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Chapter 23 Good guy, I'll take a look at you!

“This kid really doesn’t know how to write the word death?”

"Too crazy! In the end, I am unlucky -"

"Look over there, Li Yixiao and Jiang Yuke's faces are all dark..."

The whispers could be heard together across half the sky. At the elders' table, Li Qingyun's cheeks couldn't help but twitch.

This is a slap in the face, a slap in the face of Li Yixiao. But it is a slap in the face of the entire Li family!

Although Zhu Biao's resistance was nothing more than an ant sting to a giant like Li Xi, who could be crushed to pieces with just one press. But this was still an open resistance. To paraphrase a sentence from the Chinese judiciary in the 21st century

The commonly used language to describe it is - 'evil nature'.

Because Zhu Biao's strength is too insignificant. Even some big shots at the elders' table who wanted to see Li Xie being disgraced did not have any hope for him. To them, the upper echelons of the Sword Sect, Zhu Biao was just a tease.

"interesting……"

A certain big shot casually used two words to describe him, which already means he is extremely 'favored'.

Of course, the small matter of killing an ant with your backhand does not require Li Qingyun.

The boss of the oss personally gave the order, and everyone got it done with a wink. Jiang Wenjun was such a character. He tilted his head slightly, and a man dressed as an entourage behind him lowered his head to his mouth. After a moment,

Nod and leave.

"Zhu Biao, this is too reckless." After leaving the hanging pile array, he did not expect that the first person to say this was Lei Wenhu, the class boss. Mu Xuehua rushed to Zhu Biao in two steps, his eyes full of

anxiety.

Zhu Biao smiled slightly at Lei Wenhu and accepted his kindness. He looked at Mu Xuehua who was about to persuade him, "Why, have you forgotten what I said yesterday?"

Zhu Biao always had a smile on his lips, but what Mu Xuehua saw in this smile was endless persistence. What he said yesterday was what he said last night...

“Tomorrow’s selection competition, my nephew will shock some people——”

"It's the heaven that helps me. The family secrets and techniques have been passed down. I have been neglecting them for many years, but I have cultivated them in the cave. I will definitely look good on them -"

"Zhu Biao, you've pissed me off." Like an explosion, as soon as the fifth group entered the formation, Li Yixiao took the lead and rushed out of the formation without missing a beat, looking at Zhu Biao who was staying not far from the exit.

A small group of people, whose cold voices pierced people's hearts.

"Huh?" With a cold snort, Zhu Biao glanced at Li Yixiao with disdain. He was tired of hearing this kind of high-profile and high-toned tone in the 21st century. He was angry and tired of hearing it!

"Skills are not what you say with your mouth!" Real skills are in the hands. At this moment, Zhu Biao even hoped that he would be able to face Li Yixiao as soon as the second to third rounds started. "Yinfeng Sanfengjian" debuted on the stage

As the first victim of the sword, no one is more suitable than Li Yixiao. Jiang Yuke is not worthy!

"I'll tell you what your skills are! It's just that your skills should be as sharp as your mouth, otherwise... humph..."

He walked away without looking back. Li Yixiao's reputation as a genius resounded throughout Qingyu Mountain, and he had his own pride. Although his daily actions were domineering and superior to others, this was not only based on his family background and background.

and background.

Nine out of ten small class students remained, including Zhang Meng, and two out of eleven were eliminated.

Six of the eight middle class disciples were left. Except for Qiao Jin, Lu Lanfei also failed to get out of the hanging pile array.

Thirty-one fresh graduates from the top class were eliminated the most, with seven people missing, leaving twenty-four people.

A total of thirty-nine students from the three classes of participating students were left after passing the first level.

The disciples who took the examination did not waste any time. As soon as the thirty-nine participating disciples gathered together, a large notice was already hung in front of the arena.

Based on the comprehensive evaluation of personal strength and monthly exam results, the strength ranking list of the thirty-nine disciples is clearly visible.

Zhu Biao is ranked eleventh from the bottom. Judging from his previous results in the final exam at the end of the month, there is an obvious increase. This also reflects the true reliability of this ranking list. Because it is obvious that the reason for Zhu Biao's ranking is

There was a lot of improvement because the disciples who took the test referred to his performance in the blood-splattering incident in the canteen and when he broke into the hanging pile formation just now.

In the third round, only twenty-four people will be selected, which is the top twenty-four in the ranking list.

The list was posted and the second round of the challenge began.

Each disciple has two opportunities to challenge the disciples ranked before him on the list. If he wins, the opponent's ranking will be his. At the same time, he will also be challenged by the disciples ranked below him. If he can win three games in a row,

The remaining disciples are not allowed to challenge him anymore.

If you miss two opportunities to challenge forward, or if you successfully rise to the top but are then picked by the disciples below, then, unfortunately, the disciples who are not among the top twenty-four in the final ranking will lose their promotion to the competition.

qualifications.

After that, the third round of random drawing will be carried out, and the participating disciples will fight against each other. At this time, the competition has entered its climax, and the twelve winning disciples will basically get the admission tickets for this year's inner disciples. [These ten disciples will enter the competition.

It doesn’t matter whether the two are high or low, there are always places]

In every selection competition, the quota of inner disciples hovers between thirteen or fourteen and sixteen or seventeen, with very few exceeding or reaching eighteen. Therefore, the selection quotas for the middle class and small class are removed. Although the large class is

Fresh graduates are really the most miserable.

There is no need to be discouraged by some disciples who are clearly capable, but were unlucky enough to draw lots and were defeated by a stronger person.

The fourth round, which is the last round of the competition, will give them a chance. This round of challenge is a resurrection match for those who are unlucky. They can challenge any of the twelve disciples who won the third round of competition at will.

If one person wins, he can take his place, but there is only one chance. If he still fails, he can only plan for a ranking match between thirteenth and twenty-fourth. In addition, we will see how many disciples the inner sect will recruit this year. Pray for yourself

The ranking is included!

Generally speaking, the selection competition process for the inner disciples of the Jiuqu Sword Sect is strict and the schedule is thorough. Although at first glance, it seems that there are too many competitions, but in order for the backbone of the Sword Sect to play their true role, so many competitions,

There is nothing wrong with such a strict procedure!

"Who should I challenge?" Zhu Biao muttered. He was ranked eleventh from the bottom and twenty-ninth from the top. No one would bother to challenge him, because even if he wins the challenge, it will be of no use.

No, it's a waste of energy. Unless it's someone who has a grudge against him or is acting based on Li Xi's eyes, Zhu Biao thinks he still has time to think it over carefully.

Having chosen to 'slap' Li Yixiao in the face, of course he had to continue to persevere. But if Zhu Biao had to challenge a top-ranked student who was so much younger than him, he really couldn't stand it! Subconsciously, he always thought that he was

He is an adult, twenty-five years old.

"Mu Xuehua, come up and fight with me!" The shouts of a top class disciple reached Zhu Biao's ears. This is not surprising. Not only was Mu Xuehua challenged, but Lei Wenhu also faced off again.

Li Bingyan is one step above him, and only the top five Li Yixiao, Kong Chi, Ge Gang, Wang Zhenjie and Jiang Yuke can really sit comfortably.

Among the five of them, the first two didn't want to join in the fun, and the last three were much stronger than the others below, and they were already in cahoots with each other, so naturally there would be no civil war.

When he looked up, he saw that it was fourteen against eleven, with Mu Xuehua behind him, and Zhu Biao suddenly smiled.

"Good guy, I've got you covered——"


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