Seeing that Zhan Chen passed the test smoothly, the happiest person was Zhao He on the stage. He still had no wife and children, and Zhan Chen was the most popular among his apprentices. Therefore, Zhao He had already considered him
He treated it like his own son and thought to himself: What a wonderful thing this time, the golden dragon grass is finally found.
After the audition, the 25 winners were put aside. Some rushed to heal their injuries, and some rushed to recover their lost energy, because the next round of competition was about to follow.
The recovery ability of high-level martial arts masters is already very strong, and the sect has already prepared healing holy medicine and elixir for restoring true energy for them. Therefore, in just an hour, everyone recovered, and there is basically no risk of participating in the qualifying competition.
Although everyone is not in the best condition, they are mentally high-spirited because they will no longer have pressure. After this round, they are very hopeful to become an elite disciple.
After some time, Li Jianshu stood up and announced: Okay, please gather the top fifty disciples, we are about to have a ranking battle.
The 25 high-level martial arts disciples had to stand up and join together with the disciples of the martial arts master. Everyone knows that continuous fighting is greatly detrimental to them who have low cultivation level, but the competition arrangement is like this, for cultivation level
For taller people, give more tilt.
The arena for the competition has been set up. The qualifying competition is different from the audition. It is a one-on-one competition, and the winner can advance.
The arena was already crowded with disciples watching the match. They were eager to know who the elite disciples of this generation would be.
At this time, Tang Chuan walked onto the ring again and said to the 50 qualifying contestants standing below: This time the competition system has been reformed. In the first round, high-level martial arts players will challenge the martial arts Dzogchen players.
Didn't we all use a lottery system in the past? This was too unfair. The audience was suddenly in an uproar.
Tang Chuan said loudly: This is fair. What our academy wants is genius. The previous competition system is unreasonable. If you want to become an elite disciple with the strength of a high-level martial artist, you must not just rely on luck. If you are a genius, you should
We have the ability to leapfrog challenges. At this point, our sect will never bury a capable challenger.
The audience was stunned. It was indeed true. It would be unfair if a large number of disciples of the Great Perfection of Martial Arts were to be rejected, and instead high-level Martial Arts disciples were allowed to become elite disciples one after another.
Okay, let the game begin. First, you and Shang Tangchuan casually pointed at a high-level martial arts disciple and another Dzogchen disciple of the martial arts among the 50 people and said.
The two nodded and entered the ring at the same time. Almost everyone began to sweat for the high-level martial arts disciple.
At this time, Zhan Chen stared at Tang Chuan and thought to himself: It seems that this round of competition is not completely fair. To put it bluntly, it all depends on Tang Chuan's personal preference. If he likes a disciple, he can arrange a strength comparison for him.
I'm weak, but I don't know what his impression of me is.
At this time, the martial arts competition had already begun. As soon as it came up, the high-level martial arts disciple was completely suppressed by the disciples of the martial arts master. He could not survive three moves and was defeated in disgrace.
The next group is you and you. Tang Chuan immediately pointed to the two people in the team and said.
The first round of the competition progressed quickly. Of course, most of the high-level martial arts disciples were no match for the Dzogchen disciples of the martial arts, and basically could not survive the 10 moves.
Zhan Chen, on the other hand, was surprised by his unexpected luck and was ranked in the last group. It wasn't until all the great masters finished competing that Tang Chuan seemed to think of him. He pointed at Zhan Chen and another disciple of the Dzogchen who seemed to be a less famous martial arts master and said: "The last round."
It's your turn
At this time, Zhan Chen noticed that there seemed to be a hint of meaning in Tang Chuan's eyes when he looked at him. He suddenly understood that this elder was probably taking care of him. Why was that?
However, time did not allow him to think any more. At this time, his opponent had already entered the stage, so he had no choice but to cut off his distracting thoughts and jump onto the ring.
The other party introduced himself to him: My name is Lin Qing, what is my junior brother’s name?
War morning
Okay, junior brother is offended
The two of them took out their weapons at the same time, but Zhan Chen saw that the other person was holding an emerald green long sword, with an everlasting aura surging on it. His heart couldn't help but move, this Lin Qing actually practiced wood.
The attribute is infuriating, Jin Kemu, this game will be of great benefit to me.
Looking at the sword, Lin Qing was not humble in the Qingmian Sword Technique. As soon as his right foot touched the ground, he fired towards Zhan Chen. The long sword flew in his hand, and dozens of sword flowers immediately came towards him overwhelmingly, forming a formation.
An airtight green sword net seemed to drag Zhan Chen into the layers of sword shadows.
So quickly, Zhan Chen used the golden light sword without hesitation, otherwise he would only be tortured. A golden light flashed, and the sword net was shattered. In the competition, Zhan Chen actually had an absolute advantage.
For a moment, Lin Qing was stunned. Although his attributes were suppressed by Zhan Chen, his cultivation was definitely stronger than Zhan Chen. He couldn't understand why Zhan Chen was better than him in terms of sword speed and strength.
