The remaining thirty or so outer disciples all went to Lu Chao to draw their own signatures.

To be able to come this far, their strength has naturally been recognized, and the next round of competition can be regarded as a regular battle.

For them, this kind of more conventional competition is much easier to deal with than the competition of facing the demons of the [True Self Mirror].

After everyone received the lottery number, Lu Chao nodded and said: "There are only ten places that can enter the next round. Until there are ten people left. ”

When everyone heard this, they all crushed the wax pill in their hands and spread out the signature number inside.

Bai Yang fixed his eyes and saw that his signature number was twelve, and it would not be his turn to compete for the time being.

"If you get the number one, come on stage consciously. Lu Chao said, suddenly paused, "In this round of your competition, not only will I supervise it, but the other nine Great Elders will also be on the spot to watch." ”

"The Ten Elders are gathered, it seems that this time the sect really doesn't attach great importance to our competition. In the crowd, a smile appeared on Murong Zhen's face, "But it's okay this way, being able to shine in front of the elders is also good for my Jihua." ”

Yun Ao, who was beside him, also had his eyes flashing, and said in a low voice: "In this competition, the only person who is a threat to you is Tantai Yan. ”

Murong Zhen nodded, crushed the wax pill in his hand, spread out the note and looked at it, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "However, now Tangtai Yan may not be my opponent." I have now stepped into the peak of the tenth stage of battle qi with half a foot, and the battle crystals in my body have begun to condense the fierce Gang Qi, and I can break through to the Gang Qi Realm at any time. There really isn't anyone in the outer gate who is my opponent. ”

After speaking, he looked up at the huge ring, the outer disciple who had drawn the number one had already stepped into the ring, and with Lu Chao's "start!", the two of them also intersected with their fists and feet, and the fight was quite interesting.

And on that high platform, the first elder to come was Elder Wan Qingming, who had just left. Subsequently, another fat old man who looked angry and a little fat appeared on the high platform.

"Old man Lu, I know that you are unreliable, the [True Self Mirror] is now burned out, and it is extremely troublesome to repair, do you know how important a spiritual weapon-level treasure is?!" As soon as the fat old man appeared, he looked a little angry and scolded Lu Chao, Wan Qingming smiled bitterly beside him and persuaded him: "The wonder of the spiritual weapon, I think you yourself know it." Lu Chao is not a refiner, how can he understand the wonders of the spirit weapon? Although the [True Self Mirror] is damaged, it can still be repaired after all, so don't blame him. ”

This fat old man is the elder of the [Lingbao Pavilion].

He blew his beard and glared at Wan Qingming: "That's a spiritual weapon, it's damaged like this, do you think the Spirit Treasure Pavilion is very rich?

"That's enough!" Lu Chao frowned, his thin face was full of displeasure, "I said, the damage repair of the [True Self Mirror] will be borne by me alone, what else do you want to instigate." ”

Hearing this, Long Wangshi squinted his eyes, and a rather terrifying momentum emanated from his chubby body, and the entire high platform suddenly appeared to be heavy.

"What are you doing?" At this moment, two more elders appeared on the high platform.

They are Li Zhe, the elder of the [Mission Hall], the elder of the [Qingxin Building], and Wu Yanning.

Li Zhe looked at Lu Chao and Long Wangshi, and said, "You two old things, don't you have to quarrel around in the days of the big competition in the outer door?"

Wu Yanning had a calm face, and didn't even glance at them.

The appearance of these two elders eased the atmosphere a lot, but it was not very harmonious.

Immediately, four more of the remaining five elders came. They are [Medicine Hall] Elder Liu Danqing, [Lane Moon Pavilion] Elder Shu Baiming, [Xuantang] Elder Han Lone, and [Zongtang] Elder Wang Wuwei.

After the nine elders arrived, it made this high platform look much more lively.

"Haha, we're a step too late, and we're missing out on a good show. "Elder Langyue Shu Bai Ming is a temperamental old man, dressed neatly white, with long gray hair meticulously combed, looking extremely rigid but very chic.

Liu Danqing, the elder of the Medicine Hall, took over the words, and said to Long Wangshi with some teasing: "I heard that you fat man wants to detain the weapons issued to the Sword Pavilion for the sake of the [True Self Mirror]? ”

Long Wangshi sneered on his fat face, but he was too lazy to speak.

At this moment, in the ring, the two outer disciples had already won and lost.

The victor was a young man named Wu Lide, who was at the peak of the seventh stage of his battle qi, so that his opponent could barely raise his head, and he was soon knocked to the ground and couldn't get up.

Only then did several elders remember what their original purpose was, and they shifted their gaze to the ring, and nodded appreciatively. Elder Xuantang praised coldly: "This kid has good bones, his body is extremely strong, he attaches importance to the foundation, and he is a good material. ”

Several other people also chimed in.

