Huang Yi also spent a lot of time doing his homework this month, listing the ten strongest outer disciples obtained from others. One of these ten people is his goal today. If he can defeat the other party, he will be among the top ten. In this way, when others laugh at Dian Wan and Zixiong in the future, he will not be accompanied by him.

Thinking of the list he listed, Huang Yi couldn't help but look at the ten strongest outer disciples, especially the top five. Although he wanted to defeat the top ten, his real goals would always be the top five, or even the top three. Huang Yi was full of confidence and ambition.

The first one is a man with a blue-faced face, dressed as a scholar, holding a folding fan in his hand. Although his face is average, he is quite graceful. It is said that he is the royal family of Zheng Kingdom, named Zheng Hao.

The second one is a woman. There are too few female warriors who can reach the strong muscle level. It would be even more incredible if they can still become the best among the outer disciples.

On the first day of the first entry of the Fire Poison Immortal Palace, the woman beat three outer disciples who whistled at her to the point of being blue and swollen.

Speaking of which, Huang Yi was beaten by three martial arts practitioners that day, and the woman beat three outer disciples to have a bruised face. The height between the two was obvious at a glance.

The difference is that Huang Yi became a joke, and this woman named Zi Shang became a heroine. From then on, no one dared to speak disrespectful in front of her, and he absolutely did not dare to whistle.

Huang Yi was so arrogant that he felt that he was definitely not Zi Shang's opponent.

However, Huang Yi's eyes remained around Zi Shang for a while.

Because Zi Shang’s master is also a newcomer to join the Fire Poison Immortal Palace this year, but she is a Qi training cultivator. After many tests, she directly became an inner disciple.

At this time, many outer disciples and even inner disciples were blindly looking at Zi Shang and her master, Hong Jing.

It's so coincidental that an inner disciple can have three outer disciples. In addition to Zi Shang, two women also become Hong Jing's disciples. In this way, wherever the master and disciple go, the focus is there.

Not only were the outer disciples drooling, but even the inner monks were very attentive.

Especially after many people knew that Hong Jing was Fang Dang's wife, Hong Jing became even more attractive.

Who hasn't heard of Fang Dang's reputation in the entire Xuantian Continent?

Unfortunately, Fang Dang rushed up like a comet, but died like a meteor. It came too fast, caught people off guard, walked too fast, and made people unprepared.

So Fang Dang became a legend, turning the legendary woman into my woman, then wouldn’t I be even more legendary than the legend?

A group of dirty men were filled with dirty thoughts.

So Hong Jing is like a wolf pack here.

"I heard that some time ago, Master Feng Yun had gone to find Master Hong, but I don't know what the two of them had talked about in private. In the end, Master Feng Yun was driven out by Master Hong. Tsk, the slap on Master Feng Yun's face was black and purple."

"Is that right? Uncle Feng Yun looks hypocritical. He shouldn't have done such a thing, right?"

"Tsk tsk, what do you know? I heard that Master Feng Yun couldn't swallow this and privately asked the three apprentices to attack Master Hong's three female apprentices. They are really not man."

"Shh, whisper, don't be heard by Master Feng Yun."

"However, you have to draw lots to meet Master Hong's three female disciples. If you can't touch them, there is nothing you can do."

...

Dian Wan, who had been drowsy, suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked diagonally opposite, and saw a middle-aged man of medium size there.

This is Feng Yun. Feng Yun has a gentleman face, a very decent face, a pair of bright eyes, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks like a person who abides by etiquette.

Behind Feng Yun were Sun Zheng and three outer disciples who beat Huang Yi that day.

Sun Zheng's eyes were staring at another female disciple named Qiu Yue, who was staring at Hong Jing's other disciple, who was a disciple of Hong Jing, and he never finished it. Obviously, Sun Zheng knew his identity and was not too ambitious. More importantly, he knew that his master Feng Yun had an intention to Hong Jing, so of course he did not dare to be disrespectful to Hong Jing at all. He settled down and looked at Qiu Yue, who looked handsome and delicate.

The other two outer disciples behind Sun Zheng focused on Hong Jing's other two female disciples.

Dian Wan's gaze narrowed for a while, and then returned to normal.

The results of the lottery were soon released.

The forty-three teams each look for opponents, one-on-two, three-on-four, four-on-five, and so on.

Tonghuo sat in front of the three of them, looked at the lottery that Huang Yi had drawn, and then handed the lottery to Huang Yi.

Huang Yi took a look and found it was No. 8 sign.

Huang Yi then found the No. 9 sign from other teams.

Seeing the other party Huang Yi's mouth twitching, he couldn't help but thrust, and he screamed in his heart.

He has always hoped to become famous and get rid of the previous laughing stock. He even put his goal in the top three, but he never said he wanted to put his goal in the first place.

Basically no one can defeat him in the first place because he is the only one among the newcomers in this class who has reached the level of Qi training and has become an outer disciple of a monk.

This guy is named Hao Zheng, the third son of the marquis of Xiaguozhen. He is slender and handsome. Such a guy should be burned to death. Not only is his family rich, he also has a beautiful face. This is actually nothing. After all, embroidered pillows are everywhere in this world, but Hao Zheng not only has a beautiful face, but also has excellent cultivation and has become a veritable monk.

