"The qualifiers are about to begin!"

On the seven-foot high platform, the ink master shouted loudly, and then, with a wave of his robe, several streamers fell from the sky like sharp swords, touching the ground and bursting like fireworks.

Suddenly, countless rays of light appeared from the ground in the huge cultivation field, separating ten battle areas of the same size.

Looking at the chaotic disciples, Master Mo flicked his fingers, and several streamers flew into the ground with a popping sound.

When the dust and smoke cleared, ten numbers appeared clearly on the ground.

"All the disciples obey the order, in order from one to ten!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless Dao breaking wind sounds sounded in the blink of an eye, and Dao remnants were interspersed back and forth, and in just five breaths, all the disciples were all lined up.

Qin Wushang stood in the third column, the sixteenth row.

The central position could easily drown him in the crowd.

In the distance, Shen searched softly for a long time, and found a person with his neck held high like a goose, gasping for breath, and immediately laughed.

Next to him stood a huge fat man, glaring at Qin Wushang angrily.

Qin Wusupreme really didn't want to stay with him, the fox smell on this guy's body was really amazing, stinky, sassy and spicy.

Take a breath and tears will fall from your eyes.

In the end, there was really no way but to seal with both hands, and the whole body was spewing Xuanguang, barely isolating the poisonous gas.

Behind him, a gaze stared at his back like a hidden viper, making people feel uncomfortable.

Qin Wushang tilted his head slightly, and when he found that it was him, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

With a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, the Tong Stork of the ninth layer of the foundation patted the disciple in front of him, and after switching places, he immediately appeared on Qin Wushang's right hand.

"What a coincidence, inner disciple. ”

"yes, if you don't move your position, I can't even see that you did it on purpose. Qin Wushang rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to him.

This guy's whole body has a weird breath, and it's very uncomfortable.

"Hehe, yes, I did it on purpose. I want to fight with you later, how amazing is it to lead the famous inner disciple?"

"Then don't blink, because if you're not careful, you'll lose. Qin Wushang snorted coldly.

"Hmph, the tone is not small, and I am not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue. ”

The smile on the corner of the stork's mouth slowly retracted, and his black eyes became more and more cloudy, and he didn't like this kind of pretense very much, pretending to be very hard-working.

Obviously, it is a disciple who does not need to participate in the competition, but he still appears on the field, either because he is sick in the brain, or he is putting on a show.

"Don't be so scared that you will beg for mercy later, tell you, I will not show mercy. The child stork said defiantly again.

At this moment, the first wave of participating disciples had already jumped towards the battle area.

Qin Wushang squinted and glanced at Tong Stork, pointed his nostrils at him, and snorted coldly.

"Hmph, pretend!"

Boom! Boom!

After just a cup of tea, there were bursts of thunderous explosions in the center of the field, and the strong wind whistled, causing layers of air waves on the ground and wisps of dust and smoke.

With a bang, one after another figures flew out in embarrassment and fell to the ground.

The victor proudly stretched out his right hand, sucked it in with his palm, took the loser's token into his hand, and rubbed it on his token mercilessly.

In the flickering light, the original number of 100 points suddenly became 50.

Then, he threw the token of the remaining points to the loser and left the battlefield with his head held high.

Bang!

There was a loud roar under his feet, and the second wave of disciples jumped into the air, drew an arc, and fell into the battle area, causing Qin Wushang and the others to take a few more steps.

The Tong stork on the side squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Wushang, who was floating and walking, and frowned several times, still unable to understand how he hung his feet three inches above the ground without falling?

He even tried, but as soon as his feet floated up, he fell back to the ground, unable to float as steadily as Tarzan.

"If you have legs, you don't need to float, it's either sick or a monster!" Tong Stork pursed his lips and said secretly with some jealousy.

......

An hour later.

The ink master shouted again: "Next group!"

Tong Stork bared his teeth at Qin Wushang and smiled: "Later, see how I play you to death!"

Bang!

Qin Wushang raised his middle finger towards him, bent his legs, and his body rose into the air, pulling out an arc and landing in the battle area.

The child stork also jumped into the air and burst away after the blue-robed figure.

Bang!

The two figures landed in the second battle area at the same time, standing opposite each other, waiting for the order of the ink master with the other nine areas.

Qin Wushang's appearance unexpectedly caused an uproar.

Especially after seeing that his opponent turned out to be a child stork on the ninth floor of the foundation, the uproar always carried a bit of schadenfreude.

It is an eternal iron law that the inner disciples are envied.

If someone repairs it severely, almost all the participating disciples will have a feeling of exhilaration.

"Hehe, did you hear everyone's exclamations, do you want to give you a regret pill?" Tong Stork grinned.

"It shouldn't be necessary, I like to counterattack. ”

Qin Wushang squinted his eyes, revealing his big white teeth, secretly rubbing his left hand, and the soul suppression talisman waited for an opportunity like a dormant tiger.

On the seven-foot high platform, the ten peaks set their eyes on Qin Wushang almost at the same time.

Most people smiled helplessly and shook their heads, knowing that this stupid boy was probably going to suffer, and it was good to be able to hold on to ten moves in the hands of the other party on the sixth layer of the foundation.

The fat old man Zhang Chungang squinted, lying on the chair with a drowsy look, glanced at Qin Wushang in the audience, and quickly closed his eyes for some reason.

Mo Shi stood on the edge of the high platform, slightly distracted and frequently paying attention to Qin Wushang, for fear that this kid would be beaten into a pig's head and ruin his future.

Shen Qingrou in the distance frowned, her hands clenched into fists, and she wanted to know how much water was in Qin Wushang's head, who was unwilling to withdraw from the competition?

Perhaps, only the disciples who were watching were the purest concerns, would Qin Wushang be directly beaten half to death?

"The game begins!" the ink master shouted.

Bang!

The dull sound of stomping on the ground suddenly sounded around the periphery, and the battle had already started in the other nine areas like lightning.

Only Qin Wushang and Tong Stork did not rush to make a move.

The child stork on the ninth floor of the foundation grinned and said humbly: "You are stupid, you invite first." ”

Qin Wushang bared his teeth and smiled: "You have thicker skin than me, so you should ask first." ”

Tong Stork smiled and said, "Hehe, if I do it first, you will finish the game directly." ”

Qin Wushang spread his hands and said, "It's okay, I'm already an internal disciple, but you don't have the ability to get the title of internal disciple, so you should ask first." ”

The smile on Tong Stork's face slowly dissolved, and his dark eyes flickered with a ray of flame and said, "In this case, I have to personally comprehend how the disciple of the Inner Sect is amazing?"