Lin Xuan's strength was beyond everyone's expectations, although those disciples were resentful, they didn't dare to really make a move here, so they snorted coldly and turned around.

Not long after Lin Xuan came up, the time for the first level had arrived, and the ninety-nine-step stone platform was covered by clouds and mist, becoming hazy. Above the sky, the purple-robed middle-aged man once again manifested his figure, and with a wave of his sleeves, hundreds of black rays sprinkled out, running towards everyone.

Lin Xuan made a lightning move and grabbed the flying thing, and when he found a black token with one hundred and thirty-five written on it, he looked at Yin Qingyi's and found that she had one hundred and thirty-four written on it.

He estimated that he should be the one hundred and thirty-fifth cleared.

"I didn't expect tens of thousands of disciples, but only more than a hundred passed the first level, this selection competition is really strict!" Lin Xuan sighed slightly.

"Congratulations on successfully passing the first level, and then you will take the second test. The purple-robed middle-aged man in the clouds said, "Go down the mountain, and someone there will tell you how to do it." ”

Everyone went down the mountain one after another, and when everyone came to the flat ground, the thundercloud mountain behind them made a bang, and then slowly disappeared. The others didn't feel anything about it, but Lin Xuan reluctantly glanced at it: "Hey, there are still a lot of golden arcs that haven't had time to absorb yet!"

Shaking his head, Lin Xuan pressed this matter to the bottom of his heart, and then looked ahead.

All the disciples went to the Central Martial Arts Arena! A clear voice came into everyone's ears, and immediately after, these disciples who had successfully passed the first level walked towards the Central Martial Arts Arena.

"It seems that the second level should be a competition in the ring. Lin Xuan thought secretly.

"Hey, you bastard, why is the first level so slow?" Tang Yu deliberately slowed down in front, and when he came to Lin Xuan's side, he asked angrily.

"Yes, I'm sorry, it's Senior Brother Lin who I'm dragging down. Next to Lin Xuan, Yin Qingyi whispered.

"Nothing. Lin Xuan hurriedly comforted Yin Qingyi and explained to Tang Yu, "I was too excited yesterday and didn't sleep well." ”

With two beautiful women walking together, Lin Xuan once again attracted everyone's attention, many male disciples were staring at him viciously, if his eyes could kill, Lin Xuan would have died a thousand times.

The central martial arts arena was very wide, and when Lin Xuan and the others came, they found that there were already a lot of people gathered here.

Directly north is a golden viewing platform, on which are sitting some elders in the sect, on both sides of the golden stand, there are many ordinary stands, they are fan-shaped, and they are full of people.

As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of people, and it is very lively.

Lin Xuan and the other one hundred and forty outer disciples stood in front of the ring, waiting quietly, but this lively atmosphere had already ignited the battle intent in their hearts.

Who doesn't want to defeat a strong enemy in such a high-profile scene and show their heroics. What's more, this is still the inner door selection competition, if you perform well, maybe you will be taken by an elder of the inner door, thinking of this, the young people are excited for a while.

Soon, streamers flashed, and the majestic aura surged, and several figures landed on the ring.

Their bodies were shining with dazzling light, beating like flames, and their robes were windless, and everyone was like a god.

The entire martial arts arena suddenly fell silent.

Lin Xuan only felt that it was like a big mountain pressing down on him, causing the spiritual power in his whole body to boil, trying his best to resist that coercion. Whether it was Lin Xuan, all the outer disciples turned pale, and looked at the figure in the ring with some horror.

Seeing this scene, presumably the Zhongwei disciples already knew the content of the second level. On the ring, one of the middle-aged people with a Chinese face said: "That's right, this second level is the ring battle." ”

"The number on the token in your hand represents your ranking in the first level, and each ranking will have corresponding results and rewards, and the same is true for the second level. ”

"Now let's talk about the reward of the second level, the first place will be rewarded with a pure spirit pill, plus a Xuan-level intermediate martial art, and a human-level treasure weapon. ”

"Second place, reward a low-level martial arts of the Xuan Rank, and a small yellow pill. ”

......

Hiss!

All the disciples gasped, Xuan-level martial arts, human-level treasures! These things are definitely super tempting for martial artists, and there is also a pure spirit pill, it is estimated that all the disciples will go crazy!

"What is the Pure Spirit Pill?" Lin Xuan was puzzled.

"Earth buns!" Tang Yu despised again, "The Pure Spirit Pill is a three-grade elixir, and the spiritual power contained in it is very pure, after an ordinary Condensation Realm martial artist swallows it, it can instantly break through to the next order, and if it is swallowed at the ninth order of the Condensing Vein, it can definitely greatly increase the chance of entering the Spirit Sea Realm, this is a treasure that all Condensation Realm martial artists want!"

"Raising the first-order cultivation can also increase the chance of entering the Spirit Sea Realm!" Lin Xuan took a deep breath, "He definitely has to get his hands on this kind of good thing!"

Not only Lin Xuan, but the other disciples were also flushed, eager to start the competition immediately. The middle-aged man with the face of the national character saw that the atmosphere was brought up, so he smiled and said, your ranking now represents the number of this level, and whoever is drawn by the referee will go to the ring to compete.

"Also, the reward for the first level is that the top 10 don't have to participate in the first round of competition!"

"Now, the second level, begin!"

Five middle-aged people with advanced cultivation stood on top of the five rings and began to draw lots.

Everyone looked at the top 10 in the first round with envy and prayed that their opponents in the first round were weak.

It didn't take long for the five referees to start announcing the match personnel.

"The first ring: No. 38 vs. No. 53"

"Second Ring: Seventy-Seven vs. Sixty-Three"

......

The ten disciples who were named took the stage one after another to prepare for the competition. Although the ranking of the first level is different, it does not mean that No. 38 will definitely be able to fight No. 39, after all, the first level is only a test of perseverance and potential, and it cannot directly reflect the actual combat level of the martial artist.

Sure enough, the first game was an upset, and No. 53 defeated No. 38 to win and enter the next round.

Lin Xuan and the others retreated to the side to watch, Shangguan Liuyun sat directly and cultivated, it is estimated that in his opinion, none of these people are his opponents.

Soon, the game in the ring was over, and the referee named him again, and this time Lin Xuan was among them.

"One hundred and thirty-five against eighty-eight. ”

In the fifth ring, Lin Xuan walked into the ring step by step very calmly, and the opponent was already standing in the ring.

"It's so cool! I'm so lucky! I actually fought against No. 135, it seems that I can win easily this time!" This is an ordinary-looking teenager, he looked at Lin Xuan, his eyes were full of pride.

Lin Xuan's face was calm, and he couldn't see any joy or sorrow.

Jiang Yulong saw Lin Xuan, smiled disdainfully, and then turned his head, he didn't think Lin Xuan had anything worth paying attention to, those top-ranked disciples rarely paid attention to the fifth ring, but they all looked at the second ring, on which was the fifteenth against the twenty-first, this kind of ranking already belonged to the very elite disciples, and it was worth the attention of these people.