Newcomer representative? Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Cheng Qantai said immediately without thinking: "Ling Xiao, go ahead."
Ling Xiao knew that Cheng Yu was a very strong girl, so she glanced at Cheng Yu, who was also the new disciple representative of Beimin Sect: "How about you go?"
Cheng Yu said angrily: "Go if I ask you to go, why are you talking so much nonsense!"
Ling Xiao shrugged and walked towards Shen Mingfang in the center of the field.
Although Shen Mingfang had a gentle face, like a big sister, all the newcomers on the court heard the "glorious deeds" about Shen Mingfang from their seniors, and their hands twitched as if they were suffering from Parkinson's disease from another world.
Seeing Shen Mingfang throwing a lot of small golden iron pieces into the sky like a magic trick, these guys forgot to catch them with their hands, and almost all of the lots fell to the ground.
Twenty people caught them, and Ling Xiao was one of them.
Everyone is staring at these twenty unique newcomer representatives. They are all leaders of their respective factions. No one will be surprised by their composure.
Of course, Qian Hai of the Chang Yuan sect also caught one, which was more or less surprising.
Shen Mingfang smiled slightly. She probably had an idea of the results of this newcomer competition. Not only her, but those with discerning eyes could also feel it. These people may be happy or worried, with very different expressions.
The belated newcomers picked up the lottery cards from the ground and waited curiously for Shen Mingfang's next program command.
Shen Mingfang nodded, stretched out his bronze-like jade hand, and snapped his fingers. Immediately, the signatures on everyone's hands turned into streaks of golden light, flying towards a white layer of light in the sky.
After a while, the golden names of each sect appeared on the white light layer, and they were divided into groups.
This was the first time for everyone to see this method, and they couldn't help but marvel: "What a beautiful move!"
A layman looks at the fun, an expert looks at the door. Those disciples who are not enough in cultivation are just surprised by the brilliance of this move, and the leaders of each sect are all in admiration: Shen Mingfang is worthy of being a purple-level soul master, the strongest in the world. This alone The spiritual power required by one hand has already put many chain soul masters who cultivate spiritual power to shame. What's more, Shen Mingfang is just a spiritual soul master who mainly cultivates strength and soul.
Perhaps, only Li Xuanyi, the lord of Tianjiang City who is good at spiritual power, can compare with Shen Mingfang.
Ling Xiao stared at the white light layer in the sky with all his concentration, and glanced at the name of the sect that was in the same group as himself. He was helpless to find that he was actually in the same group as the Changyuan sect.
It doesn't take Cheng Qiantai or Ling Xiao to know that he is probably going to join forces with Qian Hai this time.
The so-called three-person team means that he and Cheng Yu are not enough, so one more person must be recruited to form a "group" and participate in the team battle.
Ling Xiao glanced at Qian Hai subconsciously and found that Qian Hai was also looking at him with his beast-like eyes: "I know that what happened in the past few days was most likely caused by you, so I will naturally I want to seek revenge from you. After the team battle, I hope I can meet you, but now I want to join forces with you. I hope you can be as focused as me and go all out to fight out the team battle."
Ling Xiao walked up to Qian Hai, looked directly into Qian Hai's eyes, and said with a faint smile: "Of course, why not? There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests."
"Okay, please disciples from each faction go back and organize their own teams, and then report the number of people in your team." Shen Mingfang's bright voice echoed in the open space, allowing everyone to hear clearly without being too harsh. .
Ling Xiao and Qian Hai returned to the teams of their two factions together. Cheng Yu stood up and looked at Qian Hai with cold eyes: "I will work with you to break out of the team battle, but it is best to let me win in the knockout round. When I met you."
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly. These two guys were of the same type in this respect. No wonder Cheng Yu's first impression of Qian Hai was so good.
In less than a stick of incense, Shen Mingfang grouped all the sects into the same group again. The three-person group of Ling Xiao, Cheng Yu and Qian Hai had to face another three-person group in the first place - the Iron Sand Sect. A combination with the Bronze Leg Gang.
"Master, what do we need to pay attention to?" Ling Xiao's first thought was to find out the details of his opponent from Cheng Qiantai. Although Ling Xiao did not think that the opponent could pose any threat to him. But if he could defeat his opponent easily, Ling Xiao would definitely It won't take any more effort.
Qian Gui nodded with satisfaction: "What a careful young man."
There was a hint of pride in Cheng Qiantai's eyes: If someone is like this, what else can I ask for?
However, Cheng Qiantai still introduced the two sects to Ling Xiao very seriously: "The Iron Sand Sect is famous for its pair of iron palms. Their hands are their greatest weapons. Don't collide with their palms. Don't let them touch you with their palms."
After a pause, Cheng Qiantai continued: "The Bronze Leg Gang is good at leg attacks. Their legs are as good as two thick iron bars. If you are hit by them, in serious cases, you may lose your combat effectiveness immediately."
"Using your own hands and feet as weapons? These two sects are still a perfect match." Ling Xiao felt a little confident and became more confident: "Don't worry, Master, they are not our opponents."
