Immortal Martial Venerable

After the lottery was drawn, a showdown list was posted soon, and a group of disciples immediately gathered around to watch. After this method of drawing lots, every disciple who participated in the Nine Meridian Examination would face off against two other disciples.

In the two duels, the disciples who won two games and the disciples who won one and lost would be able to advance to the next round of competitions, and the disciples who lost both games would be eliminated.

The reason why they didn't follow the method of deciding the outcome of the competition was because a decision of the outcome would often bury other disciples who had great potential and still had a lot of room to play.

It's like, if Li Lingfeng faces Dongfang Chen, then Dongfang Chen will be eliminated once he loses, and with Dongfang Chen's strength, he will never stop there.

Therefore, in order to avoid this kind of thing from happening, each disciple will have two competitions. Even if they lose one of the two competitions, they will not be eliminated because of this.

Of course, if someone draws a strong opponent like Li Lingfeng, and he is drawn by another strong opponent, then he should be out of luck.

"Humph! I never thought that my opponent in the second match would be him!" Gu Fei mixed with the disciples, watching the list of the first round of competitions posted, with a half-smiling look on his face .

One of the two opponents was an acquaintance. Unexpectedly, in the first round of the competition, the two met.

"Hey! Gu Fei, you are doomed to be unlucky this time!" Suddenly, a yin and yang strange voice came from the side.

When Gu Fei heard this voice, he couldn't help frowning. He didn't need to look to know who the owner of this voice was. He didn't bother to pay attention to this annoying guy.

However, this guy is very ignorant. Seeing Gu Fei ignoring himself, he didn't retreat, but instead leaned forward and whispered in Gu Fei's ear: "If you are willing to return that talisman to me. If so, I might be able to ask Senior Brother Dongfang to make you lose more decently and not be so ugly."

"Huh?" Gu Fei turned his face abruptly, his eyes shot two sharp eyes like blades, stared at this uninvited guest, and said in a deep voice: "Wang Yuanzhi, I didn't expect you to be so shameless, this is what The so-called children of aristocratic families?"

The man was stared at by Gu Fei's sharp eyes, and he was already scared, but when he heard Gu Fei's words, his face changed, one face changed from shock to anger, and the muscles on his face were slightly out of anger. twitched.

"Haha! Okay, Gu Fei, you have the seeds!" Wang Yuanzhi laughed angrily, then turned around and walked towards Dongfang Chen, it seemed that he went to find Dongfang Chen to vent his anger for him.

The surrounding disciples had already noticed this scene, and they were all surprised. They couldn't understand why Gu Fei dared to anger Wang Yuanzhi.

In Taixuanmen, Cui Lingfeng's lineage is all useless, which has become a consensus among the disciples, and Gu Fei's cultivation base has always been at the bottom of the younger generation of disciples in the sect. Why this time, the confidence is so strong? Isn't he afraid that Wang Yuanzhi will settle accounts with him?

It turned out that the fact that Gu Fei defeated Wang Yuanzhi was not spread in the door. This Wang Yuanzhi had some means to keep the two disciples who had always been close to him tight-lipped.

Sure enough, Gu Fei saw that Wang Yuanzhi didn't know what he said in Dongfang Chen's ear, and Dongfang Chen's eyes immediately turned to Gu Fei, his eyes twinkling.

But no one thought that the current Gu Fei is no longer afraid of Wang Yuanzhi. This Wang Yuanzhi's cultivation is only at the peak of waking me up in the fifth heaven, while Gu Fei's cultivation is already two levels higher than him. Gu Fei, who can defeat Wang Yuanzhi with one hand, why should he care about this person who is far weaker than himself?

Even in the morning of the East,

But it is a cultivator of the same level as him, and he is born with an advantage among the cultivators of the same level, and he is stronger than the cultivator of the same level.

"Senior brother, what did Wang Yuanzhi come to tell you?" Zhao Zirou walked over and asked worriedly. She still knew Wang Yuanzhi's personality. He was a well-rounded figure among the young disciples.

"Hehe, nothing..." Gu Fei didn't want Zhao Zirou to know about his grievance with Wang Yuanzhi.

Just when Zhao Zirou was about to say something, suddenly, there was a melodious bell ringing in the Taixuan Hall, and all the disciples were instantly refreshed. For a time, the originally noisy square suddenly became quiet.

That bell also interrupted the conversation between Gu Fei and Zhao Zirou.

On the steps in front of Taixuan Hall, the figure of Taoist Xuanfa appeared. He took a step forward, looked around the countless disciples in the square below the steps, and said aloud, "The test begins."

Saying that, he flicked his sleeves, walked back to his seat, and sat down. The rumbling sound of drums resounded through the sky at once, as if the battle drums on the battlefield sounded in unison, Gu Fei heard it in his ears, and suddenly there was a feeling of blood boiling.

"here we go!"

After the drum beat, a group of disciples swarmed towards the nine arenas on the square. In the nine arenas, eighteen people went up to the showdown at a time, and eighty-one disciples who participated in the competition were able to finish their first place in nine times. field test.

"Senior brother, I'm going up!" Zhao Zirou was among the 18 people who entered the ring for the first time.

Gu Fei looked at Zhao Zirou and said, "Well! I wish you a great victory!"

Zhao Zirou's face blushed inexplicably, showing a hint of shyness, and then walked towards one of the arenas.

The nine arenas are more than ten feet high, but five feet in diameter. They are lined up from west to east. They are from ring number one to ring number nine. The ring that Zhao Zirou competes with is ring number three.

At this time, all the disciples of Zizhufeng's lineage had gathered in the audience, Zhao Zirou's opponent was a disciple of Wangyuefeng's lineage named Chu Zhan.

A group of disciples from Wangyuefeng's lineage also came to the stage to cheer on Chu Zhan.

"Master!" Zhao Zirou came to the stage and smiled at her master Yan Xingyun, but there was no sign of nervousness on her face.

"Be careful!" Zhao Zirou's master Yan Xingyun instructed, Yan Xingyun, a middle-aged female Taoist who is particularly charming in Zizhu Peak, wearing a green Taoist robe, she looks graceful.

Competing with the same door will stop when you click, but, after all, the competition is a competition. Occasionally misses and hurts the opponent will also happen.

Zhao Zirou responded, and her right leg slammed on the ground, her body immediately rose to the sky, and she landed on the stage lightly. The one-zhang-high arena can jump up even without any Taoism.

Zhao Zirou was as beautiful as a flower, and her white clothes were better than snow. Most of the disciples in the audience, including Zizhufeng, were male disciples. When she saw Zhao Zirou on stage, she immediately felt astonished, which attracted the attention of all the male disciples in the audience.

At this time, Zhao Zirou's opponent, Wangyuefeng's Chu Zhan, also jumped onto the ring. The two approached each other, and the distance between the two sides was about ten feet or so, so they stood still.

Zhao Zirou cupped her hands to Chu Zhan and said, "Brother Chu, please enlighten me."