He Ping knew that he had eaten a few bowls of dry rice, and with his strength, entering the Blood Sand Secret Realm was purely to send him to death.

Although the disciples who enter the Blood Sand Secret Realm are all cannon fodder, it is not something that cats and dogs can go there casually, because this involves a competition for resources, and the stronger the strength, the more advantageous they will naturally be.

If his prediction is good, the disciples who can enter the secret realm will be at least in the middle stage of Qi training, and there will even be masters in the late stage of Qi training, how can there be very few outer disciples in the late stage of Qi training.

He Ping quickly put the matter of the Blood Sand Secret Realm behind him, and he should cultivate and cultivate every day, and he should do tasks and tasks.

On this day, the giant bell rang on the thirty-six peaks, the outer disciples gathered in the main peak square, and the blood sand secret realm qualification competition began.

He Ping did not sign up, but the sect stipulated that all disciples who did not have special tasks must be present, and He Ping had already completed the task of the day and was among the disciples who must be present.

In fact, there is no such regulation, He Ping also plans to take a look, his cultivation seems to have reached a bottleneck period, and there is no hope of breaking through, it is better to look at the competition of the same door.

In the huge Tianyi Square, there is no ring as He Ping imagined.

The square was surrounded by black crowds, and the outer doors were lined up in various directions, but the center of the square was empty.

He Ping found the location of Wanshitang and was about to find a corner to sit down, but Yu Chenglong walked over, just now he saw that he was still talking to an elder in Tsing Yi, why did he suddenly come at him, it seems that this guy has been paying attention to himself.

Yu Chenglong patted He Ping's shoulder, his face was full of smiles, and his small eyes became thin slits again.

"Senior nephew He, behave well in a while, I'm optimistic about you!"

In front of so many people, Yu Chenglong still put up his uncle's shelf.

He Ping bowed and saluted, and said with some embarrassment: "Uncle Yu, the disciple forgot to sign up!"

"I know, I signed you up!"

Yu Chenglong laughed and patted He Ping's shoulder again!

Damn, I don't bring such a trick!

Alas, no, He Ping's identity card has always been on his body, how can Uncle Yu help him sign up? He Ping still knows some of the rules of the sect, whether he takes the task or receives the reward, he can't do without the identity card, this identity card is like an ID card, without it, nothing can be done in the sect.

Yu Chenglong saw He Ping's puzzled face, and said with a smile: "Why? Don't believe in Uncle Shi's ability?"

"It's not that I don't believe Uncle Shi, but if you don't have my identity card, how can your old man help me register my name?"

"What's so difficult about this? Don't forget that I'm a deacon of Wanshitang, and I have the right to recommend, so it's okay to recommend a disciple to participate in the competition. ”

"Uncle Shi, how many people did you recommend?"

"You're the only one!Why, is there a problem?"

"No... No problem!"

Tens of thousands of alpacas galloped past in He Ping's heart. I'm just a three-layer small scum who practices qi, why do you old people always worry about me?

He Ping thought about it again, and felt that he still couldn't go to this secret realm, so he asked in a low voice, "Uncle Shi, I don't know if I can withdraw from the competition?"

Yu Chenglong said with a smile: "Yes, abolish the cultivation and expel the teacher." ”

Hearing the first two words, He Ping just breathed a sigh of relief, and the latter words made him almost vomit blood.

Did Yu Chenglong, the old guy, take the wrong medicine? He Ping was no longer polite, and simply said, "It seems that Uncle Yu doesn't want wine, right?"

The cheap smile on Jackie Chan's face was a little more restrained.

"What's that? Why don't you want it?"

He Ping said coldly: "Then why did Uncle Yu trick me? If I don't tell the reason, even if the disciple comes out safely, I may not be able to remember the brewing method." ”

"I can't say that, although the Blood Sand Secret Realm is full of difficulties, with your Yellow Level Refining Triple Cultivation, if an ordinary Qi Cultivation Stage cultivator wants to keep you, I'm afraid it won't be possible, right?"

Yu Jackie Chan looked extremely serious, completely different from his usual image, "I know you are very careful, but it is not a good thing to be cautious, you must know that the cultivators of my generation are going against the sky, and if they don't experience nine deaths and a lifetime, how can they talk about success?"

There is some truth in what he said, and He Ping began to wonder if he had been a little too cautious recently, I'm afraid Hu Qianqian also thought the same way!

"If you can't turn into a god within a thousand years, I will kill you with my own hands!"

It's been almost two years, and he, He Ping, is still practicing qi in the third layer, it's really too undeserved!

He Ping gradually strengthened his belief, isn't it just a secret realm? How about letting go and breaking through? Not to mention anything else, his status as a third-level yellow level physical practitioner is already equivalent to the level of the middle of the Qi training period.

According to He Ping's understanding, the body refiners are basically divided into four levels: heaven, earth, human and yellow, and each level is divided into six layers. The cultivation realms corresponding to Heaven, Earth and Human Huang are Yuanying, Yudan, Foundation Building and Qi Cultivation Period, and the combat effectiveness of the two is also similar.

With He Pinghuang's third-level body refining level, his actual combat effectiveness had already entered the level of the middle stage of qi training. In this way, He Ping also has some self-protection ability. Now that you've signed up, let's take a look.

Thinking of this, He Ping was about to agree, but he heard Jackie Chan say: "But I didn't mean to let you participate this time, it was entrusted by a big man." Does my brother have something to do with some big guy?"

He Ping's heart sank suddenly, there was definitely a conspiracy in this! What did he have to do with it? It couldn't be that someone wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone, right? This possibility is very high, wasn't he just intercepted and killed a while ago?

