In the early morning, when the sun had already climbed into the sky, a bell rang, which seemed melodious and dull, and it was transmitted to all the departments within the sect, and the disciples who were cultivating or sleeping opened their eyes when they heard the bell, and stopped what they were doing.

After three consecutive rings, as the bell dissipated, another voice sounded immediately after: "Today is the time of the great competition within the sect, the disciples who have cultivated below in the inner refining period of the sect will gather at the square in front of the main hall of the sect." Those who fail to do so will be regarded as contempt for the sect and expelled from the Mixed Yuan Sect. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that all the disciples below the refining period in the sect's heart rushed to the square in front of the sect's main hall.

Xia Mingfeng, who had just come down from the back mountain, hurriedly ran towards the direction of the main hall of the sect after hearing the bell, and then waved his hand while running, and cast a wind resistance technique on himself.

The disciples of the Mixed Yuan Sect below the refining period in the inner part of the sect came from all directions of the mountain gate and gathered on the square platform in front of the main hall of the sect.

There was a lot of noise in the square, many disciples were meeting and chatting, and some female disciples were talking and laughing with male disciples who knew each other, and only a few disciples were standing in the square waiting.

After waiting for half a day in the square, there were more than 1,200 figures. At this moment, the door of the closed sect hall squeaked and opened.

At this moment, the noisy sound in the square itself stopped, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the main hall of the sect, and a middle-aged man wearing a purple-gold Taoist robe walked out of the door, his eyes unconsciously revealed a look of contempt, followed by twelve leaders and elders wearing purple-red Taoist robes.

Xia Mingfeng looked at the sect master wearing a purple-gold robe in front of him, feeling the domineering aura emanating from his body, the demonic qi actually wanted to work a little involuntarily, and hurriedly controlled his mind before he controlled the demonic qi.

"Did you see it, the leader is the current head of the Mixed Yuan Sect, Luo Nanyang. ”

"It looks so imposing, so domineering. ”

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"Silence" An elder stood on the steps in front of the main hall of the sect, raised his hands and shouted to the disciples below. Then saluted and motioned for the head to come to the stage, Ronan Yang nodded knowingly and walked to the front of the stage.

"Today is the day when my Mixed Yuan Sect has a big competition every three years, and the big competition between the sects is only to consider the cultivation results among the disciples.

The big score is carried out in two parts, and 1,000 monks during the smelting period draw lots in the ring on the left side for a competition. During the Melting Heart Period, 200 monks drew lots in the ring on the right side for a competition. Each disciple should fight in the same order of numbers.

The top 10 in the smelting period and the heart melting period are qualified for the winter secret realm trial, and the top 10 smelting stage disciples can enter the inner gate in advance and enjoy the treatment of the inner disciples. The top ten disciples in the Heart Melting Period will have the opportunity to enter the Blessed Land Cave Heaven for one month of cultivation.

Those who enter the top three in the smelting period competition, the first place can get a high-grade magic weapon and a thousand low-grade spirit stones. The second place can get a medium-grade magic weapon and 800 low-grade spirit stones. The third place will receive a low-grade magic weapon and 500 low-grade spirit stones. The rest of the top ten can each get 100 lower grade spirit stones and a bottle of Hui Qi Pill.

In the heart-melting period competition, those who enter the top three, the first place can get a high-grade spirit weapon and 2,000 low-grade spirit stones. The second place can get a lower-grade spirit weapon, 1,500 lower-grade spirit stones. The third place can get a lower-grade spirit weapon, 1,200 lower-grade spirit stones.

The rest of the top 10 will receive a bottle of Spirit Power Pill. The sect competition is a consideration for cultivation, and it must not hurt the lives of the same sect, so it will stop at the point, and now announce the start of the big competition. ”

After listening to this, the disciples in the audience had already stood in two parts, and after hearing the start of the big competition, they all quickly moved closer to the ring of the competition.

The twelve uncles on the steps got up and flew up, flying to the ring, and then the ring in the hand of one of the uncles at the head suddenly scattered small balls with many numbers on them, scattered from the air, and the disciples below all reached out to catch the balls, and after each of them caught one in their hands, they withdrew from the crowd and waited.

