Han Leng returned to his place of cultivation, he took out the Xuanyou Sword in the dantian, the quaint sword was carved with obscure runes, and every character revealed a breath from the wilderness, at this time, Han Leng seemed to be in the wilderness outside the plug.

What he saw in his eyes was the vast desert, the endless wolf smoke, and a kind of heroic feeling spontaneously arose. It's amazing that this sword can make people's minds move with it. Han Leng has picked up a treasure and has this sword

He can walk sideways, but that's not his purpose. Han Leng has never forgotten the significance of his participation in this sect. He is to avenge his father, and only by learning the skills can he achieve his great cause of revenge.

Originally, Han Leng thought that he would be able to be stable after entering the Xuanling Sect, and during this time, he studied hard and practiced hard, even if his qualifications were very average, he could cultivate a little mana, and it was more than enough to use the ability of an immortal cultivator to deal with the organization of the mortal world. However, when he really entered the ranks of immortal cultivators, he found that this cultivation world was not so easy to mix, and he had not learned many useful spells, he had already been targeted by people with bad intentions, and his father's revenge had not yet been avenged, but his own life was almost taken in.

In the cultivation realm, we must also learn to observe words and colors, and be vigilant everywhere. Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, but Han Leng's mana is weak now, and he can't defeat any of his enemies, and a person like Shen Langfan will never give up if he doesn't do things.

But Han Leng, who is weak, can only endure it at this stage, and if he acts rashly, he will only suffer in the end.

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it is the day of the new life martial arts, this is the most lively day in the Xuanling Sect, just like the New Year, those new monks are gearing up to shine in the martial arts, and the communities behind them also want to rely on the new students to bring benefits to the community, and several clubs of the Xuanling branch also want to compete with each other through this martial arts.

The square was crowded with people. There are a large number of people but they are not chaotic, they all represent their own clubs, Han Leng is also among them, Qi Wen of Yunheng Club is standing beside Han Leng, his brows are tightly locked, and his expression is also very serious, because some time ago, he heard others say that the realm of several freshmen in other clubs has been greatly improved, and this news has hit him too hard.

"Be more careful when you go to the game later, the freshmen of other clubs are higher than you, don't be too competitive, just admit defeat if you can't beat it." Qi Wen said to Han Leng.

Han Leng said: "Don't worry, president, I still know my own ability, so I won't put my life into it." ”

After a while, the elders of the sect arrived in turn, and in front of the square was a stand, which was built for the elders.

An old man with gray hair walked up to the stands, and he glanced at the dense crowd below, and a smile appeared on his face. This old man is the master of the Xuanling branch, Chao Hou, he cleared his throat and shouted: "Everyone, be quiet! Today is the triennial freshman martial arts of my Xuanling branch, and many new disciples have also learned spells, today is the time for you to show yourself to your heart's content, let the old man see your achievements during this time!"

After Chao Hou finished speaking, he went back to sit down, and then a relatively young person walked out, he was the chief examiner Liu Zhaofeng, and he announced the rules of the competition.

"In view of the fact that there are few new students in the Xuanling branch, there will be disciples from other branches coming to this competition...."

Han Leng also chuckled in his heart when he heard this, didn't he say that he would only select disciples in his own branch, how could there be people from other branches to join in the fun? If the disciples of other branches were also in a high realm, what else would he rely on to squeeze into the top three? Qi Wen seemed to have known about this for a long time, his reaction was not big, and he said to Han Leng: " You don't have to worry, the master will not give away the resources of the Xuanling branch to others, as far as I know, the disciples of the other branches who came to participate in this martial arts meeting are all people with poor qualifications and are not good at cultivating, so you don't have to worry at all. ”

"I see, it scared me. I'm afraid I won't get a place. Han Leng smiled and said.

Although he said this, he was still a little nervous in his heart, after all, his cultivation was not high, and he didn't know the details of other branch people.

Liu Zhaofeng jumped down from the stands, his clothes fluttering in the wind. After landing on the ground, he instructed the disciples who were guarding the venue, "Place the spirit stones, raise the ring, and prepare to start the competition." ”

The disciples replied yes, and took out many spirit stones from the storage bags they carried, and then these people walked into the square and put the spirit stones in the grooves carved on the ground of the square, and the spirit stones that emitted a faint light were released as soon as they were embedded in the grooves, and the light formed by a spiritual power began to spread along the carved lines on the ground, roughly forming a circle.

After each groove on the ground was installed with spirit stones, the ground suddenly began to shake, the edge of the circle shook the most violently, and even a trace of crack appeared, and then this crack slowly expanded, and the circle in the middle actually rose directly from the ground, rising more than two meters.

This is the ring of Huiwu, and the spiritual power of the spirit stone forms a barrier around the ring, and those who are knocked out of the barrier are considered failures.

Liu Zhaofeng jumped into the ring, then looked at the audience and said: "Please go to the ring and draw lots to determine the order of appearance and opponents." ”

As soon as the words fell, a few figures jumped out of the crowd, as if they had popped out.

There were seven people on the stage this time, two of whom were freshmen of the Xuanling branch, and the other five were disciples of other branches.

Han Leng was still standing under the ring, he was also one of the contestants, but this two-meter-high ring became an obstacle, he didn't know how to go up, Qi Wen grabbed Han Leng's clothes helplessly and threw him directly into the ring, because the center of gravity was unstable when he fell, and he rolled a few laps in the ring before stabilizing his body, this embarrassing way of appearing made many onlookers laugh.

Han Leng didn't feel out of shape, he stood up and patted the ashes on his body and stood with the seven people, waiting for the draw.

After Shueisha's fox Ke saw Han Leng in the ring, his eyes revealed surprise, how could Han Leng still be alive, in his heart, Han Leng should have died in the belly of the python. It's completely over now, Shen Langfan is also here, Hu Ke glanced back at Shen Langfan, and found that the latter was also looking at him, his eyes seemed to be hiding more than a dozen knives, and Hu Ke was furry and hurriedly turned his head.

In the ring, Liu Zhaofeng held a bamboo tube with a lottery in his hand, and he said: "Start drawing lots now, there is a ban I set in the bamboo tube, and you can't cheat." People who draw the same number are in a group, and the two people with the number one directly start the competition, and so on. ”