"In this big competition, there are more or less talented disciples with outstanding qualifications in other peaks, but I found that it is really worth cultivating after two small competitions in Xuandu Peak. Gao Yun, a middle-aged man sitting in the middle, also had a depressed look on his face, and his brows were tightly locked.

"I found a disciple with a lot of potential. Li Qing, who had just finished the assessment of the new introductory disciples, picked up.

"Who is it? Let's hear it, what's so extraordinary?" The eyes of the middle-aged beautiful woman lit up, although Li Qing usually doesn't talk much, but she often has something to say with one mouth, and she goes straight to the point.

"Well, it's a disciple who has just passed the qualification assessment of Xiaobi......" Before Li Qing finished speaking, the rest of the people all shook their heads, showing a look of disappointment.

"The disciples who have just started for a long time, whether it is a spell, a magic weapon or a realm, or the most important on-the-spot competition experience, they are a lot worse than the old disciples, especially the fighting experience, which cannot be made up for in a short time. The white-haired old man Zhao Li shook his head and said.

Li Qing didn't argue, just smiled slightly.

"Okay, during the rematch, everyone will stare at the point to see if there is anything worth discovering, in addition, this time the reward of the top ten spirit stone contribution points will be doubled, and the first place can choose a high-grade magic weapon. Gao Yun made the final decision.

At this time, Wang Chuan also ushered in his third competition, and his opponent was a young man who was white and fat, and looked harmless to humans and animals.

After the competition began, the white fat young man patted the storage bag, and a fiery red flying sword swirled out like a swimming fish, hovering above his head.

Seeing that the opponent's magic weapon seemed to be very powerful, Wang Chuan didn't dare to be careless, and summoned the Xuanmang Sword to face it from afar.

The white fat young man stood on one side and said proudly: "In Xia Pan Tianfeng, this is a top-grade magic weapon, the Red Dragon Sword, the junior brother on the opposite side looks at your black flying sword, and it is not a good thing to think about it, so it is better to admit defeat as soon as possible, so as not to waste everyone's time." ”

Wang Chuan couldn't help but laugh dumbly, he really thought he was invincible in the world when he took a high-grade magic weapon? Too lazy to take care of it, Wang Chuan directly smashed a small fireball over, the opponent was so faceless, the white fat young man was furious when he saw this, and after dodging the fireball, he silently recited the law in his mouth, and then pointed at the hovering red dragon sword on the top, this red flying sword suddenly burst into flames, and after a few breaths, the whole sword was lit up with a raging fire a few feet high, Pan Tianfeng shouted in a low voice, "Go!"

The Red Dragon Sword turned into a dazzling firelight and shot towards Wang Chuan, seeing its menacing, Wang Chuan had already put away his previous contempt, and his face began to be solemn, although this Pan Tianfeng had an arrogant personality, but the kung fu of this hand driving the Red Dragon Sword was also extremely not weak, Wang Chuan did not dare to be careless, and patted his waist, a small black shield flew out of the storage bag, and the black crystal shield rose in the wind, and quickly became like a door panel in front of Wang Chuan, just hitting the Red Dragon Sword that shot head-on.

The two high-grade magic weapons collided, and there was a loud bang, and the fire on the stage splashed everywhere, and when the disciples looked at it intently, the red dragon sword was firmly blocked by a huge black shield, and they couldn't take a step forward.

After a stalemate for a moment, the Red Dragon Sword was exhausted, and the flames on the sword body were gradually extinguished, and he was never able to break through the defense of the Black Crystal Shield.

The Red Dragon Sword hovered and flew into the air, and the flames on the sword's body, which were already close to extinguishing, burned again, and the power was even stronger than before, and the long flames immediately rushed towards Wang Chuan like a meteor.

"It's good to come!" Wang Chuan roared, and the black crystal shield was facing head-on again, and the mighty Red Dragon Sword was still stubbornly resisted, and he couldn't get close to Wang Chuan's body at all.

Several fierce attacks in a row were in vain, Pan Tianfeng was never able to break through the defense, but the black crystal shield could not, and his original white face turned purple: "If you have the ability to fight a game in a dignified manner, what is it to blindly dodge?"

