Under the watchful eyes of countless disciples, Qin Yu and Lu Qilin entered directly into the center of the square, where all the sequences were basically in place, waiting for the start of the disciple competition.
Unlike the middle competition and the small competition, there are very few people who can participate in the disciple competition, so it is not as complicated as the first two competitions. The entire disciple competition is divided into two parts: melee and solo competition.
A melee, as the name suggests, means everyone fights together. In the end, it ends when only 300 people are left.
As for the independent battle, it is a test of one's true strength. Each of the three hundred disciples who have passed the melee will have a token, and each token represents a challenge opportunity. The loser's token will be obtained by the victor.
Within a certain time limit, the nine people with the most tokens have the qualifications to enter the Ancient Sacred Broken Scripture Pavilion.
Although the rules of the disciple competition seem to be very simple, if you really try to figure it out, you will find that under these two rules, it is almost impossible to fish in troubled waters. Those who persist to the end will definitely be outstanding in strength.
"Brother Li, you can participate. I will go to the viewing platform to watch." Lu Qilin did not need to participate in the disciple competition. After explaining the rules of the competition to Qin Yu, he left.
Qin Yu stood in the center of the square, calmly scanning the surrounding disciples. Among them, he saw several familiar figures, Mu Zhanyun, Xiang Kui, and Wang Chenglong. Qin Yu's eyes paused for a moment on Wang Chenglong, and his face showed
A vague smile.
When Qin Yu came over, Wang Chenglong kept staring at Qin Yu out of the corner of his eye. When he saw Qin Yu's gaze, his face was a little gloomy, but there was a sneer in his eyes.
"Junior Brother Li!" Just when Qin Yu looked away, he heard a familiar voice. Qin Yu turned his head and found that Wen Dedao was also walking over.
"Senior Brother Wen." Qin Yu smiled lightly, with a hint of expectation in his eyebrows. Qin Yu was really looking forward to Wen Dedao's strength.
Over the years, there are very few people Qin Yu can't see through, and Wen Dedao is one.
"Pay attention to the first melee. The rest shouldn't be much of a problem." Wen Dedao walked up to Qin Yu, scanned the surrounding disciples, and warned.
"I know." Qin Yu nodded.
The beautiful tree was bound to be destroyed by Lin Feng. When Qin Yu knew that the first competition between the disciples was a melee, he thought that he would become the target of public criticism. After all, he exposed most of his strength when he killed Liu Yuanlong, which would definitely arouse the hostility of many disciples.
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"If you can, just follow me." Wen Dedao suddenly said meaningfully.
This made Qin Yu not only stunned, but also glanced at Wen Dedao and nodded.
"Be careful, there is someone competing against you." While Qin Yu was waiting quietly, another voice sounded in his mind. Qin Yu was stunned for a moment. Judging from the voice, it turned out to be Mu Zhanyun.
This not only surprised Qin Yu, but he also didn't expect that Mu Zhanyun would kindly remind him.
Qin Yu did not look at Mu Zhanyun, but sent a message and replied: "Thank you, Brother Pastor."
As for the "people" Mu Zhanyun mentioned, Qin Yu didn't even have to think about it. They should be Wang Chenglong's Sword Demon lineage, or at most the Wu Lie lineage. As for these people, Qin Yu would naturally not take them seriously.
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Half an hour later.
With hundreds of thousands of disciples waiting, the once-in-a-millennium disciple competition begins.
"The disciple competition, the first one, is a melee. No matter life or death in the melee, any disciple can abstain. Entering the vortex is the beginning." An old voice echoed over the square, and in the center, a huge one emerged.
swirl.
Wang Chenglong in the distance glanced at Qin Yu, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and disappeared.
"Let's go." Wen Dedao glanced at Qin Yu, and after saying that, he stepped into the whirlpool. Qin Yu followed him and entered it. Stepping into the whirlpool, the scene in front of him changed drastically. Many disciples all appeared.
An ancient bronze duel arena. The walls around the duel arena are a hundred feet high. They are all made of bronze and are engraved with dense patterns. There is a rich and powerful power of rules permeating the walls.
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Before Qin Yu could take a closer look, he felt a sense of danger in his heart. He turned his head slightly, but saw dozens of disciples all emitting their strongest auras, each using their magical powers to attack fiercely.
"Junior Brother Li, are you coming or am I coming?" Wen Dedao stood beside Qin Yu and asked as he glanced at the rushing disciples.
"I would like to see the strength of Senior Brother Wen." Qin Yu smiled lightly.
"Okay!" Wen Dedao did not refuse and nodded directly. He suddenly sat down cross-legged, spread his hands into an arch shape, and shouted in a low voice: "Come out!!"
Along with Wen Dedao's words, light suddenly bloomed from his body, and a huge figure appeared in the light he radiated. Gradually, this figure actually materialized.
The moment dozens of disciples attacked, a roar echoed through the sky.
"Roar!!"
The sound was deafening, making all the disciples in the duel field extremely shocked. They all turned their heads in fear to look at the huge figure that appeared behind Wen Dedao.
This huge figure looks like an ape, but what is shocking is that there is a dragon head on top of this ape's body!!
"What's this??"
The disciples in the duel field were all shocked. The aura exuded by this figure was so terrifying that it made them feel as if they were facing a powerful person at the peak of the fairyland...
"Bang bang bang!" Not only the surrounding disciples, but also the monks who wanted to bombard Qin Yu were shocked. Some people directly withdrew their attacks and wanted to stay away from this huge figure, but there were also disciples who had no time to withdraw their attacks in the future.
Just when the attack was about to fall on Qin Yu, a slap as big as a millstone came fiercely.
Attack…
"boom!"
"ah!"
"Abstain!!"
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Screams and frightened voices of abstaining came and went. Those who were able to shout out in the future were immediately shot to death.
Everyone was extremely shocked, but Wen Dedao didn't even look at the disciples who were torn to pieces by the huge figure. Instead, he looked at Qin Yu and said: "Junior Brother Li, let's sit down and wait. By the way, Junior Brother Li can think of
Have tea?”
Qin Yu glanced at the huge figure in surprise and vaguely guessed something. After hearing Wen Dedao's words, Qin Yu smiled calmly: "That's the best."
Immediately, Wen Dedao waved his right hand, directly calling out the gap, and began to make tea skillfully!
At the same time, the disciples of the Jidao Holy Sect were competing in the square.
There was silence in the square where hundreds of thousands of disciples gathered. Everyone was looking at the huge light curtain floating in the center of the square. All the scenes in the duel field were reflected in this light curtain.
Looking at the huge figure in the light curtain, and then at the two people drinking tea in the duel field... everyone was shocked and speechless. "This... this... doesn't this count as a violation?"
