After nearly half a month of auditions, the top 100 competing monks were finally selected. Among them, there are more than 20 Qinling Taoist sects, and there are also many Kunlun Taoist sects, with more than 10, including Xuanyan, Xuanyan, etc.
Both Yu and Yu entered the top 100. The total number of people entered by Penglai Immortal Sect and Taihang Ancient Lineage was about thirty. The rest were disciples of the other three sects.
In the battle between the top 100 players, they will be eliminated on a one-on-one basis regardless of their sect.
Therefore, it only took three days to complete the top 50 advancement competition, and then came the top 50 competition.
From beginning to end, Xuanmu never showed up at the game. However, he would go to watch any game involving Xuanyan.
But he always wears a cloak. He doesn't want Xuan Yan to see him during the game, for fear of affecting Xuan Yan's on-the-spot performance.
It was not until the start of the top 50 competition that Xuanmu appeared on the field, and his opponent was a disciple in red from the Qinling Dao Sect. The boy in red was similar in age to Xuanmu, but there was a faint smile between his eyebrows.
The evil spirit shows how difficult it was for him to get to the top fifty in the audition process.
When he heard that Xuanmu actually held the Canglong Order and could advance directly to the top fifty competitions without auditions, how could he not feel unhappy? Moreover, he was dissatisfied that the order holder in front of him turned out to be an unknown person.
Boy, my heart is even more jealous.
At the command of an old man from the Changbai Mountain Gate and an old man from the Wudang Sect, the competition between the two officially began.
Xuanmu quickly fired out one hundred and fifty restraints with both hands, and pointed his finger in the air with the Qi Killing Technique. The one hundred fifty combined restraints followed the Qi Killing Technique and hit the chest of the boy in red on the opposite side.
At this time, Xuanmu smiled evilly, and then a sword light slashed down. He did not use a killing sword, but an ordinary long sword.
At this moment, the young man in red's eyes suddenly expanded, and his eyes were filled with horror. He didn't know why, but the spiritual power in his body could not function. He thought that the other party was just using an ordinary Five Elements Archery technique.
Unexpectedly, it was able to seal the spiritual power within the body.
He could only move slowly on foot. When he saw the other party using a sword light, his face turned pale and he was almost crying.
With the speed of the boy in red, it was naturally impossible to escape Xuanmu's blow. Xuanmu's sharp sword light left a long wound on his face and body.
The two referees promptly announced that Xuanmu had won.
This shocked the hundreds of spectators outside the venue. They had never seen two monks who had reached the sixth level of Qi refining decide the outcome with just one move.
Among the monks watching from the outside, there was a group of purple-clad people sitting together in the Shushan sect camp.
Zi Shu asked his fellow disciples beside him: "Who is this person? Why didn't I see him in the audition and the competition for the top 50? Which sect is he from?"
"It is said that this person is called Xuanmu, and he is the one who holds the Canglong Order." One of the female cultivators in purple said to Zi Shu.
"Xuanmu?" Zi Shu frowned when he heard this. He seemed to be familiar with the name, but he couldn't remember it for the moment.
"The name sounds like he is a disciple of Kunlun." At this time, another monk in purple clothes with a sharp mouth said next to him.
"Kunlun disciple?" Zi Shu suddenly shrank his pupils slightly, and then murmured with a look of disbelief on his face: "Isn't this person supposed to be buried in the belly of a snake? Why is he here?"
Zi Shu was puzzled and finally decided secretly that it was better to be careful these days.
Among the Shushan disciples, Zi Qi, who was sitting on the other side, showed joy in his eyes and said with a smile: "This Xuanmu, I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for eight years and has already reached the sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage."
"Yes, time flies by! It has been eight years in the blink of an eye. Unexpectedly, this kid not only left Kunlun, but also became the holder of the Blue Dragon Order. What we didn't expect was that his cultivation level also reached the same level as ours.
We are on equal footing." Zimo on the side couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, when Xuanmu won, all the disciples of Taihang Ancient Lineage cheered.
When a group of Kunlun disciples saw the monks from Taihang Ancient Lineage, they started to boo, and they all got carried away with excitement and shouted: "Senior Brother Xuanmu, you are the best."
This made the leader of Kunlun, Yun Mo, sweat all over his head, and he couldn't help but regret that he had notified the leader of Xuan Mu's intention to kill Xuan Yu.
Otherwise, this mysterious wood would bring glory to Kunlun at this time!
In Kunlun's camp, Xuan Yan looked at Xuan Mu with a complicated expression and her nose twitched.
Sitting next to Xuan Yan was Xuan Yu. Xuan Yu sneered and said, "Why are you so uncomfortable? Think about your father and your sister at home. If you think of it, you won't feel so uncomfortable."
"Despicable..." Xuan Yan said these two words with murderous intent in her eyes and stopped talking.
"Am I despicable? If I wasn't despicable, how could you be my woman? He Xuanmu lost your love because he was not despicable enough." Xuan Yu said coldly and sarcastically.
When Xuan Yan heard this, her body suddenly trembled, and she remembered what happened that night again. Her bright eyes slowly closed, and two lines of clear tears fell from her eyes.
Xuanmu walked out slowly from the field. When he saw Xuan Yan sitting with Xuan Yu with his eyes closed, his heart-breaking pain turned into a gloomy look, and he turned towards the Taihang Ancient Vein disciple camp.
Walk in.
Three days later, the semi-finals to advance to the top ten began.
The one who fought against Xuanmu turned out to be Xuan Murong from Kunlun. Xuanmu smiled bitterly and said: "It's true that we don't meet again in life, little girl. I admit that I lost."
"Senior Brother Xuanmu, please don't be humble. It should be Junior Sister who lost."
"No, no, no, good men don't fight with women! I lost."
"Little junior sister should let senior brother take care of her."
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After the two people made concessions, it was already noon. All the spectators became impatient.
"What's going on with you two? Are you still fighting?"
"Your uncle, I'm here to watch the game. I'm not here to watch you guys having fun."
"Are these two sick? If he is sick, go see a doctor first! Then come back to the game after seeing it."
"What kind of referee, he watched them scolding without saying a word."
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For a time, these two seemingly ambiguous senior brothers and sisters attracted countless scoldings.
In the excitement of the crowd, two innocent referees were also opened fire by the audience.
The two referees walked up to the two of them with cold expressions. One of the old men said, "Have you two discussed it? If not, please go down and discuss the result before telling me."
Xuanmu nodded with a smile, and then walked down with Xuan Murong laughing.
After a heated discussion between the two, Xuanmu finally compromised. Xuanmu easily won this round.