Wan Qingming stroked his beard a little nonchalantly, stared at Bai Yang in the crowd, showed a smile on his face, and said in his heart: "If you know this kid's talent, other so-called geniuses are really not as good as bullshit." ”

"Huh?!" Suddenly, Wan Qingming's gaze froze, as if he had seen something incredible. "This ...... This is impossible! The battle spirit is condensed, the breath is fierce, this ...... It's clearly ten stages of battle spirit!"

Wan Qingming trembled violently! He almost couldn't hold back, and wanted to rush to Bai Yang's side immediately and ask him how he cultivated?

That broken dream scripture, is it still a treasure?

It's not that Wan Qingming is making a fuss, it's really that Bai Yang's entry is too terrifying. Yesterday when he was tested by the soul stone, he was only at the peak of the eighth stage of battle qi, and today he was actually already the tenth stage of battle qi?

Moreover, the cultivation speed of two stages a day is not without the former. But with a broken practice that is destined to be cumbersome, this kind of cultivation speed is simply demonic!

It took a lot of effort for Wan Qingming to close his jaw, which was almost frightened, his face turned red, and his eyes were full of excitement.

"The sky is not worth it, the sky is not worth it! I have finally found a decent disciple!" At this moment, Wan Qingming looked at Bai Yang's gaze, and there was already a faint fanaticism, as if he was looking at a piece of beautiful jade that had not yet been carved.

Lu Chao, who was standing beside Wan Qingming, noticed that Wan Qingming's emotions seemed to be a little excited, so he followed his gaze, but at this time, Bai Yang happened to go with Xia Yue to talk to Lin Feng, and very coincidentally avoided Lu Chao's searching gaze.

Lu Chao glanced at it twice, but didn't find anything strange, so he sneered and said, "Elder Wan, I don't know what attracts you so much that you can't even bother to compete?"

Wan Qingming came back to his senses, restrained his expression, and said lightly: "It's nothing, maybe it's because you haven't rested, okay, hehe, Elder Lu should care more about himself." Saying that, Wan Qingming glanced at Long Wangshi, who was always staring at Lu Chao, and deliberately revealed a trace of ridicule, and the angry Lu Chao didn't bother to continue to be bored.

While they were talking, another group of outer disciples started a duel in the ring, but this time the two fought in a decent manner, without much highlights.

Zuihou's side had a fork in the battle spirit, and he was knocked to the ground due to lack of rear strength, which ended the battle.

"The quality of the outer disciples this time is indeed good, there have not been so many excellent children for many years. Qingxin Wu Yanning looked at the competition in the ring and said in a soft voice.

This elder of [Qingxin Building] looks like a beautiful woman in her thirties, with just the right amount of plumpness, quite feminine beauty.

It's just that her extremely cold face is a little impersonal.

Her words attracted a burst of echo, but no one was willing to talk to her more.

This kind of indifferent temperament is also very unpleasant.

Just when the third group of outer disciples stepped into the ring, on the high platform where the elders were standing, a middle-aged man in black appeared, his expression was extremely cold, and as soon as he appeared, an invisible cold current blew on the high platform, and the temperature dropped a lot.

Wan Qingming frowned, his robe shook, quietly dispelled the cold current, and said lightly: "Elder Zhao Han, you came at the right time, this competition has just begun, and it hasn't been long since it began." ”

In the words, there was a hint of dissatisfaction.

The nine elders of them had already arrived, and only Zhao Han, the elder of his torture hall, came with a shelf, and whoever it was, he would be dissatisfied.

Sure enough, Wan Qingming's approach did not arouse the opposition of the other elders, who were more or less dissatisfied with Zhao Han's arrogant approach. However, in the audience, only Wan Qingming can go toe-to-toe with Zhao Han like this, firstly, Zhao Han is ruthless and unkind, and secondly, only Wan Qingming has reached the eighth stage of the Earth Yuan, which is equal to Zhao Han's realm.

Zhao Han said expressionlessly: "It's me who is late." ”

After speaking, there was no more follow-up, just a pair of cold eyes, swept Wan Qingming's face, and then stared at the huge ring without saying a word.

Coincidentally, among the group of outer disciples standing on the stage at this time, Murong Zhen was impressively listed!

His opponent was Gu Fan, who went to search for the stone heart and jade bone with Taiyan.

Gu Fan's face was full of solemnity, and his palms were already sweating, although he had been washed by the stone heart and jade bones, his body had become stronger, and his cultivation had reached the eighth stage of battle qi, but compared to Murong Zhen's tenth stage of battle qi, it was not enough to see at all!

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