Three days later, in the square where Cheng Ling participated in the newcomer competition, another grand competition was ushered in.

At this time, the square has changed a lot. The center of the ring is even larger, and there are four forbidden pillars around it, and a semicircular light shield envelops the ring, and even the ground of the ring is made of steel.

Obviously, because the cultivation of the people participating in the competition is too high, in order to avoid accidentally injuring the disciples and destroying the ring, it is tailor-made.

Many seats were built around the ring for the disciples to watch. There is a defensive formation around the seats, and the seats are in the center, with two rows of tables and chairs, and four seats in the upper and lower rows.

When Cheng Ling came to the square, there were already many disciples sitting on the seats, all of them excitedly discussing with each other, supporting the sect master candidate in their hearts.

In front of the ring, there were several disciples standing aside, Cheng Yanbing, Cheng Hongyi, Cheng Zhenghong, Song Yingjie, and Liu Ming were impressively listed. There are also a few fresh faces, presumably the newly recruited Cheng Honggang and others.

As soon as Cheng Ling approached the ring, there was a "buzzing" sound in the audience.

"Look, isn't that Cheng Ling, he has been missing for six years, and he finally came back today?"

"Yes, it's him. At that time, he was the first person to obtain the foundation building disciple, and looking at his current strength, he should not be underestimated, and he should have the ability to seize the position of the sect master. ”

"Cut, he has been missing for six years, and he is a casual cultivator outside, how can he improve his cultivation in the sect quickly, he is definitely not the opponent of my disciple of the Shutang. ”

"It's a pity that Senior Brother Chen Mo died unexpectedly when he went out to practice, and Senior Brother Chen Song abstained again, and the momentum of our Sword Hall has dropped greatly. ”

"Fortunately, Elder Taishang accepted Liu Ming as a disciple, I heard that he is already in the realm of Jindan Consummation, and this time the position of the sect master is bound to be obtained!"

"Don't be ashamed, have you asked Senior Brother Ling Xiao? He has already reached the Jindan Consummation, isn't he still Liu Ming's opponent?"

"Okay, don't talk about it. The Supreme Elder and the hall masters have come out!"

Just as the disciples were arguing, eight mermaids entered the arena, Liu Qingyan was the head, and sat in the middle of the back row, and several other Supreme Elders also sat down one by one. After the elders sat down, several hall masters humbly sat in the front row of seats with each other, and it was really hierarchical!

Cheng Ling looked up, the other three hall masters were all old faces, and Chen Hai of the Sword Hall was dead, but he didn't know who would succeed him.

Song Yingjie was friendly with him, and knowing that he didn't hear anything outside the window, he introduced: "In place of Hall Master Chen, there is a Sword Hall elder of the previous generation, named Liang Fa. The four Supreme Elders behind him, from left to right, are Yang Sen, Liu Qingyan, and Xiao Yan, as for the sect master, you should always know each other!"

Cheng Ling smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Not bad, your cultivation has improved very quickly, and you have surpassed Chen Song and them." ”

Song Yingjie's face turned bitter, and he said: "In the past few years, my father has been very strict, always forcing me to cultivate, and I barely broke through to the late stage of Jindan last month. ”

Cheng Ling shook his head, Song Hanyu wanted his son to be Jackie Chan, and forced his son to retreat all day long, but he lacked actual combat experience. Song Yingjie's actual combat ability, I am afraid that he will be at the bottom, and I hope that he will not be injured in the competition.

He has no choice, how can he be an outsider who can ignore the affairs of other fathers and sons!

