Chen Mengsheng moved when he made the sword youth raise his long sword, his hands were folded, and a misty aura formed between his hands.

The sword qi slashed through the sky and slashed fiercely, he took a step forward, propped his hands on the top of his head, and shouted, the sword qi was forcibly resisted. For a while, the two sides confronted each other, and no one could help the other.

The short old man shook his head, the victory or defeat is clear, the sword youth will be defeated, he can't consume Chen Mengsheng, and the realm is there. Sure enough, the half-pillar incense time made the sword young man tremble, and he gritted his teeth and struggled to support it.

Chen Mengsheng looked at him calmly, running his aura unhurriedly.

When he was long, the long sword left his hand, so that the sword youth beach sat on the ground.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry, if the realm is comparable, it's really hard to say the result. Chen Mengsheng comforted.

There were no surprises in the second challenge, and Chen Mengsheng became the second person to be promoted to a full disciple.

The disciple of the third person challenge was a big man who looked strong, and he chose a middle-aged man in his forties. When he chose the middle-aged, Chen Mengsheng obviously felt a tremor in the middle-aged, although there seemed to be nothing wrong with outsiders, but he was a little stunned in his heart, and it was estimated that this middle-aged man was going to capsize.

The third game was still very fast, and in the shocked looks of everyone, the middle-aged man was defeated. Dahan used a very strong boxing technique, and he was passively beaten from head to toe in middle age, and he had no chance to fight back at all, and he was beaten alive. The middle-aged man is also a little unlucky, he just happened to belong to the people who drove the disciple Dabi to the third layer of enlightenment, but he didn't know the rules of Dabi, and he participated in the disciple Dabi in a daze.

It wasn't until he participated in the disciple competition that he knew that there was still a challenge to this rule. He was very scared, afraid that others would challenge him, the first two didn't choose him, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he was chosen by the big man, and the big man was that kind of powerful move, he didn't have time to fight back, and his strength was not fully exerted, so he was bombarded, and he could only cry without tears, and wait for another ten years to be promoted to a formal disciple.

Dahan received the warmest cheers, and the disciples finally looked forward to the "miracle", and Dahan succeeded in creating his own legend.

After the three challenges, the remaining seven registered disciples returned to the field, and the seven of them will compete for the last two spots. This competition was brutal, and only two of the seven were promoted to full disciples. These seven people, according to the lottery method of two by two, one bye, wait until the second round of four people left, continue to draw lots, and finally determine the two places for promotion.

The competition of the seven people also went on very quickly, and one of them seemed to have good luck, with a bye in the first round, and a little easy to win in the second round, and he was successfully promoted to a full-fledged disciple in the second-level realm. The other disciple who was promoted was also a young man. So far, all 20 promotion places have appeared. Seventeen disciples of the third layer of enlightenment and three disciples of the second layer of enlightenment.

These twenty people will conduct the final round of competition, and the top ten registered disciples will be determined, and they will receive rich rewards.

Each of the ten players relied on their luck and drew lots to determine the final opponent. That young man's luck seemed to run out, and he actually drew the old man of the fourth layer of enlightenment. Chen Mengsheng's signing is normal, his opponent is a middle-aged man with a hooked nose, and the competition of twenty people is being held at the same time.

Chen Mengsheng is already in a high realm, and the middle-aged man with a hooked nose has nothing to show off, he is very easy to deal with, and there are a few people who are leisurely observing him to compete.

The old man faced the young man, the young man's shot was extraordinary, and he had a flash of inspiration in his hand, and hit the old man hard, it seemed that he was not lucky, but really capable. But it's a pity that he met the old man, and the old man looked at the young man calmly, like a rock, let you wind and rain, I won't move. The old man responded to all changes with the same attitude, and the number of shots was not much, but each time he defused the young man's offensive just right.

The young man's face became more and more solemn, and later, he gritted his teeth and took out an ink-colored statue from his arms, he threw it into the air, and there were words in his mouth, and the ink-colored statue was good in the wind, turning into a black eagle, and rushed towards the old man in shock.

A trace of emotion finally appeared on the old man's face, and he retreated while pinching the trick, and one after another spiritual light appeared in front of him, forming a light curtain to meet the black eagle.

The black eagle flapped its huge wings and pecked fiercely at the light curtain. The light curtain continued to dissolve, and the old man continued to operate the aura. Seeing this, the young man's eyes showed a decisive look, he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed it in front of him, and a mouthful of blood on the tip of his tongue merged into the black eagle. The black eagle raised its head to the sky and pecked at the light curtain again.

Poof, the light curtain shattered, and the black eagle flapped its wings and rushed towards the old man. The old man stared coldly at the black eagle, sighed secretly in his heart, his hand crossed his waist, and a gourd appeared in his hand. He turned the gourd upside down, the mouth of the gourd was just aimed at the direction of the black eagle, the spiritual light in his hand worked, pulled out the gourd stopper, and shouted: "Receive". A ray of light erupted from the gourd, enveloping the black eagle.

