The two disciples in the first group of battles are ordinary disciples, and no one has taken advantage of each other in a few rounds, and the elders and Tianjiao are a little bored to watch, only the ordinary disciples cheer for the two people on the stage with an excited face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Mouton, come on, you're the best!"

"Fight, don't lose!"

It can be seen that these two disciples still have a certain degree of popularity among ordinary disciples, although they are not as dazzling as Tianjiao, but they are also the most powerful existence among ordinary disciples.

Those ordinary disciples shouted and cheered for them, not only to encourage them, but also to see what the requirements of the elders to accept outer disciples were this year.

If even Mouton and Fight can't get into the eyes of the elders, a large part of them won't be ready to join in the fun.

Ordinary disciples don't have much resources compared to Tianjiao, if they are injured in the disciple duel, and they don't get the approval of the elders, they can only buy healing pills by themselves, and they can only produce spirit stones by themselves, and they lose their wives and soldiers, so it is better to take advantage of this time to hide in the residence and practice.

At the very front of the audience, the Sect Master, the two Deputy Sect Masters, and the Eight Great Elders were all seated.

Their eyes were fixed on the ring, some were not interested, some had serious expressions, and some were indifferent.

Elders who are not interested in such as the air walk, he is a soul power immortal cultivator, no matter how powerful those disciples in the ring are, he can't accept them as disciples! Even if he reluctantly accepts it, other disciples may not be willing, there are specializations in the art industry, and as a soul power immortal cultivator, there are really not many things that can teach the physical body immortal cultivators about cultivation.

Elders with serious expressions, such as Guiro, are meticulous in his attitude towards everything, and always release an aura that no one can approach, making all the disciples daunted when they see him.

Of course, the indifferent elder is six fingers, this guy has the worst reputation among all the elders, even if he is very strong, there are almost no disciples who are willing to worship him as a teacher, and now don't Dingtian has become a top Tianjiao, he doesn't care if he can accept other outer disciples, he is humming a song with Erlang's legs crossed in his seat, and he looks like an old rascal.

"The mud on the soles of your shoes rubbed against me!" Elder Lin Sen, who was sitting next to Six Fingers, frowned.

"Oh, then you can wipe it, or you can rub my shoes against me!" Six Fingers glanced at him with slanted eyes and pursed his lips.

"You ......" Elder Lin Sen was angry, and the normal reaction of a normal person should be to say sorry and put your feet down again! But how do you do the six fingers? Rub your shoes against you? You think you are a child fighting, you rub me, I rub you!

Elder Lin Sen was speechless, too lazy to ink with an unreasonable person like Six Fingers, and moved his body to the side.

"What do you think of these two disciples?" Elder Guiro asked Elder Python.

"It's okay. Elder Python said.

"It's okay, that is, you don't want to be a disciple anymore, you don't want me!" Elder Guero smiled.

"Don't, you leave that strong disciple to me. Elder Python hurriedly said.

If no one robbed him, maybe he wouldn't accept these two disciples, but wait and see for a while before making a decision, but now that Guero has spoken, if he doesn't grab it again, there will be no more, who knows what level the disciples behind him are?

"Okay, then I'll reluctantly give it to you!" Guero knew that what Python was best at was his fierce fighting style, and the disciple on the stage who used the strong fist method was against him, and he didn't compete with him.

At the end of the first group of disciples' competition, the disciple named Mouton narrowly won the fight, and Gui Luo smiled when he saw this: "It seems that my outer disciple is so strong than yours!"

"Where is this going, wait for that disciple to be accepted by me, cultivate and cultivate well, and the disciple duel after three years will definitely defeat him!" The mad python snorted coldly, and both of them had already decided to include the two disciples in the sect separately.

Mouton and Counter were overjoyed to hear the news, and kept thanking Guero and Python, and the other disciples also began to gear up, looking forward to the next competition.

In fact, this is also Guiluo's intention, as long as the first disciple who appears on the stage is not too bad, he will include him in his disciples, in order to stir up the atmosphere and let the disciples actively participate in the disciple duel.

Although the disciple duel will not be a real battle, but it is also a rare opportunity to exercise, blindly practicing without fighting, will only make people empty of strength, only experienced immortal cultivators can be fearless in danger, and survive longer in the world of immortal cultivation.

Guillo didn't want to see his disciples afraid to do anything because they were afraid of getting hurt and paying the high cost of the pill.

Guelro's method proved to be very effective, and the second group of disciples who took the stage worked very hard in the battle, and they tried their best to gain the approval of the elders, but unfortunately the strength of the two was too poor, and no elders opened their mouths to accept them as outer disciples.

Group 3, Group 4, Group 5......

It wasn't until there were more than 20 groups that the disciples exclaimed: "Look! It's Senior Brother Beimo! Senior Brother Beimo has taken the stage!"

"Oh my God! The disciples who fought against him are going to be unlucky!"

"Fortunately, I wasn't drawn, otherwise I would have been eliminated in the first round!"

The disciple who fought against Bei Mo was named Shisu, and he was also a top-ranked existence among ordinary disciples, and he wanted to cry and stand in the ring without tears, feeling that his luck was too bad.

Three years ago, he fought against Wufengqi, and was solved by Wufengqi's move, and three years later he ran into the Northern Desert.

He really wanted to look up to the sky and let out a long roar, who did I recruit to provoke me! Who of the more than 500 disciples couldn't touch it, but let me run into the Northern Desert, which was ranked first? What kind of luck is also a kind of strength? Lao Tzu was not convinced!

Twice in a row, Shi Su was not ready to admit defeat directly, he had been waiting for six years to become an elder's outer disciple, he couldn't wait any longer, he knew that he was not the opponent of the Northern Desert, but so what? As long as he wasn't defeated by one move like last time! As long as the elders' eyes lit up, it was fine!

Compared with Shisu's ambition, Beimo was very calm: "Give you three seconds, you admit defeat." ”

Shisu was stunned for a moment, and then became angry: "Senior Brother Beimo, I know that you are the number one Tianjiao, I know that your strength is stronger than mine, I am not your opponent, but this is not a reason for me to retreat without a fight! You can kill me, but you can't defeat me! People are not born to be defeated!"

These words of Shisu were shouted out, and they fell into the ears of some disciples in the front row, making their blood boil.

"Well said!"

"A good person is not born to be defeated!"

"Shisu, I support you!

With the encouragement of his disciples, Shisu was relieved, he didn't want to be able to perform more brightly, he just wanted to stand in the ring for a while and leave an impression in the hearts of all the elders!

But at this time, the northern desert moved.

His body was erratic, making it impossible to figure out his position, and Shisu just blinked subconsciously and received a punch in the stomach.

Shisu's eyes protruded, he spat out a mouthful of saliva, and his body flew out violently!

There was a dead silence.