One after another, there were blue-clothed disciples who came out of the Cave Mansion in the Heart Wall, and today was the day to hold the Champion Conference, even if some of them wanted to retreat, they had already gone in the direction of the inner gate.

Outer disciples are not allowed to enter a place like the inner gate, but the elders of the Immortal Dao Sect considered that this would inevitably undermine the confidence of the outer disciples, so they were allowed to watch the championship meeting today.

The blue-clothed disciples were already mediocre due to their talents, so of course they didn't need to come and win glory for the sect at the championship.

On a large trial ground surrounded by continuous halls, there is a ring the size of a thousand zhang in the center at this moment.

The inner gate trial ground, this was originally a place for the inner disciples to learn from each other, but now the disciples of each sect are standing in columns, as for the back of this ring, there is a platform three zhang above the ground, and on it are staggered among the elders of the Immortal Dao Sect and the predecessors of the Extreme Purple Star Pavilion of the Luoyun Sect.

The disciples of these various factions around the ring were whispering, as if they were talking about something, as for the inner disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect, except for those geniuses who had not arrived in the past, they were all located here.

Lin Yan stood in the crowd surrounded by the blue-clothed disciples, he looked at the huge ring in front of him, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but the three vigorous words on the stone tablet standing next to the ring made the disciples of all factions here look forward to it.

Winning the ring, a very domineering name, it is necessary to step into this ring, basically the arrogance of each faction in the past ten years.

In the camp of the Luoyun Sect, at this moment, a black-robed middle-aged man seemed to be telling the disciples of his sect, and these disciples all nodded slightly, expressing understanding.

The black-robed middle-aged man is called Zhang Lin, and he is the deacon of the Luoyun Sect, and most of these geniuses accepted by the Luoyun Sect in the past ten years were brought by him from the mortal realm.

Originally, the entrance assessment of the Luoyun Sect was to climb over two peaks and defeat other teenagers who also entered the platform on the platform, but Lin Fu was not only determined, but also picked out a few teenagers.

At that time, Lin Fu's performance was quite optimistic about Zhang Lin, but when he was exploring the spiritual root in the future, Zhang Lin learned that Lin Fu was a waste spiritual root, but he took care of Lin Fu with a few words of encouragement, and he never intersected with Lin Fu again.

"All factions participating in the Winning Conference will have a chance to appear, and you are bound to give me a long face for the Luoyun Sect. Zhang Lin looked at Ye Qing, Du Feng and the others and reminded.

"Deacon Zhang, rest assured!" all the disciples nodded in unison.

And just after Zhang Lin finished speaking, Mo Canghan, the head of the Immortal Dao Sect on the platform behind the ring, slowly got up and pressed his big hand with a false press.

"The time is almost up, and the championship meeting starts now!"

Under Mo Canghan's angry words, the two elders of Qin Yazi and Qiu Ye stood up together, as the elders of the Immortal Dao Sect, this time they were responsible for the holding and commenting of the Winning Conference.

Above the platform, there were also Lin Xu's master Tianxuan, as well as Wei Zhi, Gu Chong and other elders from the inner gate, the Luoyun Sect was a little deserted due to the leadership of an elder from Fang Xu, but a purple-robed woman sitting in the Purple Star Pavilion looked at the disciples of the Luoyun Sect and the Immortal Dao Sect below with some interest, she seemed to be exploring something.

The purple-robed woman's name was Mu Wanrong, and she was one of the elders of the Purple Star Pavilion who led the team to participate in the championship meeting this time, as for the purple-robed old man beside him, who had been silent, he was communicating something with Tianxuan.

Autumn leaves walked to the edge of the platform in a few steps, and a jade slip appeared in his hand, looking at the disciples of the various factions under the ring with a smile on his face.

"This time, the winning meeting of the three major factions of my Yuyang Kingdom will be judged by the old man and Elder Qin Yazi, in order to play the principle of fairness and justice, it will be divided into several rounds of competition, first of all, an appearance of the disciples of each faction. Qiu Ye said slightly, and looked at Qin Yazi in the back.

