The next day's re-examination was held in the plaza outside the main hall.

At this moment, countless men and women have already gathered in the square, they are dressed in various colors, but they look like a sea of gorgeous flowers. Everyone looked at the three high platforms that had already been erected, and their faces were full of anticipation and joy. I think the Shushan faction has not been so lively for a long time, thousands of disciples gathered together, and it was really a magnificent scene.

When a young man dressed in purple arrived, the eyes of everyone present turned to him. Seeing that the person who came was Tang Haoyun, a master of the Heavenly Rank of Shushan, all the disciples of Shushan, both men and women, surrounded him, and from time to time some female disciples were peeking at him, but they were whispering in secret.

More male disciples clasped their fists at him in unison, and kept shouting Senior Brother Tang in their mouths. But Tang Haoyun smiled and returned the salute one by one, but his demeanor was consistent, like the temperament of a peerless master. When a person is surrounded by so many people and can still remain calm, this kind of bearing is not something that ordinary people can have.

"What's so remarkable, isn't it just a cultivator in the Transformation Stage? I'm also in the Transformation Stage!

Di Qianjun pursed his lips disdainfully and muttered to himself.

Hearing this, Lu Chengfeng on the side couldn't help but be a little funny, and for a moment remembered that he had said the same thing before. This person's personality is also quite similar to him, he never easily convinces anyone, he is also a disciple of Shushan, and he is treated differently because of his cultivation, which is indeed a little resentful.

"Senior Brother Lu, this heaven-level master's appearance is really extraordinary!"

That fat cow thought that he had never seen such a big scene, but this time it was all the disciples of Shushan who went out, how could he not be shocked? Seeing Tang Haoyun surrounded by countless people, full of aura, and there were some beautiful female disciples around, he said with envy.

"If he hadn't taken over his own cultivation, he would be no different from us! It's just that we don't have the so-called spiritual root in their mouths!"

The thin monkey's words are indeed in one sentence, and the rule of respecting the strong is vividly demonstrated in Tang Haoyun, but I don't know if they will be crazy if the master of the first number one of the heavenly steps comes out.

When Jiang Wuhan, who followed closely, flew in, he seemed to have been treated the same, the difference was that the disciples around her were more men than women, while Tang Haoyun was more women than men. But seeing Tang Haoyun gently squeeze out the crowd, after walking over and giving Jiang Wuhan a salute, he said politely, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Senior Sister Jiang is okay?"

Jiang Wuhan's face was still as cold as ever, so cold that there was no temperature at all, but he still returned the salute and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Tang for your concern!"

Xu was because of the other party's lukewarm response, and after Tang Haoyun looked around, he smiled indifferently and said, "It seems that this time the sword can fight to the end, I'm afraid there are only you and me left!"

The implication of this statement is that he despises the disciples of Shushan, and although his tone is light, he is full of arrogance.

"How dare you speak wildly......"

These words completely annoyed Di Qianjun, if it weren't for Lu Chengfeng's pull, he would have rushed out at any time to theorize. As the No. 1 in the ground level, he is usually sought after, but now Tang Haoyun actually released such wild words, obviously not taking him seriously. This Qianjun's temper is really big, Lu Chengfeng was worried about the conflict, so he kept pulling him, and after some persuasion, he stopped him.

Xu is movement of the two was a little big, Jiang Wuhan unintentionally glanced at them, and then said lightly to Tang Haoyun, "Since ancient times, there has been no order of learning, and the master is the teacher." There are not a few qualified people in this world, and it is not impossible for a master to appear in this sword discussion!"

"Senior sister, you are too modest, with your cultivation, you are already a rare opponent among the younger generation! Even if there are latecomers, it is difficult to have people who speak the same day as you and me!"

This guy is really unsightly, and he is extremely arrogant. But Jiang Wuhan didn't think so, since she saw Lu Chengfeng in the Netherworld Mountain that day, she believed that this person would definitely stand out in this competition. In the battle of Netherworld, if it weren't for Lu Chengfeng's desperate fight, it was unknown whether she would be able to survive here now.

However, this man and woman are both young masters of Shushan, and they are very compatible in appearance and temperament. After a conversation, the thin monkey and the fat cow didn't care about anyone else in their eyes, but seeing Jiang Wuhan's cold and arrogant look, this legendary ice beauty actually made the two of them amazed.

"If I draw lots to fight Tang Haoyun, I will definitely teach this arrogant man a good lesson!"

Di Qianjun was obviously a little angry, and his eyes were locked on Tang Haoyun's handsome face.

Just when everyone was talking, the head of Cijian and several elders had already walked out of the main hall, and every crane with a childish face showed a calm expression.

All the disciples of Shushan, both men and women, greeted them together, bent down and saluted in unison, "I have seen the real person in charge......

Shushan is really full of momentum, even if it is a salute in unison, it is like a hundred bells resonating, and the momentum is huge.

