"Dang dang!" the bell rang.

It was the bell that rang at the end of the crowd, proving that there were fewer than sixty-four candidates in the ring.

Jin Wuxian and the others were pale, and the disciples who were expected to be shortlisted in the three departments were unexpectedly wiped out by Zhang Jiuxiao, and even they couldn't afford this kind of loss...... The three of them stared at Zhang Jiuxiao, hating him in their hearts.

"You'd better not let me run into you in the ring!" said Jin Wuxian through gritted teeth.

"Whether you can touch me or not depends on whether you can enter the finals!" Zhang Jiuxiao shrugged with a smile.

"It's up to you to ......" Jin Wuxian almost opened his mouth to scold, but in the end he held back and left with a blue face.

Zu Wenkong and the others glared at Zhang Jiuxiao a few times, until this was not the time, and they shook their sleeves angrily and left.

Zhang Jiuxiao didn't care, the tiger didn't hurt people, people hurt the tiger's heart, it was this group of people who had to deal with him first, since there was no place to coexist, Zhang Jiuxiao didn't hesitate to make a move******-****** who are you? Who are you? Which department are you from?

"Hahaha, cheerful, cheerful...... It's been a long time since I've seen Jin Wuji's stinky face full of ****, refreshing! Senior Brother Jiuxiao, I have made up your friend, and after Dabi, I won't get drunk and go home. The sword thunder was inserted into the sheath and laughed heartily.

"A word is a certainty!" Zhang Jiuxiao arched his hand and flew off the ring.

Next to the previous seat, the senior brother was still holding a wine gourd, lying lazily and reclining.

It's just that unlike before, at this time, the senior brother was full of curiosity and looked at Zhang Jiuxiao with interest.

"The strength is good, which one is it from?" asked the senior brother.

"Miscellaneous Servants!"

"Poof!" Senior Brother Wine Gourd flickered, opened his mouth and squirted out, until he saw Zhang Jiuxiao's serious face, he was dumbfounded and asked, "Really, you didn't lie to me?"

"Zhang Jiuxiao, the eighth inner disciple of the Miscellaneous Service Department, has seen Senior Brother, and he dares to ask Senior Brother your surname!"

Senior brother's body shook, and he almost wanted to fight, fuck it, can you not tell lies?

Lao Tzu of the Miscellaneous Labor Department has a clear mouth, there are only seven inner disciples, where did the eighth one come out? Besides, I also know the strength of the senior brother of the Miscellaneous Labor Department, and you still dare to pretend to be in front of me...... Today's post-school advancement is so unreliable!

"It's easy to say, senior brother, I'm lazy. The senior brother shook his head helplessly.

"Hello lazy brother...... What, lazy wind? The first young master of the wind department lazy wind?"

"Don't you look like me?" Lazy Feng was very unhappy, I was so lazy, why didn't anyone believe it.

"It's not like-" Zhang Jiuxiao shook his head decisively.

Lazy wind is so depressed, you think I'm like you, I'm honest, okay!

He has always been surprisingly lazy, and he didn't even want to say more, but he was stimulated by Zhang Jiuxiao, and couldn't help but want to explain, but he didn't know how to explain, and when he was struggling, a bell rang.

"The second battle of the Young Master Competition: The young master of the wind department is lazy and the wind is against the young master of the earth department, the dragon son!"

Lazy Feng breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest for the first time, and strode up and lifted it up—Lao Tzu didn't need to explain.

"Damn, it's really lazy...... The dignified young master, hiding in this corner and sleeping...... No, the parchment he gave me was certainly not a simple thing. Zhang Jiuxiao hurriedly took out the brown paper and carefully checked the information on it.

It's just that he just lowered his head, but found that the wooden table in front of him began to dent strangely, as if there was an invisible sword, carved on the wooden table, and finally formed a few words:

"Boy Zhang, fight well and make a reputation for the miscellaneous department!"

"Who are you?" Zhang Jiuxiao wondered.

"Stupid, who else in the Miscellaneous Service Department dares to say this except for the old man?"

"You are Elder Fenggu!"

Zhang Jiuxiao turned his head to look at Elder Fenggu in the ring, the latter was still confused, and he didn't look awake, but when Zhang Jiuxiao looked at him, he suddenly opened his mouth and smiled.

Zhang Jiuxiao's heart was shocked, he didn't see that Elder Feng Gu was groggy all day long, and he was still a master.

But after thinking about it, the elders are at least Jindan cultivators, although Elder Fenggu is muddy and does not have a strong sense of existence, but after all, he is an elder, and he is more or less a Jindan...... Thinking of this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, there was finally a master in the miscellaneous department.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuxiao's mood suddenly surged!