At this time, Xuan Wuxiang stood up and said loudly: "Disciples, half a month ago, this sect broke through the Yuan Infant, and the position of the sect master will be relinquished. After I discussed with several Taishang, it was decided to hold a succession competition within the sect. ”

"Now, the participants are on the edge of the ring, from all the halls, namely Liu Ming, Yang Xu, and Liu Wen of the Jiantang, Cheng Yanbing, Cheng Hongyi, Cheng Zhenghong, Cheng Honggang, Cheng Hongjie, Wutang Lingxiao, Song Yingjie, Xiao Yan, Xiao Xu, and the last one is Cheng Ling of the Array. ”

"These thirteen people will participate in the suzerain's succession competition. Now, I declare the rules of the Big Ratio as follows: Ten

The three disciples draw the corresponding numbers and face each other in pairs, and the final winner is the candidate for the next sect master. During the competition, there is no limit to the means, but it is not allowed to play heavy hands, and if you find it, you will be judged immediately!"

Several participating disciples breathed a sigh of relief, this is okay, if they all play hard, there will be more deaths. Presumably, several Supreme Elders also considered that the participants were all elites of the sect, and no matter which one was lost, it was a loss, so such a rule was made.

At this time, Ling Xiao spoke and asked, "Dare to ask the sect master, there are thirteen disciples in the competition, how should they fight each other." ”

Xuan Wuxiang glanced at him and said, "My generation cultivates the Dao, and cultivation is one of the strengths, and what is even more commendable is chance and luck. If a person's chance and luck are strong, they will be able to get twice the result with half the effort at any time, and the path of cultivation will be smooth, which will be of greater help to the sect!"

"Therefore, although there is one more disciple participating in the competition, it is okay. At that time, the participating disciples will come forward to draw lots in turn. The two disciples who drew the same number naturally became the two sides of the duel, and the last one had a bye. ”

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and if you look at it this way, there will be two disciples who have a chance to have a bye, and that luck is too good. They remembered that when the newcomers competed in martial arts, Cheng Ling's two byes showed strange looks.

Cheng Zhenghong and Song Yingjie both looked at Cheng Ling playfully and said, "Senior Brother Cheng, this time, you won't be so lucky with a bye!"

They still remember it vividly, when the newcomer Wang Dabi and Cheng Ling had two byes, they easily entered the top six.

Cheng Ling smiled and said, "I don't know, it's a big deal that you draw lots first, and I'll be the last to draw lots?"

Liu Ming looked at Cheng Ling and always felt that his figure was a little familiar. In the battle with him a few months ago, Cheng Ling did not reveal his true face, so he was not sure that it was Cheng Ling who made him miss the romantic night of flowers and candles in the cave room.

Xiao Yan and Xiao Xu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and they moved away in an instant, but their eyes were sensed by Cheng Ling. He wondered in his heart, what is the situation of these two people, do they know themselves?

Cheng Honggang and Cheng Hongjie didn't care, as if the other participating disciples were all decorations, and their faces were about to rise to the sky!

Everyone behaved differently, and Xuan Wuxiang announced: "The lottery begins!"

Ling Xiao stepped forward first, in the Wuxiang Sword Sect, he was a senior brother, he had always been very arrogant, and he didn't take anyone else in his eyes at all.

Soon, he finished drawing lots and showed a round ball, only to see a "three" written on it, which was obviously the player in the third game.

The rest of the disciples stepped forward one by one, each drew out their own signs, and showed them to the bigwigs on the rostrum.

After all the twelve disciples were drawn, the audience in the audience and several bigwigs on the rostrum looked at Cheng Ling in surprise, unable to say a word for a long time.

Cheng Zhenghong and Song Yingjie shook their heads and smiled bitterly, this Cheng Ling's luck is too rebellious.

I saw that the twelve people in the field all drew their corresponding signs, which were:

Cheng Yanbing vs. Song Yingjie;

Liu Ming to Cheng Hongyi;

Ling Xiao to Liu Wen;

Cheng Honggang vs. Yang Xu;

Cheng Hongjie to Xiao Yan;

Cheng Zhenghong to Xiao Xu;

Cheng Ling has a bye!

He was so happy in his heart, and he was so lucky. However, he still politely asked Xuan Wuxiang: "Sect Master, do I still need to smoke again?"

