Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

"It seems that you are very confident. I hope you will have better luck and not be eliminated before you meet me."

"When the time comes, I will personally crush your self-confidence and let you understand that the gap between you and me is insurmountable. The so-called one-year appointment is just a boring joke." Zhao Gan's face was stern and his white robe fluttered. Gone with the wind, as full of arrogance as before.

Zhao Gan is the arrogant son of Chongyangmen. He has been cultivating hard for more than a year. Now no one can speculate on his cultivation level. He is invincible.

Xiao Ye smiled coldly, retracted his gaze, and walked to the edge of the square.

"This stinky boy!" Wen Tian, ​​who was completely ignored by Xiao Ye, was burning with anger, and his fists clenched loudly.

"In the next round, you'd better not meet me!" Wen Tian's eyes flashed fiercely.

"Junior brother, you did a good job." When Xiao Ye came back, Bingya said softly, with a gentle smile on her face covered by the veil.

"That's right, don't even look at who your junior brother is." Xiao Ye grinned, and was very proud of himself.

Bingya rolled her eyes at Xiao Ye and snorted, "Don't be complacent, your opponent will be even more terrifying in the next round. If you meet Zhao Gan and Wentian, you will stop at the top 20."

"So if you want to rush into the top three, you can't meet them." Bingya analyzed carefully.

Xiao Ye smiled slightly, stared at Bing Ya and said, "Senior sister has no confidence in me. What if I defeat both of them?"

"Defeat them all?" Bingya's tone was full of suspicion, "If you can do it, Senior Sister is at your disposal!"

The words had just been spoken, and Bingya realized that she had made a slip of the tongue. Her cheeks were flushed. Fortunately, there was a veil to cover it, so Xiao Ye didn't see it, but her heart was heated by these words.

"Let me do it?" Xiao Ye wandered on Bingya's body with a playful gaze, making Bingya's delicate body slightly stiff, a feeling that he had never had before emerged from his heart.

Just when Bingya was about to get angry, Xiao Ye retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "If I can defeat them, senior sister, how about you take off the veil on your face and let me see the true face?"

Bingya's holy and icy temperament does not seem like a woman in the world, and the veil on her face makes her full of mystery, so Xiao Ye is very curious about Bingya's appearance.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm ugly?" Bingya stared at Xiao Ye deeply.

"There is an ugly senior sister, then I recognize it." Xiao Ye pretended to be helpless.

boom!

Suddenly, an extremely cold martial arts true meaning suddenly hit, causing Xiao Ye's heart to shudder, and quickly apologized with a wry smile.

Reasoning with a woman, that is when a scholar meets a soldier, and the reason is not clear. Xiao Ye coaxed for a long time, and Bingya turned her head in a dignified manner.

"Let's wait until you defeat them."

Xiao Ye was stunned for a moment, then grinned, saying that Bingya agreed.

"I really want to see what Senior Sister looks like." Xiao Ye's eyes were full of expectations.

The first round is the rookie competition, and the second round needs to eliminate half of the players and select the top 20. With Liu Yiyi's strength, he can definitely rush into the top 20, but unfortunately he was eliminated early because of Xiao Ye.

It didn't take long for Xiao Ye to see Zhao Gan playing, and everyone's eyes lit up.

They are all very curious, what kind of cultivation is Zhao Gan now.

"Senior brother, you are the proud son of our Chongyang Sect. Senior brother would like to see your strength." Zhao Gan's opponent is also a direct disciple of the first elder.

His cultivation has reached the early stage of the ninth level of the Innate Realm, and he is a powerful young genius, enough to be listed on the Black Dragon Country Hidden Dragon List.

"Humph!" Zhao Gan carried his hands on his back and was dressed in a white robe hunting. Even in the face of his senior brother, he was still very arrogant and did not give face at all.

The young man's expression changed slightly, a look of anger flashed in his eyes, and then he roared and rushed towards Zhao Gan.

"Fight!"

The disciples watching the battle all widened their eyes, ready to enjoy a fierce battle.

However, the fact was beyond their expectations. Zhao Gan, with a face full of disdain, pushed the young man with a palm. The palm of his hand was surging with terrifying power fluctuations.

Bang!

The young man hadn't rushed in front of Zhao Gan, his body seemed to be hit by a hammer, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and fell several hundred meters away and passed out.

hiss!

Among the disciples watching the battle, many people took a deep breath. The warriors in the early stage of the ninth stage of the Xiantian realm could not even block Zhao Gan's palm.

They haven't even seen Zhao Gan's true strength!

"Humph, trash!" Zhao Gan snorted coldly without any mercy, and then turned around and walked back under the shock of everyone's gaze.

There was a smile on the dry face of the Great Elder, obviously very satisfied with Zhao Gan's performance.

"Elder Brother, what is Zhao Gan's cultivation base now?" The second and third elders were also shocked. Zhao Gan's move was really amazing.

"You will find out if you look down." The elder said lightly, his eyes passing over the always calm deputy sect master.

In fact, Zhao Gan was personally taught by the deputy sect master for a period of time before he personally passed his disciples to the competition, so that he could get the first place and then become the junior sect master.

