The square, which was still full of people just now, suddenly fell silent, and no one wanted to admit that everything just now was done by Xiao Yang. The presiding disciple also stayed for a long time, and when he jumped into the ring, there was still a cold air everywhere, and the Fu Long had already recovered his body, lying on the ground naked, shivering to himself.

He forced a smile and pulled out a long shirt from his storage bag to cover his body.

"In the eighth game, Xiao Yang wins!"

The audience boiled again, and everyone couldn't believe their eyes, was this still the waste in their mouths?

Xiao Yang bowed slightly to the viewing platform, and jumped into the crowd. Everyone unconsciously got out of the way, and he walked out of the crowd without looking back.

Gu Feng's eyes moved imperceptibly, and this young man obviously caught his attention.

Wang Yue, who was not far away, also saw the clue, and was angry at this time. With Xiao Yang's pure exercises, that night was not without backhand. He made up his mind that if he fought against Xiao Yang, he would definitely make him suffer.

The presiding disciple read aloud: "Today's primary election has been completed, and the second election will be held in the purple bamboo forest of the Chuangong Pavilion tomorrow." Congratulations to the Sect Master, the Elders, and the distinguished guests!"

Sect Master Lu took the lead in getting up, and after the disciples present finished saluting, they led everyone to the Heavenly Sect Hall.

Xiao Yang went straight to the master's side, and the people around him looked at each other, and actually congratulated Xiao Yi for the first time: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Xiao (Senior Uncle) for teaching a good disciple!"

Xiao Yi was flattered and returned the gifts one by one, and returned home with Xiao Yang under the eyes of everyone.

On the way, he patted Xiao Yang's shoulder dotingly and said, "Yang'er, I didn't expect you to have such talent." Hey, the teacher almost missed your future ........ ”

Xiao Yang comforted: "Master, don't blame yourself, the disciple has learned this skill only after being ordered by a master." The reason why I participated in the selection conference is because I don't want to be bullied by others. ”

Xiao Yi's eyes were filled with tears, and he nodded heavily.

In order to ensure that he was energetic tomorrow, Xiao Yang went to bed early. In a half-dream, I suddenly heard a soft sound from the window, but when I looked at it, it was Xiaohu, and I saw that it was staring at Xiao Yang, as if it wanted to express something.

"You naughty man, why are you back now!" he grumbled.

Xiaohu lowered his head and thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "I will go to the Western Spirit Realm, and I am here to say goodbye." Immortal fate, see you again!"

Before Xiao Yang could react, it jumped out of the window a few times and disappeared into the night.

Xiao Yang woke up smartly, and it turned out to be Nan Ke's dream.

He hurriedly got up and walked to the window, and found that there were still a few cat hairs floating on the windowsill, and on the ground that had just rained outside, there was clearly a string of cat paw prints.

It seems that the dream just now was entrusted by Xiaohu, but I don't know what it means. Xiao Yang sighed, feeling a little lost in his heart.

On the second day, all the participating disciples gathered in front of the Chuangong Pavilion and were led by the Chuangong Elder to ascend to the third floor.

Everyone came to a wall, and the elder waved his long sleeves, but saw an arch glowing with purple light returning from the void to the real, and the purple bamboo immortal was written on it.

After a burst of brilliance, everyone's eyes suddenly brightened. I saw that this mirror is full of purple bamboo, each plant is three or four zhang high, the bowl mouth is thick, and the emerald green bamboo leaves are all over. The breeze blows and makes a light sound of brushing, which is really a fairyland scene.

There was no time to enjoy the surrounding scenery, so Elder Chuangong led everyone through the bamboo forest, and soon came to a clearing within a radius of several miles. Directly east is a Zhanglai high viewing platform, which is built with purple bamboo. The sect master and the others were already sitting and waiting.

When the presiding disciple saw that the time had arrived, he raised his hands and clapped several times, and the echo of high-fives came from the bamboo forest. The strange sound of squeaking and rattling was suddenly heard around, the sound was getting closer and closer, and a group of "bamboo people" pushed away the dense bamboo and drilled out, but saw that each one was three zhang high, with roots as feet, leaves as hands, eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

They came to the viewing platform to bow to the sect master and the others, and then fell to the ground in twos and threes, and a ring was built in a moment.

The presiding disciple jumped down on it, saluted to the viewing platform, and said loudly: "The re-election of the selection conference begins!" As he spoke, he raised his hand, but saw eight pairs of colored beads flying towards the disciples in the audience.

The colored beads passed through each person's head like a meteor, and then they stopped and floated quietly in the air.

"Each pair of people with the same color is a group, and they will be raised in the order of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple!" After the presiding disciple finished speaking, he bowed down and asked the sect master to give an order.

Sect Master Lu waved his hand slightly, and the two bamboo pieces hanging on the side of the ring made a loud "pop".

"The first group of Liu Wuying vs. Jinghua!"

A pair of figures stepped into the ring almost at the same time, and the outfits were in stark contrast. One in a black suit, one in a white robe. The person called Jinghua is also a woman, although she is beautiful, but her complexion is very white, her body is thin, as if she has just recovered from a serious illness, and her hair is not coiled, and she is casually draped behind her head. Rao is like this, and there is no fear in the face of no shadow.

"Sister Shadowless, be merciful!" she chuckled, but it looked very weird.