Xia Mingfeng caught a relatively high No. 186, then withdrew from the crowd and stood aside and waited quietly.

At this time, I heard a cheer on the right side, and found that the senior brothers of the Fusion Stage on the right had already started the competition, and the brilliance of the spells cast by the Melting Heart Stage was shining in the air, attracting the eyes of all the waiting disciples, and their eyes were full of envy.

Finally, after the 1,000 disciples in the smelting period had picked up the ball, the six uncles and uncles in the air flew to the high platform in front of the ring and sat cross-legged, with Xia Mingfeng's master Liu Chan and uncle Wang Jing among them.

One of the teachers in the middle spoke: "The competition begins, and the No. 1 player comes to the stage. ”

The two disciples jumped out of the crowd and jumped into the ring: "Senior brother, senior brother Wu will show mercy to Senior Brother next year." A dark-skinned senior brother on the left said, and the yellow-skinned senior brother arched his hand and said, "Du Zhiwei, senior brother is polite, so let's start." ”

I saw that at this time, Senior Brother Wu Xiannian quickly attached a wind control technique to himself, and his body moved forward quickly, running towards Senior Brother Du Zhiwei, and Senior Brother Du was not flustered, and instantly sent a few fireballs forward, and at the same time, his legs jumped back hard, and he retreated a distance of two meters.

Looking at the oncoming fireballs, he tried to control his body to move sideways to the left and dodged a few fireballs without danger, and Senior Brother Du, who was a few meters away, shot a few fireballs casually, Senior Brother Wu hurriedly raised his hand to use several water column techniques with the same number, and ran forward quickly, and a thick white mist emerged under the impact of the fireball and the water column in the air.

Senior Brother Du outside the white fog just wanted to retreat and continue to launch the fireball, when the white mist suddenly broke, Wu Nian jumped and swept towards Senior Brother Du with one leg, Senior Brother Du couldn't dodge and was kicked to the ground, Wu Nian quickly flashed to Senior Brother Du's side and raised his fist.

"I throw in the towel!"

"Wu won next year, went down to prepare for rest, and finished preparing for the second game separately. ”

The brothers in the audience applauded again and again, and the first competition also ushered in bursts of applause for Wu next year.

"No. 2, start the competition. ”

A woman dressed in green, with a long whip in her hand, stands in the ring. A man in the audience with a long stick in his hand and a sad look on his face then jumped into the ring as well.

"Zhang Maofeng, if there is anything that offends my junior sister, please forgive my junior sister. ”

"Su Jinmei has seen Senior Brother Zhang. Let's get started, brother. ”

"Ahh The whip was wrapped around the stick, Su Jinmei did not panic at all, and a fireball the size of a palm quickly took shape from Su Jinmei's hand, and shot towards Zhang Maofeng with a bang.

Zhang Maofeng held a long stick in his hand, jumped into the air and turned 360 degrees in the air, making the whip wrapped in the stick rotate all over the body, Su Jinmei did not grasp the whip for a while, and was brought over by Zhang Maofeng's long stick, falling from the air, Zhang Maofeng's left foot forward, his right foot kicked forward, his right hand dragged the end of the stick, half of the body twisted, swish, and the dragged stick with the twisting of the half body and arms, the wheel passed over the head, forming a half circle.

Su Jinmei hurriedly dodged, only to see a stick smashed to the ground, the bricks on the ground also had a slight crack, and Su Jinmei, who went more, took advantage of the gap to shoot a few fireballs at Zhang Maofeng, Zhang Maofeng held a long stick in his hand, and inserted the stick obliquely into the ground at one end, and jumped up with a force on his legs, and swept the stick towards Su Jinmei when he fell to the ground, Su Jinmei had a trace of cold sweat on his head, and hurriedly lowered his waist to dodge。

"Senior sister, admit it" After speaking, Zhang Maofeng jumped out of the ring.

Su Jinmei on the stage picked up the long whip in the ring and jumped down, the disciples who had not yet taken their turn under the ring were talking, Xia Mingfeng thought back to Zhang Maofeng's long stick, and thought of ways to dodge the long stick in his mind.

