"It seems that you are very confident. I hope you will have better luck and not be eliminated before you meet me."
"When the time comes, I will crush your self-confidence with my own hands and make you understand that the gap between you and me is simply insurmountable. The so-called one-year appointment is just a boring joke." Zhao Qian had a cold face and a white robe flowing. Gone with the Wind, as full of arrogance as before.
Zhao Qian is the proud son of the Chongyang Sect. He has been practicing hard for more than a year. Now no one can guess his cultivation. His invincible appearance makes even the most senior direct disciples look at him.
Xiao Ye smiled coldly, withdrew his gaze, and then walked to the edge of the square.
"This brat!" Wentian, who was completely ignored by Xiao Ye, was filled with anger, and his fists clenched loudly.
"In the next round, you'd better not meet me!" Wentian's eyes flashed fiercely.
"Junior brother, you performed well." After Xiao Ye came back, Bingya said softly, with a gentle smile on her face covered by gauze.
"That's right, don't even look at who your junior brother is." Xiao Ye grinned, a rare moment of pride.
Bingya rolled her eyes at Xiao Ye and snorted: "Don't be complacent, your opponents will be even more terrifying in the next round. If you meet Zhao Qian and Wentian, you will stop at the top twenty."
"So if you want to break into the top three, you can't meet them." Bingya analyzed carefully.
Xiao Ye smiled slightly, stared at Bing Ya and said: "Senior sister has very little confidence in me. What if I defeat them both?"
"Defeat them all?" Bingya's tone was full of doubt, "If you can do it, senior sister, you can do whatever you want!"
As soon as the words came out, Bingya realized that she had made a mistake, and her cheeks turned red. Fortunately, Xiao Ye didn't see it because of the gauze cover, but her heart was heated up by these words.
"Leave it to me?" Xiao Ye's eyes wandered over Bingya's body playfully, causing Bingya's delicate body to stiffen slightly, and a feeling she had never felt before emerged from her heart.
Just when Bingya was about to get angry, Xiao Ye withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "If I can defeat them, senior sister, how about you take off the gauze on your face and let me see your true face?"
Bingya's holy and cold temperament seemed to be different from that of a human woman, and the gauze on her face made her full of mystery, so Xiao Ye was very curious about Bingya's appearance.
"Aren't you afraid that I am ugly?" Bingya stared deeply at Xiao Ye and said.
"There is an ugly senior sister, so I will admit it." Xiao Ye pretended to be helpless.
boom!
Suddenly, an extremely cold martial arts true intention hit him, making Xiao Ye's heart tremble, and he quickly apologized with a wry smile.
Trying to reason with a woman is like a scholar meeting a soldier, and you can't explain clearly. Xiao Ye coaxed her for a long time, and Bing Yacai turned her head away arrogantly.
"Let's wait until you defeat them."
Xiao Ye was stunned when he heard this and grinned. Bingya agreed.
"I really want to see what senior sister looks like." Xiao Ye's eyes were full of expectation.
The first round is the rookie competition, and in the second round, half of the people need to be eliminated to select the top 20. With Liu Yiyi's strength, she can definitely break into the top 20, but it is a pity that Xiao Ye was eliminated early.
Not long after, Xiao Ye saw Zhao Qian coming on the stage, and everyone's eyes lit up.
They were all very curious about what kind of cultivation Zhao Qian had now.
"Junior brother, you are the proud son of our Chongyang Sect. Senior brother wants to see your strength." Zhao Qian's opponent is also the direct disciple of the great elder.
His cultivation has reached the early stage of the ninth level of the Xiantian Realm, and he is a powerful young prodigy, enough to be ranked on the Hidden Dragon Ranking of the Black Dragon Kingdom.
"Hmph!" Zhao Gan had his hands behind his back and was wearing a white robe. Even when facing his senior brother, he was still very arrogant and did not give any face to him.
The young man's face changed slightly, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and then he roared and rushed towards Zhao Qian.
"Let's fight!"
The disciples watching the battle all opened their eyes wide, ready to watch a fierce battle.
However, the facts were beyond their expectations. Zhao Qian had a look of disdain on his face and thrust his palm towards the young man. There was a terrifying power fluctuation surging in his palm, and the bright light intertwined, almost turning his palm into light.
Bang!
Before the young man rushed in front of Zhao Gan, his body seemed to have been hit by a hammer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He fell several hundred meters away and passed out.
hiss!
Many of the disciples watching the battle took a breath of cold air. A warrior at the early stage of the ninth level of the Xiantian Realm could not even block Zhao Qian's palm.
Even they haven't seen Zhao Qian's true strength!
"Hmph, trash!" Zhao Qian shouted coldly without mercy, and then turned around and walked back under the shocked eyes of everyone.
A smile appeared on the great elder's withered face, obviously he was very satisfied with Zhao Qian's performance.
"Elder brother, what is Zhao Qian's current level of cultivation?" The second elder and the third elder were also shocked. Zhao Qian's move was really amazing.
"You will find out when you read on." The great elder said calmly, his eyes passing over the deputy sect leader who had always been calm.
In fact, Zhao Qian was personally taught by the deputy sect leader for a period of time before he passed on to his disciples, in order to get first place and then become the young sect leader.