Wuying snorted and replied: "Sister Jinghua said that she laughed, let me comprehend your miraculous skills of the mirror!"

"Giggles, forgive my little sister for being rude!"

That Jinghua's right hand waved slightly, and a phantom that was exactly the same as her appeared out of thin air, and at the moment when the person and the shadow shook each other's hands, Jinghua actually stood in a circle in the ring, tightly surrounding Wuying in the middle.

Shadowless posed, scanning his surroundings vigilantly with his gaze. Suddenly, he put two fingers to his lips, and his figure gradually blurred, and finally disappeared into the ring.

There was a giggling sound all around.

"Sister Shadowless, this trick won't work!" said him, and all Jinghua raised his left hand high, reflecting the sunlight in the middle of the ring.

With the dazzling bright light, the shadowless instantly appeared. She subconsciously bent her arm in front of her, and there was a sneering sound, followed by a heart-piercing burning pain. Unexpectedly, Jinghua's style has the effect of killing two birds with one stone.

Shadowless eyebrows frowned slightly, yesterday's ink dust was a boast, this Jinghua is the real rival. Seeing that the method of shadow escape was useless, I had to highlight the encirclement first. Thinking of this, she suddenly stood on tiptoe, lifted her palms, and spun like a dance. Countless shadow swords shot in all directions.

That Jinghua still giggled and didn't care, and all the shadow swords disappeared out of thin air the moment they stabbed at her. Her body flipped in an extremely strange posture, like a kaleidoscope of fickle changes.

Suddenly, the shadow sword flew out of its body, and its trajectory was chaotic, and some of them actually shot into other bodies and disappeared again.

Wuying couldn't open his eyes in the bright light, so he had to listen to the sound and distinguish the position. Dodging most of the attacks, a few shadow swords sliced through his clothes, revealing bleeding skin through a few holes.

Wang Yue sneered in the audience: "This little girl will end here!" Everyone didn't know that it was referring to Jinghua. Looking at the shadowless and embarrassed figure, they all nodded in agreement.

The pain from his body aroused Shadowless's fighting spirit, and he looked up at Jinghua angrily, and his hands pinched and recited a spell. The shadow of the bamboo forest in the distance stretched longer and longer, and soon surrounded the ring.

Na Jinghua smiled and looked at each other vigilantly.

Without the interference of strong light, the shadowless ran faster, faster and faster, and finally turned into a shadow.

"Sister Jinghua, give up quickly!" Wuying deliberately provoked.

"Hmph, it's not that easy!"

Shadowless took the opportunity to identify her true identity and kicked her over. Unexpectedly, there was a series of crackling sounds, and Jinghua's phantom appeared countless cracks and finally collapsed.

"Giggles, I can change to any phantom, you can't find me!" Jinghua said proudly.

Wuying shook his head slightly, reached out to untie his headband, and his waterfall-like hair fell. A red light suddenly burst out of her eyes, and her black hair was windless, and she actually transformed into countless phantoms and stabbed around.

There was a cracking sound in everyone's ears, and there was a coquettish snort wrapped in it.

There was only one Jinghua left in the ring, and at the moment his body was covered with black hair, only his head and neck were exposed.

"That's right, Sister Shadowless, it's a pity that this is the end of it!" said Na Jing Huajian.

A dazzling light pierced through the bamboo shadow and shot straight into the ring. The black hair on the other party's body immediately caught fire, emitting an extremely strong smell of burning. Shadowless quickly cut off the strand of hair.

Jinghua's whole body released a blazing light at this moment, and he slowly flew into the air, and said softly: "Phantom Mirror Trace!"

Hundreds of thousands of phantom mirrors immediately appeared around the ring, reflecting a shadowless figure. Suddenly, the self in the mirror attacked her in unison.

Shadowless had no choice but to dodge in the narrow ring with great speed, but unexpectedly, there were several bursts of slight pain in his back. She touched it and pulled out a few glowing golden needles.

"Despicable tricks, stop in moderation!" "Shadowless was really angry, and the red light in his eyes became even thicker. With its feet as the center, a black shadow that devoured everything spread. The bronze mirror, which was still shining with golden light just now, immediately dimmed. No matter how Jinghua operates, it will not help.

"Xuanying Dark Realm!" As soon as the name was issued, the black shadow frantically devoured everything it touched, and the people outside saw a huge black mist enveloping the ring.

Even if Xiao Yang opened his eyes, he could only see the general outline of the two, so Wang Yue had to rely on mana. Only Gu Feng still had a calm look, his eyes moving from time to time, showing insight into the things in the dark shadows.

Jinghua didn't obey the call at the moment, and the sunlight outside couldn't penetrate the black shadow at all. Suddenly, a pair of akames appeared in front of him. She screamed and fainted at the pain in her neck.

Xiao Yang in the audience tightened his boots and prepared for the second showdown.

"In the first game, Liu Wuying won!"

Na Wuying supported Jinghua and slowly put it on the stage, this move won a lot of admiration from the surroundings. There was a middle-aged Taoist aunt on the viewing platform, looking at her and nodding incessantly.

"In the second game, Xiao Yang vs. Jin Tie!"

The moment Xiao Yang stepped into the ring, he suddenly felt that something extremely heavy fell on it, making a muffled sound of "bang", and his feet trembled.