He Ping didn't know how to transmit the secret spell, so he had to whisper: "What does it matter to me? It can't be that someone wants me to disappear in the secret realm, right?"

Hearing He Ping say this, Yu Chenglong frowned, this is not impossible, but he is a new outer disciple, is it possible for those old guys to target him? So he said to He Ping: "Why did the old brother say this?"

"The disciple was intercepted and killed by Jiang Rufeng not long ago, but fortunately escaped!"

Yu Chenglong looked shocked and looked He Ping up and down, as if he couldn't believe his ears. This guy was able to escape from Jiang Rufeng's men, and he always felt that he looked down on the other party by one point, but he didn't expect to underestimate him.

He Ping chuckled, "Is there something wrong?"

"Nope. You kid is so powerful, if you don't participate in the secret realm trial, you will definitely regret it!"

He Ping smiled bitterly: "But I'm already being remembered, I'm afraid people won't send someone casually, right?"

Yu Chenglong thought for a while and said, "It's up to you to decide whether to go or not." I guess you've been targeted, don't play any tricks in the preliminary round, otherwise there may be a punishment you can't bear!"

He Ping originally planned to pretend to be invincible from the beginning and escape this trial, but it seemed that it would not work. If you can't do it in the preliminary round, let's go in the final!

The selection competition is divided into two stages, the preliminary round and the final round. The preliminary round is a random pairing battle, a game to decide the winner, the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated.

There is no need to draw lots for the sect disciple competition, and the sect can directly use the sect identity card to draw the number.

The game started quickly, and as soon as He Ping saw Yu Jackie Chan leave, he heard someone in the center of the square say loudly: "Now the game begins! Sun Junshan vs. He Ping, Lan Caidie vs. Li Zexuan......"

Unexpectedly, He Ping became the first pair of players to appear.

The square seemed to be covered with huge tiles, and various colored circles were scattered throughout the square, with a number flashing at the center of each circle. There are also numbers flashing on He Ping's identity card.

He Ping visually inspected it, and there were more than fifty such circles in the square, with different colors. He Ping's ID card flashed with the number one, and he walked into the circle that also displayed the number one. The surroundings suddenly lit up, and He Ping found that he was already on a messy stone hill. The surrounding rocks were craggy and overgrown with weeds, and the winds slanted the weeds, trembling and emitting a sharp wail.

This formation is so mysterious, the surrounding environment is so real, He Ping was trying to take a closer look at the surroundings, and a strong figure suddenly appeared not far away.

"Haha, a little rookie with three layers of Qi training! I'm just standing here for you to fight, you can't break my defenses, hahahaha!"

Sun Junshan's voice was like a bell, and when he spoke, he pinched his finger bones and made a snapping sound.

This guy is more than 200 pounds, not fat, but too muscular, no belly, through thin clothes, the muscles on his body are clearly visible, strips, pieces, as if carved.

He Ping took out the sword, his face was as calm as water: "Let's shoot!"

"Haha, it's quite capable of pretending to be X! Haven't you heard of pretending to be X being struck by lightning?"

Sun Junshan's expression changed suddenly, and he said, "Do you know why I'm late?

"You want to get rid of me?"

Sun Junshan smiled: "If it weren't for the fact that the competition didn't allow killing, I would have considered it!"

He Ping stopped talking nonsense, added a Fengxing technique to himself, silently injected the wood poison spell into the sword, rushed over with the sword, and slashed with the sword.

"Ding. ”

Sun Junshan used a sledgehammer and collided with He Ping's sword. Sun Junshan's strength is very great, and the sledgehammer he uses seems to be a high-grade magic weapon. He Ping felt the trembling of the sword, his sword was just a low-grade magic weapon, and he couldn't bear it.

"Ding, ding, ding, click", after several consecutive impacts, He Ping's sword broke from the hilt. He Ping was extremely depressed, this was bought by him for ten spirit stones, and he didn't know if he could repair it. He Ping simply put away his sword and swung his fist to fight again.

"Do you use your fists?

Sun Junshan laughed, put away the sledgehammer, jumped over, and smashed the giant fist diagonally into He Ping's head.

He Ping took half a step back, twisted his waist and kicked the ground, and struck his fist upward.

"Bang-"

The fists slammed together, making a dull sound.

The bones on He Ping's body made a clicking sound, not a burst, but an explosion of power.

"Good boy, it's really strong enough!"

Sun Junshan clenched his fists, and a layer of earthy yellow armor appeared on his body, the earth armor technique.

A layer of pale yellow halo also appeared on He Ping's body, which was also an earth-based spell, but his cultivation was too low, and he could only condense some earth-based defensive power on the surface of his body.

The battle between the two was not fancy, just punch by punch, and the scene was not good-looking, but it was a fist to the flesh.

"Bang-"

He Ping was knocked away and fell heavily on it.

He Ping got up and swung his fist again.

A moment later, He Ping punched Sun Junshan in the chest, Sun Junshan staggered, He Ping jumped up, raised his knees, and slammed into Sun Junshan's chin.

Sun Junshan was directly flew, and with a "snap", he fell to the ground, and all the earth armor on his body retreated.

He Ping was about to go up and make up for a few feet, but the scenery in front of him changed, and he had returned to the square.

"The first field is a winning game!"

He Ping looked around, and the surrounding circle was surrounded by a light curtain, and most of the people fighting inside were replaced with unfamiliar faces.

He Ping slowly walked back to his seat, and Yu Chengchan smiled all over his face: "Master and nephew He are really good, there is no shame for our Wanshitang!"

He Ping bowed and saluted: "Uncle Shi praised it falsely, and the disciple also won by luck!"

Yu Chengchan smiled noncommittally, and said to He Ping: "Xiuwei is good at covering up, and the children can be taught!"