Although the venue of the White Tiger List is very large, it still cannot accommodate thousands of people to compete at the same time. The Qingyun Sect sent a lot of masters as referees, and it was also to reduce the mortality rate of the players as much as possible, so the auditions would be conducted in three batches in order to control the number of people and facilitate control.

At the north level of the arena, a platform of more than ten zhang square was set up, and dozens of representatives sent by various sects and factions sat on the platform. Liangchen found that it was Yue'er's father who was sitting in the middle, dressed like everyone in Qingyun Sect, and his previous guess was also confirmed. Curiously, he asked Yue'er, "Your father's status in the Qingyun Sect must be very high, right?

"Is this important?" asked Yue'er with a smile.

"It may not be important to others, but it is very meaningful to me, are you right?" Liangchen's words were a little too straightforward, Yue'er blushed when she heard this, lowered her head slightly, and said coquettishly: "Don't talk nonsense, my father is the head of Qingyun Sect, and Yufengzi is a real person." The reason why I didn't tell you before was because you and I didn't know each other well, and I was worried that because of my father's identity, there would be a rift between you and me, so don't blame me. ”

"How can it be, it's rare that Yue'er thinks about me everywhere, and I am grateful that you are not in a hurry, how can I blame you. If it weren't for you to save me that day, I'm afraid there would have been no one like me in the world. "Liangchen said it very sincerely.

"You also saved my life, don't talk about it in the future, it seems to be raw. Yue'er whispered. Zhu Cun on the side was really a mixed taste at this time, his heart was dripping with blood, and the flame of jealousy was scorching every cell in his body.

"Bang, bang, bang, I'm really tired of you. I said two, it's time to play soon, it's better to be careful and deal with it carefully. Fan Shiyin reminded with a smile that the team of five of them was assigned to the first batch of plays, and only by entering the top four can they qualify for the next round of the competition, which is still quite a lot of pressure. The land of China has produced many talents since ancient times, and when all the geniuses are gathered together, it is equivalent to no genius.

Listening to Sanskrit Shiyin's words, Yue'er became even more ashamed, but Liangchen didn't care, and was influenced by the little fat man, and his face became thicker.

"Cousin, stay behind me later, and my cousin will protect you. This world, after all, is the world of the strong, and everything speaks with strength. "Zhu Cun acted as a messenger to protect the flowers, he had long found that Liangchen's cultivation was only in the spirit realm, and he was in the spirit realm, so he didn't take Liangchen in his eyes. Generally, although the difference between cultivators is only the difference between the two realms, the difference in strength is extremely huge. Zhu Cun knew this, so he expressed himself in front of Yue'er with a great sense of superiority.

"How many times have you said it, call me junior sister. Since everyone is in a team, they should help each other and work together to tide over the difficulties, how can they have selfish thoughts? Yue'er said dissatisfiedly, she was extremely uninterested in her cousin, and Zhu Cun was reprimanded, still with a smile like a spring breeze, and nodded yes again and again. Liangchen can also see that Zhu Cun is a bit of a fake, and the so-called obedience is just to show unusual patience before some ulterior purpose is achieved. At this time, although Zhu Cun was still smiling on the surface, he began to resent Liangchen in his heart, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. Liangchen saw everything in his eyes, and the surface was still silent.

Fan Shiyin and Yue'er were too conspicuous, and Liangchen couldn't keep a low profile if he wanted to, and his provocative eyes kept coming towards him, the fat man and Zhu Cun. It doesn't matter if you have a good day, it's just a nameless casual practice, and your self-esteem is not so strong. The little fat man didn't care anymore, he didn't realize it, he ignored it all, he didn't know whether he was dumbfounded or empty-eyed, but he kept complaining that Liangchen didn't give him Yingguo to eat. Zhu Cun is different, he has been noble since he was a child, has a sense of superiority cultivated since childhood, and his own personality is extremely conceited. Liangchen didn't feel funny when he saw it, and said in his heart that this product would have to suffer later, so it was better to stay away from him.

In the middle of the arena, Chengfengzi raised his breath again and said: "Everyone, Poor Dao will say one last word, compete on the same stage, point to point, don't hurt people's lives." Let's get started. With that, hundreds of young people jumped into the field with cheers, and each of them split their camps and distanced themselves to find their opponents.

Liangchen's team became everyone's public enemy in an instant, and was besieged by more than ten teams, and several people secretly complained in their hearts. The Qingtian List does not limit this, all the rules are only relative, and the end of all the laws in the world is that there are no laws, and the only thing that can really be relied on is its own strength.

At this time, Zhu Cun's expression was still very arrogant, and Liangchen was also very helpless about the stupidity of this goods.

"Boy, you're crazy. Come out, practice with your grandfather, don't hide behind a woman and be that shrinking turtle. A very tall cultivator pointed at Zhu Cun and shouted.

At this time, of course, Zhu Cun would not be cowardly, regardless of Yue'er's obstruction, he stepped forward very manly. He bowed to the provocative person: "Zhu Cun, the disciple of the head of the Qingyun Sect, please teach the senior brother." ”

The other party ignored him at all, and when he came up, he started to fight, and slammed into Zhu Cun's face with a punch. After all, Zhu Cun is a disciple of the head of the Qingyun Sect, and his strength is also good, his reaction speed is very fast, he dodges it sideways, and immediately draws his sword to fight back. The opponent made a knife, extremely fast, powerful, and very sharp. The swords collided, and a burst of sparks burst out in an instant, and in a few breaths, the two sides had already fought against each other several times. Zhu Cun's sword momentum was a dexterous way, and his strength was slightly insufficient, and he was shocked back a few steps by the opponent, looking at the opponent vigilantly.

