He Hanchi was wearing a black Taoist robe that symbolized the identity of the pavilion master, and his shawl and long hair were neatly combed, and he looked at the dozens of outer disciples standing in front of the main hall with satisfaction, and said: "You are all the pillars of my Fu Pavilion, and it is another year of competition, whether everyone practices hard and diligently on weekdays is reflected today. Over the years, the academy has given great rewards to the top ten disciples, and this year is no exception, I hope that more of our Fu Pavilion disciples will get this honor!"

"Come with me to participate in the big competition!" After speaking, He Hanchi walked in front alone, followed by the two accompanying deacons, and then many outer disciples who participated in the big competition, arranged in an orderly manner.

He Hanchi led everyone to the square in front of the main hall, on which a grandstand was built high, five black tables and chairs were placed in the middle of the platform, and four circular rings of the same size were built in front of the stands, and on each ring stood a green-robed monk with a cold face and not squinting.

He Hanchi whispered a few words to the deacon who was accompanying him, then left the crowd and walked to the stands, where he chose the second high chair on his right hand and sat down, next to him was a burly, bronzed, sturdy male monk.

In a short time, all the pavilion disciples who participated in the big competition had already arrived, and there were three more people in the stands: the one who walked in front was an old man with a beard, towering sideburns, and silver hair; followed by one person, one was a beautiful female cultivator with black hair like clouds, green eyebrows, and a light body; and at the end was Jing Luyang, the master of the Punishment Pavilion that Yi Xuan had seen.

After the five people on the stage sat down and discussed for a while, Jing Luyang walked to the front of the stands, faced the many disciples who participated in the big competition, and said loudly with enough spiritual power: "Disciples, today is the day of the annual big competition of the outer disciples of the academy, and the next is Jing Luyang, the master of the Punishment Pavilion, and the other four on the stand are Li Haokong, the master of the Refining Pavilion, He Hanchi, the master of the Talisman Pavilion, Qiu Wenguang, the master of the Formation Pavilion, and Gan Junchi, the master of the Alchemy Pavilion, and the five of us will be the judges of this competition, supervising the competition!"

After a pause, Jing Luyang continued: "A total of 184 disciples participated in this Outer Gate Competition, and the big score was two stages: the qualifying round and the ranking competition. The qualifying round is a knockout round, a total of four rounds, divided into four rings to compete in four rings, to determine the twelve disciples to enter the ranking round; the next ranking round is the group stage, by the twelve winners are divided into two groups, one by one, according to the competition points, according to the points to select this year's top ten disciples of the outer gate! Next, please all 184 participating disciples bring their identity plates to participate in the competition!

In less than a pillar of incense, all 184 disciples had gathered in front of the ring. Yi Xuan was assigned to participate in the third ring to participate in the competition, so he walked to the front of the ring to watch the competition, only to see that there were already two people standing in the same corner of the ring, fully guarded.

The green-robed monk in the ring stood in the middle and looked at the two of them, and asked: "I am the deacon of the outer gate of the penal cabinet, and I am responsible for the referee supervision of this ring.

On the left side of the ring was a strong man with a tiger's head, who took a few steps forward and said, "I am Gong Shi of the Refining Pavilion, please teach my junior brother!"

The thin young man on the right side of the ring hurriedly returned the salute: "Under Jian Zhengping, disciple of the Formation Pavilion, senior brother is invited!"

Seeing that the two had finished saluting each other, the green-robed deacon walked to the other corner of the ring and signaled to the two, "The competition begins!"

Seeing this, Jian Zhengping hurriedly took out a shield and held it in his left hand, blocking it in front of his chest, pinched a magic weapon with his right hand, and sent out a fireball to run towards the strong man. Gong Shi moved to the side, stomped his feet, hurried a few steps forward, and then came first, came to his magic weapon, and swept out with a mace in both hands...... The deacon in the green robe immediately waved his hand to stop the game, walked to Gong Shi and said: "You have won this game, congratulations, go down and rest......!"

The rest of the rings were also thunderous and fireless, spells were flying, and from time to time some people exclaimed or cheered! Where had Yi Xuan seen such a lively thing, he couldn't help but be elated, scratching his ears and cheeks. In most games, the winner can be determined by tea kung fu, and in less than two hours, it was Yi Xuan's turn to play.

Hearing the referee call out that he was on the field, Yi Xuan hurriedly squeezed through the crowd, took the identity plate, and hurried to the ring, only to see that his opponent was a young man with a dull face and an expressionless face. When the referee saw the two of them coming to the stage, he asked for the identity plate to penetrate the spiritual sense to confirm the identity: "Yi Xuan of the Talisman Pavilion is indeed me, and Ji Guoan of the Alchemy Pavilion is right, you can start the competition......

When Yi Xuan heard this, he turned around and walked towards the corner of the ring to prepare for the competition, but as soon as he took a few steps, he felt a cold wind coming from behind, and subconsciously rolled on the spot, and at the same time sacrificed the Xuan Turtle Shield to protect the vital point. After looking at it calmly, it turned out that the opponent named Ji Guoan took advantage of Yi Xuan's unpreparedness and released a cyan magic ruler to hit Yi Xuan's back, but fortunately, Yi Xuan reacted very quickly and dodged.

Seeing Yi Xuan rolling all over the ground, Ji Guoan laughed: "Lao Tzu will beat you so embarrassed with one move, just admit defeat and get out!"

Jing Luyang in the stands saw Yi Xuan playing, so he kept staring at the competition here, and when he saw Yi Xuan rolling on the ground, he couldn't help laughing and sneering: "This disciple is interesting, a lazy donkey rolling is very skillful, it's really wonderful!"

Seeing that He Hanchi did not refute it, the other three pavilion masters looked at their noses and noses, and pretended to be deaf to them......

Yi Xuan, who was in the ring, saw that the judges did not stop him, and it was inconvenient to say more, so he immediately got up, summoned the Red Rainbow Harpoon and the Xuan Turtle Refining Shield, and looked at Ji Guoan viciously and prepared to make a move.

Ji Guoan didn't care, and still sneered: "Since you don't know what to do and are obsessed, let me give you a ......ride with the wind ruler" After speaking, he sacrificed the cyan ruler again, and the wind ruler emitted bursts of cyan light, and a whirlwind-like cyclone flew out of the blue light like a sharp blade blowing towards Yi Xuan.

Yi Xuan's Xuan Turtle Refining Shield blocked left and right, blocking the cyclone one by one, and after the cyclone came into contact with the turtle shield, it turned into a smaller wind blade and shot around, and if he was not careful, small wounds were drawn on his face and body. Yi Xuan threw the red rainbow harpoon in front of him, and the double prongs turned into two tails of swimming fish cruising up and down beside him, and casually threw out a few spirit runes to excite them, turning them into fireballs, water arrows, and giant trees to attack the opponent......