As the presiding elder announced the start, many people in the square came out and went to the presiding podium one by one to draw their numbers.

Cheng Ling looked around and saw that all of them were teenagers, and their cultivation was basically in the late stage of qi refining, and only a few of them looked relatively powerful, and they should have reached perfection. Among those disciples, Chen Lei and Liu Feng were impressively listed.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, these two guys, it's better not to let me meet, otherwise if I can't hold my hand for a while, I won't be able to keep a low profile.

The two of them also saw Cheng Ling, they both looked joking, Chen Lei even stretched out his thumb, gestured on his neck, and looked at him playfully, which means: Wash your neck and wait to be slaughtered!

Cheng Ling smiled indifferently and gestured with a middle finger. Although they didn't understand what it meant, it was obviously not a good greeting, and the two of them were even more angry in their hearts, and they both made up their minds that the next game would make him suffer.

Eighty-six disciples drew lots in turn, and the speed was very fast. After the presiding elder had finished the draw, he announced, "No. 1 vs. No. 86, the game begins!"

Immediately, the two teenagers jumped into the ring one by one, put on a stance, and fought against each other. Cheng Ling looked at his signature number, it was the ninth, so there should be a few more games before it was his turn, so he began to observe the competition in the ring, so as to feel the strength of others.

The two teenagers come and go, one uses swordsmanship, and the other uses bare hands. Cheng Ling guessed that one was the Sword Hall and the other was the Martial Hall, and the hall masters of the two halls did not seem to have a good relationship, and the two disciples quickly became really angry.

The swordsmanship of the disciples of the Sword Hall is in order, every move and style is not chaotic, and the power is exerted, but it is a pity that there is a lack of changes. Cheng Ling shook his head secretly, this is obviously the embodiment of dead practice, and it is difficult to produce practical results by copying rigid moves.

On the other hand, the young man in the martial arts hall, although the moves are also very clear, there are very few traces of axe chisels, and a few basic martial arts are interspersed from time to time, which often catches people off guard.

Cheng Ling looked at it for a moment and knew that it was only a matter of time before the disciples of the Sword Hall failed.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, the martial arts disciple grabbed a flaw in the other party, and attacked several times in a row, causing the sword hall disciple to be in a hurry, and after barely resisting for a while, he hit several times in a row, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and fell down.

The presiding elder announced, "In the first game, No. 86 wins, and the second game begins!"

The martial hall disciple stepped out of the ring, but the sword hall disciple couldn't move, and the presiding elder waved his hand, and two disciples came up to the stage and carried him down.

Cheng Ling asked Song Yingjie on the side, "Senior Brother Song, is there any contradiction between your martial arts hall and the sword hall?

Song Yingjie nodded and said, "Senior brother should be practicing weekdays! The contradiction between our Martial Hall and the Sword Hall can be said to be known to the entire sect. ”

The two sides started fighting again in the ring, Cheng Ling glanced at it, and saw that both parties were disciples of the Sword Hall, and the swordsmanship they made was not very good, so he stopped paying attention to it, turned his head and said, "Please also ask the senior brother to teach!"

Song Yingjie said: "In the four halls of the sect, except for the uncle of Xuan Lingzi, the other three hall masters and sect masters are all brothers of the same generation, and the relationship between them was not bad, but decades ago, after the original martial hall master sat on the position of sect master, it changed. ”

"The sect master was originally from the Martial Hall?"

"Yes, the sect master was the hall master of the martial arts hall back then, and the cultivation of several people was about the same, but in that year, several people explored the secret realm together, and the sect master and my father got some opportunities, and their cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds. ”

And the friendship between the two is the same, and they advance and retreat together. Originally, the previous sect master was intended to be the sect master of the Sword Hall, after all, the name of the sect was the Sword Sect, and the inheritance of swordsmanship was also the most. However, I heard that the uncle of the Xuan Master was strongly opposed and resolutely supported the master of the Xuan Hall back then. ”

"Uncle Xuan's ancestors are very high, and he has never participated in the sect fight, once he speaks, the first sect master has to think about it, plus my father's support, and finally let the Xuantang master serve as the sect master, and my father will become the new hall master of the martial hall. ”

Cheng Ling secretly thought: It seems that the master has already seen that the Chen family has bad intentions, so he strongly opposes Chen Hai as the sect master. But that's okay, at least in this way, the Chen family's power in the sect will also be weakened, and there will be people to share the pressure for themselves.

The game went on very quickly, after all, these new disciples were not very old, and the cultivation time was also very short, it was impossible to play for half an hour in a game, and they did not have so much physical strength.

Soon, it was Cheng Ling's turn to play. He picked up his sword and came to the ring, where he saw a young man in a long white robe standing there, also holding a sword in his hand. Cheng Ling's heart moved, isn't it from Jiantang, can't he also be a child of the Chen family?

The young man looked at Cheng Ling coldly and said, "It turned out that you are a traitor to the Chen family, today, let me teach you a good lesson on behalf of the family!"

Cheng Ling was speechless, how could these people be so self-righteous, it was obvious that they expelled themselves, and now they have to beat him upside down, slandering him as a traitor, and his perception of the Chen family is much worse.