Nima, it's all confirmed, and he still smokes a yarn, is this kid really God's brother-in-law? Liu Qingyan smiled lightly, this disciple accepted by Senior Brother Xuan is indeed very interesting, I really want to be included in my own disciple!

The other seven bigwigs, all of them seemed to be constipated, holding their breath, their faces flushed, and they couldn't say a word.

In the audience, a disciple of the formation hall laughed and said, "Senior Brother Cheng is really extraordinary, the rules of the sect master seem to be tailor-made for him, I bet that he will be the one who has a bye in the next round!"

"Cut, shit luck will come to an end, I don't believe he can have two byes in a row, I bet with you, 100,000 spirit stones. ”

"Bet on it, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Immediately, there was a disciple who knew the opportunity, and shouted loudly: "Come on, come on, come on, if you want to bet on me, sit in the village today, and bet on whether the next round of Cheng Ling has a bye, one by a bye pays five, and if you don't have a bye, you will have a rare opportunity!"

This is all out of the market!

The corners of Xuan Wuxiang's mouth twitched a few times, such a guy doesn't cultivate well on weekdays, and he does everything he can to do some crooked ways. Wait, now I'm still the sect master, and I'll clean you up when I'm done.

But he didn't think at all that after he was done, he wouldn't be the sect master's ......!

He was secretly angry in his heart, so he hurriedly announced the start of the game and brought the matter back to the point!

Cheng Yanbing and Song Yingjie both jumped into the ring, and without saying a word, they started fighting.

Cheng Ling hid behind all the participating disciples, and her stomach was about to hurt with laughter. He didn't expect his luck to be so against the sky, is it really as the master said, it is a kind of potential, he is blessed by heaven, and the potential will only get stronger and stronger?

He also heard someone in the audience betting on whether there was a bye at the opening, and his heart moved, so let's try it.

came to the audience and asked loudly: "This senior brother, I don't know if I can bet on it?"

Everyone was stunned, what is the situation, the main master has come to bet in person? The disciple who opened the market said: "Don't dare, if Senior Brother Cheng bets, he will also take it in the next place, I don't know if you are pressing your own bye, or not?"

"I'm betting on my bye, am I betting...... Well, let's bet 100 million spirit stones!"

Everyone gasped, 100 million spirit stones was an astronomical amount, and they only bet on tens of thousands, and the top of the sky was only one million. The one who was charged was still a descendant of the Cheng family, and he had a rich net worth. This time there is a 100 million, if the bet is won, the opening will not be able to lose if he sells himself.

The opening disciple was shocked and lost his mind for a while, and it took him a long time to come to his senses, and he said tremblingly: "100 million, this is too much, junior brother can't afford to pay it!"

"How much is 100 million?" Cheng Ling wondered. This is also the cool thing he has scavenged in Fallen Leaf City during this time, he made a whole 7.2 billion, he took 1.2 billion himself, and left the rest for Xiyan.

Everyone is overwhelmed, 100 million is not much, how many spirit stones are needed, they are all thrown out, I am afraid that the entire ring will not be able to pile up.

Cheng Ling was depressed, the one who opened the market didn't dare to accept the bet, so wouldn't there be no test?

At this moment, a voice came: "It's just 100 million, I'll bet with you!"

Cheng Ling turned around, only to see Liu Ming slowly walking over and saying to him contemptuously.

"Oh, so Senior Brother Liu is willing to take this bet?"

"Yes, but 100 million is too little, let's bet on one billion!"

The audience was amazed.

Cheng Ling smiled secretly, this kid didn't go to see Cheng Yanbing, he came specifically to find fault? But if you come to send the spirit stone, I don't mind taking a little, even if you lose, it's a big deal to go back to Ye Cheng to find Xiyan!

He said: "That's it, Senior Brother Liu, I only have a total of 1.2 billion spirit stones, let's bet 1.2 billion, if I still have a bye in the next round, I win, if I don't have a bye, I will naturally lose!"

Liu Ming laughed and said indifferently: "Don't worry, how can my southern Liu family care about this little spirit stone, you just admit defeat obediently!"