Ye Peipei raised his eyebrows and said with a slight smile:

"What? What advice do you have for Miss Duan? What are you interested in about me again this time?"

Duan Meili was so angry that she cursed: "Whoever sees your broken thing, I don't want to give it to me!" At the same time, her hands kept pinching the magic tricks, and a red flame appeared on her fingertips.

Before he could drive, he was stopped by the head of the clan Duan and said, "Beautiful, don't be fooled."

Duan Meili stomped her feet and said angrily: "Dad, I don't have any trouble. It's obvious that she humiliated me first."

"It's your fault that you do it first."

"I'm going to fight her during the competition! That should be OK!" Duan Meili pointed at Ye Peipei and said gritting her teeth.

Ye Peipei's flashing big eyes were as bright as a crescent moon, illuminating everyone around him, and said with a smile: "Oh, since we have come together for a rare moment, I hope you don't lose too ugly."

Duan Meili gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Ye Peipei, don't kneel down and beg for mercy later."

Ye Peipei wanted to say something, but Ye Shanshan pulled into the team. Ye Peipei stepped into the middle of the team and turned around and made a contemptuous gesture towards Duan Meili.

He stomped Duan Meili's feet in anger, and kept chanting something in his mouth. The head of Duan looked at Ye Peipei deeply, and then comforted him softly.

Ye Heting had an indescribable indulgence and helplessness towards Ye Peipei, who has been naughty and talented since childhood. He glared at Ye Peipei several times, as if he was telling him that he was causing trouble.

"Since the two friends are so impatient and the competition time has come, fellow Ye Daoist and fellow Duan, organize the participants, and the first round of the preliminary round is about to begin." Wu Clan Chief announced loudly.

In a moment, four teams were formed neatly and orderly, three of which had an equal number of people, and their cultivation and even age levels were almost the same.

The front of the three teams are led by the patriarchs of the three major families and important core figures of each family. Behind them are excellent disciples of each family participating in the competition in an orderly manner.

Only the team on the east side has the largest number of people, the levels of cultivation are uneven, and the ages vary greatly. You can tell at a glance that it is the Wu family's family's family who are watching the competition, not the contestants.

After some announcement, the rules of the competition are roughly the first place in each cultivation level from the fourth level of Qi training to the eighth level of Qi training. Which family has the largest number of people is the first, second, and third. The cultivation level is also very fair to fight, but if there are people with the same number of people in the end, regardless of the level of cultivation, you can choose to fight with the opponent or give up on your own initiative.

Each contestant draws lots in a box containing the same cultivation level to select their next match. Each box has six draws, each marked with numbers from one to six. In the first round, they draw one against two, three to four, and five to six.

After half of the first round of the preliminary round, the remaining three will draw lots to the next round of the match. Draw one and two, and draw three will be lucky, and you can skip the second round and enter the third round of the match directly.

There are only three arenas in the Wu family's competition field. The first round of competition is held from the fourth level of Qi training to the eighth level of Qi training from low to high level.

After announcing the rules of the competition, draw lots immediately to select opponents.

Ye Biyao opened the paper sign in her hand, and what caught her eye was a capital 3.

"Ye Peipei, what did you draw?" Duan Meili looked at the number of paper marks in her hand and immediately couldn't wait to ask Ye Peipei's number in her hand loudly.

Ye Pei Pei unfolded the paper sign and raised it high and said, "My one is 6. If you have the ability, you will be wu."

Duan Meili asked to the other four people around, "Who got Wu? I will exchange it with her and give her three Peiyuan Dans afterwards. Seeing that I didn't beat the surname Ye, I won't be Duan."

"Ms. Duan, I'm going to draw right here, but I can't exchange it with you." said the male cultivator of the Duan family, who was wearing the deep southern color, at the peak of the late stage of the Qi training period.

"Why? Do you think the three Peiyuan Dans are missing?" Duan Meili asked in a high pitch. Peiyuan Dan is very precious in Xingyue City.

The male cultivator in the deep south shook his head and said, "Ms. Duan forgot the consequences of the contestants exchanging paper signs. He will not be able to bear the consequences of directly eliminating such a result."

Duan Meili's face collapsed instantly, she glared at Ye Peipei viciously, and said angrily: "Hmph, you're lucky."

Ye Pei Pei was about to fight back, but was interrupted by a few drum beats. The middle-aged monk on the stage said loudly: "The competition for elite disciples in the fourth level of the Qi training stage of the three major families has officially begun."

With the order of the middle-aged monk, the fourth level of the Qi training stage left his corresponding ring.

Ye Peipei pulled Ye Biyao to the third are Ye Xinyuan who went to Martyrs Mountain to experience training together. The one he fought against was a male cultivator of the Wu family. The middle stage of the fourth level of Qi training period was exactly the same as Ye Xinyuan's cultivation level.

Another outstanding disciple from the Ye family who participated in the competition in the fourth floor of the Qi training period was also a carefully selected excellent disciple from the Ye family elite class. He was standing on the first arena at this moment.

On the ring, after introducing each other, they immediately started attacking and entered a fierce battle.

Ye Xinyuan shook hands and fisted, jumped to the other party, and punched him. The Wu family's male cultivator was caught off guard and staggered back a few steps. Before he could stand firm, Ye Xinyuan rushed over with a crescent scimitar in his hand and pressed the crescent scimitar at the throat of the Wu family's male cultivator as fast as possible. The Wu family's male cultivator could not move at all and had to admit defeat.

In three arenas, Ye Xinyuan won the first round with the fastest degree and directly entered the second round preliminaries.

The moment Ye Xinyuan came down from the arena, all the children of the Ye family congratulated him happily.

When Ye Biyao and others walked to the first arena to watch another contestant of the Ye family want to cheer him up, the end was just around the corner, and unfortunately the Ye family disciple was eliminated.

The preliminary rounds of the three arenas ended quickly, namely Ye Xinyuan of the Ye family and a monk from the Duan family and Wu family who could enter the second round of preliminary round.

Next, the monks who participated in the preliminary competition were on the fifth level of Qi training.

Ye Peipei held Ye Biyao's arm and asked, "Biyao, I just forgot to ask you, what is the number of paper tags you have drawn?"

Ye Biyao spread the paper stick in her hand and said, "Mine is what you want 3."
Chapter completed!