"There are two moments, let the master see your true skills, hurry up, it's too late, there will be no chance." The sword cultivator jokingly pointed at Zhu Cun and said, after a few rounds, the other party has a general understanding of Zhu Cun's strength.

Zhu Cun didn't take advantage of it, and felt a little unhappy in his heart, so he immediately showed his mystical skills. With the continuous release of spiritual power, I saw that the Qingyu Sword in his hand gradually transformed into seven sword shadows, and under the drive of spiritual power, the seven sword shadows stabbed towards the other party at a very fast speed at the same time. Regardless of the power of Zhu Cun's mystical technique, it was extremely ornamental and gorgeous, and won the praise of many cultivators in the field, Zhu Cun's vanity was greatly satisfied, and his spirit was also excited, and his fighting spirit was high.

When the sword cultivator saw this, he knew that the level of this mystical skill made by Zhu Cun was not low, and he did not dare to hold it up, but he also used his own mystical skill to fight against it. This cultivator's mystical technique is to attach his spiritual power to the battle knife, and generate a war knife condensed by spiritual power, which is several times larger than the original blade, which is extremely huge and shocking. Zhu Cun's mystical technique is to disperse the spiritual power and lock all the tricky attack angles, so as to force the opponent to have no escape and have to defend head-on. However, the sword cultivator's occult technique is to concentrate the spiritual power in one burst, although it is extremely powerful, it is difficult to lock the opponent. Sure enough, Zhu Cun dodged the attack of his sword technique at an extremely fast speed, and at the same time, the seven sword shadows stabbed towards the cultivator one after another.

Since the cultivator of the sword dared to take the lead in standing up and challenge, he naturally had a certain ability, and his reaction speed was not slow, and he frequently dodged. Zhu Cun's seven sword shadows did not arrive at the same time, and they dodged six ways, only one of which hit his right arm. Pierced directly, the blood kept flowing down, and after the Qingyu Sword was stabbed, it automatically flew back into Zhu Cun's hands. The knife cultivator was in great pain, and someone had already come to treat the bandage and withdrew from the arena.

After the victory, Zhu Cun became more and more nervous, in order to show off to Yue'er, he played a sword flower before returning the sword into the sheath, and looked at Liangchen with full taste, there is no essential difference between humans and animals in the matter of choosing a mate. Liangchen was confused by him, looking at this guy's strength, is he trying to help others to beat his own people? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the reason why Zhu Cun was able to win quickly was because he used the occult technique to restrain the other party, and to put it bluntly, he won on the occult technique. But the occult technique itself consumes a lot of spiritual power, especially the higher the level of the offensive metatechnique, the greater the spiritual power consumption. Therefore, without waiting for Zhu Cun to continue to chatter, the second challenger stepped forward.

Although the first audition was a team battle, because Liangchen's team is very special, it is natural to receive special treatment from everyone. However, everyone did not rush up, but with the mentality of a cat playing with rats, they used wheel tactics to fight a one-on-one war of attrition. The purpose of everyone is not to simply win, but to completely destroy the prestige of Liangchen, Zhu Cun and Little Fat Man, and make them lose face in front of the two beautiful girls. At this time, the competition in the field has been completely launched, and the shouts of killing have come and gone, and the competition is in full swing.

This challenger is still a sword cultivator. His face was a little soft and cold, and his eyes stared at Zhu Cun gloomily: "Let me teach the superb skills of the disciples of the head of Qingyun." ”

"You're too bullying, it's not fair at all. Yue'er said with some dissatisfaction, and was about to stop Zhu Cun, who wanted to fight, but he was stopped by Liangchen. Liangchen looked at Zhu Cun with a wicked smile and said: "Silly girl, don't worry, you see that Senior Brother Zhu is high-spirited and in a state at this time, don't ruin his interest at this time, if there are ten or eight more challengers, Senior Brother Zhu will definitely be able to withstand it." Senior Brother Zhu, you said that the younger brother is right. ”

Seeing that the downhill steps were gone, Zhu Cun gritted his teeth with hatred for this good day in his heart, but he still behaved very generously and calmly on the surface, and he looked like he was in danger. In fact, most of the spiritual power in his body has been consumed, and although he has taken the qi tonifying pill, it has not had much effect for a while, and he is not sure if he continues to fight. Besides, the occult technique has already been used once, and the other party has already been prepared, and it will not have a surprise effect.

Although Yue'er was not interested in Zhu Cun's frequent dedication, after all, he was from the same school and was his cousin, so he knew the details of it, and knew that his combat effectiveness at this time had been greatly halved, and he could not fight again one after another. She was already kind-hearted, but she was not fooled by Liangchen, and grabbed Zhu Cun. Zhu Cun kicked his nose in the face, pretending to break free from Yue'er, and his eyes continued to provoke Liangchen. "Okay, why are you so stingy, everyone and friends, he is just funny, you are really energetic!" Yue'er pouted and blamed dissatisfiedly, and Zhu Cunfang quieted down.

"Since he can't do it, admit that he is soft, then you come. If it's a man, don't shrink back, hurry up. The challenger pointed a knife at Liangchen and said quietly, as soon as his words came out, it caused a burst of laughter from everyone around, everyone knew that he was going to pick up persimmons and pinch them softly, because among the five people, Liangchen's cultivation was the lowest.