tanzhi saw Zhu Qingyi standing on the stage, and suddenly reacted, "What's the matter with this kid Zhu Qingyi, didn't I tell him to participate in the foundation building group competition?" ”

Zhu Qingyi's talent is good, if he participates in the competition of the foundation building group, it is no problem to get the top 20.

As a result, he drew a kendo group lottery at the door, and he has only practiced swords for half a year, what do you compare with others? Maybe they will be beaten down after two fights, and they will lose face in their Sword Sect!

"Since he wants to participate in the kendo group, let him try it, Tanzhi, sit down and watch the battle." Yao Xuanzhen said comfortably.

Standing so high that it blocked his view.

Zhou Tanzhi said respectfully: "Yes, Master." ”

Although he sat down, Zhou Tanzhi was still a little like sitting on pins and needles. He looked sideways at the two junior sisters on the side, "You guys drew the lottery of the Zhuji Group, right?" ”

Chen Hongjin has studied hard for most of the past six months, lost a lot of weight, and also looks taller and taller.

She pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

Before participating in the trial competition, the master had already told her that with her swordsmanship, it was too difficult to stand out in the kendo group.

The people who participated in the kendo group were all kendo geniuses from the major sword sects, not to mention the swordsmanship of the disciples of other sects, that is, there were so many senior brothers and sisters in the kendo group in their own sect, it was easy to draw a group, and she would definitely be eliminated in advance.

Participating in the Tsukiki group is different, she has a good chance of entering the top 10, and maybe she can even win the top spot in the Tsukiji group.

The reason why Mi Yao chose the foundation building group is simpler, although her cultivation speed is fast, her understanding in kendo is a little worse, and she only learned the third form of lead swordsmanship.

The master also suggested that she participate in the competition of the foundation building group, and Mi Taro naturally obeyed the master's arrangement.

"Okay, Senior Brother Zhou, don't worry about it, let's watch the battle." Fu Zhu tugged at Zhou Tanzhi's sleeve and reminded him that the ring match had begun.

Zhu Qingyi's opponent is a woman in a red suit, the woman does not apply powder, only a simple high ponytail, heroic and neat.

After a short bow with a sword, the smile on the woman's face faded and she became serious.

The long sword is unsheathed, leaving no hand behind. The woman made a sharp move, Zhu Qingyi had to defend, and was forced to retreat at the first time.

"Zhu Qingyi, why didn't he fight back? It's too embarrassing to be beaten down as soon as you come to power! Zhou Zhao covered his face, a little blind.

Practicing swords on weekdays, Zhu Qingyi is in the limelight, how did he get to the ring, like a turtle with a shrunken head, it is better to let him go.

Zhou Tan saw the doorway at a glance, "The other party is obviously not the first time to participate in the competition, he has rich experience in actual combat, Zhu Qingyi goes up for the first time, it is inevitable that he will be a little uncomfortable, and when more than a dozen moves have passed, he has not lost and adapted to the ring, so he will have the opportunity to turn defeat into victory." ”

The woman seemed to have a sharp sword move, but in fact, she couldn't find the essentials, and she didn't know how to defeat the opponent with one blow.

Two figures, one red and one white, leaped up, the sword light was like a shadow, complicated, and the hearts of the people on the viewing platform were up and down.

Zhou Zhao even folded his hands in prayer, muttering in his mouth, "You must win!" Be sure to win! ”

"Winning or losing only depends on strength, if prayer is useful, what sword do you practice?" Chen Hongjin listened to the small thoughts like mosquitoes and flies in his ears, only felt upset, and glanced at Zhou Zhao coldly.

Zhou Zhao shuddered when she saw it, and then remembered that he was afraid of what Chen Hongjin would do, so he retorted, "I'll just read it, I'll read it, what's the matter with you." ”

She didn't want to talk to this kind of scoundrel, Chen Hongjin took out two balls of cotton and stuffed them into her ears, and the world became clean.

Seeing that Chen Hongjin was deflated, Zhou Zhao became even more proud, and his voice couldn't help but get louder, "Zhu Qingyi will definitely win...... Hmm...? ”

Why can't he speak? Zhou Zhao's eyes widened in horror, there was surprise in his eyes, and he asked Zhou Tanzhi for help.

The rune bead in front of him turned around leisurely and said with a smile: "It's a little noisy, I'm tired of Senior Brother Zhou Zhao to be quiet for a while." ”

Zhou Zhao covered his mouth and nodded straight, "Uh-huh......"