There are countless towering buildings inside the Yunxiao Sword Sect, and dazzling divine light radiates from the buildings, covering the vast and boundless space, just like a fairyland, which makes people fascinated.
At this time, there was a wide square on top of a suspended building. Countless people gathered on the square. The scene was very spectacular, as if a grand event was being held.
In the center of the square, nine giant battle platforms stand there. Each battle platform is shrouded by a light curtain. On top of the light curtain, an extremely powerful force flows, isolating the inside and outside of the battle platform. No matter what happens on the battle platform,
No matter what level of battle there is, it will not be spread to the outside world.
One after another, exclamations came from the crowd, applauding the amazing performance on the battlefield. Countless people's faces were filled with excitement, as if they themselves were competing on the battlefield.
Yunxiao Sword Sect holds sect competitions every once in a while. In order to encourage its disciples to practice hard, anyone who performs well in the competition will be rewarded by the sect, and may even be accepted as a disciple by the elders.
, and from then on he had an extraordinary status within the sect.
Most of the disciples of the Yunxiao Sword Sect have not become disciples, and are just ordinary disciples. Any training resources must be obtained by their own abilities, and they are at the bottom of the sect.
At this time, a group of figures came from the sky and landed on the square. It was those young people, Qin Xuan and others.
"This is the Holy Realm Competition Arena of the Yunxiao Sword Sect. The nine battle stages correspond to the nine holy realms. You can have a good experience down there first, and then you can challenge on the stage later."
The young man looked at Qin Xuan and others and said, with a touch of pride on his face.
"What is your status in Yunxiao Sword Sect?"
Qin Xuan looked at the young man and asked.
"I am the core disciple, Mo Yuan."
The young man spoke proudly. When Qin Xuan heard this, he immediately understood where this man's arrogance came from. It turned out that he was a core disciple of the Yunxiao Sword Sect, and he seemed to have outstanding talent.
Qin Xuan glanced at the nine battle platforms in front of him and looked at the battle breaking out above, his face was very calm, as if he didn't have much interest.
If he guessed correctly, these people should be ordinary disciples. They compete for training resources. Really powerful disciples will not take action easily.
"Mo Yuan."
At this time, a majestic voice came, and a group of figures were seen walking through the air, all covered with dazzling brilliance. They were the elders who appeared that day.
"I've met Master and all of my uncles."
Mo Yuan bowed to them and his expression became much more respectful.
Qin Xuan also looked at the elders, his face still calm, without any sign of awe. After all, he came to challenge today, not to become a disciple.
Those elders glanced at Mo Yuan and others, and then looked at Qin Xuan and others. One of the elders said calmly: "It's still too late to regret it. All you need to do is apologize for the wild words you said a few days ago, and the past will be forgotten."
"We've come here, how can we leave like this? Besides, we also want to learn the swordsmanship of Yunxiao Sword Sect and see what level our strength is."
Qin Xuan said calmly.
"Since you insist on fighting, I'll let you do it, but you may not be able to bear the result."
The elder said coldly, obviously unhappy with Qin Xuan's attitude.
The other elders looked at Qin Xuan with indifferent eyes, secretly thinking that the ignorant are fearless. Even though this person has extraordinary origins and is accompanied by a strong man named Tianjun, who is the Yunxiao Sword Sect? How can a junior like him be so arrogant?
If you refuse to step down now, losing the test will only make you more embarrassed.
"When can we compete?"
Qin Xuan asked again.
"Don't worry, now is the competition between ordinary disciples, then the formal disciples, and finally the core disciples will take action. It won't be too late to take action by then."
The elder from before said calmly.
Although he didn't know what Qin Xuan's strength was, he was very aware of Li Mubai's strength. He was considered the best among his peers. Even among the Yunxiao Sword Sect, there weren't many people who could beat him.
Because of this, they wanted to take Li Mubai into their sect, but the boy didn't want to become their disciple, which was really arrogant.
Qin Xuan didn't say much. He really had no interest in fighting ordinary disciples, it was just a waste of time.
As time continued to pass, the competitions came to an end one after another. After a few hours, the competition between ordinary disciples finally came to an end.
Next, is the competition for formal disciples.
Compared to ordinary disciples, formal disciples have a higher status in the Yunxiao Sword Sect. They worship under the elders, and their talents are considered first-rate within the sect, but they cannot reach the top level.
Only a group of people with top talents can become core disciples.
The number of formal disciples is much smaller than that of ordinary disciples. They only conducted dozens of competitions and ended. Almost all competitions were below the seventh level. Formal disciples above the seventh level spent most of their time practicing and had no time to participate in the sect competition.
Compare.
Finally, the competition for the core disciples began.
The originally noisy square suddenly became quiet.
Countless people showed extremely excited expressions on their faces. The highlight of the sect competition was the competition between the core disciples. Every competition was a showdown between talented people. Normally, they would not be seen taking action at all. Only in the competition
Only then will they shine.
At this moment, one after another figures soared from the crowd and stood in the void. These figures were all core disciples, with outstanding temperament and unparalleled elegance. They instantly became the focus of the audience.
Qin Xuan raised his head and looked at the figures in the void, and finally there was a trace of fluctuation in his eyes. They were worthy of being core disciples. Just by looking at their temperament, he could tell that they were extraordinary. He didn't know what level of strength they had reached.
A white-haired elder glanced at Qin Xuan, with a proud smile on his old face, and said: "Every core disciple has gone through numerous selections and is the chosen one among the chosen ones. If you are ready, you can go directly."
Battle stage competition."
"Let's take a look first and then talk."
Qin Xuan said.
After hearing this, all the elders showed meaningful smiles. It seems that this boy has been shocked and is no longer as confident as when he first came. When he sees the strength of the core disciples, he will probably regret what he said before.
Those words.
Qin Xuan didn't care what those elders thought. He just wanted to see what level the core disciples were in terms of strength. If they couldn't reach the level he expected, he wouldn't even bother to take action.
"It's time to go to battle."
A loud and resonant voice came from the space, and it was the strong man presiding over the competition who spoke.
As the words fell, figures stepped out one after another and landed on the battlefield corresponding to their respective realms.
Qin Xuan found that there were only five battle platforms with people in them, and they were the battle platforms in the third to seventh realms. This meant that there were no core disciples taking action in the other four realms.
Now that Qin Xuan is a sixth-level saint, he looks directly at the battle platform corresponding to the sixth level, with a sense of expectation in his heart, hoping that this competition will not disappoint him!