Chang Ling was holding a drunk in one hand again, walking slowly on the path home.

Facing the moonlight, her mood is indescribably comfortable.

The joy of the rest of her life seemed to come up in such a quiet moment, and she longed for the road to be extended indefinitely, and she could never finish it in her life.

But tomorrow will still come as promised, and the years never treat people.

March passed quickly, and soon Chang Ling and the three of them came to the inner city of the Immortal League again, and this time there were obviously less than half of the people waiting here.

Seeing Zhang Ya surrounded by everyone from afar, Zhang Ya snorted coldly and tilted her head violently.

Chang Ling and Gu Siyu hurriedly grabbed the eldest lady who wanted to rush up, and listened to the eldest lady's complaints, until they didn't know when Yan Tianhe, who appeared on the high platform quietly, coughed lightly.

Everyone present was a monk with a clear sense of deafness, and such a slight sound was keenly captured by everyone.

There was an instant silence in the room.

Yan Tianhe glanced at it with satisfaction, and said slowly: "I'm glad to see you here again, three months have passed, and only half of them have been missing, and it seems that you still haven't worked hard enough." ”

A bold monk answered, "Elder, we don't mind working hard now. ”

Yan Tianhe still had a gentle smile on his face, but his tone was extremely cold: "I can also make you never have to work hard in the future." ”

The monks who were eager to try the fierce light in the audience were silent for a while.

Yan Tianhe continued to smile and said, "Congratulations on entering the re-examination of the Qingshan Academy. Now, let me tell you about the rules of the retest. ”

"The content of the re-examination is a duel between the groups, first of all, a random draw to the opponent's group, one member of each side fights in the martial arts stage, leaving the martial arts platform is regarded as a defeat in the battle, and the winner needs to continue to face the next opponent's group to send the fighters until he is eliminated. Which group of three people is eliminated first, it will be regarded as a failure, and the opportunity to enter the Qingshan Academy will be lost. ”

"The winning groups in the first round were matched in pairs, and nine teams were finalized to advance to the final round. ”

As soon as the words and voices fell, the atmosphere between the audience became even more tense.

"Oh yes, this competition, no matter life or death, you can take out all the hole cards magic weapons, and it's your ability to win. ”

After listening to the gentle words, Chang Ling's face couldn't help but become gloomy.

Isn't this an endless wheel war?

You can bring any magic weapon, regardless of life or death.

From these two simple sentences alone, you can see the blood and cruelty behind it.

"Oh, and the opponents you kill, the things on your body, of course, are also your trophies. He looked at the solemn or excited faces of the audience with great interest, and said without worrying about the excitement.

The fragile silence in the audience was finally difficult to maintain, and a sigh came.

Chang Ling took a deep breath, although 'life and death' was a clause that had to be added to almost any competition, but once in the main gate, both sides were far from the level of fighting each other's lives, and asking each other for advice was the greatest significance of the competition.

But now, the promotion of this Qingshan Academy has become an upright way to kill people and seize treasures in Qingzhou.

Chang Ling thought that she was unwilling to judge others with extreme evil, but she also clearly understood that there would be no less killing.

"Chang Ling, Gu Siyu, I didn't know that this retest was such a rule, if you don't want to participate, let's apply for a waiver now, it's still too risky after all. Fu Ning said.

"Fu Ning, the fight between the monks is inevitable, I don't offend people, people want to offend me, we might as well use this competition as a real combat exercise, we can not hurt the lives of others at will. Gu Siyu thought for a moment and spoke.

"Oh, I don't know whose life you can hurt. A strange voice came from beside him.

A white-faced bearded man crossed his arms and looked coldly at Chang Ling and the others, his eyes full of disdain.

Chang Ling and the others didn't argue with this person, turned around and left the inner city of the Immortal League.

Provocative people can never be scolded, and even being dragged by them is their trap, and in the battle, attacking the heart has always been a good prescription.

The list of the two sides of the battle will be announced in the whole Qingzhou three days later, and the remaining three days are for the monks to arm themselves.

With the spirit treasure that he took out from the secret realm of the corpse before, plus the already expensive net worth of the three of them, I am afraid that ordinary Yuanying monks will be a little greedy when they see it, with the insurmountable moat on the magic weapon, it is still very easy for them to protect themselves in this competition.

The competition naturally involves victory or defeat, although Fu Ning said that it doesn't matter, but Chang Ling and Gu Siyu can see her yearning for Qingshan Academy.

Chang Ling thought for a while, and reluctantly made a battle plan.

Try to carry a wheel battle for everyone, for example, the first game is Gu Siyu, try to defeat the three of them to make the team advance, and change to Chang Ling in the next game......

It sounds good, but in practice, none of the three dares to pack tickets.

The difference in cultivation between the upper, middle and lower grades in the Concentration Realm is not big, but the gap still exists, and no matter how good the elixir for restoring spiritual power is, it is difficult to make up for the lack of spiritual cultivation.

Something as precious as Spirit Breath Grass and Blood Condensation Grass, Chang Ling was not prepared to take it out in the competition.

The competition process was supervised by the Yuanying Realm cultivators throughout the process, and the aura of the spirit grass could not hide it from them, although they would not kill people and seize treasures in Qingzhou City, but with their power and coercion, it was enough for Chang Ling to 'willingly' hand over those things.

She had no doubt about the value of the Psilocaust and the Blood Clotting Grass.

However, ordinary pills will not have any effect on her injuries, which is really a tough battle for her.

"Regardless of the result of the draw, I'll do it for the first game. Chang Ling said softly.

She's not the most knowledgeable or the most beautiful, but she's definitely the most resistant to beatings and the most recovering of the three.

If it goes well, they will have seven rounds of competition, and she will go all out for three.

Gu Siyu and Fu Ning naturally saw Chang Ling's intentions, when opening the pulse and concentrating the realm, physical cultivation would indeed have a lot of advantages in actual combat, especially Chang Ling was still an authentic sword cultivator who practiced sword qi, and it was undoubtedly the best choice for her to play the most rounds.

But Gu Siyu and Fu Ning, who were always 'taken care of' along the way, had long been a little embarrassed, after all, among the three, Chang Ling was the youngest, a twelve-year-old girl, always with a straight back and a firm expression, completely ignoring the fragility and coquettishness of this age.