Even he himself was a little unsure of Zhao Qian's exact strength.
"It's really strong." A fighting spirit emerged from Xiao Ye's body, and he felt like his blood was boiling.
If Zhao Qian's strength is too poor, he will be a little disappointed.
"Zhao Qian, let me see if you are qualified to compete with me." Xiao Ye secretly said.
The second round of competition continued, and soon another young man came on the stage, making the atmosphere heated up.
He was a young man with a majestic body, his long hair hanging down casually, and his exposed muscles exuding a fierce aura.
Wentian, the strongest direct disciple of the Third Elder, this time won the top three positions and was the most vocal person!
As soon as he came on the stage, he firmly attracted everyone's attention.
Wentian is indeed very powerful, with a burst of cultivation at the middle stage of the ninth level of the Xiantian Realm, he can defeat his opponent with just a few moves and easily enter the top twenty.
"Next, the disciples who have drawn lottery No. 18 will come up to compete." The great elder's majestic voice spread throughout the entire audience.
"Junior brother, prepare to be surprised." Bingya smiled at Xiao Ye, then touched the ground with the sole of her foot and landed lightly on the square.
Xiao Ye looked at Bingya's back and whispered to himself: "Senior Sister's cultivation has probably reached the middle stage of the ninth level of Xiantian Realm."
Everyone stared at Bingya's body and started talking in low voices.
"It's Bingya, the direct disciple of the Fourth Elder!"
"I heard she is very strong."
"How strong can a woman be?" Someone soon questioned.
Although Bingya rarely takes action in the sect, many people still remember her because of her holy temperament.
The four black-robed elders, including the deputy sect leader, looked at Bingya at the same time.
Before the Fourth Elder accepted Xiao Ye as his direct disciple, Bingya gave them too much shock, and the aptitude he showed was no weaker than Zhao Qian.
"Junior sister Bingya, you have to be careful." Bingya's opponent is a direct disciple of the second elder. He is as elegant as a Confucian scholar.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Bingya interrupted the other party in a cold voice and took action directly.
The face of the direct disciple changed slightly, and he did not dare to be careless at all. He pushed his cultivation to its peak and started a battle with Bingya.
Rumble!
A bone-chilling breath flowed through the void, and terrifying power fluctuations swept away from Bingya's body.
"Middle stage of the ninth level of Xiantian Realm!" The direct disciple's pupils shrank violently, his face full of disbelief.
The woman in front of him who looked much younger than him actually had such a level of cultivation.
"Junior Sister Bingya, there's no need to fight, I surrender." The direct disciple said with a wry smile and cupped his hands. His cultivation level was slightly lower than Bingya's.
"Junior Sister Bingya, I have long heard that your qualifications are not weaker than those of Junior Brother Zhao Qian. Today I saw you are truly worthy of your reputation." The direct disciple said with a smile on his face.
But Bing Yali ignored him, turned around and walked away, leaving the direct disciple to walk away in embarrassment.
"Junior brother, how is the performance of senior sister?" Bingya walked to Xiao Ye, her eyes were flowing, quite playful, like a little girl who was eager to be praised.
It was rare to see Xiao Ye who was so good at Bingya. He laughed in his heart, but said seriously on his face: "Awesome."
For some reason, Bingya remained unmoved no matter how complimented she was by other members of the opposite sex, but she cared very much about Xiao Ye's compliments.
Bingya smiled proudly and walked to Xiao Ye. The two started chatting and laughing.
Liu Yiyi, who had taken the elixir and temporarily stabilized her injury, suddenly saw this scene, and an unknown emotion suddenly arose in her heart.
In fact, when she first entered the Chongyang Sect, she had always considered Bingya as her opponent.
But after a period of time, she found that her cultivation, qualifications, and even temperament were far from being comparable to her opponent.
Bingya has a mysterious aura about her, so excellent that she can only look up to her.
But now, such an outstanding woman actually behaved intimately with Xiao Ye, chatting and laughing happily.
"Huh, Bingya, your gaze can't compare to mine." Liu Yiyi bit her red lips, looking at the outstanding Zhao Qian who was standing with his hands behind his back, and suddenly felt some confidence in his heart.
Finally, the second round of the competition is over.
"Take a rest for a stick of incense, and then start the third round of competition. This time, half of the people will be eliminated. Those who can defeat the opponent will be promoted to the top ten." The great elder said.
After lighting a stick of incense, the twenty direct disciples began to draw lots.
"Number one?"
"I was actually the first one to play in the third round." Xiao Ye looked at the bamboo stick in his hand and was slightly startled.
"Junior brother, there are only ten competitions in the third round. The possibility of you meeting Zhao Qian or Wentian is very high. I hope your luck will not be so bad." Bingya said with some worry.
If Xiao Ye cannot break into the top three, then his fate will be very miserable.
Just as Bingya finished speaking, a young man with a majestic figure had already stepped onto the square.
Ask the sky!
Seeing that young man, Bingya was shocked. She was really afraid of what might happen.
"Are you asking the sky?" Xiao Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a strong fighting spirit in his body. It seemed that he needed to use his physical strength. (To be continued)