Seeing Yu Feilin's attitude, Zhou Tianlong also felt a little strange: "It seems that her identity is really not simple, she doesn't even care about the elder of the inner gate, or even the second-in-command of the entire Tianyu Sect, the great elder of the inner gate." ”

And Zhou Tianlong found that the five inner door elders didn't mind because of this, and when Yu Feilin's eyes glanced at them, the five people also smiled at Yu Feilin, and Yu Feilin nodded lightly, which was considered a return gift.

"Who the hell is she? She even ignores the elders of the inner gate?" Zhou Tianlong was full of doubts.

Just when Zhou Tianlong was thinking wildly, he suddenly found that there was another group of people walking up along the back door of the rostrum, and there were about twenty or thirty people in that group, along the passage on the right side of the rostrum, and walked to the vacant seat on the right.

Zhou Tianlong suddenly stood up from his seat, staring at the group of people with his two eyes.

Zheng Fei and the others were stunned when they saw Zhou Tianlong standing up from the chair again. Seeing Zhou Tianlong's eyes staring at the group of people on the right without turning, everyone followed his gaze.

At this moment, Zhou Tianlong's heart was beating violently, and there was a strange light flashing in his eyes, and he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

Because he found that in the midst of that group of people, there was a beautiful white shadow. That shadow had already been deeply imprinted in Zhou Tianlong's mind, and it often appeared in his dreams.

Looking at the person he was thinking about in the twilight and thinking about it in front of him again, Zhou Tianlong didn't know what kind of mood he was in at this time.

After being excited for a long time, Zhou Tianlong slowly calmed down his emotions, slowly sat back in his seat, and thought to himself: "It turns out that the empty seat on the right is reserved for the inner disciples. It seems that the inner gate really attaches great importance to this inner gate qualification battle, not only sending five elders, but also sending so many inner disciples to watch the battle. ”

After the group of inner disciples sat down, Zhou Tianlong found that the one sitting in the center was a yellow-haired young man. The young man looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, and his appearance was extremely handsome, but there was a cold color in his eyes, and there was a faint coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"True Martial Realm Cultivation!" Zhou Tianlong's eyes lit up, he found that among these inner disciples, only this young man was a cultivator in the early stage of the True Martial Realm, and everyone else was a cultivator in the middle and late stages of the Mortal Martial Realm.

"It's no wonder that this young man is the leader of this group of inner disciples, and he has reached the True Martial Realm at such a young age, but I am afraid that there are very few in this entire Tianyu Sect!" Zhou Tianlong thought to himself.

"Yi Tian!" Suddenly, a name flashed into Zhou Tianlong's mind. Yi Tian's age is only twenty-one or twelve years old, and he has already reached the realm of the True Martial Realm Four Heavens, although this yellow-haired young man is strong, he is still slightly inferior to Yi Tianlai.

"The day you enter the inner gate, it is your time of death!" Suddenly, Yi Tian's words sounded in Zhou Tianlong's ears again, Zhou Tianlong couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a pair of blood-red murderous eyes flashed in front of his eyes.

Zhou Tianlong sneered, his eyes looked into the distance, and narrowed slightly. He knew that the day when he would face Yi Tian directly was not far off.

"I want to see how you want to kill me after I enter the inner door!" Zhou Tianlong's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness. He will never be polite to those who want to kill him.

Throwing his face and looking at the group of inner disciples, he saw that Liu Yuchen was actually sitting next to the yellow-haired young man, the yellow-haired young man kept talking to Liu Yuchen, and when he looked at Liu Yuchen, he swept away the cold color on his face, and a thick smile was overflowing.

Liu Yuchen was talking to him absentmindedly, and at the same time, he looked around, as if he was looking for someone.

Seeing Liu Yuchen's attitude, a trace of loneliness flashed in the yellow-haired young man's eyes, but he still kept talking to Liu Yuchen, and he didn't get tired of Liu Yuchen's perfunctory behavior.

Suddenly, Liu Yuchen's eyes saw the contestant area on the left side of the rostrum, and in the middle of that area, a young man in a blue shirt was sitting there, his eyes staring at her tightly.

Liu Yuchen stood up from the chair abruptly, and looked at the blue-shirted young man with his eyes slightly red.

It's been more than three months since I parted, and every day of these three months, I've been thinking about him. The tight embrace in the small black room, the parting hug under the Tianyu Peak, was imprinted in her heart like a knife carving, lingering.

Seeing Liu Yuchen suddenly get up, his eyes staring at the seat opposite, all the inner disciples were stunned and looked at Liu Yuchen's eyes. They also found that in the middle of the group, there was a blue-shirted young man who looked at Liu Yuchen without turning his eyes.

The yellow-haired young man also found Zhou Tianlong, and then raised his head to look at Liu Yuchen, seeing that Liu Yuchen's eyes looking at Zhou Tianlong were full of infinite tenderness, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he turned his face to look at Zhou Tianlong, and two cold lights shot out of his eyes.

