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After a good night's rest, the old man didn't come to him as usual, I don't know if he knew that a rookie competition would be held tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Chu Li made an exception and did not resist the stone again, but instead took out the Saint King Sword that had not been used for a long time and practiced the moves. I didn't think this sword was so powerful when I was a ninth-level master before, but now I am a cultivator in the Bigu period, and I naturally have a deeper sense of the aura on the sword, although I still don't know how to unlock the secret of this sword, but the power of using it is not the same as before, the only thing that makes Chu Li awkward is that the aura emitted by the Saint King's sword is very aggressive and aggressive, and it seems that it is also affecting Chu Li's mind in the underworld, it seems that what Gu Fu said really has a certain truth, and this sword really needs to be used sparingly！

Xiaohua Mountain was originally a mountain, and naturally there were a lot of stones on the mountain, Chu Li ran the true yuan, and the Saint King Sword in his hand came to a move to split Huashan, and a super-large sword qi smashed into the mountain wall like a giant axe, stirring up countless gravels.

I'm a little obedient, the power is really strong, it can be compared to a small zha medicine! One morning, Chu Li played all the moves that he hadn't practiced for a long time before it was over.

The eyesight of the cultivators in the Bigu period is naturally not comparable to mortals, at the beginning in the Tianshan Valley, Chu Yunfei could see himself from so far away, and now although he is on a high mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, he can at least see the situation on the opposite Huayang Peak with all his eyesight!

Gong Fei also came to the opposite bridge at this time and was about to ask Chu Li to participate in the competition, Chu Li saw him at a glance, put on a piece of clothing and walked towards Gong Fei with a sword in his hand.

"Brother Chu, the game is still an hour away, Uncle Daozang asked me to come over and ask you to draw lots! You must behave well!" Gong Fei said after seeing Chu Li coming, he really didn't dare to walk on this chain bridge.

Walking on the bluestone road of Huayang Peak, Chu Li did not look around this time, but followed Chu Li with a serious face, passed through several houses, and came to an existence similar to a martial arts training ground.

Chu Li is not very familiar with everything on Huayang Peak, and naturally he doesn't know much about the martial arts training ground where the disciples on Huayang Peak often learn skills, but fortunately, there is also Gong Fei, a more qualified guide, who answers all kinds of questions for him along the way, such as how many people are participating in the competition today? Which people are stronger? Which disciples are under the ancestor? And the most important thing is to ask Ruoxi about the situation, but Gong Fei's knowledge of this senior sister is also very limited, which makes Chu Li a little depressed!

The martial arts training ground was built on the flat ground behind the disciples' houses on the mountain, and the entire martial arts training ground was surrounded by a giant prohibition, which was claimed to be unbreakable even with the full force of the master of the distraction period, and it was said that Chu Li's current master Wuhua did it.

Outside the martial arts training ground, there were already a lot of brothers from the same sect, but they were all divided into different camps according to their respective divisions, and within each camp, they were clearly divided into two groups, one was the local disciples of Sanssouci Star, and the other was the disciples from the nether.

Heh, this phenomenon is really quite strange, Chu Li sighed secretly in his heart.

At the entrance of the martial arts training ground, the eldest disciple of Huayang Zhenren, the third-generation senior brother Daozang, was standing there, holding a lot of number plates in his hands.

Gong Fei leaned next to him and whispered: "All the contestants have to draw lots first, the order of the competition is No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 4, and all the ninety new fourth-generation disciples have signed up this time!"

Chu Li walked to Daozang's side with a sigh, bowed down and said, "Hello Daozang uncle, disciple is here to receive the number plate!" Before Wuhua did not announce that Chu Li was his apprentice, Chu Li did not have the courage to call Daozang's nephew, so he could only call it in a proper manner.

After Daozang saw Chu Li coming, he was stunned at first, as if he didn't expect Chu Li to come to participate, did the little master allow him to 'take a vacation'?, and then he was shocked, as a master of the Yuan Infant Period, Daozang naturally saw at a glance that Chu Li had already cultivated in the Bigu period at this time, how long has it been, and the cultivation has grown so fast, could he really have obtained the true inheritance of the little ancestor?

But at this time, he naturally wouldn't show it, he just treated Chu Li as an ordinary disciple, and asked Chu Li to draw a number plate in his hand!

"No. 66!" Chu Li was happy when he saw his number, Liuliu Dashun, well, this number is really wanted! But I don't know who the unlucky ghost of No. 65 is!

Chu Li actually came relatively late, and after he finished drawing lots, about ten minutes passed, and the rest of the few who didn't arrive had all arrived, and it was Shen Fangzhi and his gang!

However, Chu Li still didn't know where Shen Fangzhi was, so naturally he didn't care, but after drawing lots, he saw Liang Luoxi standing in a corner of the field, so he couldn't help but walk over.

"Senior Sister Ruoxi, hello, are you also participating in this competition?" Chu Li began.

Liang Luoxi looked up, it turned out to be the person standing next to him yesterday, and he was quite puzzled in his heart, other disciples rarely came to talk to him when they saw him, but how could this person come to ask when he saw him, and he didn't seem to hate it so much in his heart, it was really strange.

Although I was thinking about it in my heart, I also replied at the same time, "I will participate too!" The voice was soft, concise and a little cold.

Chu Li felt as if he was blown by the cold wind, and continued to ask, "What number did you draw?"

Liang Luoxi still said in her tone that could freeze people: "No. 88!"

Wow! Chu Li exclaimed exaggeratedly, what a perfect match! 66 and 88, these are two numbers that many people think are extremely smooth on the earth in the previous life, I didn't expect to be drawn by him and Liang Luoxi, is it really fate? Chu Li thought again.

Shen Fangzhi is very unhappy now, very unhappy, the Qi San he saw yesterday is talking to his Ruoxi sister again, he is angry, the mentally handicapped (Ruozhi) is very angry, the consequences are very serious! He has decided that he must make Chu Li look good in the martial arts arena today, in his mind, with his cultivation in the current enlightenment period, none of the other disciples in the door seems to be taller than him, but he ignores Chu Li, and at the same time he doesn't know enough about others, sometimes cultivation doesn't represent everything!

When Chu Li was about to find some more topics to talk to Liang Luoxi, Dao Zang had already begun to announce his entry!

Chu Li reluctantly followed Gong Fei's group, he temporarily regarded himself as a disciple of Huayang Peak, but he saw that Liang Luoxi was walking in the last column of Huayun Zhenren's disciples! It turned out that she was a disciple of Huayun Zhenren, Chu Li thought to himself.