After discussing with all parties, the Hoksha Shrine finally decided that the 100 young cultivators who escaped in the preliminary competition of the Rising Sun were qualified to enter Naraku City.

The preliminary round adopts the most traditional one-on-one ring system. Because there are more than 1,000 participants, each of them needs to play three or four games. The event arrangements are naturally tricky, and everyone knows it. As long as it is not too much, no one will publicly object. It was originally something that you and I would like to do, but if you think it is unfair, you should not participate.

Generally speaking, in addition to the host being treated preferentially, they generally follow the principle of separation between strong and strong, put a strong among a bunch of weak people, and prevent two strong people from meeting in the preliminary round. After all, the significance of the conference is to select talents, not to compete for the championship, and let the two geniuses compete in the preliminary round lose the significance of the conference.

The criteria for judging strength are reputation and practice. Although these two things cannot represent a person's true strength, for those who are unaware of the evaluators, these two things are relatively credible and cannot be beaten one by one with the contestants before they can make a conclusion.

As the only disciple of the Xuanmen Sect, Bai Yong naturally received preferential treatment. Not only did he fight for three games, the opponents he met were all physical realm and his strength was ordinary. In fact, it was not a simple thing to break through to the Heavenly Realm before he was twenty years old, especially for casual cultivators and small sects. It was just that people were divided into groups, and everyone around Bai Yong was full of people with outstanding talents, which made the Heavenly Realm look so cheap. Even in the martial arts holy land, it was difficult to produce a hundred Heavenly Realm practitioners who were less than twenty years old.

Among the 100 selected people, they will definitely not be all in the Heavenly Realm. If they were based on the previous ratio, they would be half-opened, but this year is different. There are 70 young masters in the Heavenly Realm! Many stargazers who are good at observing the heavenly fortunes vaguely feel that the human fortunes of Shenzhou seem to be undergoing some changes...

Bai Yong's performance in the Rising Sun Competition was not very good. He could only be said to be just a good match. He used his internal skills and martial arts to steadily win three games. At the beginning, many people watched because of the authentic name of Xuanmen. After watching two games, the number of people following was greatly reduced. In comparison, Xuanxu Sword Sect and Yuegong Cave Heaven were very popular. Two young women in the fourth level of the Heavenly Man Realm have the highest martial arts realm in this competition. They will attract attention no matter where they go. Each game is a battle that defeats the enemy in one move, and even does not take action. They can overwhelm the opponent by relying on momentum alone.

Of course, no one with a little wise will look down on Xuanzong because of this, thinking that Xuanzong is just a sect. There is a powerful disciple who can think that this sect will prosper in the future, but a not-so-powerful disciple cannot infer that this sect will decline. After all, it is not a disciple who participates or the strongest sect.

In fact, many people think that Bai Yong has hidden his skills and must see that his true strength has to wait until the hundred people in Naraku City fight. But even so, their interest has ended here. After all, the meaning of the conference is to select talents and join their own sects. With the other party’s authentic sect background of Xuanmen, even if they are willing to join, they will not dare to accept it.

At this time, in Bai Yong's room, Luo Hongchen was cheering him up with a smile: "Congratulations to Junlong for being successfully shortlisted. Haha, the melee of a hundred people is the place where wisdom is used. I think Junlong will continue to win this way and win the leader. It is best to accept the legacy of the Death God. I remember that there is no classic in the stone pavilion of the sect, and this time it just fills the vacancy."

Bai Yong refused: "Senior Brother Luo is joking. I don't have the desire to fight this time, so the leader lets fight with them. However, as a legendary figure of a generation, Desert has had the feat of challenging the Holy Emperor. His legacy is indeed tempting. I think most cultivators are also aiming for this thing. If they can inherit his Taoist tradition, they may be able to soar into the sky."

At this time, a paper dove flew in and fell into his hands.

"There was a response so quickly, Senior Xing Wuke is really efficient in his work."

Bai Yong praised, opened the letter paper, looked carefully at the contents of the letter, couldn't help but frown, and finally sighed.

Yu Ziqi asked curiously: "Junior Brother Bai seems to be feeling something."

"Ha, I just think that a pitiful person must be hateful. This sentence can actually be said to the contrary. Well, how should I start with this matter..." Bai Yongmo rubbed his chin and entered a state of thinking.

As soon as he saw this scene, Luo Hongchen smiled wickedly, "As soon as I saw your expression, I knew someone was going to be in trouble."

Xian Fanxin nodded rarely to his words and echoed: "Similar to the same feeling."

"Hey, my senior brothers have all thought wrongly. What I am thinking about is how to eradicate sins and promote justice, but I can't find enough people."

"Haha, do you still have to look for it? There are three masters in front of you," Luo Hongchen patted his chest boldly and pointed his hand at the person next to him, "Ziqi counts one, I will beat two of them one."

"Go!" I had known that this would happen, Xian Fan glared at him angrily, with a stern fighting spirit, so the other party naturally glared back without giving in.

Once they were not careful, the two of them were going to fight again, and Yu Ziqi hurriedly persuaded the fight.

Bai Yong did not add fuel to the fire, and directly ignored Luo Hongchen's next sentence and said, "That's true, I would like to ask the three senior brothers to help. If I have no mistake in my calculations, there will be a big battle in Mozhou within two to three months. After the ten thousand battles are over, the three senior brothers might as well go to Tiansha Gang to play for a while."

"Tiansha Gang? Isn't that the mortal enemy of Pansha Temple?" Luo Hongchen asked at first, then suddenly realized, and smiled strangely, "I said someone is going to be unlucky."

Bai Yong smiled helplessly and asked again: "I want to ask Senior Brother Luo for a knife technique, but I don't know what recommendations are there?"

"Oh, do you want to change your sword technique? Although I am very happy for me personally, for you, it is best to specialize in sword technique."

"It's not that I want to learn swordsmanship, but that I want to give this swordsmanship as a gift to others."

"I can't make the decision for the advanced swordsmanship. There is no problem below the sixth grade. Do you have any requirements for swordsmanship?"

Bai Yong thought for a while and said, "It is best to restrain the Mozhou-style swordsmanship."

"This is how, let me think about it..." When talking about sword techniques, Luo Hongchen became extremely serious. "Mozhou-style sword techniques tend to be wild, and they go wild and fierce, raising wind and sand, belong to earth. With it, the Qingdi sword technique, which hides softness in the hardness, is known for its delicateness and lingeringness, belong to wood. This is the fifth-grade sword technique, which comes from the martial arts of Xianyuan Zifu, and giving gifts is enough."
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