The cool river breeze struck, but it couldn't blow away the mist that condensed in an instant, and the words of the old man Cong Ming made the people present lose their minds for a moment.

Casual movements can easily defuse Qi Hao's fierce blow, and such a strong martial artist actually said at this moment that he lost to the inconspicuous martial artist two-star kid in front of him

Everyone was puzzled, who was this strange boy who suddenly appeared? First he appeared unexpectedly, and then he withstood the blow of the seven-star martial artist and occupied the thirteenth cultivation platform, and now there is a strong general, claiming that he is his defeated general, everything is so unreasonable, but it all really happened.

Lin Xiu was going to operate the three changes of the shadows, but because of the appearance of the old man Cong Ming, he stopped, listening to the old man's words, he was slightly stunned, and immediately smiled bitterly, "Senior Cong Ming, don't make fun of me, last time it was just a trick to win, if it is really a competition, I am definitely not your enemy." ”

This is not false, last time in the chessboard battlefield, Lin Xiu's strength was temporarily improved to a military general, and he only won by luck by virtue of his elemental advantage in the same level confrontation, but now they have a level gap, and there is no comparison at all.

"Ha Luha, you kid have to work hard, when you are promoted to a general, I will fight with you again, forget it now, you can't end up bullying the juniors. Rushuang's eyebrows rose, and Cong Ming laughed loudly, and then his body jumped, jumping directly to the transitional high platform in the center of the two Eight Dragons cultivation platforms.

At this time, everyone in the audience gasped again, and the surprised appearance was even better than before. Even Qi Hao, who was arrogant and arrogant before, frowned and stayed in place.

"That old man is actually Cong Ming, the first day of the sect a hundred years ago!"

"That's the predecessor of the sect, is he here now for the sake of the three sects?"

"It should be, that martial artist two-star kid doesn't know what the origin of Lu Dao is, and he can actually get the Iron Dragon token of the year, but no matter what the reason, the quota of the three sects still needs to be determined. ”

Sure enough, as everyone expected, the old man Cong Ming appeared for the sake of the three sects.

Old man Cong Ming stood on the high platform, his eyes were quite sharp and swept over everyone in the audience, the previous hip-hop was no longer there, but was replaced by a serious expression, and he raised his voice: "The three sects will compete soon, your core disciples represent the highest strength of the sect, and you are duty-bound to fight this battle!"

"The three sects will be compared, not only is you related to the honor of the sect and individuals, but more importantly, he is also related to the development of the sect in the next five years, do you know the Dao?"

The incomparably clear words resounded in the ears of each core disciple, and they all looked at the old man on the stage and said in unison: "Zhilu Dao!"

No matter what happens inside, they are all Flame Gate people, and they always keep that in mind, and they are very consistent with each other.

"In the past, the sects all sent one team to participate in the competition, but the quota limit for this session has changed, and the three sects have agreed that each sect will send two teams at the same time, so," the eyes of the old man Cong Ming stared at the No. 13 Eight Dragons Cultivation Platform and said, "So, there are two teams in this selection, thirteen and fourteen!"

"What?!"

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar, the fourteenth cultivation platform is okay to say, the one with high strength lives in it, but the thirteenth cultivation platform is different, there is a killing ban on it, only the black-clothed young man with the iron dragon token can ascend to the main position, so doesn't it mean that the leader of the thirteenth team will be this little-known kid?

Except for the disciples in the middle section of the river who were a little quieter, the disciples of the other two sections of the river were very dissatisfied, and the voices in their mouths were all words of opposition, a lowly boy with a two-star martial artist can also be a leader, why!!

In this case, Lin Xiu didn't speak, he knew that even if he spoke, it would not have any effect, his strength level had already determined the weight of his right to speak, and now he could only see how Cong Ming dealt with it.

The wind rose, blowing away the mist, blowing the old man's clothes hunting, Cong Mingshuang's eyes calmly swept in the group of disciples full of dissatisfaction, and the faint but unquestionable words quietly came out.

"Maybe you're not convinced, but I'll just tell you one thing, his Iron Dragon Token was obtained by real ability, and you think about the rest!"

After Cong Ming finished saying this, his gaze stayed on Lin Xiu's body for a moment, and then his body jumped up and disappeared into the ground character qi refining layer.

To be able to become core disciples, none of them are stupid, although the words of Cong Ming's predecessors are very vague, but the meaning is very clear, that is, this kid is not simple!

For a while, the atmosphere on the field fell silent, and everyone stared at the figure of the black-shirted young man.

That Qi Hao, his fists clenched, glanced at the direction of the old man's departure with some fear, and then shifted his gaze to Lin Xiu, and a fierce anger erupted in his eyes, and then disappeared.

Sou!

The figure that was as tall as a gun jumped up and jumped onto the main seat of the No. 14 Eight Dragons Cultivation Platform, where Duan Qingya was standing with a fiery figure, and when she saw Qi Hao jumping over, her body trembled, and the two balls of flesh in front of her chest also trembled.

Jumping on the high platform, Qi Hao's eyes were full of fanaticism and swept on Duan Qingya's body, the huge bulge in his chest seemed to have signs of breaking free, and the round buttocks of the lower body were even more inadvertently writhing, full of commotion, and his face with glamour and fear in the coldness made people even more appetizing.

With an evil smile, Qi Hao's spear-like body suddenly stepped forward, grabbed a meat ball with one hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a touch of fanaticism, and said, "Lang goods, I'll make you cool tonight!"

After whispering this, Qi Hao held Duan Qingya in one hand, ignoring everyone's vague and disdainful gazes, his figure quickly swept into the distance, leaving only a faint sentence.

"Boy, cherish the time you live!"

Lin Xiu stood calmly in place, his dark eyes staring at Qi Hao's figure sweeping away, his eyes flickering, and his fists under his sleeves were clenched tightly, until the figure disappeared, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The general, the pressure brought is too great, on the surface it seems to be very casual, but in his heart he is extraordinarily dignified, right now, in this group of core disciples, his strength is still too low!

Turning his gaze over the core disciples under the field, the blazing heat in Lin Xiu's eyes escalated again, although the level was low, he was still confident in his potential talent, as long as there was enough time, it would not be a problem to catch up!

Call!

After exhaling a long breath, Lin Xiu shifted his body and jumped straight to the main seat of the thirteenth cultivation platform, where a white shadow was always paying attention to him, and his crescent-like eyes were as tender as water.