The genius was shining brightly, and many figures came one after another to the central square. Some were inner disciples, and some were other members of the sect.
Today is not an inner sect gathering, but more and more people are rushing here.
His eyes followed the main hall of the central hall and looked high into the sky. Among the clouds and mist in the high altitude, there was a dark blue palace suspended. It was majestic and mysterious, surrounded by electric light, rain and mist, exuding a distant and eternal atmosphere.
Among the crowd, Zhao Feng and Lin Fan also arrived.
Among them, Zhao Feng's eyes were fixed on "Fuluan Palace". He found that the strange electric light around Fuluan Palace was stronger than a few months ago.
Today is the competition on the eve of the Fuluan Trial, the full name is "Fuluan Competition".
The Fuluan Trial is launched every five years, which is a great opportunity for the whole sect.
Similarly, the "Fuluan Competition" is held once every five years. Taking the opportunity of this competition, some senior elders of the sect will also show up to review the status of the elite disciples in the sect.
"Junior Brother Zhao, Junior Brother Lin, you also signed up for the competition?"
Xu Zhi walked over with a smile.
Since the last "Mission in Xingjiazhuang", Xu Zhi and Zhao Feng have settled their differences and turned enemies into friends.
"That's right! With Junior Brother Zhao's strength, he will definitely be able to participate in the Fuluan Trial, so I'm a little worried."
Lin Fan said with a smile.
"Junior Brother Zhao must be fine."
Xu Zhi nodded with emotion.
Because they had participated in missions together, Xu Zhi knew Zhao Feng's strength very well.
In their free time, the three of them had discussions with each other.
Among them, Zhao Feng is the strongest, followed by Lin Fan, and finally Xu Zhi.
Xu Zhi usually had no chance to fight against Zhao Feng, but Lin Fan, who defeated him easily, felt powerless every time he mentioned Zhao Feng.
The conversation between the three of them happened to be heard by the nearby Princess Yunxiangmeng.
"Participating in the Fuluan Trial? Judging from Xu Zhi and Lin Fan's tone, Zhao Feng will definitely win a spot?"
Yunxiang Mengfeng's eyes turned and fell on Zhao Feng.
Only then did she realize that after entering the inner door, she paid less and less attention to Zhao Feng.
As for the last sensational incident in the "Crimson Moon Cave", she did not participate in it personally, just thinking that Zhao Feng was lucky.
For this "Floating Mountain Competition", Yun Xiangmeng only had a first-level cultivation, so she didn't sign up, but just came to experience it.
In the square, more and more people gathered.
The inner disciples and true disciples appeared one by one.
Half an hour later.
All the disciples of the inner sect arrived, and even some of the outer sect disciples heard the news and came to observe. At such a large event, the sect turned a blind eye and allowed them to enter the inner sect area.
"Junior Brother Zhao, come on!"
Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan were among the peripheral crowd, cheering Zhao Feng up.
Zhao Feng nodded with a smile and said hello to the two senior brothers.
"Junior Brother Zhao, come here."
A masculine voice came from the other side of the crowd.
"It's the true disciple Yang Gan!"
"Yang Qian! The true disciple ranks second and is the popular candidate to compete for the top disciple."
There was a commotion in the crowd.
Yang Gan is dressed in white, with a perfect outline like a marble carving. He is handsome and full of masculine charm.
As a prominent figure in the inner sect, Yang Gan's every move attracts everyone's attention.
Some female disciples looked at that majestic figure, their pretty faces flushed, and their eyes even had stars in their eyes.
"Senior Brother Yang."
Zhao Feng went up to him and walked with Yang Qian.
Nominally speaking, they are all disciples of the Great Elder and can be regarded as the only brothers.
Yang Qian is an upright person and hates evil as much as he hates evil. Although he is not very enthusiastic towards Zhao Feng, at least he does not make things difficult for him and takes care of those who should be taken care of. He has fulfilled his duty as a senior brother and makes no one find fault with him.
"Who is that guy walking with Senior Brother Yang?"