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A sword broke the opponent's sword technique. Zhan Chen saw Lin Qing was stunned by his strength. A bright light flashed in his eyes. He pursued the victory, raised the Tiger Roaring Sword, and shot a sword flower straight into his throat.
Only then did Lin Qing suddenly wake up. She leaned back to avoid Zhan Chen's sword strike, then stood up and turned over to the side to confront him again.
Zhan Chen followed closely, jumped up like a roc spreading its wings, and rushed towards Lin Qing. The tiger roared from above and slashed down again.
This cut was carried out with great momentum, but the silver light on the Tiger Roaring Sword burst out, making a long whistling sound, and even formed a virtual shadow of a tiger in the air, rushing towards Lin Qing on the ground, like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.
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Lin Qing's face to face with the Tiger Roaring Sword felt even more real. He felt that facing the phantom of the tiger, all the strength in his body seemed to be suppressed and he could not move. He even felt a tremor in his soul. He was horrified: This sword
What kind of sword is it? It is so extraordinary that it can create such a huge momentum and completely suppress itself.
Seeing that the long sword was about to fall on the front door, Lin Qing bit her tongue fiercely, and then broke away from the momentum, and hurriedly raised the sword above her head.
There was just a ding sound as the two swords collided together. The result can be imagined. Lin Qing's sword was knocked to the ground immediately, while Zhan Hu Roaring Sword landed firmly on his shoulder.
At this time, Zhan Chen breathed a sigh of relief and said: Senior brother, I accept the concession.
Having witnessed this battle, Li Jianshu's eyes flashed with strange light. He couldn't help stroking his long beard, nodding and secretly praising such a sword for such a young man.
And many elders were just like him, with astonishment flashing in their eyes.
Zhao He was so surprised that he stood up from his seat. Only then did he realize that he was a little too excited. He coughed a few times to cover it up and sat back down, but he couldn't.
I couldn't suppress the smile on my lips.
Now that Zhan Chen has reached the second round, doesn't it mean that he has a chance of winning when he competes for the spot of elite disciple?
There was also joy on Tang Chuan's face. Zhan Chen's outstanding performance in the martial arts competition in the outer sect was still deeply imprinted in his mind. How long had it passed before he was able to stand in the inner sect's ranking competition?
Such a genius is exactly what the sect needs
All of this made Tang Chuan finally act selfishly and arrange the weakest opponent for him.
Sure enough, Zhan Chen lived up to his expectations and defeated his opponent cleanly.
Su Yun, who was in the same row as him, also cast an encouraging look at him. At this time, she was actually very shocked. She never expected that Zhan Chen could reach this point.
Zhan Chen smiled proudly at her. Somehow, Su Yun noticed him, which made him feel particularly comfortable.
Only Lan Hong, who was sitting in the seat, and Wang Yin, who was in the audience, showed a sinister expression. They hated Zhan Chen the most, and naturally they didn't want to see him getting stronger.
In this way, 25 winners were selected. Among them, only Zhan Chen was a high-level martial artist. Everyone looked at him in the audience and pointed.
Tang Chuan cleared his throat and said: Next, we will conduct the second round of selection to determine the top ten players to participate in the final competition tomorrow. The remaining 25 people will come over to draw lots.
There will be a duel based on the numbers, and in short, the top 20 will be decided today as the elite disciples of our sect.
The sect master and our elders will score you based on your performance to determine your ranking. Only the top ten disciples will be eligible to participate in tomorrow's finals.
Is the second round of scoring? Zhan Chen thought to himself: It seems that in this round, the opinions of the elders and sect leaders have become very important. No matter what, I just need to keep winning. Next is the seat of the elite disciple.
Zhan Chen clenched his fists and was ambitious. As long as he needed it, he would be able to become an elite disciple.
Now let's all come and draw lots. At this time, Tang Chuan's voice rang out. Zhan Chen followed everyone and took out a piece of paper from his hand. He spread it out and saw that the number 19 was written on it.
Give me your number. Tang Chuan said again.
Everyone reported their numbers to Tang Chuan.
At this time, I heard Tang Chuan say: Okay, I know your numbers. The order of the next competition will be decided by the sect leader.
Tang Chuan did not tell Li Jianshu the numbers of each person, but Li Jianshu randomly selected the opponents to participate in the battle. In this way, the fairness of the competition could be guaranteed to the greatest extent.
After Tang Chuan finished speaking, he looked at Li Jianshu and reminded him that he could start.
Li Jianshu nodded, stood up and said: The first group consists of No. 2 versus No. 10.
Tang Chuan then sang: Lin Quan versus Suche
The two team members stepped onto the ring and started the first battle.
This time's competition is completely different from before. The duels are all between martial arts disciples, and the fights are extremely fierce and exciting.
After several groups of opponents decided the winner, Li Jianshu called again: No. 7 vs. No. 19
Zhang Ying vs. Zhan Chen
I was still immersed in the memory of the game just now, and I couldn't help but tremble when I heard the shout: Is it finally my turn again? Each opponent is stronger than the other.
So he adjusted his clothes, calmed down, and walked onto the ring.