He pulled out two sword flowers in his right hand and said indifferently: "Since you have decided to represent the family, then I will collect some interest first!"

After speaking, the sword weapon in his hand flicked, and it stabbed straight through. The young man raised the sword weapon in his hand, trying to block the blow, but unfortunately Cheng Ling's sword speed was too fast, and when he touched the sword weapon, it was already at the tail end of the long sword, and the sword blade at the front instantly pierced his shoulder.

"Hmph!" the boy snorted, and hurriedly stepped back, trying to distance himself. But where did Cheng Ling let him get out of the sword circle, he quickly followed two steps under his feet and slashed towards his arm. In the end, he didn't want to kill people, he just wanted to make the other party suffer.

"Ahh In his heart, he was angry, and he didn't care about it, grabbing the sword weapon and slashing at Cheng Ling indiscriminately.

He really thought that he could kill the old master with random punches. In fact, Cheng Ling watched the previous few games and knew that most of these disciples had only practiced a few superficial skills.

Whether it is swordsmanship, spells, or martial arts, they are still very immature, relatively speaking, the martial arts of the martial artist in the first scene are considered to be masterful.

I am different, those basic swordsmanship in my mind are several levels higher than others, and the Baiyun Swordsmanship and Lightning Swordsmanship have all been practiced to the stage of Dacheng. In his eyes, the young man's sword moves were full of flaws.

He also lost interest in fighting, and Baiyun swordsmanship was used, and in a few moves, a sword was crossed under the young man's neck.

As soon as the presiding elder saw it, he announced on the spot: "The 9th wins, and the next one begins!"

Xuan Lingzi stroked his messy beard, and his eyes were relieved. Song Hanyu whispered to him and said, "Uncle Xuan, your little disciple's swordsmanship is good, and his basic skills are also very solid, congratulations!"

"Hehe~, this kid used to be lazy, if you really concentrate on cultivation, you can still make it!"

When the two of them spoke, their voices were not loud, but they still did not escape Chen Hai's ears, he glanced at Chen Lei, and a trace of murder flashed in his eyes.

Chen Lei nodded slowly, obviously understanding what he meant.

The game continued, and Cheng Ling finally saw Song Ying's outstanding hand. I saw him play a set of punches, strictly guarding the door, and being vigorous, and in less than half a cup of tea, he said that his opponent had knocked down the ring.

His father nodded slightly, but Xuan Lingzi smiled and said, "Hanyu, Jie'er is actually very good, don't be too strict!"

Song Hanyu smiled and said: "This kid does work weekdays, but his temperament is too gentle, like a girl, not like me at all, which makes me angry." ”

Xuan Lingzi was dumbfounded: "You think your hot temper is good, I didn't see you cause less trouble when I was young, according to me, Jie'er is much better than you." ”

Song Hanyu's cheeks were slightly red, and he smiled and didn't refute.

The competition went on very quickly, and after an hour, the first round was over, and there were forty-three disciples left, so one person was destined to have a bye.

The presiding elder touched the lottery for a while, showed a number and said: "The second round of the game begins, and there is a bye on the 9th of this round!"

Cheng Ling was stunned, he couldn't imagine that his luck was so good, and it was his turn to have a bye for the first time.

Chen Lei and Liu Feng looked at it in disappointment, and scolded in their hearts: This kid is really lucky, he has a bye, but there are still a few rounds ahead, and he will always suffer.

More than half an hour passed, and the second round was over, and this time with Cheng Ling, it happened to be eleven pairs of disciples to compete. The current lottery numbers are completely disrupted, and they are all randomly drawn by the presiding elders.

"In the first game of the third round, No. 6 Cheng Batong awarded No. 25 white"

Cheng Ling was stunned, the host was old, there were a few teeth missing in his mouth, and his speech was a little leaky. But what he heard in his ears was Cheng Bazhuan on the whiteboard......

"The second game of the third round, No. 15 Hong Zhong vs. No. 36 Erwan"

Red vs. Two Thousand......

"The third scene, Zhu Ran vs. Niu Du"

Pig pen to tripe......

"The fourth scene, Liu Yuejing vs. Xia Shiren"

Cheng Ling finally couldn't bear it anymore and laughed out loud. Everyone was puzzled and looked at him. He could only endure it, but his stomach was already twitching, and his face was green.

Thank you Mom and Dad for giving me such a good name......!

No matter where this kid's thoughts drifted, it would soon be his turn, and this time the opponent happened to be Liu Feng.

After the presiding elder announced, Liu Feng quickly jumped into the ring, stood on the stage, looked down at Cheng Ling, and said indifferently: "Cheng Ling, you have to admit defeat directly, it's still too late." ”

But he saw Cheng Ling standing motionless under the stage, his face was green, the corners of his mouth were moving, he bent down slightly, his hands were on his stomach, and he kept trembling. Could it be that this kid is afraid of being like this when he sees me?

Only Xuan Lingzi could see at a glance that he must be thinking about something indecent, and after waiting for a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, he came to his side in an instant, slapped him with a slap, and scolded in his mouth: "Stinky boy, what dirty things you want, it's your turn to play, do you know it!"