"Luofu Sword Sect. ”

The senior disciples of the Luofu Sword Sect who walked out were dressed like the Taoist priests that Bai Ma Xiao saw that day, looking at his solemn face, it seemed that he had not been freed from Ji Yan's death in the past month.

"Amagi Sword Sect. ”

Ran Jin walked out and silently took the number plate.

Then Yang Ming read the names of the five martial arts sects, all of which Bai Ma Xiao had never heard.

It seems that these eight sects should be the top eight that passed the preliminary round in the last Martial Sect Conference, so the order of these thoughts should be from high to low.

In other words, his Nangong Sword Sect is going to line up with these hundreds of martial gangs?

Seeing that the eight people got off the field after receiving the sign, Bai Maxiao was not envious.

"The Yellowces Gang. ”

Unexpectedly, the first one I read was actually Mu Hua's gang. Bai Maxiao looked at Mu Hua, but saw that his face was full of shock.

Half a minute later, he was still not out of the ranks.

"The Yellowces Gang. Yang Ming's eyes were fixed on Mu Hua, as if he knew that he was the eldest disciple of the Huangshan Gang.

Obviously he was just a martial artist, why did he let this commander recognize him among hundreds of people?

was wondering, but saw Mu Hua slowly walk out and come to Yang Ming, as if he was whispering something.

Bai Maxiao immediately gathered his spiritual power in his ears curiously and listened to their conversation.

I only heard Mu Hua ask, "She's here?"

Yang Ming replied, "The lower official just did what he was told. ”

Yang Ming actually claimed to be a subordinate official, and his tone was quite respectful, this Muhua really had a good background.

It can't be what ***, right?

Mu Hua let out a deep sigh, snatched the number plate from the official's hand with some annoyance, turned his head and brushed his sleeves away.

Halfway through, he suddenly turned around and walked in front of Bai Maxiao, and whispered, "Brother Mu Fan, I hope to see you at the audition." Otherwise, it would be a pity. ”

Without waiting for Bai Maxiao to question, he turned and left.

What does he mean by that? Isn't it possible to participate in the audition after receiving a number plate?

But soon, his doubts were broken by Yang Ming's next behavior.

I saw that he put away the scroll in his hand and looked at them with his hands behind his back, and he had no intention of reading it any further.

Obviously, I only read the names of the nine sects, what about the remaining hundred or so gangs?

Everyone looked at each other, and some of those who heard some rumors had already raised their weapons and were eager to try.

Bai Maxiao felt a little uneasy, looking nervously left and right, and suddenly he found that all the people he knew were no longer here, and all he left behind were those bandits and pirates who were five big and three rough, and he was like a little lamb who had strayed into the wolves.

"There are only thirty-two plates in total, and minus the nine that have just been issued, there are twenty-three left. ”

Yang Ming's words made those who were as confused as Bai Ma Xiao suffer a blow to the head, although he didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning was quite obvious: the remaining more than 100 people were going to compete for these twenty-three places.

The audition has already begun at this moment.

Professionally, this should be called a "qualifier".

"There are no restrictions on the rules, whether you live or die, you can grab it. ”

These twelve words, the words are like a steel needle piercing into everyone's heart, and in an instant, they fell from this Wuzong Mansion that represents civilization into the encirclement of life and death.

Life or death means that everyone around you can be an enemy.

This reminds Hakuba of the exciting GSG a few months ago.

However, he understands that this is definitely a real killing, and it can never be a virtual duel in a dream.

Because he could feel that these people from the Martial Arts Division didn't seem to care about the lives of martial arts people at all.

The crowd that was standing in a tight position suddenly became loose, no one commanded, no one threatened, but everyone unconsciously wanted to stay away from the people around them, and there were new friends who were talking and laughing just now, and at this moment the friendship was gone, and some were just strange hatreds.

"What are you kidding!

I don't know who shouted this voice in the crowd, and immediately more than a dozen people responded, ran out of the crowd one after another, and ran around the ring in all directions, trying to jump off the ring and stay away from this dark forest of survival of the fittest.

The scene was suddenly chaotic, and those rabble who were originally only thinking about coming to the Martial Arts Conference to eat didn't expect to pass the audition, but at this time, compared to their own lives, it was obviously not cost-effective to eat for a few more days.

Bai Ma Xiao also wanted to be a part of the escape, but he had already boasted to Nangong Yu with Nie Jianfeng and them that he wanted to get the first place in the examination and let Nangong Sword Sect return to Wuzong.

Now that he is in the audition of the provincial test, he has retreated, not to mention Nangong Yu, even Nie Jianfeng and Jianyin will never spare him.

At this time, he represented the entire Nangong Sword Sect, far more than just the five people in that area, but the reputation of this sect for a hundred years.

Although there is not much reputation left in the Nangong Sword Sect today, Nangong Yu said that if he can't pass the audition and become a martial faction this time, then the Nangong Sword Sect will face dissolution.

However, Bai Maxiao still thought too much, this life-and-death battle for the survival of the Jedi is by no means something that can be avoided by withdrawing.

Those who rushed to the edge of the ring were greeted by sharp spears, and in the blink of an eye, blood splattered all over the edge of the ring.

