"The Divine Sword Pavilion recruits disciples once every ten years. Anyone under the age of twenty has the opportunity to enter the Divine Sword Pavilion. As the peripheral strength of the Divine Sword Pavilion, the three major families can get thirty places first. The top thirty disciples can
Join the Divine Sword Pavilion."
After everyone sat down, a middle-aged warrior in white stood up and said loudly, with a look of arrogance on his face, completely ignoring the disciples of the three major families.
Liu Yi learned from the words of these disciples that this middle-aged strong man in white was a strong man in the Zhenwu Realm, and was the main figure in Shenjian Pavilion who came to Qingyun County to recruit disciples.
Xiao Tianyou, the great protector of the outer sect of Shenjian Pavilion, is already at the True Martial Realm. Although he has not reached the True Martial Realm for a long time, such a person can be regarded as a top master in Qingyun County.
After he finished speaking, he sat down and closed his eyes slightly, not paying attention to the competition between the three low-level disciples of the family.
Anyway, the three families have a total of thirty places. No matter how they compete, after they have conquered the Divine Sword Pavilion, they still have to choose based on their talent and strength. Genius disciples will naturally enter the inner sect, and those with poor strength can only be in the outer sect. If they are not good enough, they will be the top ones.
A handyman disciple.
"In this competition, fifty disciples from each family can participate in the competition, and they will be selected according to the elimination system to determine the final thirty."
"Disciples of the three major families, if you draw your own family, you can draw again. Now start to choose your opponent. The number of the position you are sitting on now is your own number."
After Zhang Qingfeng finished speaking to the middle-aged man in white at Shenjian Pavilion, he took out a huge box. As for what was inside, no one knew.
After hearing Zhang Qingfeng's words, everyone understood that there should be lots in it. The quota for one hundred and fifty disciples is one hundred and fifty lots. After the lot is drawn, they will compete according to the numbers on the lot. Number one will fight against number two.
No. 3 vs. No. 4.
After this round, seventy-five people will be eliminated. Next, there will be a competition between two disciples with similar numbers. After elimination, there will only be thirty-eight people left, because one person can have one less competition.
Thirty-eight people have to eliminate the remaining eight people. As for those eight, it depends on the chance of drawing lots. Those with the lower numbers will be eliminated unless they challenge, defeat the opponent, and seize the opponent's quota.
Zhang Qingfeng explained all the rules and finally asked the disciples to go and draw their own numbers. Everyone was excited and worried about drawing the later numbers.
One hundred and fifty disciples lined up to draw, and the disciples from the three families were mixed together. If the lot drawn was from their own family, they would be drawn again.
Soon, the disciples of the three major families each held the jade sign they signed in. Liu Yi looked at his number with a faint bitter smile on his face.
Number 150, this is too coincidental. This number itself has a slight advantage. If it is later, it will be a victory, and I have to challenge it again.
The same person as him was Liu Qingyue. Their numbers were one hundred and fifty and one hundred and forty-eight. There was one person between them.
In other words, if the two of them win the elimination test, they will have to challenge it again at the end, or give up the opportunity to enter the Divine Sword Pavilion.
Liu Qinghe drew the first number and the Zhang family number two. Seeing the gap between the two, Liu Yi had a faint smile on his face. There was no suspense in such a competition. Liu Qinghe was at the eighth level of martial arts realm.
The opponent is only at the peak of the seventh-level martial arts realm.
"No. 1, Liu Qinghe."
"No. 2, Zhang Cheng."
"The competition can begin."
The Zhang family advocate Xiaotian shouted loudly, without any emotion on his face. He is just a disciple of the Zhang family. For the Zhang family, there are many such seventh-level martial arts realm disciples. This one and others have been eliminated.
"Great Compassion Palm"
Liu Qinghe looked at his opponent Zhang Cheng, with a confident smile on his face. He moved one hand with one hand, and the whole body's zhenqi circulated. A faint fierce energy exuded from the palm, and he struck out with one hand in the air, with domineering palm power.
He went straight to Zhang Cheng with great energy.
"Qingyun Thorn."
Seeing Liu Qinghe's eighth-level martial arts realm, Zhang Cheng trembled in his heart. A competition with such a disparity was simply a joke. However, he found that Liu Qinghe's palm power was the real energy in his body, and the high-level mortal weapon Qingyun thorn behind him was fierce.
Stab it out.
At the same time, he flashed his body, trying to dodge the attack of the Great Compassion Palm. Several palm prints from the Great Compassion Palm flew around, which immediately dazzled Zhang Cheng. Qingyun stabbed into the air. When he reacted, a powerful palm force hit him hard.
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With a light body, he was thrown up like a kite with a broken string, and then fell hard to the ground. Liu Qinghe stood gracefully on the steps with a confident smile on his face.
"No. 1 wins, No. 2 is eliminated."
Zhang Xiaotian shouted expressionlessly, "The Zhang family has one less disciple. For the Zhang family, it is also a loss. They have lost an opportunity to compete."
It was Zhang Cheng's bad luck to meet a talented disciple like Liu Qinghe. If he met other disciples of the Liu family, he would definitely win.
"No. 3 Liu Wuxin, No. 4 Li Chengzhi."
"It's time to compete."
After Zhang Xiaotian announced Liu Qinghe's victory, he called out numbers three and four. The second round was for disciples of the Liu family and the disciples of the Li family. After the two disciples jumped up the steps, Liu Yi already knew the outcome.
Although Liu Wuxin is at the seventh level of martial arts realm, he has just reached the seventh level of martial arts realm, and his opponent is at the eighth level of martial arts realm. There is no suspense in this competition.
Soon, the competition between the two ended, Liu Wuxin failed, and the Li family gave birth to Li Chengzhi.
An hour passed, and most of the disciples had competed. Seventeen disciples from the Liu family won, twenty-six from the Zhang family, and thirty from the Li family.
Compared with the Zhang family and the Li family, the Liu family was so far behind in the first round. Although there were still two people, Liu Yi and Liu Qingyue, who did not compete, there was one from the Zhang family and one from the Li family. The Liu family completely lost in the first round.
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Moreover, there is no competition for an eighth-level martial arts realm in the Li family. The Zhang family is also an eighth-level martial arts realm. As for the Liu family, only Liu Qingyue is an eighth-level martial arts realm. As for the other one, when everyone sees the remaining one
, laughing in his heart, with a look of disdain on his face.
The Liu family actually allowed a waste who couldn't practice to compete, and no one could see Liu Yi's cultivation clearly, so they thought that Liu Yi had no cultivation. Such a waste, let alone the eighth level of martial arts, even the first level of martial arts
The situation was defeated.
Is there really no one in the Liu family, even a loser is invited to compete, or is Liu Chengfeng just wishful thinking that his son can enter the Divine Sword Pavilion?