The winter lunar month has passed and the twelfth lunar month is about to enter.
The end of the twelfth lunar month is the end of the new year.
This year's New Year's Eve, I can only spend it in a foreign land.
There is no way to reunite with Mrs. Yun, Xiao Cailing and the others.
When a person is in a foreign land, the only thing on his mind is becoming stronger.
Tomorrow is the day of the so-called outer disciples competition.
One night passed.
The sky was slightly bright and it was not yet midnight, so everyone walked towards the valley.
Today is the day when the outer disciples compete to be promoted to the inner disciples.
Although most of the outer disciples live outside the valley, for the convenience of the palace masters, the location of this competition is still set at the competition venue in the valley.
As everyone walked inside, the buildings in the valley were much more luxurious.
Shen Han rarely walked into the interior of Cangxuan Valley, and it was his first time to visit many places.
Follow other outer disciples and occasionally listen to some news.
After some inquiring, Shen Han discovered that there were actually many outer disciples in the valley.
It's just that these kind of outer disciples usually give up on cultivation.
He is said to be a disciple, but he is actually a servant.
However, the monthly money they receive is also the sect's contribution value, which they can use in exchange for resources.
After hearing this, Shen Han understood.
I heard before that there are hundreds of thousands of people in the entire Cangxuan Valley.
If it were just those outer disciples, it should be far from enough.
As a result, those servants were also included.
A group of people did not set foot on the magic weapon to show their respect.
It took almost three quarters of an hour to walk to the competition venue.
It is already Chen hour, and the competition begins at Si hour.
Of course, none of the palace masters have arrived yet.
Until a quarter of an hour was up, the palace masters finally arrived in twos and threes.
Sitting in the spectator seats, these palace masters whispered among themselves, not showing much interest in these competitions between the outer disciples.
Under normal circumstances, those who are capable and capable will not compromise and become external disciples.
At this moment, a senior sister from the inner sect came out and announced that the competition had officially begun.
There are actually no complicated rules in this competition.
There are only two people on the stage, the loser goes down and the winner continues.
Whether you can be promoted to an inner disciple or not has no direct relationship with whether you win or lose.
It's about asking someone among the seventeen palace masters to take a fancy to you and include you in the inner sect.
Sometimes, even though they lose, they show great talent and potential and still have hope of entering the inner gate.
Of course, if you keep winning, you will be invincible.
Then you can always show your face in the middle of the competition venue. If you keep showing your face, you will naturally be more likely to be noticed by the palace masters.
After the inner sect sister said something, disciples began to rush to enter the competition venue.
If everyone wants to show off, they enter the arena early to compete.
Later, when a master like that comes out, if he goes in, he will probably be treated as a sandbag.
If you are defeated in one or two moves then, what else will you show?
Around the competition venue, nearly a thousand outer disciples were watching.
But there are only one or two hundred people at most who are ready to take part in the competition.
Swords have no eyes, and you may get injured after all in a competition.
Although I have a soul, what if my body is injured?
They, the outer sect disciples, can learn some skills and return to their hometowns, and they will be very comfortable as local kings.
If you hurt your body here, then the gain outweighs the loss.
Therefore, there are only a few outer disciples who really dare to participate in the competition.
After all, a battle only gives ten contribution points, which is really not worth it.
In addition to the outer disciples, there are also many inner disciples who come here to observe.
They came here just to have fun.
Watching these outer disciples compete gave the inner disciples the feeling of watching novices pecking each other.
Although you won’t learn anything, it’s fun to watch.
In the venue, some inner disciples came in and scolded him.
After a while, only two people were left standing in it.
"Linhai Mansion, Lanlin."
"Xuyang Mansion, Chen Guangyin."
The two saluted each other, and then the competition officially began.
The spirit suddenly came out.
Both of their spirits looked extremely strong and thick, like giants who had stepped into Lilliput.
The next moment, one person's spirit held a giant sword in his hand, while the other person's spirit held a big axe.
Suddenly, the two people's spirits moved.
The huge sword and the big ax intersected, and the terrifying sound was deafening.
Between each move, the power of the Sixth Grade First Snow Realm is absolutely indispensable.
Shen Han raised his eyes and looked around. All the palace masters just glanced at each other and went to chat.
They really don't like a soul like this.
The moves look very powerful, but in a battle between strong men, they are meaningless.
Even the release of some powerful souls' pressure has already made them feel better.
The souls of the two people in front of them had no such pressure at all.
The two fought dozens of moves, and in the end the one with the big ax came out on top.
The big ax struck down, and the man on the other side couldn't bear it at all, and his whole soul was chopped into pieces.
Even the practitioners themselves suffered some injuries.
Seeing this scene, many outer sect disciples felt a little lucky that they did not participate in this promotion competition.
This is an injury, and I don't know how long it will take to recover.
