The third day of the trial for newcomers in the mountain gate.

There are still thousands of onlookers, but compared to the previous lively discussions, today is more tense and solemn.

Today will be the top 13 and the top 7 respectively, it will be two fierce competitions, and everyone will have a feeling of passion.

Up to now, there are very few disciples with wooden swords on their backs, and the only ones left are because they were lucky that they didn't meet the disciples of the True Beginning Stage in the first two games.

Shirai began to stand out in the crowd, and more people noticed him and his wooden sword wrapped in white cloth.

"That's the white well of Qingshi Peak, it's really a demon, tsk!"

"It's just spotless, if I'm a woman, I have to follow him, it's comfortable just to watch, hahaha. ”

"Yes, but why does he always wrap up his sword, it's not a high-grade spirit sword, it's just a wooden sword, isn't that an extra move? ”

"It's just an axe from the class. ”

A word of disdain came out among the disciples who stood aside waiting for Elder Yang Yijian to announce the selection of their opponents.

Shirai stood in front and didn't look back, but he also knew who the voice was coming from.

Wang An stared at Bai Jing closely, his eyes full of contempt that could not be concealed.

"The strength is not good, but the appearance is very sufficient, Senior Brother Gong Han, no matter who you and I meet Bai Jing, we don't have to show mercy to our subordinates, I am tired of him pretending to be light and light!"

Gong Han chuckled, his face was still as gentle as the wind, this morning's cultivation had broken through to the middle stage of the True Beginning, and now the realm was only after Yun Yao, and it was no longer within the reach of Bai Jing, but Gong Han still hated Bai Jing, I don't know why.

"The disciple stepped forward to draw the opponent, and the one who was drawn does not need to draw again!"

As Elder Yang Yijian's words ended, the disciples stepped forward next to each other to draw.

Bai Jing looked back at Dou'er in the crowd, the second senior brother, the senior brother, and the charitable Uncle Gu, and walked forward.

I thought, Dou'er must be stinky and beautiful again today, and the two braids are combed more slippery, alas, the little girl is going to grow up.

"Bai Jing!" Wang An was a little surprised, and couldn't help but read it out loud.

"It's really lucky, I met whoever I wanted, Shirai, it finally fell into my hands, hahaha, I hope you don't come up and admit defeat directly, then it's not interesting. ”

Wang Anxin was secretly happy that he had entered the top thirteen, and even if he didn't enter the top ten, he already had a great chance.

Wang An turned around to Bai Jing and shook the signing paper in his hand with a smile, and then returned to the sidelines to wait.

The rest of the game was different from the previous ones, with only one pair playing at a time.

On the viewing platform, the lords and heads of each peak still sit in a row, and there is a vertical row on both sides, which is the elders and stewards of each hall of the main peak.

Bai Jing knew that he had been drawn by Wang An, so he returned to the waiting area without any change in his complexion.

The first pair of disciples on the field were all in the early stage of the real world, and after the sound started, the two of them held hands and saluted, and then separated from each other.

Sword light, robes hunting, although they are all children about ten years old, but at this time they all have a kind of fairy temperament.

The two of them slowly rotated around the field, and one of the disciples was cautious, his pace was slow, and his sword posture changed.

At this time, a light reflected through the sword into the opponent's eyes, and pounced on the opponent's dazzling moment.

Although the disciple on the opposite side reacted in a very short time, he was still slightly passive, and after only a few rounds, the long sword in his hand flew out unsteadily, and he was forced by the spirit sword the moment he turned to take the sword.

"Tianxuan Peak, Gu Shengsheng!"

Although he was also in the early stage of the True Beginning, Gu Sheng seemed to be much more witty and sensitive.

The Tianxuan Peak Peak Lord on the stage was weak, his face was serious, and he didn't show any abnormality about Gu Sheng's win or loss.

Even if Luo Ze, who was about to lose in the middle of the true beginning, Qi Miao still didn't care at all, and his personality was somewhat similar to Songbai.

"Bai Jing, Wang An, play!"

With a drink, the audience returned to silence.

Shirai and Wang An each walked to the playing field from one side.

"That Shirai had a bye last time and was lucky enough to get into twenty-six, and this time it must have come to an end, and the true beginning period is not something he can shake. ”

"I heard that Wang An and Gong Han had some festivals with Bai Jing earlier, and his waiter boy defeated Gong Han a few months ago! It is precisely because of this that the Qingshi Peak Peak Lord accepted that waiter boy as his own disciple!"

"Then isn't this Baijing going to be retaliated by Wang An this time?"

......

On the field, Wang An stood with a sword in his hand, heroic and cool, which can be described as the limelight.

In this battle, the victory or defeat is very obvious, and there have been few winners since ancient times, not to mention the white well that is just a long demon in the eyes of outsiders.

"Why don't you use your sword? Shirai, don't pretend to be a ghost, your trick is just a joke in my eyes. ”

Shirai stood in the middle of the proving ground, unable to say that he was straight, and even a little slightly bent over, in a daze, motionless, like an eternal stone sculpture.

"This is the way it was in the last game, so you deceived Qiu Mo, and you won by luck, isn't it you and I will still be like Qiu Mo?

After the sound started, Wang An flew towards Bai Jing, and the tip of the sword went straight to Bai Jing's throat.

Wang An's control of aura was already quite proficient, and his lightning-fast speed brought a gust of wind, rolling up the sand and dust on the field, and filling the field.

If you move, I'll cut your face and see who you're pretending to show like that!

If you don't move, I'll win this one.

With his eyes closed, the wind is indeed much lighter and more sensitive, Shirai thinks like this, it's not that Shirai is deliberately eye-catching, sometimes, dazzling people can't block the light even if they don't do anything.

In that case, it will be enough to dazzle today.

At least the beans are happy.

Suddenly, Shirai opened his eyes and straightened his chest.

Wang An, who had rushed to Bai Jing, still had a playful sneer on his face, and the confidence that he was sure to win.

Suddenly, there was a white light, and Wang An's intuition instantly went blank in his mind, and his eyes couldn't see anything.

"Divine Attack! impossible!" exclaimed several times in the stands.

"That Shirai has not yet arrived, how can he use his divine sense to impact? That is something that even Jinyuan can't do!" Yuyang's voice was excited, his face was incredulous, he verified it with his own eyes that day, that Shirai was just ordinary and couldn't be more ordinary, I didn't expect it to be like today.

As if he had known it for a long time, Songbai didn't move to make any sound, not even a serious expression.

Fear surged like seawater, Wang An shook his head vigorously, and only then did he gradually see his surroundings clearly.

In the eyes of the surrounding disciples, Wang An just paused in the process of flying out of the sword, a mistake.

And Shirai, as if he was frightened, had no response.

Wang An was very strange why Bai Jing didn't take the opportunity to attack, because just now, Bai Jing still had the possibility of winning as long as he attacked.

"You've lost your last chance, what else can you do, huh"

Wang An snorted softly, Bai Jing, you are finally going to lose.

Wang An's sword continued, and Bai Jing was still standing in place, but facing Wang An.

The next scene is just a sword pointing at the throat, and Shirai loses.

That's what everyone thinks.

But the accident still happened, just when Wang An thought that he was about to stab Bai Jing and was wondering whether to stab him.

Suddenly, I found that Shirai was gone.

Yes, it's so calm gone, leaving no trace.

How could this be! Wang An quickly turned around.

I saw Shirai standing a foot behind him, with the same posture and the same expression, as if he had been standing there from the beginning.

Wang An did not hesitate and stabbed again.

As expected, as before, every time the sword stabbed Shirai, Shirai disappeared and appeared behind him.

Same position, same posture and expression.