"Brother, you are so awesome!"

When Wang Yang came down from the ring, Wei Zifeng immediately greeted him excitedly.

Behind him were Su Luoyue, Gu Wei, Ouyang Ji, Liu Xiyu, and several other outer disciples whom Wang Yang was unfamiliar with!

All ten outer disciples from the same period came.

The sect competition is a grand event that only happens once every three years. Even if you don't attend, most people will come and take a look.

"Luck! It's just luck!" Wang Yang laughed.

"Senior Brother Wang Yang, you are so humble! I am afraid that only one of your new disciples will enter the finals this year!"

Su Luoyue said with envy.

She never expected that Wang Yang would have such terrifying fighting talents and spell cultivation talents.

Several other people also looked incredulous.

He never thought that there would be such a great fighter hiding next to him.

Wang Yang naturally dealt with it modestly.

In the next game, there was no exception like Wang Yang. People like Wei Zifeng, Ouyang Ji and others were knocked down almost from the beginning of the game. Fortunately, they did not suffer any serious injuries.

On the contrary, Gu Wei, who looked like he hadn't woken up, held on a little longer.

As for Su Luoyue and Liu Xiyu, they didn't sign up at all.

The game went very quickly, it was getting dark, and the first round of knockout rounds was all over.

Everyone chatted for a while and were about to leave. A beautiful woman wearing a moon-white robe, with silver maple leaves embroidered on her chest, and a beauty mark in the corner of her eye suddenly appeared and walked towards Wang Yang.

The outer disciples along the road saw the woman's dress and automatically moved out of the way, with a hint of awe in their eyes.

"You, come with me!"

The pretty woman stopped beside Wang Yang, said indifferently, and turned to leave.

"Senior sister, you are——"

When Wang Yang saw the woman coming, he had already made a guess, but he didn't dare to confirm it yet.

"You'll find out later! Stop talking nonsense!"

The pretty woman didn't look back, said something coldly, and then continued to walk out.

Wang Yang said goodbye to the people around him and immediately chased after the pretty woman.

"It seems that Senior Brother Wang Yang will soon become an inner disciple! How enviable!"

Su Luoyue looked at Wang Yang's retreating back with envy in her eyes.

The gazes of several other people were similar.

Although they didn't know the pretty woman, her clothes made no sense that she was an inner disciple.

An inner disciple came to Wang Yang at this time, and the purpose was self-evident.

This makes them not envious.

However, considering Wang Yang's record just now, they can only feel envious.

From today on, they may be people from two different worlds.

While envious, a trace of regret inevitably arises in my heart.

If they had known that Senior Brother Wang Yang was so powerful, they should have made friends as soon as possible. He would soon become an inner disciple, and it would be extremely difficult to make friends with him in the future.

Thinking of this, everyone began to look at Wei Zifeng with envy in their eyes.

Everyone who knows them knows that the relationship between the two is very good. I dare not say that they are as close as brothers, but they are inseparable and inseparable.

In the future, with the inner disciple Wang Yang taking care of him, Wei Zifeng's life will be much easier.

Wei Zifeng was happy that Wang Yang could become an inner disciple, but the loss in his heart was unknown to outsiders.

…

Wang Yang didn't know what the people behind him were thinking. With a hint of uneasiness in his heart, he followed the pretty woman closely, not daring to take another step.

When he first came on stage, he had already expected to be favored and become an inner disciple. After all, his performance was too outstanding.

At least among the outer disciples, no one dares to say that they are second.

In the simulation, it was 100% confirmed that he would become an inner disciple.

But at this moment, I still feel a little excited in my heart.

'I wonder if the senior brother from that mountain peak has taken a fancy to me. Could it be senior brother Xu Longxu from Yunlin Peak?'

Although Wang Yang really doesn't have a good impression of the Dragon Party, he is a member of the Dragon Party after all, and it is natural for him to be favored by the leader of the Dragon Party, Xu Long.

