The first disciple to ascend the No. 10 earth platform was an outer disciple with a sturdy body and like a wall. The man was middle-aged, with a sharp face and horns, a pair of eyes that looked hawkish at the wolf, and his eyes were blazing, and he looked quite powerful.

Han Lin swept his gaze, looked this person up and down for a moment, and immediately saw the details of this person.

Although this middle-aged man looks imposing and majestic, he is only a second-level cultivator. It's just that his body seems to have been deliberately cultivated, and there are some peculiarities.

Roughly speaking, it is the same path as Liu Hong, but it is not as profound as Liu Hong.

"Outer disciple, He Long, I don't know which of the same disciples came up to teach a lesson or two?"

He Long hugged his fists and bowed, and then got up and punched the air, making a sonic boom, and the tiger was mighty.

"Okay! I'll ask you for a lesson. ”

Several inner disciples hadn't spoken yet, just watched coldly from the side, while another outer disciple preemptively spoke.

Then, I saw a clever man about five feet jump out of the crowd, he turned a few times in the sky out of thin air, and after two or three turns, he landed firmly on the earthen platform.

The man was like an ape, with strange eyes and sharp-beaked gills. He put his hand on the pergola and said quite cleverly,

"Outer disciple, Hou San, please give advice to Senior Brother He!"

After speaking, Hou San's eyes were fixed and he shot first.

These two are both outer disciples, and their cultivation is not high, and they only have the level of the second level of Qi training, so between the two, it is not so much a fighting method as a martial arts.

If the three of them are their names, their bodies are like apes, and they are bullied into their side, and a pair of thin hands are pervasive, like silver snakes dancing, they will find He Long's weakness and kill the enemy with one blow.

And He Long is also worthy of his physical shape, operating spiritual power, covering his own body, like an iron wall. Letting Hou San attack him in every way, he stood still, like a towering mountain, let the wind and rain blow.

For a while, there were many ghosts on the earthen platform. Hou San was like a stormy wave, constantly impacting He Long's stubborn stone.

"Senior Brother He is really a good method!"

After Hou San finished a set, his body retreated violently, but he found that He Long's face was not red or out of breath at this moment, and there was not even a trace of wrinkles in the corners of his clothes.

"Senior Brother Hou praised it falsely. ”

Hearing Hou San's words, He Long subconsciously thought that Hou San had admitted defeat and was about to hug his fists to say goodbye, but when he saw that San's smiling face instantly converged, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"The soldiers don't get tired of deceit, go down!"

Hou San drank violently in his mouth, his toes tapped on the earthen platform, his body floated out like catkins, turned his palm into fingers, and took He Long's neck.

If this finger falls firmly on He Long, he will not die or be crippled.

"It's over. ”

Beside Han Lin, an outer disciple opened his mouth and sighed,

"Although He Long's cultivation is good, his body refining exercises are perfect, and his body is comparable to steel, but he is obviously inexperienced and does not know the truth of cutting grass and eradicating roots. ”

"You must know that in the cultivation realm, for the sake of a high-grade spirit stone, there are many fathers and sons who turn against each other, not to mention that they are just senior brothers. ”

"Hou San is obviously well versed in this, in order to become a chance to become a core disciple, what is it to play some tricks?"

The outer disciple obviously appreciated Hou San's approach more, and his words were full of appreciation.

"Hou San, this person is indeed scheming,"

Han Lin thought silently in his heart. Although he didn't like Hou San's approach, it was undeniable that it worked. It's just that He Long is really as simple as he seems on the surface.

Han Lin turned to look at He Long, and at this moment, a panicked look flashed on He Long's face.

Bite!

The sound of iron and stone colliding resounded throughout the venue in an instant.

And so it was!

Han Lin was sure in his heart, and his gaze swept over the two people on the earth platform. I saw that Hou San had clearly pointed at He Long's neck, but there was no expression of joy on his face, but a look of horror, as if he had encountered some kind of flood beast.

He wanted to control his body to retreat, but found that an inexplicable suction came from He Long's body, and this suction force was so huge that he couldn't move when he pulled back.

"You!"

Before Hou San finished speaking, he found that the suction disappeared, but he was weak at the moment, and the whole person was about to go limp, and slowly knelt on the ground......

"Senior brother, the heart of defense,"

He Long had a smile on his face, his honest and honest expression was swept away, he pointed to Hou San's eyebrows, and said word by word,

"You can't do without it!"

A huge force gushed out from his fingers, and the powerful force flew Hou Sanda upside down, fell directly on the earth platform, and fell unconscious on the spot.

At that moment, the spiritual power emanating from He Long's body even attracted Han Lin's sideways. Those arrogant inner disciples also put away their contemptuous faces at this moment, and looked at He Long on the stage with a solemn face.

At that moment just now, the spiritual power in He Long's body already had the level of the fourth layer of Qi training, and coupled with his refined physical body, I am afraid that he could even fight at the fifth level of Qi training.

"This person really hides his spiritual power,"

Han Lin smiled slightly, and a hint of abruptness flashed in his eyes,

"And this man is very deep, and he is a difficult opponent. ”

"I didn't expect that the first one to come to the stage was such a master, and I am afraid that it will be more interesting next. ”

The corners of Han Lin's mouth outlined a smile, that's it, this sect competition will become interesting. He Han Lin is a scholar and a monk, and he also has blood in his heart!

Han Lin's heart slowly boiled.

"Which other junior disciple is willing to come to the stage and teach one or two, He Long is very honored. ”

He Long was on the earth platform, hugged his fists and bowed, and said respectfully, just like Fang Cai.

It's just that after he said this, everyone quieted down, no one wanted to be this bird, after all, with He Long's current strength, except for a few inner disciples, the other outer disciples couldn't fight him at all.

And the inner disciples, all of them are recuperating, and they don't want to make a move immediately.

After all, the rule this time is to keep it for three days and not fall.

"Since no one is on stage, I will start defending in this ring 10, and I am looking forward to your challenge. ”

He Long spoke slowly, and he stood calmly on the No. 10 earthen platform like a statue, his angular face shining in the sun.

The disciples didn't say much, they all sat cross-legged and began to breathe aura, striving to be able to enter the best state, so as to defeat He Long in one fell swoop.

Han Lin was no exception, he had to cultivate every day, and he never missed a day.

About half an hour later, another outer disciple stood up from the crowd, jumped onto the No. 10 earth platform, and bowed with his fists in his fists at the same time.

"Outer disciple, Li Tian, please give me advice. ”

Han Lin glanced at it and shook his head, already knowing the result of this person.

This person's cultivation has just entered the second layer of Qi cultivation, and he is not even as good as Fang Cai's Hou San, how can he compare to He Long.

Sure enough, within ten moves, Li Tian was beaten upside down and flew out of the platform, vomiting blood in his mouth.