If any foundation is damaged, it will be even more troublesome.
The first match was bloody, which made the people behind become wary, and many people backed down.
But there are so many people who want to join the inner sect.
Many people also have this kind of confidence.
After a while, someone else stepped into the competition venue.
These outer disciples try their best to show their strength and potential.
But many times, with just one glance, the palace masters already have judgments in their hearts.
The disciple with the big ax lost in the second game.
During the whole process, no palace master spoke, which basically meant that they had no chance of being with the inner disciples.
The competition lasted from Si hour to the end of noon, and more than twenty outer disciples had already come on stage to participate in the competition.
But no one was favored by the palace master.
The surrounding inner disciples were also joking and teasing each other.
From their point of view, the strength of these outer disciples is far behind.
Shen Han hesitated for a moment and was about to step in.
But another person walked in.
This man had an indifferent expression, but he looked like a master.
When an outer disciple puts on this look, he or she will usually be teased and laughed at.
But when he walked in, no one seemed to laugh at him.
"Zhang Xiangxiang took action."
Several people standing beside Shen Han seemed to recognize this person.
"If he stood up, who would dare to challenge him?"
"I thought he would have to meditate for another two years, but I didn't expect that he would take action this year."
Several outer disciples smiled helplessly, as if they recognized his strength.
Hearing this, Shen Han couldn't help but ask one more question.
"Three senior brothers, do you recognize this person?
Is he very famous among the outer disciples?"
Shen Han's tone was more polite, and when they heard what Shen Han said, few people stopped talking.
"At first glance, you appear to have entered the valley not long ago, and you don't even recognize Zhang Xiangxiang.
He used to be an inner disciple of Linhai Mansion, and I heard that he was quite popular with his master.
But more than a year ago, he felt that he was not strong enough to bear the title of inner disciple.
He took the initiative to demote himself from inner disciple to outer disciple.
He also started doing hard work like the rest of us, earning contributions in exchange for spiritual resources.
But after all, he was once an inner sect disciple, and Linhai Mansion still favored him and would often send him a lot of resources."
"I don't know what being an outer disciple for more than a year has brought to him."
After hearing the words of the three people, Shen Han finally understood.
This Zhang Xiangxiang had the strength of an inner disciple before.
Today, he came to announce his return.
In the competition venue, the former disciple's face was full of bitterness.
The two saluted each other, and then the competition began
Zhang Xiangxiang's soul was completely black, and facing his opponent, there was an incomparable surge of terrifying power.
The next moment, several black clouds shrouded the sky.
His momentum alone is enough to make his opponents fearful.
The strength of the inner disciples is truly a qualitative leap compared to the outer disciples.
At this moment, the palace masters finally became a little more serious.
"This disciple of Master He seems to have gained experience and achieved enlightenment.
Now the power of this soul should be stronger than many inner disciples."
Hearing this, Master He of Linhai Mansion not far away also smiled happily.
"Xiangxiang, this kid, is mainly too strict with himself.
In fact, he was already very good more than a year ago.
But the master of this palace still supports his decision. If you want to get the best, you must seek the best.
He wants to go further, and this is necessary."
After saying this, Zhang Xiangxiang had already won.
His soul is really like a ghost, directly strangling and devouring the opponent's soul.
If he was cruel, his opponent would probably be dead.
Zhang Xiangxiang stood in the center of the competition venue. His victory seemed to be no doubt in everyone's eyes.
This is indeed the case.
The souls of other outer disciples look strong, but the gap is really huge.
Standing in the competition venue, Zhang Xiangxiang said nothing, waiting for the challenge from others.
After a while, some outer disciples came up to challenge him.
After all, if you miss an opportunity, it's better to miss it every time.
It's just the result, there's no suspense at all.
Zhang Xiangxiang's strength is much stronger than these outer disciples.
Under the strong pressure, there is almost no way.
It is difficult to even take advantage of it.
After two consecutive defeats, those who came forward to challenge also stopped.
Losing in just one move, what does this show?
Today's promotion competition is probably about to end.
In the center of the competition venue, Zhang Xiangxiang was standing there, and no one came out to challenge him.
After a moment, behind the crowd, Zheng Changnian stood up with a smile.
"Shen Han, haven't you, a person from the Shanbei Region, always been very arrogant and looked down upon by everyone?
If you have a chance today, shouldn't you show off your skills?"
When Zheng Changnian spoke, everyone started to look around.
Who is this Shen Han?
Soon, the outer disciples of Feixia Mansion immediately pointed out Shen Han to others.
This Shen Han offended Zheng Changnian, so he was pulled out and whipped on this occasion.
And now, Zheng Changnian is not the only one who is unhappy with Shen Han.
Many of the outer disciples of Feixia Mansion couldn't stand Shen Han.
After all, in their opinion, the training of the outer disciples was canceled because of Shen Han.