In the successive competitions, from the early morning to the afternoon, everyone in the audience meditated and watched, not only did not feel tired, but also showed an excited look, looking at the competition on the stage, they were also pondering how to use their own techniques, and the disciples who had competed were sitting on the side, watching the competition while discussing. Some of the disciples who lost showed reluctance, while others pondered or watched the game.

"No. 89, the duel begins. Another duel began, Xia Mingfeng saw a slight smile standing in the ring, and found that it was an acquaintance, Senior Brother Gao, who had never seen Senior Brother Gao Feng in half a year of penance.

Gao Feng stood on the stage with a long sword in his hand, and a somewhat delicate junior brother jumped up below, who also held a long sword in his hand, so he arched his hand and asked Gao Feng: "Little brother, Zhou Junkai, I hope that Senior Brother will be merciful." ”

"Gao Feng, junior brother, let's start. After speaking, Gao Feng rushed to Zhou Junkai with a long sword in his hand, and the faint light in the sword was picked up, Zhou Junkai also held the long sword in his hand and blocked it vertically, bent forward, and picked the blocked long sword to the outside of the right side and bypassed it hard.

Gao Feng held the sword in his right hand, and the fireball technique that had been performed in his left hand, ten fireballs formed a fire palm around the palm of his hand, and suddenly hit Zhou Junkai in front of him.

Zhou Junkai hurriedly used the Water Column Technique to deal with it, and shot at Gao Feng's palm, and in a short distance, after Gao Feng quickly shot out the fireball technique, three or four fireballs were quickly condensed in the palm of his hand, and shot directly over.

Zhou Junkai hurriedly put away his sword and flashed to the side, ignoring Gao Feng beside him, Gao Feng, who immediately squatted, swept over Zhou Junkai who was flashing to the side. ended the competition with a few moves to win, and the disciples who watched were applauding below, and the uncles and uncles sitting on the high platform also nodded constantly.

A few of them came in succession, all of whom were engaged in a long fight, and failed to win the applause below, but they also won. No. 101, the first to come to the stage was a woman, wearing a white long dress, her black and beautiful hair slid down the long skirt, her eyes looked like a clear spring, with a standard type of melon seed face, her figure was quite hot, Xia Mingfeng felt slightly familiar when she saw this woman, and after thinking about it, it turned out to be Senior Sister Wang, who was good friends with Li Qi.

The eyes of all the male disciples seemed to be attracted by Senior Sister Wang in the ring, and no one appeared for a long time. After a while, Uncle Wang Jing on the stage said to the disciples in the audience: "No. 101 is regarded as abstaining if he does not play. ”

At this time, everyone came back to their senses, and a male disciple jumped into the ring from the next step of the stage, looking at the woman in front of him and gradually revealing the appearance of a pig brother: "Under Zheng Jiaming, dare to ask the name of the senior sister!"

Wang Yueru smiled, and a voice like a silver bell sounded: "Wang Yueru, junior brother is really interesting, hehe." ”

"Senior Sister Yueru, the younger brother can only offend. ”

Just as he was about to start, Wang Yueru's sweet silver bell-like voice rang again, making Zheng Jiaming put down his hands and listened: "Senior Brother Jiaming, you just let Senior Sister let go." A coquettish voice sounded with seductive power.

Zheng Jiaming's eyes were confused, and he nodded and raised his hand to admit defeat. At the same time, the male disciples in the audience all seemed to be enchanted when they heard this, and only a few dozen people were unmoved, and their eyes flashed with vigilance.

Xia Mingfeng originally listened to the coquettish voice of this temptation with a little confusion, beware of the heart power and demon blood running at the same time, which made Xia Mingfeng sober up, what a strong charm!

After Zheng Jiaming on the stage raised his hand to admit defeat, Wang Yueru stuck out her tongue: "Thank you, junior brother." He turned around and got out of the ring.

Everyone in the audience gradually came to their senses, looking at Zheng Jiaming who was in a daze on the stage, and their eyes all showed sympathy

"No. 102 plays. The calm voices of the uncles came again.

In the ring, there was also a woman dressed in white, tall, not as tall as Wang Yueru, but there was a different kind of beauty, with a cold face holding a long sword in her hand, standing on the ring, Xia Mingfeng looked at the ring and muttered quietly: "Senior Sister Li"