Wang Chongyue was triumphant, and he was very satisfied with the effect of his words.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, the group promotion round of the outer gate competition has officially started now!"

After Wang Chongyue finished speaking, he walked towards the elder seat of the outer gate with his hands behind his back and a figure-eight step.

The other nine elders looked at him with strange expressions one by one, and some of them couldn't hold back their laughter directly.

"You old boy, you can't get rid of your limelight at any time. ”

The elders of the Tibetan Scripture Hall, who were close to Wang Chongyue, couldn't help but laugh and scold.

Wang Chongyue laughed, not ashamed, but proud, Shi Shiran said: "Life is short, if you can pretend to beep when you don't pretend to beep, what fun is there to talk about? You don't understand my realm, the master is lonely." ”

All the elders were overwhelmed.

The steward, who was in charge of adjudicating the battle, began to recite the names one by one.

"In the first group, No. 3 vs. No. 16. ”

"In the second group, No. 2 vs. No. 7. ”

......

"Group 10, No. 5 vs. No. 31. ”

After the steward finished reading, one by one the disciples walked out of the fighting seat and came to the ten fighting platforms in the center of the fighting battlefield.

The disciples who signed up for the big competition, except for the top 30 disciples in the last session, the gap between most of them was still not small, so on the fighting platform, the winner can often be separated by a few moves.

In the first round of the competition, there were no too good disciples, and it ended quickly.

In the second round, a familiar figure of Yang Yi appeared.

Yin Qiu, the son of Yin Qingyang, the president of Changshan Martial Academy.

Yin Qiu was one of the seven disciples who entered the outer sect of the Lingyun Sect in the last session, and when he was in the martial arts camp of the Martial Academy, he had the nickname of "Sword and Sword".

He was placed in the tenth group, and as soon as he came to power, he didn't even use his weapon, and directly defeated his opponent with one palm, which caused a burst of exclamations.

Yang Yi glanced at the Zhao brothers and found that their faces were a little unpleasant.

Yin Qiu is different from his father Yin Qingyang, who is arrogant and conceited, and goes alone.

The Zhao brothers should not have recruited him, but it seems that he was rejected.

From Yin Qiu's palm just now, Yang Yi roughly judged that his strength should still be above Zhao Huahao.

Unfortunately, Zhao Huahao was also placed in the tenth group this year.

It seems that the two will meet sooner or later.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Yang Yi's mouth.

"Third round, ninth group, seven against twenty-five. ”

Hearing that his number was read, Yang Yi carried a gun and walked towards the No. 9 Douzhan platform.

The other party was a sixteen-year-old boy with a perfect cultivation of the twelfth layer of the Body Refining Realm, and he immediately smiled when he saw Yang Yi, "Haha, I didn't expect my luck to be good, the first battle I met was actually a disciple who only started this year!"

Yang Yi was speechless for a moment, this guy didn't seem to have heard of his name, otherwise he wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous.

The steward in charge of the No. 9 Fighting Platform also glanced at the young man speechlessly, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Defeat!"

The young man shouted loudly and stabbed at Yang Yi with his sword, his light skills were not weak, and his swordsmanship was not bad.

It's a pity that he met Yang Yi.

Yang Yi stood in place, didn't move, and only lightly raised the iron thread gun.

The young man was shocked, and suddenly found that the long sword in his hand was missing, and there was a cold chill around his neck.

The tip of Yang Yi's gun was pointed at his throat.

"How is that possible? I'm going to lose?"

"Why don't you try again?" Yang Yi teased.

"Are you the Yang Yi who picked up the cold water village with one shot?" the young man suddenly woke up and said in shock.

"It seems like it's me. ”

The young man immediately hid his face and fled, thinking of the unashamed words just now, he was ashamed and hated to put his head between the crotch of his pants.

Yang Yi jumped off the stage and scored three points easily.

The warriors of the ninth group smiled bitterly and were speechless.