Many people were slightly surprised.
There were also many people who knew the inside story and started whispering.
For a time, Zhao Feng also received many looks.
Zhao Feng's one-eyed, blue-haired look made everyone look at him with suspicion.
He was calm and composed, walking side by side with Yang Gan.
Yang Qian deliberately brought Zhao Feng into the circle of "true disciples".
Among the true disciples, the ones Zhao Feng is more familiar with are Senior Sister Yuan, Quan Chen, and Yuan Zhi.
"This guy actually worshiped the great elder."
Senior Sister Yuan looked at Zhao Feng slightly unkindly.
She was still with Ran Xiaoyuan, who said hello to Zhao Feng with bright and beautiful eyes, a little timidly.
After learning that Zhao Feng was going to participate in the "Fuluan Competition", Senior Sister Yuan smiled and said, "Junior Sister Ran, if you encounter this kid in the competition, don't be polite and teach him a lesson."
"You may not encounter it."
Ran Xiaoyuan's pretty face turned red, and she glanced at Zhao Feng secretly, her voice sounding like a mosquito.
The Fuluan competition is implemented in a "seven-game system".
The so-called "seven-game system" means that each player plays seven games, with the winning team playing against the winning team and the losing team playing against the losing team.
There are dozens of people participating in the competition, and each person only plays seven games. The probability of encountering them is neither high nor low.
In addition, the "seven-game system" has another rule: those who win four games in a row will be directly selected.
Because winners fight with winners, and the more they win, the stronger the next opponent will be and the greater the resistance will be.
If he can win four games in a row, he will definitely be ranked in the top ten.
…
Half an hour later, some middle and high-level people in the sect appeared one by one.
In the center of Tianshu Square, a formation platform hundreds of feet long and wide was erected.
That formation platform was blessed by the power of the formation, and its person in charge was none other than Mr. Zhang from the Zongwu Hall.
Whoosh whoosh——
The clouds and mists in the distant mountains are swaying, the wind is blowing, and the energy of heaven and earth is fluctuating strongly.
The next moment, the overwhelming pressure of the true spirit came from several directions.
"Meet the elder!"
The first ones to arrive were Elder Xue and Zhenren Yunhai.
After Elder Xue and Zhenren Yunhai took their seats, another huge aura rushed straight towards them, much stronger than ordinary elders.
"Great Elder!"
Everyone saluted one after another, and even the two elders stood up.
Immediately afterwards, the sect leader and another elder appeared.
"Greetings to the sect leader, and grandma June."
The disciples, deacons, and deputy hall masters below saluted respectfully.
The two most powerful people in the True Spirit Realm who came here turned out to be women.
One of them is a beautiful lady in palace attire. She is elegant and noble, with clear eyes like water. She is peaceful and quiet, with a hint of dignity and holiness that makes people feel ashamed.
——She is the leader of Xiaoyue Sect!
Both are in the True Spirit Realm, and the aura of Master Xiaoyue is much stronger than that of Master Yunhai and his ilk.
Next to the leader of the Xiaoyue Sect, there was an old woman with white hair, who smelled of herbal medicine.
"The master of Caomu Hall, Grandma Liu Yue."
Zhao Feng knows some information about this person.
Grandma Liu Yue is the number one alchemist in the sect. She is definitely better than Mr. Guan in terms of cultivation and alchemy attainments.
The sect master, the great elder, and the three elders all took their seats.
Behind them stood their direct disciples.
Behind Xiaoyue Sect Master, there are two female disciples, none other than Senior Sister Yuan and Ran Xiaoyuan.
"Ran Xiaoyuan's master is actually the sect leader..."
Zhao Feng was greatly surprised.
No wonder Ran Xiaoyuan is so young, but her cultivation has reached the third level peak, and the internal skill she cultivates is probably the "Tianfeng Shenjue".
Behind Elder Xue, among several disciples, there was a fair-skinned boy with a baby face.
It is none other than Kong Yuanhao, the alien spirit!
