Contrary to the glory of Zijima, Hai Island gathers the weakest disciples. The tournament on the island of Hai is a knockout round.

If the disciples on Hai Island want to continue to stay in the Sanssouci Immortal Sect, they need to win three consecutive battles. It's almost impossible to accomplish.

The highest level of cultivation on Hai Island is only the fifth level of cultivation the day after tomorrow. In the first fight, they need to defeat an opponent with the same cultivation. In the second battle, they will meet an opponent who has cultivated at the seventh level the day after tomorrow. If they are lucky enough to win, in the third battle, they may meet the opponent of the eighth layer cultivation of the day after tomorrow.

With a difference of two or three levels in cultivation, the situation of the battle will be completely biased to one side.

For the disciples of Hai Island, the examination is just a formality. Although, every time you win a battle, the Worry-Free Immortal Sect will give you a corresponding reward. However, this reward is really insignificant compared to the number of qualifications for regular disciples.

Over the years, only a very small number of disciples with excellent luck have been able to win three games in a row and become official disciples of the Worry-Free Immortal Sect.

For many years, Hai Island has been considered a concentration camp for crane tails. No one cares about the competition here. No audience will come here to watch.

However, this year has changed, because He Xiaoxiao appeared on Hai Island. She's here, of course, for the sake of the priest. She appeared here and attracted a large following.

At this moment, Si Dao was already standing on the stage. Everyone looked curiously at the white-haired boy on the stage. The white-haired young man's steps are vain, and his cultivation is even more penultimate in cultivation, only the third layer of the day after tomorrow. The entire Worry-Free Immortal Sect couldn't pick out a second person who was lower than Si Dao Xiu.

No one believed that the road could win. Everyone looked at the white-haired boy on the stage playfully. Everyone waited for the white-haired boy to lose quickly. Everyone expects He Xiaoxiao to wake up from unrealistic fantasies.

"After today, he won't appear in the Worry-Free Immortal Sect again. In the future, you and him will become people of two worlds. Qin Xuetong sat next to He Xiaoxiao and told the "facts" of what was about to happen.

For half a year, Si Dao was paralyzed to death in bed every day, motionless, like a king. If such a person can pass the examination, it is simply an insult to the Worry-Free Immortal Sect.

He Xiaoxiao listened to it and didn't care. She chuckled and shook her head: "Senior sister, if he wants to stay in the Worry-Free Immortal Sect, no one can stop him. I don't know how strong he really is. But he will not be weak. He is stronger than all of us. ”

He Xiaoxiao's words were full of extraordinary confidence. She looked at the white-haired young man on the stage seriously, with an attitude like a sensible student, carefully studying every move and every style that was about to happen.

Qin Xuetong shook her head helplessly. She really didn't know how He Xiaoxiao, who had always been steady and proud, could believe in the white-haired boy so naively. Nothing matters, though. Qin Xuetong also looked at the stage. She was convinced that if she didn't make a move, Si Dao would be defeated.

Si Dao's opponent is a tough young man with a five-layer cultivation.

The tough boy was smiling. His luck was really "good", and he actually matched with the weakest Si Dao. In his opinion, this was a godsend victory.

In the audience, many people sighed and mocked.

"Hurry up and defeat the white-haired toad, and hurry up and let the white-haired toad get out of the worry-free immortal sect. ”

"Si Dao is not worthy of He Xiaoxiao at all. He's a piece of waste. ”

"The tough young man on the stage, hurry up and defeat Si Dao. The master will reward you with a spirit stone. ”

Speaking of which, Si Dao was really driven down the mountain. Will it be difficult for us to see He Xiaoxiao in the future?"

"He Xiaoxiao, I love you, I am more suitable for you than Si Dao......"

In the midst of the noise one after another, the competition officially began.