The ring was surrounded by armoured soldiers with spears in their hands, and anyone who tried to escape from the ring would be stabbed in half.

Before the battle had even begun, there were already human lives. Everyone was shocked, and they all looked at Yang Ming angrily.

Yang Ming's demeanor was calm, as if to their Martial Arts Division, the lives of these martial artists were really worthless.

"What kind of place do you think the Martial Sect Conference is? How can you allow you Jianghu Xiao novels to come and leave as soon as you say?!"

His tone was full of righteousness, and for a while, those people who had the mentality of rubbing rice immediately became empty.

It seems that the imperial court is not a fool, and the tolerance and indulgence over the years have finally broken out today, and there are more and more gangs that have come to participate in the previous sessions, but the quality is getting worse and worse, and finally this year, the number of people has reached its peak.

At the same time, it has reached the peak, and the tolerance of the Martial Arts Division.

"Martial arts don't need waste, and the Martial Arts Conference doesn't allow waste!" Yang Ming said, suddenly reaching out and grabbing the number plate on the tray in the hands of the officials on the side, the twenty-three number plates are like twenty-three people's death-free gold medals, only if you get it, you can get out of the whole body, otherwise you will be buried here.

The audience on the periphery was already boiling, especially those gangs who watched their brother's tragic death stood up and shouted, shouting that the government was careless about human life, and many people who were worried that their beloved disciples or siblings would die on the stage also stood up one after another, and the anger of the public erupted for a while.

"Master, what should we do?" Seeing this, Jian Yin also wanted to join the protest team, but even Nie Jianfeng on the side couldn't hold back, and looked at Nangong Yu in line with Jian Yin's gaze.

Nangong Yu's face also wore a lot of worry, but it quickly dissipated, "You don't have confidence in Fan'er?"

Jian Yin was very anxious, "These are two different things! Originally, it was said that it was a martial arts competition, but now it has become a fight, what if those people see that he is easy to bully and besiege him together?!"

Nangong Yu pondered for a moment, and then said, "All we can do is pray for Fan'er." How else could it be?"

Jian Yin never believed in God, and praying was just a useless act to deceive himself, "Aren't you the county lord of the Ming Dynasty, you can order them to stop immediately! Otherwise, not only him, but the entire Martial Sect Conference will stir up turmoil, and more people will die by then!"

She was so anxious that she didn't care about her humility, Nangong Yu didn't care, but said in a deep voice, "County Lord, which county lord in the past dynasties can interfere with the decisions of the imperial court? ”

"What about that Mu Hua?" At this time, Nie Jianfeng suddenly interjected, "That sect of seven factions is the top eight that passed the preliminary round last time, which is understandable, but why can Mu Hua of the Huangshan Gang directly take the number plate, and why does he have this privilege?"

Speaking of Mu Hua, Nangong Yu was angry and said awe-inspiringly, "This is not something we can judge!"

Jian Yin said angrily, "Who is he?!Why are you even afraid of him?!"

"He's the emperor!" Nangong Yu blurted out, and then realized that he had inadvertently told this secret that should not be said, and his face sank like water, "Don't say it again." ”

Both of them were stunned by this shocking news, they never expected that the emperor would actually come to attend the Martial Arts Conference, but in this way his privilege could be explained.

It's not a privilege, it's a matter of desperation. The Martial Education Division would never allow their immediate boss to stay in the ring and risk their lives to participate in a martial arts conference that had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that although they didn't bother with Mu Hua's identity anymore, the worry on their faces did not fade at all, so they comforted, "You keep saying that you want to win the first place in the examination, why don't you even have confidence in this first level?"

Jian Yin was not without confidence, but he was worried that Bai Ma Xiao would be plotted, so he was injured and even lost his life, and was about to defend himself, but he heard Nie Jianfeng whisper, "Don't say it, we should believe him." ”

Jian Yin looked at Nie Jianfeng strangely, he should be the same as himself, he knew Bai Ma Xiao's catties and taels, at this time, the magic lamp was lit at a high place, and he was just a beginner swordsman with two months of cultivation after leaving the spiritual arts, in such an extremely dangerous environment, it was simply a life of nine deaths.

Nie Jianfeng knew what she was thinking, and whispered, "Don't forget, in the past few months, none of the enemies he has faced is extremely dangerous, but he can always turn danger into a disaster, compared to the past, today is nothing at all, he must have a way to deal with it." ”

Jian Yin suddenly remembered that from the ghost king when he first met him, to Mo Yan, Mo Rui, and even Himiko later, he could deal with it calmly.

Although he is a half-ass, he has the courage to never back down, and the wisdom to always come up with a solution at a critical moment.

Although most of the so-called wisdom comes from soul couples, courage is not something that others can give.

She should have believed him.

Jian Yin looked at Bai Maxiao in the ring, still standing still in such an environment, and even when the people around him were already in chaos, he didn't even move a step, and his whole body seemed to be filled with strong confidence and courage.

In fact, this is just the appearance of what she sees, and it is seen from such a distance.

At this time, Bai Mashino was already stiff and unable to move.