Qin Yazi nodded slightly, pointed to the ring with one hand, and Lang Lang said, "Please invite the disciples of the Luoyun Sect to appear on the stage!"

After saying this, Zhang Lin of the Luoyun Sect camp on the side of the ring hurriedly waved his sleeves, according to the rules, this appearance is extremely important.

Once the disciples of each faction know each other, then in the Yuyang Cultivation Realm, they can join forces and defend against the enemy together, so this appearance is actually the key to familiarizing the seniors and disciples of each faction with each other.

The Luoyun Sect had already drawn up the order of this appearance, and the first to take the stage was a young man with a collapsed nose named Wei Yun.

Wei Yun was the first to come to the stage, and he was a little nervous in his heart, after all, so many seniors and disciples of various factions watched, in order to let everyone remember his name, Wei Yun finally restrained his mind, and stepped into the ring in a few steps in front of everyone.

"Luoyun Sect, Wei Yun!"

Facing a ring arch around the ring, Wei Yun was covered in a flash of aura, and a blue flying sword appeared in front of him.

As soon as this sword was born, the buzzing sound suddenly became loud, and the disciples of the various factions in the audience also pointed and pointed, as if they had determined Wei Yun's cultivation.

"Hehe, the first one to come to the stage is the early disciple of Xuanzhao, this time you Luoyun Sect really came prepared. Gu Chong smiled lightly, looking at Fang Xu's gaze, but it was very friendly.

Fang Xu nodded slightly, although this Wei Yun was only lucky enough to set foot in the early stage of Xuanzhao three months ago, but for the overall strength of his Luoyun Sect, it could only be regarded as the lowest, as for the follow-up disciples, it was not something that could be judged by divine sense alone.

Of course, Wei Yun in the ring knew that he was going to behave now, if he just took out a flying sword light and stood so stupidly, then he would definitely be counted down by his senior brother after he went back.

Thinking of this moment, Wei Yun clicked on the flying sword in the air with one hand, only to see that the flying sword suddenly shook up and down, and a wave of blue ripples appeared, and a gust of wind rose around the ring for no reason.

"It's just a sword condensation technique!"

A rather impatient voice came out, and in the Immortal Dao Sect camp, Han Ling clasped his hands to his chest and glanced at Yue Feng, Wang Ting and the others beside him with a sneer.

"Senior Brother Han, what kind of score do you say Wei Yun's cultivation will appear in the future? If you want me to say that I can go down with a name, what kind of sword condensing technique is there to delay time?" Wang Ting said with a smile.

Under the sound of bombardment, a cloud of light erupted on the ground of the ring, and Wei Yun put away his flying sword and jumped out of the ring.

Lin Xuan's divine sense had already scanned the camp of the Luoyun Sect, and he remembered these old faces that although this Wei Yun had no intersection with him at the beginning, he would not let go of Du Feng and Zhang Xuan, especially Du Feng.

After Wei Yun cast his condensing sword, he finally jumped out of the ring.

At the moment when Wei Yun jumped out of the ring, the two shocks flipped upside down with extremely fast movements!

"Luoyun Sect, Zhang Xuan!"

"Junior Du Feng!"

Zhang Xuan and Du Feng landed on their feet together, their eyes like a distance.

Such a bold sweep into the ring immediately made Han Ling and the other Immortal Dao Sect disciples frown.

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

Qi Qi shouted loudly, accompanied by two sword rays, one green and one red, a series of flying swords continued to emerge in the center of the ring, and this Zhang Xuan and Du Feng even stepped on the ground with one foot, jumped onto the flying sword, and looked heroic.

The elders of the various factions on the platform glanced at each other, they had clearly felt the fighting intent of the two disciples who appeared in the Luoyun Sect, and they couldn't imagine that the disciples trained by the Luoyun Sect in the past ten years were indeed stronger than the other.

"Okay!" Fang Xu nodded heavily, quite satisfied.

(PS: Chapter 1 delivered!)

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