With Zhao Huajie's genius, forget it, now there is a Yang Yi, it seems that there is no hope for the top two in the group stage.

The group stage went quickly, with six rounds taking place in less than twenty minutes.

There was no surprise, in the next few battles, no one could make a move under Yang Yi's gun.

After six consecutive battles, Yang Yi easily accumulated eighteen points.

In a battle, one point is scored for the loser, two points for each of the draws, and three points for the winner.

No one dares to deliberately release water to a draw, so there are almost no people who can really score two points.

Of the disciples in the ninth group, only four of them have always maintained a winning streak.

In addition to the seeded player Zhao Huajie, the other three are Yang Yi, Lu Tian and Zhao Huaxin.

Lu Tian, this kid is not bad, not only has the peak cultivation of the twelfth layer of the Body Refining Realm, but his combat power is even more than the peak of the twelfth layer, and he has the strength to be able to fight with ordinary blood-exchanging realm warriors.

However, this guy's eyes when he looked at Yang Yi were somewhat depressed.

After six rounds, the battle became more and more intense.

Often as soon as they come on the field, everyone will directly perform tricks, and they dare not have any reservations.

In the seat where the city lord of the state city watched, Lu Liming was chatting with a city lord who was familiar with him.

"In Xiao Tian's group, there are two little guys who are very strong, it seems that Xiao Tian will be difficult to enter the top 20 this year. ”

Lu Liming nodded and said, "Zhao Yunfeng's son is good, I didn't expect to be able to break the limit of the twelfth layer of the Body Refining Realm through Lingyun's thirteen spears, it seems that he should be the first in his group." That Yang Yi is not bad, and his combat power should be only one line worse than Zhao Huajie. The top two in the group should be them. ”

"I think that Yang Yi may be a little stronger than Zhao Huajie. ”

The person who talked to Lu Liming looked to be about fifty years old, not tall, but he was very sturdy, and his breath was condensed but not leaking, and he was very majestic.

If Yang Yi saw this person, he would definitely find that he was somewhat similar to Xuan Zhaopeng, the owner of Xuanyun Village.

He is Xuan Zhaolong, the city lord of Xuanzhou City, and he is also Xuan Zhaopeng's brother.

"Why did Brother Xuan say this?" Lu Liming said in surprise.

"That little guy, in the previous six battles, he didn't use the slightest internal qi. And I've never made a second move, and even the moves I used are just the most basic three gun tricks, don't you think it's strange?"

Xuan Zhaolong said with a smile.

"When you say that, it seems like that's true. It seems that there is an extraordinary genius disciple outside the sect. ”

Lu Liming recalled for a moment, and nodded in some surprise.

"Moreover, I faintly felt a breath of martial arts in him. Perhaps, he has already comprehended the gun intent. ”

Xuan Zhaolong brushed his beard, and his eyes did not hide his appreciation for Yang Yi.

"Gun intent? interesting, haha, it seems that this ninth group will be able to see a good marksmanship duel later!"

Lu Liming suddenly became interested, and his eyes paid more attention to the ninth group.

His second son was in the second group, and there was no opponent in that group, and there was no suspense.

Soon, the ninth group ushered in the first small climax showdown.

Yang Yi was pointed out to fight against Zhao Huaxin.

Yang Yi carried the gun to the No. 9 fighting platform, and looked at Zhao Huaxin who slowly stepped onto the stage opposite.

"Yang Yi, although I may not be your opponent, for the sake of my brother, I will also leave a mark on you today!"

After Zhao Huaxin took the stage, she stared at Yang Yi angrily and said word by word.

Her appearance is actually very good, but perhaps because of her personality, she spoils her overall temperament, and when she says this, her face is a little distorted, but it looks like a dominatrix.

"Even your second brother can't leave a mark on me. Against me, you only have despair, don't talk nonsense, let's shoot, let me see the thirteen guns of the Zhao family. ”

Yang Yi was unmoved, and glanced at Zhao Huaxin lightly.

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