The lottery began soon, and Yi Chen touched his ass and walked with a limp, his expression was also a little funny.

"If you can beat it, you can fight, if you can't beat it, you can't run away, it's not ashamed to run away, it's shameful that you don't know how to escape, do you know?"

After he finished telling him, he went to the first peak with Jiu Zhu, Xianyang Peak, in the words of the fourth senior brother, the first peak is the face project of Chongyangmen, and he must go with someone to calm the scene, as for the second peak, the fourth scholar stayed here, he didn't have those girls at all, although after those few battles, his whole person was still in good spirits.

"How's the smoking? Dabi is about to start" The scholar patted Yi Chen's shoulder, as if to refresh herself, and her eyes were soft.

"Eighty-one, I don't know who my competitors are," Yi Chen said slowly.

"How many of them are your opponents? You know, there is a reason why Lao Qi chose you in the first place!" said the scholar slowly.

"What is the reason?" Yi Chen also felt curious, why so many people didn't choose anyone to drink, but chose to enter this Huayang Mountain by himself.

"Hmm, what about your black and white anger?" The scholar's words were like stepping on Yi Chen's tail, Yi Chen's eyes were full of fierceness, and he asked: "Fourth Senior Brother, how do you know?"

"Don't worry, Senior Brother will never harm you, your Seventh Senior Brother chose you all because of your black and white qi, you must know that in the entire Huayang Mountain, you are not the only one who has black and white qi" The scholar felt Yi Chen's abnormality, and he comforted.

"Who else has black and white?" Yi Chen asked.

"Your senior brother, my junior brother, the rebel blood stains Jiang Dong!"

......

On the huge martial arts training ground, hundreds of people stood together.

"Zhu, Chongyangmen disciples, the ancestors have worshipped, and the rules have also said, you can't hurt people's lives, and the point is over!

As the command of the referee in the martial arts training field sounded, the Chongyangmen human-level competition officially began.

Below, too, it began to get noisy.

"Isn't this the genius disciple of the Sixth Peak, Hu Xing, who is the thirty-third who is fighting against him?"

"This senior brother, you are lonely and unheard, this thirty-third is Song Yang of the first peak, this buddy is also known as a genius existence, his own strength has reached the eighth stage of Tibetan Qi, and he can almost kill the existence of the same level in seconds"

"I think this No. 33 has a better chance of winning, and Song Yang's thunderous hand is very powerful."

"Senior brother's words are wrong, he Song Yang is powerful, and my first peak Hu Xing is weak? Song Yang has a thunderous movement, and my Senior Brother Hu has a python desolate fist, compared with the two, I think my Senior Brother Hu has a higher chance of winning."

"I think Senior Brother Song has a better chance of winning, you look at the size of Senior Brother Hu......"

"What does size represent? My senior brother Hu, his figure is called flexible......

The noise below slowly turned into a small quarrel.

In Chongyangmen, everyone is judged by the color of their clothes, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, from low to high, red is the lowest, and purple is the highest.

As for this Huayang Mountain, all of them are cyan, don't ask why, this is the head of the Chongyang Sect, it's just that the people on this Huayang Mountain don't have the habit of wearing sect clothes.

In addition to Huayang Mountain, the other eight peaks in Chongyang Gate, the disciples are divided into four types: outer gate, inner gate, system gate, seed, core, and four divisions. The human-level ratio is the outer and inner two gates, the department gate is the existence of the key cultivation of the whole peak, and the seed is the cultivation of the sect, the core, and the key point of the focus, and the seventh senior brother is in the Shenyang Peak to participate in this core competition.

......

Time passed quickly, and Yi Chen sat there, almost asleep.

Not far away, Wang Shou is located.

"How's it going, how did you arrange it?" asked Wang Shou to a short old man beside him.

"Peak Master, don't worry! This big match lottery is something we can decide, that kid's opponent is the top ten existences of the younger generation in my sect, miracles, Fang Hua"

"Do a good job Sun Protector, I hope this Fang Hua will not let me down" Wang Shou smiled with a sinister face, as if he could be sure that this Fang Hua would be cut into dust, although this big competition could not hurt people's lives, but he was a peak master, and he still had some power.

"Peak Lord, please rest assured, if Fang Hua can't do it, there is Haijiao Li Xu, this is the top five existence in the younger generation, Peak Lord, this kid is destined to not survive today" The old man laughed even more obscenely, not to mention that he didn't believe it, even if it was him, he didn't believe that Yi Chen could withstand Fang Hua, this was the existence of the ninth stage of Tibetan Qi, except for Fang Hua, Haijiao Li Xuan was the existence of the peak of Tibetan Qi, and if it wasn't, he could also ask that person to take action!