The head of Cijian waved the dust, then stepped forward and said loudly, "My Shushan faction has been established for more than a thousand years, and since the first head of the sect, Patriarch Zhang Daoling, has always taken it as his responsibility to eliminate demons and defend the Dao. The purpose of this triennial Shushan Sword Discussion is to select young and promising disciples from among them to support justice. You are all the best of the younger generation, I hope you will show your magic in this competition, and spare no effort for the right path in the world in the future!"

But seeing the solemn look on the faces of the disciples, Elder Ziyang didn't say much, just nodded with satisfaction and said, "Then ask the disciples who have passed the preliminary examination at all levels of Dixuanhuang to come forward and prepare for the lottery ceremony!"

As he spoke, several registered disciples carried up two Nanmu boxes, boxy, and without exception, there was a small hole on it that could be put into it with one hand.

When all the disciples stepped forward one after another, Elder Ziyang intermittently introduced the rules of the lottery and competition.

There are a total of thirty people who participated in the re-examination this time, plus the ten female disciples who sat down under Master Jingyu and the two disciples of the Heavenly Rank, a total of forty-two people. For the sake of fairness, the 42 people are divided into two groups to draw lots. In the Nanmu box on the left, there were a total of twelve wax pills, with numbers from one to twelve in them, which were only used for the disciples of the second order of heaven and earth to draw lots. In the box on the right, there are a total of thirty wax pills, and all the Xuanhuang disciples and all the female disciples will also draw numbers from one to thirty in their boxes.

If a disciple of the second order of heaven and earth who participates in the re-examination wins the first rank, his opponent will be the twelfth, the second opponent will be the eleventh, and so on. Since there are only twelve disciples in total, the six winners will be able to directly participate in tomorrow's official Shushan Sword Debate.

And the second order of Xuanhuang, there are some female disciples with a total of thirty people, and it is the same, No. 1 vs. No. 30, No. 2 vs. No. 29, and so on. Among the fifteen disciples who won, fourteen will be re-examined. It is also the disciple with the smallest number to the largest number, and the remaining disciple alone can be described as extremely lucky, passing directly, a total of eight people.

In short, in the end, only fourteen disciples, including two disciples of the Heavenly Rank, were able to pass, which could be described as survival of the fittest.

In order for the competition to proceed smoothly, the disciples of the second order of heaven and earth first conducted the competition twice.

After speaking, the disciples who participated in the re-examination went to draw lots on both sides.

Lu Chengfeng squeezed it hard, took out the note in the wax pill, and wrote fourteen, a number that looked a little unlucky. According to this number, his counterpart should be number seventeen. While he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a voice not far away, "I'm the seventeenth, what about yours?"

Following the prestige, the person who spoke was Zhao Ming, Lu Chengfeng suddenly frowned, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, it was really a narrow road.

That guy was also a good person, and when the disciples had not dispersed, he shouted loudly, "I am seventeen, who drew fourteen?"

This person has also been in the Shushan Sect for many years, and he also knows a lot of disciples of the second order of Xuanhuang, and when he asked, others shook their heads again and again to say that they didn't know. Suddenly, a shrill voice rang out, "Fourteen is here!"

The disciples of the second order of Xuanhuang came over one after another.

It turned out that before Lu Chengfeng could take back the note in his hand, a Xuan-level disciple peeked at him and shouted loudly.

But seeing that several Xuan-level disciples led by Zhao Ming and Zhang Kun slowly walked over, the expressions on their faces were already a little aggressive. Lu Chengfeng glanced at the troubled Xuan-rank disciple beside him, and was originally a little annoyed in his heart, but after thinking about it, even if he didn't say it, he would know later, and his mood was relieved.

"Senior Brother Lu, we really have a narrow road! It seems that God is deliberately trying to help me and Senior Brother Zhang clean you up! Senior Brother Zhang, right?"

"Senior Brother Zhao, you must be merciful to your subordinates for a while, lest people say that we are invincible!"

The two of them were oversounded, and everyone present smelled full of hatred. Don't talk about the Zhang family, I'm afraid that the Xuan-level disciples present were humiliated because of the last competition, and even lost money, and now I'm afraid that no one will let him go easily. They also seem to have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

"Last time, you were lucky to win Senior Brother Zhang, this time you are a master, you won't have such good luck if you want to win again!"

Hearing this, Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but snort coldly and said, "Then we'll see!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

After the disciples finished drawing lots, they gradually dispersed and gathered around the high platform.

In the huge field, only the disciples of the second order of heaven and earth remained, and with Elder Ziyang's order, several figures immediately flew onto the stage.

The rest of the disciples who dispersed, among them, there were some hard-working and diligent people who secretly hid to the side, but when they saw them holding the exercises in their hands, sometimes using swords to gestur, sometimes whispering something, presumably because they did not have the certainty of victory in their hearts, they took advantage of this gap to secretly consolidate their cultivation. Fortunately, at this time, it was not the turn of the disciples of the second order of Xuanhuang to compete, and they still had some time to cultivate.