If you want to get the support of the sect, the best way is to show your strength and show your potential!

So, let's fight-

"In the fourth game of the Inner Gate Competition, Zhang Jiuxiao of the Miscellaneous Service Department faced Situ Lang of the Water Department!"

Zhang Jiuxiao jumped into the ring, his opponent was a feminine-looking man, dressed in a white robe, slender and slender, and he looked very good, but the color of the vulture in the corners of his eyes broke the harmony.

"In the middle of the congenital stage, you actually made it to the top sixty-four, which is really lucky! It's a pity that you met me, and your good luck ended here. "Situ Lang was mixed in with the people in the water department before, and he didn't see Zhang Jiuxiao powerful, he only regarded him as a person who broke into sixty-four by luck.

"Is it—"

Zhang Jiuxiao's momentum suddenly exploded, majestic as a mountain, thick as the earth, majestic and domineering, standing in the sky.

Where is this the momentum of the middle innate stage, even the innate peak can't be compared, and the half-step golden pill is nothing more than that!

"You-"

Zhang Jiuxiao stepped forward abruptly, and the majestic momentum impacted, Situ Lang only felt that the giant mountain was moving sideways, and he encountered it head-on!

"Down—"

The cheers matched the footsteps, and when he landed in one step, Situ Lang's heart shook and his eyes were scattered.

"Go—"

The third sound burst out, Zhang Jiuxiao's momentum exploded, and Situ Lang couldn't hold on any longer.

opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the guy fell on his back and fell straight into the ring.

From beginning to end, not a single move was made!

This can no longer be said to be a gap, it is simply not in a grade!

The audience was silent, and even many young masters and elders were surprised.

Although Situ Lang is not a top player, after all, he is in the late congenital stage, and he is almost at the peak of congenital, and he was stunned by Zhang Jiuxiao's momentum without making a move...... Even Jin Dan masters may not be able to do this kind of means!

"Zhang Jiuxiao of the Miscellaneous Service Department, advance to the top thirty-two!"

The referee elder came back to his senses for a long time and announced loudly.

......

On the Miscellaneous Duty Peak, several inner disciples were discussing.

"Is it really good for us to be in the past now? The group fight is not a heads-up, the strength of the old eight is good, but the elimination is still very great. If he is eliminated, we will just watch his jokes now. The fourth senior brother said in a tangled manner, and everyone really didn't have much confidence.

It has been more than thirty years since the Miscellaneous Service Department was in the top sixty-four of the inner disciples. Occasionally, some people go to participate, but they are just humiliated, and they are knocked out of the ring at the first level of the group fight. In the end, the inner door Dabi was ignored by everyone!

"Whatever the outcome, we should go and see! Cheer him on if you win, and drink with him when you lose...... He is the eighth brother, our brother, even we don't believe him, who will believe him?" the second senior brother shook his head.

"Senior brother is in retreat, second senior brother has the final say, let's go, let's go together-" The third senior brother spoke.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally nodded in unison and ran towards the direction of the big competition.

......

When they arrived, Zhang Jiuxiao had already occupied the second battle!

The top 32 advanced to the top 16, and his opponent was Lei Ding.

It is recorded on the parchment: Lei Ding, the second of the three sons of the Lei Department.

And the third son of the Lei Department is the master of all the inner disciples of the Lei Ministry, second only to the sword and Lei Zi.

Minister Lei asked the three of them to go to the group with Jian Leizi, but unfortunately Jian Leizi did not agree. The rejected Lei Bu Sanzi was indignant in his heart, and he was cautious in the group fight, but he also passed the group fight, but he was jealous of the sword Lei Zi.

"I heard that you have a good relationship with Sword Leizi?" asked Lei Ding with a gloomy face.

"It was like a friend at first sight. ”

"It's a big breath, then I'll stretch it out for him to see if you have the ability. ”

"Stretch, can I strike first?"

"Here's your chance!"

As soon as Lei Ding's words were finished, Zhang Jiuxiao made an instant move, and the sword light slashed through the sky, instantly slashing in front of Lei Ding.

It's extremely fast, surpassing Thunder!

Even Lei Ding didn't have time to dodge, so he could only raise his sword to resist in a hurry.

"Dang!"

The long sword was knocked off by the back of the knife, and Zhang Jiuxiao's whole person crashed into Lei Ding's arms, and the huge force pushed him backwards.

Lei Ding tried his best to struggle, but Zhang Jiuxiao's knife was on his neck, and the blade was cold!

From beginning to end, Lei Ding didn't make a move, and he fell off the ring.

The audience was silent again, and after a few breaths, the cry shook the sky!

Damn, one move, another move!

Even the thunder master, who is known for his speed and reflexes, was defeated by his move!

Where did this guy come from?