"Okay! Sun Protector! As long as this kid dies this time, you will be the deputy peak master of my second peak" Wang Shou seemed to be ecstatic in his heart, Yi Chen would die in his eyes, and since yesterday's incident, he has always held his breath in his heart.

"Hehe, thank you for the support"

The two looked at each other and smiled, each more insidious and vicious than the other.

......

"In the thirteenth game, Yichen of Huayang Mountain on the eighty-first day fought against the third peak Fanghua of the seventh"

As his name came from the stage, Yi Chen slowly stood up.

"Little junior brother, do your best, don't be ashamed if you lose! Don't get hurt!" said the scholar with a worried look in her eyes.

"Yes, Fourth Senior Brother, I will do my best" Yi Chen was not verbose and slowly walked up to the stage.

On the stage, Yi Chen and Fang Hua were ten meters apart, and the two looked at each other.

"You're still young, go down, I'll spare your life!" Fang Hua was quite handsome, but the tone of his speech was really big.

"What are you going to do? How do you know which is stronger and which is weaker? Don't talk nonsense, come on" Yi Chen didn't talk nonsense, and directly urged Daqian Sadness, which was taught to him by his master Mo Xun, Daqian Compassion, Fengming, Four Elephant Boxing, in Huayang Mountain for more than half a year, he was practicing hard every day.

"Since you want to find death, I will fulfill you" Fang Hua moved, shaking a certain weapon, which shot directly at Yi Chen like a bullet.

"Bell!" Yi Chen caught it with his bare hands, and then slapped it with a fierce palm. "That's all that strength, you deserve me too? I'm standing in these two shoe prints, if you can force me, even if you win!" Yi Chen knew the other party's approximate strength, his feet were forced, and two ten-centimeter-deep shoe prints appeared in front of him.

Fang Hua didn't expect Yi Chen to be so strong, he was famous for his physical toughness, and in addition, he also liked to paint.

"Are you really the sixth stage of hidden qi?" he didn't dare to believe all this, he was a genius.

Yi Chen stood there and didn't move, letting Fang Hua attack, he didn't move a single step on his feet.

Fang Hua had been attacking for more than half an hour, and there was already sweat on his forehead, while Yi Chenren was standing not far away, his feet were not half a step out of the shoe prints.

Fang Hua hesitated a little, he helplessly looked at where the Second Peak Sun Elder was, as if he was waiting for some instructions.

Elder Sun nodded slowly, this was an obvious indication that he could kill him.

"Since you are looking for death, then you can't blame me" Fang Hua said silently in his heart, and slowly took out a pen from his arms.

"Take me a painting, if you take it, then you win!" Fang Hua said angrily.

"Hmph! I hate anyone who paints!" Yi Chen's rubble was scattered all around, and his hands slowly moved.

......

"Who is this man? How come I've never seen him?" asked a handsome man.

"Tell the third prince, this person is a person from the ninth peak of Chongyangmen, we only know that his name is Yi Chen, yesterday's battle of the eight peaks, it seems that it was caused by him" Next to the handsome man, an old man said respectfully.

"Wait and give me all the information about him, remember, it's all! I don't want to know nothing about my opponent in the Hundred Clans Relic!" the handsome man said slowly, as if murderous.

"Yes!Third Prince!" the old man said respectfully, he had already sensed the murderous aura of the Third Prince.

Not far away, next to an obese girl.

"Miss, is the outcome of these two decided?" asked an old woman.

"The one who holds the pen will lose, and that person seems to still have something to do, let's look at it, and see what tricks this writer will make?"

"Yes, miss!" said the fat girl, who stepped back, and the fat girl looked even more interested.

......

Ten breaths later, in the entire martial arts training ground, a huge painting had been depicted.

"Yi Chen! Death!" Fang Hua urged the pen and ink in his hand and smashed it towards Yi Chen.

"Paint, paint, paint, you think you are a creation?" Yi Chen urged the gravel, and the gravel slowly formed a palm, and the palm moved with Yi Chen's left and right hands, and when the painting flew over, the palm formed by the rubble also moved.

"Bang, bang, bang!" after three loud bangs.

The martial arts training ground was full of soil, and Yi Chen was still standing in place, not moving at all.

By the time the soil had dispersed, a painting had been shattered, and a giant hand formed of rubble was pinching Fang Hua's neck.

"I said, I hate anyone who paints, and you're still painting in front of my eyes!" his eyes were bloodshot, and the dirt around him was still moving in the wind!

"I'm defeated!" The blood at the corner of Fang Hua's mouth kept flowing, he had just moved his murderous intent, Yi Chen must know this.

"Just one sentence defeated? One sentence defeated, can it be over?What about your murderous intent just now?What about your arrogance just now?" Yi Chen slowly contracted the giant palm, and then Fang Hua's face changed greatly, it seemed that Yi Chen wanted his life!