"Hit it, hit it, that's what you said. Wang Chuan violently drove the black crystal shield to crash into the red dragon sword suspended not far away, after the fierce collision, both of them lost their balance and rolled in mid-air, taking advantage of Pan Tianfeng's attention to focus on the red dragon sword, hurriedly trying to control the flying sword as soon as possible, Wang Chuan moved, rushed towards Pan Tianfeng like a violent beast, and pounced in front of Pan Tianfeng in a blink of an eye.

Pan Tianfeng was also in danger, immediately let go of the Red Dragon Sword, and blessed himself with a spell shield when he couldn't make a move, Wang Chuan castrated unabated, and crashed into the shield, only to hear a crisp sound of "bang", Pan Tianfeng and his shield were knocked into the air and fell far away outside the light curtain of the ring.

"Eighty-one Wang Chuansheng!", Wang Chuan smiled slightly, and Shi Shiran left the ring.

The disciples in the audience were stunned and looked at each other, who is this winner? Why have they never seen it? Wang Chuan has always been low-key and does not like to be lively, except for Li Xiang and a few others, no one really knows him.

Pan Tianfeng is arrogant, unscrupulous in words and deeds, and his personality is also very flamboyant, he is also a small celebrity among the disciples of Xuandu Peak, but his strength is very strong, and the high-grade magic weapon in his hand is very suitable for his exercises, and he is also a very powerful player, many people are optimistic that he can enter the top fifty, so he was quietly eliminated by an ordinary disciple who no one knows.

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Half an hour later, another round of competition in the No. 9 ring ended, Zhang Hui closed the light curtain on the ring and announced loudly: "...... Eighty-one Wang Chuan, the above is the top ten of the No. 9 ring, please wait in front of the Xuandu Hall tomorrow morning to participate in the semi-finals. ”

Wang Chuan was a little surprised, and when he saw that the fight in the other rings was still fierce, he turned to the other rings and watched it.

After watching for a while, combined with the situation of the No. 9 ring, Wang Chuan gradually discovered a rule, most of the fights between the outer disciples are mainly spells, supplemented by magic weapons, but the really exciting competitions that are worth watching are often based on magic weapon fights, supplemented by spells. was groaning, and I felt a few people around me, but when I looked up, it was Zhang Zhen and He Qingfeng.

Looking at the expressions of the two, Wang Chuan's heart moved slightly, although Zhang Zhen's face was as usual, he was not very interested, but He Qingfeng's face was full of frustration, it should be that neither of them entered the top 100.

Zhang Zhen laughed: "With the strength of Senior Brother Wang Chuan, we must have successfully entered the top ten, we have just finished the competition, and we didn't have time to cheer for Senior Brother." ”

"Senior brother has won the award, and it's just a fluke in the next place. Wang Chuan smiled slightly, and said humbly.

"Senior Brother Li Xiang still has one last competition, and it will start soon. Zhang Zhen was still full of gloom, and he was not eliminated early at all, and he couldn't enter the top 100 frustration, which couldn't help but make Wang Chuan think a little higher about him.

While talking, Li Xiang and a tall and thin man jumped on stage. The strength of the two is about the same, and they tried their best to fight for a long time, and after a hard fight, in the end, Li Xiangqi was one step higher, and he luckily knocked the opponent out of the audience.

The three of them stepped forward to congratulate together, but Li Xiang shook his head, quite self-aware: "I am also lucky, I am lucky to enter the top 100, as soon as I enter the semi-finals, I am afraid that I will return to the original form immediately, but the strength of Senior Brother Wang Chuan is stronger than all of us, and he should be able to hold on for two rounds." ”

Li Xiang looked at the surrounding ring situation and beckoned the other three to walk to the side of the No. 1 ring.

"It's a good thing to see. Li Xiang turned his head and said to the three of them: "The one who holds the green flag on the stage is a master who has the strength to enter the top ten." ”

Looking at the fight on the stage, Wang Chuan's pupils shrank, this is a real rival, and sooner or later they will meet in the rematch. You'll have to take a good look this time, and while the opponent won't be enough for him to come up with a trick that puts him on the bottom of the box, it's also important to know his offensive tactics and methods.

Not long after the competition on the stage began, the tall young man waved a cyan flag against a white man, and the battle on the field was already very fierce.