Cheng Qiantai discovered that Ling Xiao has been very confident recently and couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Master believes in your abilities, but it's better to be careful."
Ling Xiao smiled and nodded, but his mind was already filled with that petite shadow.
Fight, let yourself fight with others, let yourself vent, and maybe you can forget about Tang Yingying for the time being.
After another incense burning time, Shen Mingfang said loudly: "Okay, the venue has been clearly divided. Please invite the new disciples from each sect to enter your competition venue."
Everyone was once again amazed at the venue for this year's newcomer competition: the entire circular open space was separated by Shen Mingfang's formations, and evenly divided into a hundred small venues. The knowledgeable leader and the elders of Luofeng Valley glanced at each other. It can be seen that these venues appear to be transparent, but in fact, as soon as they enter the venue, the newcomers and disciples in the venue cannot see or hear what is going on outside, and the sealing effect is excellent.
The venue where Ling Xiao and the three of them were assigned was on the periphery of the circular venue, very close to their Beimin sect. This was also expected. For a sect like them that was not favored by others, the center of the venue was a good location for everyone to watch. Can't reach them.
Ling Xiao was quite satisfied with this arrangement. The less attention he received, the better it would be for him to perform better.
As soon as the three people entered the venue, they saw the other three people who were already standing looking at them with fierce eyes. One of them, a guy with a pockmarked face, said viciously: "You have the good sense to abstain from voting, otherwise, you will be crippled later." But don’t blame me for being too ruthless!”
Ling Xiao shook his head helplessly: Why are there so many narcissistic people these days?
With his pockmarked face, he still has the nerve to call himself the Young Master in front of pretty boy Qian Hai? With his little ability, how dare he ask himself to abstain? What a blind narcissist.
Ling Xiaoping stretched out his palm and hooked it with four fingers: "Let the pig come over."
Na Mazi was so angry that he shouted: "Looking for death! Da Zhu, Xiao Zhu, come together!"
After saying that, a pair of iron palms rushed toward Ling Xiao. The other guys called Da Zhu and Xiao Zhu also used their thighs as thick as pig legs and threw them hard at Cheng Yu and Qian Hai.
As soon as he heard that Mazi was called Big Pig or Little Pig, Ling Xiao almost died laughing: "Sure enough, the pig is here, haha!" While teasing his opponent, Ling Xiao's movements were not slow, and when Mazi attacked him with both palms
While facing each other, he also rushed towards his opponent and hit him with his fist.
"Fight with me? What a fool!" Mazi was overjoyed, and the strength in his hand increased a bit, hoping to hit the target with one blow and cripple the boy who dared to look down on him.
"Okay, done!" Mazi's palms were only a dozen centimeters away from Ling Xiao's single punch. In his mind, he even had the image of Ling Xiao's arm being blown to pieces by him.
At this moment, Mazi suddenly noticed that Ling Xiao had a sneer on his face, and he shuddered for no reason. When he realized that Ling Xiao might have a back-up plan, Ling Xiao's figure had disappeared in front of him.
Arriving behind Mazi.
It's so easy to shrink into an inch!
Mazi was horrified: "What's going on... Wow!"
Mazi received a strong punch from Ling Xiao on his back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately. His body instantly lost his balance and fell forward to the ground.
Ling Xiao did not stop because his opponent fell. Instead, he rushed forward without hesitation and stomped on the ground several times until the guy could only get air in and no air out:
"Damn it, I'll let you do it!"
When the various sects near the Lingxiao venue saw this scene, their eyes almost opened up: How could this guy have the style of a soul master? How could this be called a rookie contest? This was obviously a fight between rogue gangsters on the street.
Well!
Seeing Ling Xiao "showing great power", the few remaining disciples from the Beimin and Changyuan factions temporarily forgot about the sadness of their fellow disciples' deaths, and were amused by Ling Xiao's fighting style. Qian Gui also laughed.
Laughing: "Master Nephew Ling has quite a personality."
"Hmm..." Cheng Gantai coughed twice and pretended not to hear Qian Gui's words. Cheng pursed his lips and chuckled: "Xiao'er played well."
Cheng Qiantai stopped looking at Ling Xiao and turned his attention to his daughter and Qian Hai.
Ling Xiao was quick to deal with the pockmark, but Qian Hai and Cheng Yu seemed a little helpless. They were respectively entangled by Da Zhu and Xiao Zhu of the Bronze Leg Gang. Their legs were like thick iron pillars, and they were swinging very fast.
. Even though Qian Hai and Cheng Yu experienced a life-and-death battle, they were still only able to parry, but not fight back, in the face of these two sharp offensives.
"Ling Xiao, come here quickly and help!" Cheng Yu shouted quickly knowing that Ling Xiao had solved the battle.
Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao stood aside with his arms crossed and said casually: "We need help in the first battle, but what about the subsequent battles?"
Qian Hai's red eyes seemed to bleed: "Ling Xiao, I understand what you mean! Even if I lose this battle, you don't need to take action!"
Cheng Yu also suddenly realized: Ling Xiao is training himself!
In this case, we can't let that bastard bastard be looked down upon!
(It breaks out again today, there will be another update at 8pm, hehe)