A Demon’s Path

Rookie representative? Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, before he could react, Cheng Gantai said without thinking, "Ling Xiao, you go."

Ling Xiao knew that Cheng Yu was a very strong girl, so she took a look at Cheng Yu, who was also the representative of the Beimin faction's new disciples: "Why don't you go?"

Cheng Yu said angrily: "Go if you are told, what are you doing with so much nonsense!"

Ling Xiao shrugged, and walked towards Shen Mingfang in the center of the venue.

Although Shen Mingfang had a gentle face, like a big sister, all the rookies on the field heard the "brilliant deeds" about Shen Mingfang from their seniors, and all their hands twitched as if they had Parkinson's disease from another world.

Seeing Shen Mingfang casually throwing a lot of small golden iron flakes into the sky like a magic trick, these guys forgot to catch them with their hands, causing the lottery to almost all fall to the ground.

Twenty cards were caught, and Ling Xiao was one of them.

Everyone is staring at these twenty distinctive newcomer representatives. They are all leaders of various factions, and no one will be surprised by their calmness.

Of course, Qian Hai of the Zhangyuan faction also caught one, which was more or less surprising.

Shen Mingfang smiled slightly, she probably had a bottom line in her mind about the result of this new competition. Not only her, but those with discerning eyes can also feel it. These people are happy or sad, and their expressions are very different.

The rookies who were belatedly picked up the lottery cards from the ground, and waited curiously for Shen Mingfang's next program order.

Shen Mingfang nodded, stretched out her bronze-like jade hand, and snapped her fingers. Immediately, the lottery in 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 layer of light, and they were still divided into groups.

It was the first time for everyone to see this kind of method, and they couldn't help but be amazed: "What a beautiful move!"

Laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway. Those disciples with insufficient cultivation were just amazed by the brilliance of this move, while the heads of all sects were all in admiration: Shen Mingfang is worthy of being a purple-ranked soul master, a powerhouse in the world. The mental power needed for this move alone has already made many chain soul masters who cultivate spiritual power feel inferior, not to mention that Shen Mingfang is only a spiritual master who mainly cultivates strength.

Perhaps, only Li Xuanyi, the lord of Tianjiang City who is good at mental power, can compare with Shen Mingfang.

Ling Xiao stared intently at the white layer of light in the sky, and glanced at the names of the sects in the same group as him. He was very helpless to find out that he was actually in a group with the Zhangyuan faction.

It doesn't take Cheng Qiantai to say that Ling Xiao knows that this time it is probably going to join hands with Qian Hai.

The so-called "group of three" means that he and Cheng Yu are not enough, and one more person must be drawn together to be called a "group" and participate in team battles.

Ling Xiao glanced at Qian Hai subconsciously, and found that Qian Hai was also looking at him with his beast-like eyes: "I know, most of what happened a few days ago was caused by you, I will naturally I want to seek revenge from you. After the team battle, I hope that I will meet you, but now I want to join forces with you, and I hope you can concentrate like me and go all out to break out of the team battle."

Ling Xiao walked in front of Qian Hai, looked straight into Qian Hai's eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Of course, why not? There are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests."

"Okay, please go back and organize your 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 their two teams together, Cheng Yu stood up, looked at Qian Hai with cold eyes: "I will join hands with you to break out of the team battle, but it is best for me to be in the knockout round. when I met you."

Ling Xiao smiled wryly. These two guys are of the same kind in this respect. No wonder Cheng Yu had such a good first impression of Qian Hai.

In less than a stick of incense, Shen Mingfang grouped all the sects into the same group again. Ling Xiao, Cheng Yu, and Qian Hai's three-person group will face another three-person group——Iron Sand Gate. Combination with copper legs.

"Master, what should we pay attention to?" Ling Xiao's first thought was to ask Cheng Qiantai about the opponent's details, although Ling Xiao didn't think that the opponent could pose any threat to him. But if he can easily defeat his opponent, Ling Xiao will never exert any more strength.

Qian Gui nodded with satisfaction: "He is really a careful young man."

There was a hint of pride in Cheng Qiantai's eyes: there are disciples like this, what more can a husband 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, and their hands are their greatest weapons. Don't let their hands touch you."

After a pause, Cheng Qiantai continued: "The Bronze Leg Gang is good at attacking with legs. Their legs and feet are comparable to two heavy iron bars. If they are hit by them, they may lose their combat effectiveness immediately in severe cases."

"Using your own hands and feet as weapons? These two sects are still a perfect match." Ling Xiao felt a little more confident and confident: "Don't worry, Master, they are not our opponents."

Cheng Qiantai found that Ling Xiao has been full of self-confidence recently, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Master believes in your abilities, but it's better to be careful."