Kong Yuanhao's cultivation has reached the second level of transcendence, and his qualifications are almost comparable to those of Bei Mo.
Behind Master Yunhai stood Bei Mo, Yuan Zhi, Quan Chen and other figures.
As for Grandma Liu, there is a pure and beautiful girl who looks familiar at first glance.
Liu Yue'er!
Zhao Feng was a little surprised, he didn't expect Liu Yue'er to worship at the door of the Cao Mu Hall master.
Liu Yue'er's cultivation has also reached the peak of the second level of transcendence. With her superior spiritual body qualifications and the training of Grandma Liu Yue, the sect's number one alchemist, the advantage is too great.
Zhao Feng stood behind the great elder, which also surprised Liu Yuer.
The Great Elder and Sect Leader are the highest-status figures in the Xiaoyue Sect.
"Why can't I get rid of this guy..."
Liu Yue'er frowned slightly, feeling a little inexplicably irritable.
She and Zhao Feng are the descendants of Marquis Cangtie and Marquis Guangjun respectively.
When she first entered the mountain gate, Liu Yue'er secretly competed with Zhao Feng, but failed time and time again.
now.
She worshiped Grandma Yue Yue, while Zhao Feng worshiped under the Great Elder, as if he would always be outnumbered by the other.
What's even more depressing is that the other party's qualifications are nothing more than an inferior spirit body.
"It's interesting. In this competition for quotas, I actually met so many acquaintances."
Zhao Feng pursed his lips into a smile.
His eyes passed over familiar figures, Bei Mo, Ran Xiaoyuan, Liu Yue'er, Kong Yuanhao, Xiao Yun...
All these people are here to participate in the competition for quotas.
"The five-year 'Floating Mountain Competition' begins now!"
Deputy Hall Master Li of the Central Hall shouted loudly, his voice as majestic as a bell.
The whole place was silent.
The competition rules are still the "seven-game system" of previous years.
Each contestant has his own card number and draws lots to select his opponent.
Zhao Feng finished drawing the lots and returned behind the great elder.
"Junior Brother Zhao, in this competition, the strongest players should be 'Beimo' and 'Ran Xiaoyuan'. As long as you don't encounter them, you should have no problem winning four consecutive victories."
Yang Qian analyzed.
Bei Mo is the one with the highest qualifications, understanding, cultivation, and overall strength among the recent batch of new disciples.
Now, he has broken through the third level of transcendence, and his achievements have a tendency to surpass his master Yunhai Zhenren.
As for Ran Xiaoyuan, as a direct disciple of the sect master, his cultivation reached the third level peak, so he should not be underestimated.
"I know both of these two people."
Zhao Feng had a strange look on his face.
The competition will begin soon.
Buzz!
On the formation stage, a layer of transparent white ripples lit up. There were already two disciples on the stage, and they began to fight.
One of them is Xiao Yun.
After the mission in Xingjiazhuang, Xiao Yun took advantage of the opportunity and practiced hard to break through to the second level of transcendence.
But this time, his opponent was an old disciple who had reached the second level of mortal world.
After twenty moves of fighting, Xiao Yuan was defeated and left the field sadly.
The winner will advance to the next round and compete with other winners.
The competition proceeds in an orderly manner.
Bei Mo, Ran Xiaoyuan, Kong Yuanhao and other powerful disciples took action one by one.
In the eighth game, Beimo made a strong appearance.
"Beiming Tianshui!"
A dark blue real power surged around Bei Mo, surging like ripples of water, turning into a vortex shape, like a small waterfall, rushing straight several feet away.
"what happened!"
His opponent felt suffocated and his face turned red from holding back.
Wow!
The disciple who had reached the second level of transcendence spit out a mouthful of blood.
That layer of swirling dark blue ripples was withdrawn by Bei Mo with a "swish" sound. Otherwise, the move just now was enough to directly suppress the opponent to death.
"So strong!"
Many contestants present looked horrified, and even some of the true disciples were moved by it.