Even he himself was somewhat unsure of Zhao Gan's exact strength.

"It's really strong." Xiao Ye's body was filled with fighting spirit, and he felt that his blood was boiling.

If Zhao Gan's strength is too poor, he will be a little disappointed.

"Zhao Gan, let me see if you are qualified to compete with me." Xiao Ye secretly said.

The second round of the test continued, and soon another young man came on the field, which made the atmosphere in the field hot.

It was a young man with a majestic body, his long hair was casually let loose, and his exposed muscles showed a fierce aura.

Wentian, the strongest direct disciple of the three elders, this time the person who won the top three places with the highest voice!

As soon as he came on stage, he firmly attracted everyone's attention.

Wentian was indeed very powerful. He burst out with the cultivation level of the ninth-level Xiantian Realm. He defeated his opponent with random moves and easily entered the top 20.

"Next, the disciple who has drawn the eighteenth lottery will come up for a test." The majestic voice of the Great Elder spread throughout the audience.

"Junior brother, prepare to be shocked." Bingya smiled at Xiao Ye, then tapped the soles of her feet and landed lightly on the square.

Xiao Ye looked at Bingya's back, and said softly to himself, "Senior sister's cultivation base is estimated to have reached the middle stage of the ninth level of the Innate Realm."

Everyone stared at Bing Ya's body and began to discuss in a low voice.

"It's Bingya, the direct disciple of the fourth elder!"

"I heard that she is very strong."

"How strong can a woman be?" Someone soon questioned.

Although Bingya rarely took action in the sect, but because of her holy temperament, many people still remember her.

The four black-robed elders, including the deputy sect master, looked at Bingya at the same time.

Before the fourth elder did not accept Xiao Ye as a direct disciple, Bingya brought them too much shock, and the aptitude she showed was no weaker than Zhao Gan.

"Junior Sister Bingya, you have to be careful." Bingya's opponent was a direct disciple of the second elder, who seemed to be a Confucian scholar with a graceful demeanor.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Bingya interrupted the other party in a cold voice and shot directly.

The face of the direct disciple changed slightly, and he didn't dare to be careless. He pushed his cultivation to the peak and fought against Bingya.

Boom!

The bone-chilling breath flowed through the void, and terrifying power fluctuations swept away from Bingya.

"Middle stage of the ninth-level Xiantian realm!" The pupil of the direct disciple shrank violently, his face full of disbelief.

The woman in front of him who looked much younger than him actually possessed such a cultivation.

"Junior Sister Bingya, don't fight anymore, I will admit defeat." The direct disciple smiled bitterly and said, his cultivation level was lower than Bingya's.

"Junior Sister Bingya, I have long heard that your qualifications are not weaker than Junior Brother Zhao Gan. When I saw it today, it really lives up to its reputation." The direct disciple said with a smile on his face.

But Bing Yali ignored the other party, turned around and left, leaving the direct disciple embarrassedly.

"Junior brother, how's your senior sister doing?" Bingya walked to Xiao Ye's side, her eyes flashed, she was quite playful, like a little girl who was eager to get compliments.

It is rare to see Xiao Ye who is so handsome in Bingya. She laughed in her heart, but her face was solemn: "Amazing."

I don't know why, no matter how much other opposite sex praised, Bingya was unmoved, but she cared very much about Xiao Ye's praise.

I saw Bingya smiled proudly and walked to Xiao Ye's side, the two started chatting and laughing.

After taking the medicinal pill, Liu Yiyi, who temporarily stabilized her injury, suddenly saw this scene, and an unknown emotion suddenly rose in her heart.

In fact, when she first entered Chongyangmen, she always took Bingya as her opponent.

But after a period of time, she found that her cultivation, aptitude, and even her temperament were far from being able to compare with the other party.

Bingya had a mysterious aura on her body, so good that she could only look up.

But now, such an excellent woman is actually close to Xiao Ye, chatting and laughing.

"Hmph, Bingya, your eyes are not as good as mine." Liu Yiyi bit her red lips lightly, and looked at Zhao Gan, who stood with her hands behind her back, and suddenly had some confidence in her heart.

Finally, the second round of the big competition is over.

"Take a rest for a stick of incense, and then start the third round of the competition. This time, half of the people are still eliminated. Those who can beat their opponents can advance to the top ten." The elder said.

After one stick of incense, twenty direct disciples began to draw lots.

"Number one?"

"I turned out to be the first to play in the third round." Xiao Ye looked at the bamboo stick in his hand and was slightly taken aback.

"Junior Brother, there are ten trials in total in the third round. It is very likely that you will meet Zhao Gan or Wentian. I hope your luck will not be so bad." Bingya said with some concern.

If Xiao Ye can't rush into the top three, then the next fate will be very miserable.

Bingya's voice just fell, a young man with a majestic body has already walked to the square.

Ask God!

Bingya was taken aback when she saw the young man, she was really afraid of what to do.

"Ask Heaven?" Xiao Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a strong fighting spirit on his body. It seemed that he needed to use his physical strength.

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