On the stage, a tough young man who had cultivated to the fifth floor of the day after tomorrow held a wooden machete, stimulated his internal force to the extreme, and rushed towards Si Dao. The lion fights the rabbit, and still uses all his strength. The tough boy did not relax at all because of the weakness of his opponent. He jumped into the air with all his might, holding a knife in both hands, like an agarwood saving his mother, and slashed downward.

On the other side, the priest stood with his hands down. He was obviously right-handed, but he held the wooden sword in his left hand. Not only that, but he didn't put on any sword pose at all. He stood upright, unsuspectingly waiting for his opponent's attack, without dodging or resisting.

Everyone was convinced that in the next second, Si Dao would fall to the ground and be seriously injured and defeated.

However, the scenario that everyone expected did not happen. Under the gaze of everyone, the tough young man who flew into the air did not cut the middle of the road. That's right, when Si Dao didn't move at all, the tough boy made such a serious mistake and cut it crookedly.

At this moment, the tough boy missed a blow, but exposed himself in front of Si Dao. Before he could cut again, he was hit in the waist by Si Dao first.

At close range, Si Dao hit the tough young man's waist and abdomen inch by inch. Then, the tough boy fell directly to the ground.

The tough teenager tried to get to his feet. He pressed his wooden knife against the ground and struggled to his feet. He didn't want to fail. But in the end, he still lay on the ground. He wept bitterly and wept aloud. He didn't take advantage of the opportunity given by God. He will leave the Worry-Free Immortal Sect forever, and he will never be able to continue his immortal path again, just because of an unforgivable mistake.

The tough young man's cultivation is now considered a third-rate master in mortal dust, and he can live a rich life in mortal dust. However, having seen the fairyland, where can he still accept mortal dust?

There are many people who are so miserable and sad today.

Everyone did not focus on the tough young man who was about to leave the Worry-Free Immortal Sect. They had already foreseen that the fight would be clear in a single move. Although this is the case, it is the exact opposite of what everyone expected. Si Dao was not defeated by one move, but won with one move.

"What the hell is going on? This kind of mistake can happen? 1 in 1,000?

"Sure enough, rookies pecked each other. ”

"The white-haired toad actually won the game?"

"It's all luck, isn't it?"

Everyone attributed the result of the fight to fate. Si Dao has great luck, so he can meet the wrong opponent, so he can win by luck.

In the astonishment of everyone, Si Dao had already left Zidao and headed for the higher-level Shendao. He's going to fight in the second fight.

He Xiaoxiao glanced at Qin Xuetong beside him and confirmed that what he just said was true-Si Dao did win the competition.

Qin Xuetong shrugged her shoulders senselessly: "This doesn't prove anything. The people of Hai Island are the weakest beings, and they can't even hit the target that doesn't move. In this way, Si Dao can win a battle by luck. Next, he won't have the same luck again. ”

He Xiaoxiao pouted with a smile. She is like a music listener who accidentally discovers an unknown divine comedy, enjoying it to herself and not wanting to share much with others.

Qin Xuetong looked at He Xiaoxiao's proud appearance, and the resentment towards Si Dao in her heart went to the next level. Like everyone else, she regarded the victory as lucky. Moreover, she didn't believe that Si Dao could continue to be lucky.

However, the goddess of luck once again favored Si Dao. Si Dao actually had a bye, and directly skipped the second round of the competition and advanced to the third round.

In the second round of the competition, there were a total of 83 people on the three stone islands of Shendao, Youdao and Xudao. According to the rules of one-on-one fighting, in the case of an odd number, one of them can have a bye and directly advance to the next round. Very lucky, the priest is the one who has a bye.

Just when everyone felt helpless and depressed about Si Dao's shocking luck, the opponent allocation of the third round of the competition ended. This time, Si Dao was no longer lucky. His opponent was a female disciple of the eighth layer of the day after tomorrow. Moreover, this female disciple is the second generation of immortals.

Generally speaking, the strength of the second generation of immortals was much stronger than that of ordinary disciples.