Ling Xiao nodded with a smile, but her mind was already filled with that petite shadow.

Let's fight, let yourself fight with others, let yourself vent, maybe you can temporarily forget about Tang Yingying.

After another incense stick of time passed, Shen Mingfang said loudly: "Okay, the field has been clearly divided, please invite newcomer disciples from each faction to enter your competition field."

Everyone was amazed at the venue of this year's new competition: the entire circular open space was separated by Shen Mingfang's formation, and it was evenly divided into one hundred small venues. The master who knows the goods and the elders of Luofenggu can tell at a glance that these venues seem to be transparent, but in fact, as soon as they enter the venue, the new disciples in the venue cannot see or hear the situation outside, and the sealing effect excellent.

The venue where Ling Xiao and the three were located was on the outskirts of the circular venue, very close to their Beimin faction. This is also expected, for such an unpopular sect like them, the good position in the center of the venue that is convenient for everyone to watch is naturally not their turn.

Ling Xiao is quite satisfied with this arrangement, the more nobody pays attention, the better for him to perform.

As soon as the three of them entered the field, they saw the three of them who were already standing on the other side looking at them with fierce eyes. One of the guys with a pockmarked face said viciously: "Abstain by yourself, otherwise, you will be crippled later!" Don't blame me for being too ruthless!"

Ling Xiao shook her head helplessly: Why are there so many narcissistic people these days?

With his pockmarked face, he still has the nerve to call himself my son in front of the little 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 his four fingers together: "Bring the pig over here."

The pockmark yelled angrily: "Looking for death! Da Zhu, Xiao Zhu, let's go together!"

After finishing speaking, a pair of iron palms rushed towards Ling Xiao. In addition, the guys named Da Zhu and Xiao Zhu also swung their thighs as thick as pig legs, and slammed them at Cheng Yu and Qian Hai.

As soon as he heard that pockmark was called big pig and little pig, Ling Xiao almost died of laughter: "Sure enough, the pigs came here, haha!" While teasing the opponent, Ling Xiao's movements were not slow, and when pockmarked palms attacked her At the same time as he was facing the door, he also rushed towards his opponent, throwing his fist up.

"Fist with me? What an idiot!" Mazi was overjoyed, and the strength in his hand increased a little bit, so that he could hit with one blow and cripple that kid who dared to despise him.

"Okay, it's done!" Mazi's palms were only a dozen centimeters away from Ling Xiao's single punch, and he even had Ling Xiao's arm being smashed to pieces in his mind.

At this moment, Mazi suddenly noticed that there was a sneer on Ling Xiao's face, and he shivered for no reason. By the time he realized that Ling Xiao might have a backup, Ling Xiao's figure had already disappeared in front of him, behind Mazi.

It's a good move to shrink into an inch!

Mazi was horrified: "What's going on... Wow!"

Mazi's back was firmly punched by Ling Xiao, a mouthful of blood sprayed out immediately, his body lost his balance instantly, and fell forward onto the ground.

Ling Xiao didn't stop because of the opponent's fall, but rushed up without hesitation, and stomped on the ground a few times, until the guy could only breathe in, but not out: "Damn Mazi, I'll let you go!"

Seeing this scene in the vicinity of Ling Xiao's site, the eyes of the various sects almost stared straight: This guy doesn't have the demeanor of a soul master, how can this be called a new competition, this is obviously a street rogue Let's fight!

Seeing Ling Xiao "show off his might", the few remaining disciples of Beimin Sect and Chang Yuan Sect temporarily forgot the sadness of their fellow disciples' death, and were amused by Ling Xiao's fighting style. Qian Gui also laughed straight away: "Nephew Ling has a personality."

"Cough..." Cheng Gantai coughed dryly twice, pretending not to hear Qian Gui's words. Cheng Shi pursed her lips and said with a light smile, "Xiao'er played well."

Cheng Qiantai stopped looking at Ling Xiao and turned his attention to his daughter and Qian Hai.

Ling Xiao solved the pockmarks very quickly, but Qian Hai and Cheng Yu seemed a little restrained. They were respectively entangled by Big Zhu and Xiao Zhu of the Bronze Leg Gang. Their legs were like thick iron pillars, and they swung fast. Even though Qian Hai and Cheng Yu had gone through a life-and-death battle, they still had no power to fight back but to parry their sharp attacks.

"Ling Xiao, hurry up and help!" Cheng Yu shouted when he knew that Ling Xiao had solved the battle.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao stood aside with his arms crossed and his chest folded, and said casually: "We need help in the first battle, what about the subsequent battles?"

Qian Hai's red eyes seemed to want to ooze blood: "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!

That being the case, let's not let that bastard bastard look down on him!

(It will break out again today, there will be another update at 8 pm, hehe)