Near noon, Huan Yin and the three of them returned to the square of the fifth-order martial arts. When they arrived, Xuanyuan Zi and the other six elders were already present.

The square was full of people, several times more than during the trial in the morning, and among the eliminated disciples were among them, and there were even more disciples from Yijian Peak. In the afternoon, it was the selection of the top 16, and they all wanted to know which ones would stand out this time. They all knew that the strong people in the newcomer would be the pillars of the future sects, and even many sect elders were also from them.

When the thirty-one people who were going to participate in the second round arrived, Xuanyuanzi glanced at the field and said loudly: "The second round of the newcomer martial arts, the thirty-one disciples who passed the trial tower in the previous round participated, and thirty of them competed one-on-one, and the winner entered the next round, and one person was selected by the fate array to have a bye and advance directly!"

"I don't know who can hand in the good luck, and I have a bye. A person from Yijian Peak said.

"Hehe, yes, senior brother, the higher the ranking of this newcomer's martial arts, the better the reward, if any of them have a weak bye, then he is really lucky. A companion next to the man chimed in.

"Senior Brother Liu, your luck has always been good, and you will definitely be able to get a bye. Huan Yin heard a fellow disciple next to him say to Liu Deshun.

Liu Deshun heard this, intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Huan Yin a few times, and then snorted: "Do you need a bye with my strength?

"The thirty-one people who participated in the second round stood in front. Xuanyuan Zi said again.

Huan Yin and the other thirty-one people walked out and stood in front. I saw Xuanyuanzi's sleeve robe wave, and dozens of circular arrays suddenly rose on the ground in front of them, each of which was only three feet square, emitting bursts of soft glow.

"Into the Rim Array. Xuanyuan Zi shouted to the disciples.

Huan because the formation in front of them is called "Yuan", and they can conjure up different numbers of small formations according to their needs, which are used for drawing lots. The formation is isolated from all detection and manipulation from the outside world, so it is very fair.

The thirty-one disciples who participated in the second round of martial arts each picked a formation platform and then stood up. After a while, the light of the formation began to slowly converge, until finally, the light of thirty formations disappeared completely, and only one of the entire formations still emitted light as before, which was particularly obvious.

Huan Yin stood on the formation platform, saw the light around him, and scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"It's big brother, haha!" Worry-free saw Huan Yin being selected by the fate array on the side, and became happy.

"It was the last disciple of the Immeasurable Gate to come out in the morning, and he was really lucky. With his cultivation, if it weren't for the bye, this round would have failed!" said one of the disciples who had been eliminated.

"It's hard to say, this person is a little weird, although it is a layer of condensation, but he has indeed passed the trial tower, you won't think he cheated and passed like those fools from the Infinite Gate. ”

Xuanyuanzi glanced at Huan Yin in the array, a little speechless, this kid has always made him unable to understand since the Immortal Yuan Society, he is different from people everywhere, and he is always so conspicuous. In the end, he still announced loudly: "Disciple Huan of the Infinite Sect has a bye because of this, and he will directly enter the top sixteen!"

Then, Xuanyuanzi pointed to an open space in the field, and fifteen fighting platforms more than 100 zhang square floated out of the ground, and there was a white plaque in front of the platform, both with two different names written on them.

Xuanyuanzi glanced at these fighting platforms, and then arrived: "Disciples who don't have byes, find your own fighting platforms and prepare for battle!"

Huan had a bye and walked down and returned to the crowd. The remaining thirty disciples walked to the Dharma Fighting Platform and, when they saw the one with their own name, jumped up and prepared to fight.

After all the disciples who participated in the competition stood on the stage, a light curtain was born around the stage to envelop the area where the platform was located. This light curtain can prevent the disciples from hitting the outside during the fight, preventing accidents.

Opposite Wuwu stood a young woman from the cathode gate, the woman was scantily dressed, her face was full of charm, and when she saw Wuwu standing opposite her, she bowed to Wuwu very politely. She bent her waist, and a large area of snow white on her chest was exposed, worry-free A child about ten years old, where has she seen this, her face instantly flushed.

"Charming!" Huan Yin secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and he heard the person next to him say that the woman on the stage only had the cultivation of the middle stage of the third layer of condensation, and she was considered the last among these thirty people. But worry-free is still a child, he hasn't experienced any wind and rain, and his charm is in his arms. Moreover, the woman of this cathode gate is twenty-eight years old, and she is also beautiful, even if her charm is inferior, it is difficult to keep her mind clean without worry.

Sure enough, he stared blankly at the chest of the woman opposite, as if he was stupid. After a while, he realized that something was wrong with him, and quickly lowered his head, where was there still a little fighting posture.

The female cultivator on the opposite side saw the foolish appearance of Worry-free, and smiled coquettishly: "Brother Worry-free, my name is Yun Shuiling." You are so tall and so handsome, I like you so much. My cultivation is not as good as you, I can't beat you, so it's okay if we don't fight. ”

"No, won't you fight?" Worry-free heard her words, and subconsciously raised his head, but saw that the woman's long skirt on the opposite side had faded to the ground, and her snow-white slender thighs were exposed.

This time, the carefree eyes could no longer be removed from Yun Shuiling's body, staring at it stupidly, his eyes full of flames of desire.