Such a guy is simply the enemy of everyone in the world.

If there are two words "genius" in the world, if these words can only be used on one person, then they will definitely not be used on Huang Yi, but will be bet on Hao Zheng.

Although Huang Yi was unwilling to admit this, he had to admit it.

The monks around him immediately showed a gloating expression when they saw the bronze fire pulling the sign against Yunjiu, and they also breathed a sigh of relief.

Hao Zheng is already a Qi Refining Cultivator. Whoever encounters who is unlucky can give up directly.

Soon after, the opponent was allocated.

That's the beginning of the competition.

The first ones to appear were the three disciples of the inner disciple Zhaixing and the three disciples of Zhao Hexiang.

The two sides fought very well, and the scene was chaotic, with tigers and tigers shaking like jade, tendons and veins flexing like collapse, and blood flowing like a river.

Many warriors are deeply attracted. After all, when they reach their level, it is difficult to see warriors in the strong muscle realm in the lower world to compete for their cultivation, and it is difficult to see even a life-and-death struggle.

Huang Yi was firmly attracted. When the two sides decided to win, Huang Yi couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead and sighed: "So amazing, so awesome. These guys are just slightly inferior to me."

Huang Yi said, subconsciously looking at Dian Wan and Zixiong behind him.

Then Huang Yi felt powerlessness again. One of the two guys was creaking, using chopsticks to pick up insects from the palm of his hand, and the other half-squinted his eyes and pretended to sleep.

What the hell!

Even if you two are monsters, please be more serious, okay?

Huang Yi pulled his hair hard and comforted himself that people and beasts are different after all.

Don't be angry with animals.

Fights passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was the turn of copper fire to Yunjiu.

This is a battle without any suspense. Many outer disciples began to close their eyes and rest. After all, they saw a lot of wonderful battles before, and they needed some time to digest the content. The battle in front of them was recognized as useless, so no one focused on this battle. With this time, it would be better to maintain a sufficient spirit and watch the next battle.

Huang Yi said at this time: "That guy named Hao Zheng is a cultivator at the Qi training level. He has a very high cultivation level. None of us is his opponent, but he himself is not important. After all, the rule here is to win two games, so as long as we can defeat the two warriors outside Hao Zheng, we will also win."

"Have you heard of Tian Ji's horse racing story? Tsk tsk, I know you two have never heard of it. What I mean is to use the weakest to fight against the strongest, and use the strongest to defeat the weakest, so when fighting against Hao Zheng, you need the guys among us who are not sure about winning. Zixiong, do you know your own mission now?"

Zixiong never put down the chopsticks in his hand from beginning to end, and his mouth never stopped for a moment. The creaking sound came into his ears, causing a blue vein on Huang Yi's forehead to jump up suddenly.

He said a lot, his mouth was thirsty, and Zixiong seemed to have no idea of ​​listening at all.

Looking at Dian Wan again, he looked exhausted and drowsy.

Huang Yi felt that he was about to collapse. Even if you two were monsters, you still had to show the dignity of monsters? What is the difference between being a human without dignity and being a salted fish?

At this time, Hao Zheng on the opposite side was already standing on the battle stage. Many monks around were booing loudly, thinking that Tonghuo's disciples did not even have the courage to stand out.

Tonghuo frowned slightly, turned his head to look at Huang Yi and others, looking unhappy.

Huang Yi was about to ask Zixiong to go out to fight, but Tonghuo said directly: "Huang Yi, go!"

Huang Yi was stunned for a moment and then petrified.

He always wanted to vent his anger and turn over completely, and ask him to deal with anyone, and he would move forward bravely. But it was Hao Zheng that he had no choice but to fight with the other party.

Huang Yi felt that the sky had collapsed, but the copper fire had already ordered it. Huang Yi had no choice but to look at Zixiong and Dian Wan in resentment, and scolded these two lucky guys in his heart.

Huang Yi walked on the court and then came down. Huang Yi hoped that he would lose even if he lost. But this battle would be glorious, not to mention glorious, it would be nice if he was not embarrassed.

Huang Yi only played three moves in front of Hao Zheng, and was carried off the arena.

Qi-refining cultivators are really too strong, and there is an insurmountable gap between warriors and monks.

So this battle was indeed the most boring battle as everyone expected, and there was no need to watch it, and there was no rise in the turmoil at all.

Huang Yi was given a discount on one leg, but the pain on his legs was nothing, far from being as sad as he felt at this time.

Now it seems that the hat that is ridiculed everywhere has to be worn. It is impossible for him to justify himself in a while. The feeling that I was awesome, but I could only be treated as digestion. I had powerful power but had nowhere to display it. Thinking of the faces of those guys who mocked him, the strong Huang Yi was almost about to cry. His life was really bad.

Yunjiu's second disciple was already standing in the arena at this time, and Tonghuo said, "Zixiong, go."

When Zixiong, who was eating insects, heard this, quickly used chopsticks to send all the insects in his palm into his mouth, and then walked directly to the competition arena with a big belly.

At this time, Dian Wan's eyes, who had been drowsy, opened slightly.

The monks around had just recovered their energy and were now looking at the field.

Yunjiu's second disciple has a low cultivation level, so he can only be considered a medium level and has no outstanding points.
Chapter completed!