Chapter 315: Inner Gate Dabi (1)

The inner door Dabi finally kicked off, and Zhi Yao came to the inner door martial arts arena on the first day.

The Sect Master and the Seven Peak Masters of this competition attach great importance to it, and they are already sitting on the stage today.

And the entire martial arts arena was full of people, and many of them came to watch the battle, because these competitions were usually participated by high-level monks from Zhuji and Jindan, and low-level monks had no chance of winning at all.

Except for Jin Li, Zhiyao's friends did not sign up for the competition.

There are more than 500 people who participated in the foundation building period this time, almost all of them are at the peak of the late stage and the late stage, and the two people in the middle stage are Zhiyao and Jin Li.

And Ye Wuluo finally rushed back yesterday, and at this time he was already at the peak of cultivation in the late stage of foundation building.

The number of people participating in the competition during the Jindan period was much less, about 100 people. The main reason is that the number of high-level sword cultivators is decreasing year by year, resulting in not many people participating in the competition.

Luo Hong looked at the crowd below on the stage and sighed, he had already guessed that there were few registrations in the Jindan period, but he didn't expect it to be so few.

At least a few hundred people from other sects participated in the competition, fighting for their heads.

Shangguan Xinyao saw the sect master sighing, and understood what the reason was, so he gently picked up a strand of hair, and said in a somewhat meaningful voice: "These little guys are amazing, we old guys can't compare!"

Luo Hong smiled bitterly, he knew that these disciples were good, but he didn't know how many of them could go to Jindan Yuanying?

"This inner door competition is divided into the foundation building period and the Jindan period, and the two stages are tested at the same time. "The host of this competition is a one-yuan infant monk, Fu Zongyi.

"The first round of this competition is a big team battle, and the remaining 50 people on the stage can enter the next round. ”

Zhi Yao raised her eyebrows when she heard this, this inner door is quite fast.

Others are not surprised, the rules of the previous inner door competitions are like this.

Next, please ask all the participating disciples to go to the corresponding martial arts stage. Fu Zongyi glanced at them lightly, hoping that they could bring a little surprise to him.

Zhi Yao and Jin Li Ye Wuluo glanced at each other, and jumped on the competition platform during the foundation building period together.

As soon as they went up, Jin Li and Ye Wuluo put Zhi Yao in the middle, and I looked at the people around me vigilantly.

There are more than 500 people, and 50 people are selected at one time, and the pressure on the three is not small.

"Hey, why didn't Senior Brother Ye Wuluo team up with Senior Brother Yu Bin?"

"Look, who is that nun?

"Shhhh

"She must be the peerless beauty that everyone passed on a few days ago, but she is a disciple of the Sword Cang Patriarch!"

"No wonder, a person who dared to come to power in the middle of foundation building turned out to be a disciple of the patriarch. ”

Qi Lanxi's face was distorted when he heard this, his hands were clenched into fists, and he glared at Zhi Yao on the stage.

I was very jealous in my heart, why did she work so hard, but she had just built the foundation, and she was already in the middle of the foundation?

Obviously he is a genius, but when he comes to her, why does he seem to be unable to do anything?

She really hates it, she's the best, and all eyes should be on her!

Li Yanran didn't have any expression at this time, and looked at the stage indifferently, as if she didn't know Zhiyao at all.

But her heart was extremely unhappy, when the four major sects accepted disciples, she actually noticed Zhi Yao, not only with high qualifications, but also with what she didn't have, her father's favor.

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