At this moment, Zhou Tianlong just stared at Liu Yuchen and didn't notice the yellow-haired young man's eyes at all.

When the yellow-haired young man saw that Zhou Tianlong was ignoring him, the anger in his heart was even stronger, and he suddenly turned his head to Liu Yuchen and said, "Senior Sister Liu, who is he?"

And Liu Yuchen didn't seem to hear his words, and he didn't answer, just kept looking at Zhou Tianlong stupidly, and his eyes didn't move.

In this world, the most painful thing is that two people who love each other are close at hand, but they can only look at each other from a distance, without the slightest opportunity to speak.

The yellow-haired young man saw that Liu Yuchen didn't care about him, and the cold color on his face became even stronger, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Tianlong, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance into his mind.

"Disciples!" Suddenly, Great Elder Yu Qingquan's shout interrupted Zhou Tianlong and Liu Yuchen's thoughts, and the two came back to their senses in each other's eyes. Liu Yuchen slowly withdrew his eyes, sat down slowly, and sighed slightly.

Seeing Liu Yuchen like this, the yellow-haired young man shook his head helplessly at this time, even though he had endless anger in his heart, and reached out to pat her shoulder gently.

Liu Yuchen looked up at the yellow-haired young man, smiled slightly, and then lowered his head again and stopped talking.

The yellow-haired young man stopped talking, his eyes swept over Zhou Tianlong, and his eyes showed infinite coldness.

Zhou Tianlong frowned slightly when he saw the yellow-haired young man's eyes, squinted at him, and then ignored him no more, but turned his head to the Great Elder.

The yellow-haired young man saw that Zhou Tianlong was not afraid of himself at all, and a trace of surprise flashed in his heart. However, the hint of surprise was fleeting, and the yellow-haired young man smiled slightly, and secretly thought in his heart: "It's just garbage in the body refining realm, and it is really wishful thinking to rob Senior Sister Liu with me!"

Immediately, he no longer looked at Zhou Tianlong, and his eyes turned to stare at Great Elder Yu Qingquan.

I only heard Yu Qingquan say loudly: "Fellow disciples, the annual inner door qualification battle of my outer gate has officially begun!"

Hearing this, the entire square suddenly burst into a wave of noises, and all the disciples cheered enthusiastically.

Then, Yu Qingquan said loudly: "First of all, we ask the Great Elder of the Inner Gate, Elder Yu Feinan, to speak to all of us!"

That Yu Feinan was not polite, he immediately stood up and said aloud to all the outer disciples: "Disciples, today I represent the inner gate and the sect master, and come to participate in this annual inner gate qualification battle......

Zhou Tianlong listened quietly, the content was nothing more than telling the outer disciples about the situation in the inner gate, and hoped that they would work hard to cultivate and strive to enter the inner gate as soon as possible.

After Yu Feinan finished speaking, Yu Qingquan invited another disciple of the inner gate to tell these outer disciples in detail about his growth after entering the inner gate, so as to spur these outer disciples to cultivate hard.

After all the speeches were finished, Yu Qingquan said: "Fellow disciples, there are a total of thirty-eight disciples who participated in this inner sect qualification battle. After the discussion of all the elders, these thirty-eight disciples first drew lots and had a one-on-one battle. In this way, in the first round, half of the disciples will be eliminated. ”

"The order of the battle is from No. 1 against No. 38, No. 2 against No. 37, and No. 19 against No. 20. ”

And the remaining nineteen disciples continued to draw lots. There is one disciple who has a bye and directly enters the inner gate, and the remaining eighteen people continue to fight one-on-one to compete for the remaining nine places!"

Zhou Tianlong listened quietly, he knew that such a rule was not completely fair. If a disciple whose strength can rank third in the entire outer gate meets Gao Wei in the first round, then he will lose the opportunity to enter the inner gate, although the strength of those disciples who can enter the inner gate is not as good as him.

However, Zhou Tianlong also knew that absolute fairness could not exist. And for a martial artist, luck is also an extremely important factor, no matter how strong your strength is, no matter how high your talent is, but luck has always been very bad, after all, it will not become a big climate.

After announcing the rules, Yu Qingquan said loudly again: "Next, we invite these thirty-eight disciples to come up and draw lots!"

Then, the thirty-eight people walked down the passage to the rostrum.

In front of Yuqingquan was placed a bamboo tube, which contained thirty-eight bamboo sticks, on which were written numbers one to thirty-eight. One by one, the disciples took out a bamboo stick from the bamboo tube, and then returned to their seats along the passage.

Zhou Tianlong looked at his bamboo stick, it turned out to be No. 33, according to the rules, he was going to fight against No. 6 player.

"I don't know who this person is, could it be Gao Wei?" Zhou Tianlong looked around.

Later, he found that Zheng Fei drew the No. 26 bamboo stick, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and secretly thought to himself: "If my eldest brother and I draw a group, it will really be a dilemma! Fortunately, God didn't play such a joke on me!"

After the draw was completed, Yu Qingquan shouted loudly: "Everyone, the battle for the qualification of the inner door has officially begun!"