"Haha, it's really a child, no matter how good the qualifications are, I still can't break free in this situation. If that girl meets me, I don't know who is playing whom, hehe. A young disciple of the Infinite Gate looked at the doutai where Wuwu was with a lewd face.

"Haha, this kid's cultivation is stupid, the cultivation in the early stage of the fifth layer of condensation qi was actually fascinated by such an inferior fan of charm. One of the disciples of Yijian Peak laughed.

At this time, even Zhou Yan on the cloud carpet sweated for worry-free. You must know that Wu Wu can be regarded as his junior disciple in terms of seniority, and he is the most favored disciple of the Huiwu Sect this time, if he is defeated by the next means of the Yin Ji Sect like this, it will not become a big joke. It's just that disciples who know how to fight martial arts can play at will, but others can't interfere with it in the slightest, this is the rule. Zhou Yan wanted to help, but he couldn't do anything.

"Am I good-looking?" Yun Shuiling pulled down the shirt on his chest, his face full of flattery.

"Okay, okay...... I'm going to ......" Carefree was already a little incoherent, his lips opened slightly, and liquid slowly slid out of the corners of his mouth.

"Come, come here, let my sister hurt you. As soon as Yun Shuiling said this, a smirk appeared on Wu Wu's face, and he moved towards Yun Shuiling step by step......

"Wow, it's the first again, win without a fight, Senior Brother Yue is really the dragon among the people!" Suddenly, the doorman of Yijian Peak pointed to Yue Qingfeng's competition platform and exclaimed.

Huan Yin turned his head to look, and saw that the light curtain of Yue Qingfeng's fighting platform had dispersed, and he was slowly walking down from the platform, and there was a disciple next to him, who was his opponent in the fight. Yue Qingfeng was calm, and the disciple next to him was talking to him with a sycophantic expression. The bodies of the two of them are clean, not to mention the scars, even the dust doesn't seem to be stained at all, where is it like they have just fought the law?

Yue Qingfeng and the disciple next to him really hadn't fought the Fa. The disciple next to Yue Qingfeng was his fellow disciple, and he had a conversation from time to time in the door. That disciple knew that Yue Qingfeng was a cultivator in the middle of the fifth layer of Qi Condensation, and he couldn't be an opponent, and Yue Qingfeng was arrogant and never showed mercy to his fellow disciples, so he simply thought he was unlucky, gave up the fight, and should have curried favor with Yue Qingfeng.

Yue Qingfeng returned to the crowd with great satisfaction, he glanced at Huan Yin among the disciples of the Infinite Sect, and then enjoyed the praise of his fellow Daoists of the First Sword Peak.

Looking at Ye Wuwu again, he finally moved to Yun Shuiling like a dementia, his eyes stared directly at Yun Shuiling's chest, and the saliva at the corner of his mouth kept dripping. Yun Shuiling stretched out one hand to gently support Ye Wuwu's chin, and then stroked his face with the other hand. Ye Wuwu stood stupidly like this, letting Yun Shui Ling do it.

"Hmph, waste! This kind of shoddy means can also give him such a look, I really think highly of him. Yue Qingfeng was most concerned about Ye Wuwu, he felt that if he had an opponent among the disciples of the same class, then it was undoubtedly Ye Wuwu. After he stepped down, his eyes looked directly at Ye Wuwu's stage, and when he saw his stupid appearance, he scolded very contemptuously.

Finally, Yun Shuiling felt that it was almost over, she continued to caress Ye Wuwu's face with one hand, but the other hand was raised high, and the magic trick in her hand changed, and in the end, a dark red villain meditating cross-kneeled gradually condensed in her palm.

"Blood puppet! This Yun Shui Ling is really ruthless, with her cultivation, this is the strongest spell she can master now. ”

"It's no wonder that the opponent is much higher than her cultivation, if she is not careful, once the opponent wakes up from her charm, she will definitely be doomed. ”

The blood puppet is a low-level high-level spell of the Cathode Gate, which uses spiritual power to transform the blood puppet into the human body and destroy it. There are many types of blood golems, and the higher the caster's cultivation, the more powerful they are. What Yun Shuiling used in his hand was the lowest-level blood puppet, which was only purely aggressive, but Ye Wuwu was only a Qi Condensing Cultivator, and this spell was more than enough to deal with him who was defenseless.

Zhou Yan couldn't hold it back, Ye Wuwu was the most favored disciple of the sect, if there was any mistake, where could he afford it.

"Senior Brother Zhou, it's better to care about the disciple's martial arts, this is the rule. Seeing that Zhou Yan seemed to want to make a move, the sect elder of the Cathode Gate said in a gloomy manner.

Zhou Yan heard his words, looked at his colleagues around him again, and exhaled irritably. He knew that even if he made a move, it would be useless. Even if his cultivation could break free from the hindrance of his fellow Daoists around him, what about Xuanyuanzi? With his cultivation, Xuanyuan Zi wanted to be trapped, and he couldn't even lift his feet.

Finally, the blood puppet in Yun Shuiling's palm was completely formed, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she whispered to Ye Wuwu: "Brother Wuwu, sister is here." Then, she pressed the blood puppet towards Ye Wuwu.