'It's just that this senior sister doesn't seem to be wearing the clothes of a Yun Linfeng disciple!'

'Could it be that the senior brothers and sisters from several peaks have taken a fancy to me, and there will be competition when the time comes. Maybe I can take advantage of this opportunity to gain some benefits!'

Various thoughts flashed in Wang Yang's mind.

The pretty woman led him all the way through the crowd of outer disciples gathered around the ring, to a nearby open space, and then a small white jade sword flew out with a flick of her sleeve.

The jade sword swelled in the wind and instantly became the size of a door panel, floating in the air three inches above the ground.

"Come up! I'll take you there!"

The pretty woman jumped up, stood firmly, and then waved to Wang Yang.

"yes!"

Wang Yang, who was riding the Feijian for the first time, was inevitably frightened, but he didn't dare to show it, so he gritted his teeth and jumped on.

The jade sword, which looks light and flimsy, is extremely stable when stepped on, and does not swing from side to side as Wang Yang imagined.

The next moment, the jade sword slowly rose into the sky, and Wang Yang's whole heart lifted higher and higher.

When it reached more than ten feet, the pretty woman squeezed the spell with her hand and said "Ji". The jade sword suddenly glowed brightly and flew out with a whoosh, just like a racing car that started and reached its limit in an instant.

Wang Yang's heart almost jumped out of his chest. He had experienced the speed of flying spirit beasts through simulated memory, but compared with the flying sword, it was like a classic car meeting a supercar.

Fortunately, there was an invisible force supporting him on the flying sword, which prevented him from making a fool of himself and falling directly.

call!

The scenery on both sides quickly retreated, the wind roared in the ears, and the jade sword flew over mountain peaks one after another and buildings one after another at extremely fast speeds.

After more than ten breaths, we stopped in front of a huge snow-white mountain peak.

The pretty woman took out a white jade token and waved it in the air. The light curtain in front of her eyes flickered for a moment. Then she controlled the flying sword and led Wang Yang to slowly fall to a huge courtyard halfway up the mountain.

Wang Yang jumped down from the top with his hands and feet weak, and the pretty woman followed him down lightly. The jade sword slowly shrank and flew into her cuff again.

"There are many formations around, don't wander around, just follow me!"

After saying that, the pretty woman walked forward without caring whether Wang Yang understood or not.

"Yes! Senior sister!"

Wang Yang responded and hurriedly followed.

The two of them walked across the colorful courtyard, passed through the long corridor with painted beams, and entered a spacious and bright white jade hall.

A cool woman, also wearing a moon-white robe with silver maple leaves embroidered on her chest, was sitting at the top.

The woman's hair is slightly bunned, her temples are half hanging, her face is as cold as frost, and there is a hidden majesty between her brows, and her aura is like a calm sea, unfathomable.

Behind the cold woman, there were two young women in similar clothes standing, looking at Wang Yang with dull eyes.

"Senior Sister, the people are here!"

"Um!"

The cold woman nodded. The pretty woman with the mole at the corner of her eye consciously stepped aside and stood with her hands down.

"Wang Yang, I have met Senior Sister!"

Wang Yang hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

He knew Qing Leng Woman and heard it from people around him before he entered the ring. At that time, Qing Leng Woman was sitting on the high platform with five other people, and she was a character that attracted much attention.

The cold woman's name is Li Muxue, she is Xue Yufeng's true senior sister and a great monk in the foundation-building period!

Facing Wang Yang's greetings, Li Muxue did not answer, but took out a white brocade bag from her waist with golden runes embroidered on it.

She shook slightly, and a black wind flew out from it, gathering in front of her and turning into a refined corpse wearing light armor, with a shriveled body and red eyes.

"If you survive ten breaths, you will belong to me, Xue Yufeng! If you cannot survive, today is the day you die!"

"What?"

Wang Yang was confused for a moment, and before he could react, the corpse-refining corpse rushed towards him with a step like a gust of wind and rain.

call!

Before the corpse arrived, an evil wind blew in his face.
To be continued...