"Our tenth district has a total of more than three thousand disciples. Looking at this situation, there should be more than a thousand people coming. It seems that although the Sword Pool Competition is a competition for Nascent Soul Realm disciples, there are still many people paying attention."

Lin Xiaowu nodded to himself, then shook his head, "It's a pity that the master didn't follow."

Speaking of this, Deng Chen and Song Yufei both sighed helplessly.

They wanted to drag Old Yun over early in the morning, but Old Yun was lying on the bed, fast asleep, smelling of alcohol. Apparently he drank too much last night and couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed.

They had no choice, the game was about to start, so they had no choice but to rush over. When they saw many elders coming with their disciples, they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but it was a pity that Old Man Yun couldn't see their performance.

"Don't be discouraged. When we get the quota for the competition, we can go back and tell Mr. Yun. He will definitely be very happy."

Lin Xiaodao.

Deng Chen and Song Yufei nodded and were about to speak.

"Haha, you guys are really here. I thought you didn't dare to come after you signed up."

A sarcastic voice sounded, and several figures were seen approaching. The one who spoke was none other than Tong Fei.

"That's okay. We'll enter the secret realm later. You'd better pray not to run into us, otherwise, I will make you regret participating!"

Tong Fei smiled playfully.

"It's not certain who regrets it, don't be too arrogant!"

Deng Chen responded coldly, clenching his fists.

"It turns out that the three of them are Old Man Yun's disciples. They look average. No wonder they almost died outside a few days ago. Their strength is not that good, and their tone is not bad. But I advise you, keep your tail between your legs, otherwise you will end up like this.

It will be miserable!”

Next to Tong Fei, the tall young man spoke calmly, a trace of disdain flashing across his face.

"Let's go, there's no need to waste time on a few rubbish."

The dark-skinned young man said coldly, ignored the three of them, and walked past them.

Tong Fei and the tall young man followed behind, with a playful smile on their lips.

"It's really arrogant."

Lin Xiao grinned and looked at the figures of the three people. He was smiling but not smiling, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Let them be arrogant for a while, and when they enter the secret realm, they will cry!"

Song Yufei frowned slightly and snorted coldly.

This is not an angry talk. Song Yufei has practiced hard during this period, and with the guidance of Old Man Yun, her strength has improved a lot, especially her understanding of double swords. She is confident that even if she faces Tong Fei alone,

Not false at all.

"That's right, the humiliation from a few months ago must be returned to them this time, otherwise you will really think that I, Deng Chen, is easy to bully! In the ancient continent, few people who dare to offend me will end up well. These few

Guys are no exception!”

Deng Chen cracked his knuckles and suppressed the anger in his heart.

No matter what, they are all peerless geniuses from all continents. They are naturally proud and their dignity cannot be trampled on. They will never swallow this tone. Sooner or later, they will get it back. Today is their chance.

"Calm down, getting a spot in the competition is the most important thing, don't let anger get to your head."

Lin Xiao reminded.

"Don't worry, I understand."

Deng Chen nodded. He was not the kind of person who would be easily swayed by anger, otherwise he wouldn't be here.

"That's Mu Xiuyuan?"

Song Yufei pointed to one side.

Lin Xiao and Deng Chen looked around and saw Tong Fei and three people communicating with a white-haired old man. The white-haired old man's eyes were deep, giving people the feeling of being in a deep city. After saying a few words, they walked to a separate viewing area.

On stage.

Mu Xiuyuan, one of the three elders of Fairy Sword Mountain! His status is second only to the district chief.

"That should be the case. This person seems to have some issues with our master."

Deng Chen said in a deep voice.

Lin Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Mu Xiuyuan, his eyes flashed a few times, thoughtfully.

"Look, it's Elder Liang!"

Suddenly, someone shouted.

Many people turned their eyes and saw several figures flying towards them. The leader was an old man with a round face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and he looked very kind.

Behind the round-faced old man, there were three disciples, who were obviously here to compete.

"That kid's name is Gao Yan, and he's said to be from Fenjue Continent!"

"Feng Jue Continent! That is one of the top low-level continents."

"Furthermore, this Gao Yan joined the Immortal Sword Mountain with the third place in Fen Jue Continent. It is said that this person has the blood of the Flame Demon in his body, talent and strength. Among the freshmen selected at this martial arts event, he is definitely first-rate.

With the existence of one, there is a good chance of getting a quota.”

Someone commented.

Hearing this, many people's eyes fell on the one in the middle of the three disciples. He was a young man with thick eyebrows. He looked calm and looked straight ahead. His facial muscles were sharp and angular, giving people a sense of perseverance, as if they were a piece of cake.

Hard rock.

The most special thing is that his pupils are fiery red, as if there is a gleam of fire hidden deep in his eyes, making people afraid to look directly.

"Hey, that's...Elder Yu!"
Chapter completed!