On the third day of the Kunlun Great Competition, it was the turn of the disciples of the Blue Rank Camp to compete with each other.

The number of disciples in the Blue Rank Camp is more than half that of the disciples in the Blue Rank Camp, as long as there are about 9,000 people, plus those who were promoted yesterday, there are 10,000 Kunlun disciples participating in the Blue Rank Camp competition.

In the first game, 5,000 Kunlun disciples were selected from among the 10,000 Kunlun disciples.

In the second session, 2,500 disciples were selected from among the 5,000 Kunlun disciples.

In the third game, 1,000 disciples were selected and 1,500 disciples were eliminated.

In the first game, Ling Huming and a male disciple who had just been promoted from the Qingjie Battalion, the male disciple saw that his opponent turned out to be Ling Huming, and his face turned white with fright.

The name of the tree of the name of the person!

Ling Huming also stayed in the Qingjie camp for three months, and the reputation he built down was not blown.

Although that male disciple also belonged to the top level in the Qingjie Camp, compared to Ling Huming, the strength he possessed was still far from enough.

Ling Huming just stood in the ring, and the male disciple immediately raised his hand and expressed his willingness to surrender to the referee beside him.

As he was leaving, the male disciple also encouraged Ling Huming.

"Brother Linghu, you are a genius who came out of our Qingjie Battalion, I believe you will definitely be able to go to the end!"

"Thank you for your good words!" Ling Huming replied with a smile.

In the second competition, Ling Huming's opponent was a blue-level female disciple who was good at body skills, and this female disciple's hair was tied into two twists, which was particularly conspicuous.

Under the referee's order, the two collided together in an instant.

Since the other party was a girl, Ling Hu Ming directly used the blood-devouring sword, but fought it with his bare hands.

The strength of this blue-level female disciple is not strong, it belongs to the ordinary kind in the blue-level camp, Ling Huming only played a circle, and he didn't even use exercises such as the Shaking Mountain Fist Spectrum, it was completely with physical strength.

With one punch, the female disciple was knocked out.

If Ling Hu Ming had made a heavier move, she would not have been slightly injured, but seriously injured.

The female disciple also accepted it when she saw it, and clenched her fists slightly at Ling Huming, expressing her surrender to the referee.

The first and second competitions were not interesting, which caused dissatisfaction among some of the Kunlun disciples in the audience below.

But in Ling Huming's third match, Ling Huming faced a difficult opponent.

I saw that the man in front of him was burly, with explosive muscles protruding from his body, and his height was twice that of ordinary people, like a little giant.

Through the penetration after the Phaseless Divine Skill, Ling Hu Ming knew at a glance that he was a martial arts cultivator at the peak of the Qi Tong Realm.

The burly man looked at Ling Huming with a look of contempt, and seemed to not take Ling Huming seriously at all.

"Bull, knock Ling Huming down, and you can be famous in the Kunlun Outer Courtyard today!" a thin man under the ring encouraged the burly man.

"I'm a bull, I'm going to knock you down!" the bull's fists collided together, and a cumping sound suddenly sounded.

The bull majors in physical strength, which can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

Not only does the Humbull possess tremendous brute strength, but it also has a body that is like an impregnable wall.

But the brain is a little abnormal.

"Let's go!" the referee's crossed hands let go.

The bull took the lead in rushing towards Ling Huming, he picked up the two sharp axes on his back, and shook them up, looking at the aura fluctuations of these two sharp axes, it turned out to be a series of medium-grade spiritual weapons.

Ling Huming was unmoved, and continued to stand in place, until the two-plate axe of the Humbull was about to split into Ling Huming's body, and Ling Huming did not move.

Ling Hu Ming took a step back with his right foot, then made an arrow step and rushed forward, turning into a black shadow and dissipating in place.

"Fist shatters mountains and rivers!"

Ling Hu Ming shouted.

I saw a buzzing sound from the two sharp axes in the Bull's hand, and the Bull's eyes widened, as if he didn't believe what was happening in front of him.

The two sharp axes in his hands were directly knocked out by Ling Huming with a brute force punch!

The bull that lost two sharp axes is equivalent to a bison without fighting horns, and its lethality is instantly reduced by ninety percent.

Ling Hu Ming appeared in front of the Bull in an instant, his head was only at the chest of the Bull, and Ling Fox Ming raised his head and said to the Bull.

"You're not my opponent, surrender!"

"Humbull will not surrender!" Humbull clenched his fists and smashed towards Ling Huming.

"Bang!" Humbull's punch hit Ling Hu Ming's cheek, and suddenly there was a sound, causing Hu Ming to turn into a golden true qi and scatter around.

"What about people...?" The bull smacked his tongue in his heart.

"Hey, you're asking for your own trouble, don't blame me!" Ling Huming appeared behind the bull, and smashed the mountains and rivers with another blow, only to see the bull like a kite with a broken string, and flew out directly.

Ling Hu Ming won three competitions, which meant that Ling Hu Ming was directly promoted to participate in the competition between the purple level disciples.

In the battle of the Blue Rank Battalion, Ling Hu Ming and Zhuge Geng all passed.

After Ling Huming finished the competition, he stayed at the scene and watched the battle of the other Kunlun disciples.

Among them, Li Immortal's battle was particularly fierce, and in his third competition, his opponent was the fifty-first person on the list, the Zhentong monk of the Dharma Academy.

Li Buxuan is the forty-fifth on the list, and the gap between him and the other party's ranking is not large.

The strength of the two is almost the same, and when they fight to the back, they rely on whose perseverance is stronger.

In the end, Li Buxuan was better and won this competition, and the reason why Li Buxuan persevered was because he had an obsession in his heart, and that obsession was telling him that he couldn't fall here.

hasn't defeated Ling Huming openly, how can he fall.

Although Li Immortal won the game, he was also injured a lot!

However, as the Third Highness of the Blood-Clad King, he has countless healing elixirs, which will not affect tomorrow's battle at all.

After a day's time, it was finally decided that a thousand disciples were successfully selected into the battle of the purple-level disciples.

The Purple Rank Battalion is the smallest of the four camps in the Kunlun Outer Courtyard, and there are only 2,000 people at full capacity, counting the 1,000 selected today, it has been determined that the Kunlun Outer Courtyard is stronger than the top 3,000.

Tomorrow is the day to select the top 10!

Tomorrow's battle will be ten times more intense than today's!

Just as Ling Huming was about to leave the scene, he suddenly felt a familiar aura, and when Ling Humin turned around to look, he was stunned.

"Ling Huming, let's meet again!"

Chu Canglong was wearing plain clothes, which was completely different from the image of Chu Canglong in the past, especially his martial arts cultivation, which had actually reached the peak of the Qi Tong Realm.