Back outside the hut, Su Yizhao did not enter the house immediately.

He stood outside for four or five breaths.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual around him, he slowly walked to the corner of the wooden house.

There were a few fist-sized stones there, placed sparsely and haphazardly.

He leaned over and grabbed the empty space with his right hand.

His right hand seemed to be holding something. When he retracted it, a ripple appeared in the void.

A transparent cloth appears on the hand.

As he thought, a purple light flashed and disappeared into the storage bag.

Unfold the transparent cloth.

Only the size of an ordinary human head.

This was what he got when he killed a casual cultivator.

Although it is not big, it can shield the spiritual consciousness of monks. It is extremely miraculous and has repeatedly performed extraordinary feats in law enforcement.

Return to the hut and sit down cross-legged.

Bright eyes stared at the closed wooden door.

The competition is only half a month away!

To what extent will the Great Elder increase the difficulty of the competition?

"master......!"

In mid-air, Li Xiuyue's voice was immediately interrupted, "Xiuyue, Su Yizhao is indeed excellent, even outstanding!"

Li Xiuyue's eyes lit up.

"But, only for the Xuan Qi Sect!" The great elder's voice contained no emotion.

"When you get to the main sect, you will find that there are people who are ten times and a hundred times better than him!"

Li Xiuyue's eyes darkened, and then she begged: "Master, please don't make the competition more difficult? Or, don't make it too difficult!"

"Since you opened your mouth, then increase it appropriately!"

"this......!"

Gravel City, Xuanqi Gate.

More than a thousand disciples gathered in the square.

Today is the day to take part in the competition!

Su Yizhao, dressed in Tsing Yi, stood quietly on the edge of the square!

Sixteen cities, sixteen Xuanqi gates.

Each sect has a thousand people participating, so there are already 16,000 monks.

But among these 16,000 monks, only 16 can enter the main sect.

He slowly walked towards the crowd.

Suddenly.

Feeling something in my heart, I turned around slowly!

He saw a tall young male cultivator walking straight towards him.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes!

The person coming is none other than Senior Brother, Shi Feichen!

"Elder brother, you, what are you?"

Shi Feichen smiled heartily and said: "Junior brother, join in the fun!"

Su Yizhao couldn't help but wonder, "You said you would never leave here without wearing a gold medal!"

"Hehe, there are some changes. It would be nice to go to the main sect to have a look!"

This is easy to say!

Is it possible to go to Zongzong whenever you want?

Su Yizhao saw a hint of solemnity in his eyes!

At this time, a voice came: "Eighth disciples, come with me to Linhai County!"

Su Yizhao heard the sound and looked over, only to see a figure rushing into the sky.

"The sect master will personally lead the team?"

"Yes, is it really the master of the sect?"

"Five God Realm! Let's go!"

While everyone was discussing, they all jumped into the air.

In an instant, more than a thousand monks were like a flock of birds, covering the sky and the sun, flying towards the northwest.

Su Yizhao naturally knew the sect leader Wan Gaofei.

When I wore the gold medal of the Law Enforcement Hall, I was able to meet the sect leader and was even encouraged by him.

"Junior brother, let's go!"

Shi Feichen said hello and flew away as well.

Su Yi looked at the dense crowd, sighed, took out his flying sword, and followed closely.

After three days of galloping all the way, we finally arrived!

A magnificent city stands in the distance!

But their destination was obviously not the city, but the huge open space outside the city.

In the open space, fifteen groups of monks sat cross-legged everywhere.

Before they landed, a voice came from the ground.

"Junior Brother Wan, I didn't expect that you are at the bottom in cultivation and you are also the last to arrive. Do you feel that there is no hope?"

Wan Gaofei snorted coldly and said: "Senior Brother Yan, I don't think you are much better than me?"

Everyone landed slowly as Wan Gaofei flew to the ground.

At this time, I realized that the atmosphere in Nuoda's empty space was somewhat solidified.

Seen from a high altitude, it looks like a small pile.

But when they landed on the ground, they discovered fifteen groups of monks, each group containing more than a thousand people!

Presumably, these are the monks from other cities participating in the competition.

"Haha, at least I'm better than you. Do you want to take a gamble?"

Wan Gaofei stood in front of everyone. Hearing this, his body trembled slightly, and he slowly turned around, his eyes scanning everyone.

Su Yizhao felt his eyes linger on him for a moment, and finally focused on a tall monk.

"Why don't you dare? Who else wants to bet? I'll take it anyway!"

When Su Yizhao and others heard this, their bodies could not help but stiffen slightly.

Originally, the competition to enter the main sect was just to select talents.

But at some point, the stakes of the sixteen sect masters became larger and larger, and the competition gradually became cruel.

In recent years, as long as the teams participating in gambling have suffered serious casualties, almost their entire army has been wiped out.

Su Yizhao naturally heard about this.

But he has always been on the edge of life and death. Although he is under pressure, he can face it calmly!

"Junior Brother Wan rarely participates, but this year he is so heroic. I, Ningjiang City, am betting on it!"

"Haha, I, Taishan City, also took a gamble!"

"Perhaps Junior Brother Wan really has secretly cultivated disciples? Naturally, I, Darao City, want to see them!"

...

Wan Gaofei looked solemn, and within a few breaths, the other fifteen cities had all participated.

"This is the first time that sixteen cities participate at the same time. Haha, the stakes seem a bit high! But I like it!"

The rules of betting are that winning or losing depends on the number of people entering the main clan.

As long as one person can be retained to enter the main sect, they will be in an invincible position.

If there are two people, it means that there is no one in the city, and the city without people will be miserable.

One less person loses 160,000 black stones.
To be continued...