With a carving, the glow disappeared, and even the black eagle disappeared, and then looked at the old man's hand, there was an ink-colored statue, he put away the gourd and the statue, and said lightly: "Accept!"

The surrounding disciples exclaimed, although the young man was only the second layer of the Enlightenment, but his strength was endless, and there was a magic weapon like an ink-colored statue, which was not like the strength that a named disciple of the second layer of the Enlightenment should have, and many disciples cast puzzled eyes.

Chen Mengsheng's battle had long since ended, and he had been watching the competition between the young man and the old man, and he was also very puzzled. If the young man on the second layer of Kailing didn't have any explanation, he would definitely attract the attention of the sect, but someone soon solved his confusion.

"Hehe, you kid now know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. ”

A middle-aged man in white appeared on Tianyutai, and as soon as he appeared, the short old man said respectfully: "The Seventh Elder is here, and he is not welcome. ”

Chen Mengsheng looked at the past, but he couldn't see through this middle-aged realm, it was estimated that it was the realm of more than ten layers of enlightenment.

"Hehe, I'm here to see this kid, this is a junior of my own family, with extraordinary talent, I specially brought it over to enter the sect. But he was a little arrogant, and he just happened to meet his disciple Dabi, so he let him see the ability of our sect disciples. How's it going, are you convinced this time?"

"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that this old man was in the realm of the fourth layer of enlightenment, it would be hard to say. ”

"If you lose, you lose, there's nothing to say, fortunately, this is a big competition for the disciples of the sect, if you live and die outside, you don't know how many times you will die with your temperament. The middle-aged man in white said.

Then he turned his head to look at the old man, and said lightly: "You still have some ability, return that magic weapon to him, it's not something you can take." ”

The old man took a deep look at the young man, took out the ink-colored statue from his bosom, and handed it back.

The middle-aged man in white didn't say anything more, and left with the young man.

No one could have imagined that this young man from the second layer of Kailing was originally pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, as he said, if it weren't for the fact that the old man was in the realm of the fourth layer of Kailing, this competition would be really hard to say. The registered disciples were a little helpless in their hearts, it turned out that they had the talent to really do whatever they wanted, and the young man's offensive just now, the disciples of the third layer of enlightenment couldn't take it at all.

Chen Mengsheng looked at the young man and thought in his heart.

This episode passed, this round of competition ended, and the top ten places of registered disciples were determined. However, the competition was not over, and the ten men continued to compete until their respective rankings were decided.

At this time, two people appeared on the Tianyu platform again. One of them has a round body, a fat head and big ears, and looks extremely rich, which is the realm of the ninth layer of enlightenment. Another old man, with goosebumps, has a higher realm, reaching the tenth layer of enlightenment.

When the two appeared, the short old man was not very enthusiastic, but nodded faintly.

The middle-aged man said: "Senior brother, on the orders of the sect master, I came to find a few registered disciples. ”

The old man with goosebumps looked at the ten registered disciples below, and said lightly: "I don't know why the sect master suddenly made this request, let us choose disciples among the registered disciples, they have extremely poor qualifications, they are extremely slow to enter the realm, and they are stupid. ”

"Hehe, the sect master naturally has his considerations, and what he can do can motivate other registered disciples to work hard to cultivate. Now that the Fire Flow Sect is declining more and more, the sect master is also very embarrassed, so he can only come up with such a way. I heard that the sect master is also preparing to reform the Dabi system, and it is likely that in the future, the disciple Dabi will be held once every five years, and this method will be used to motivate the disciples of the whole sect to cultivate hard. ”

"And this kind of thing?" the rich middle-aged man was surprised.

"You'll know after this big competition. ”

After the short old man finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the registered disciples, and said loudly: "Listen to the registered disciples, every time there is a big competition in the future, the elders of the sect will directly choose disciples from the registered disciples, you must cultivate hard, this time the top ten registered disciples, the two junior disciples will select three people to become their disciples directly, that is to say, you can become inner disciples, you behave well." ”

As soon as the old man's words fell, the surrounding onlookers exploded.

"What, and such a good thing? That's an inner disciple. ”

"It's over, the registered disciple is going to turn over in the future, I have been in the sect for so many years and am still a formal disciple, an inner disciple, then only when I reach the realm of the sixth layer of enlightenment can I become an inner disciple. ”

"How can this kind of good thing make them catch up? It's so unfair. ”

"Hahaha, I will definitely practice diligently in the future, and when I wait for the next big competition, I must perform well. ”

"I envy them. ”

All kinds of chattering voices came and seemed very noisy.

"Ahem. The short old man coughed a few more times, and the surroundings slowly fell silent.

"The competition continues, you guys perform well, whether you can be favored by your master or uncle, it depends on your performance. ”

Chen Mengsheng stood still, opposite a young man in his twenties. The young man had willow eyebrows and looked a little feminine.

The two saluted, and the competition began.

The young man came up and threw out two spirit runes, which were just the kind of spirit runes commonly used by registered disciples, and those two spirit runes turned into two wind blades and swept towards Chen Mengsheng.