Son-in-law, God-Emperor

The Coiling Dragon Spear pierced through the air, aiming at Zhao Ming's neck.

At this time, the latter has no power to parry at all. With this spear thrust, Zhao Ming will undoubtedly die...

"stop!"

Then at this moment a loud and majestic voice came out, it was He Yutang.

Xiao Fan stood in front of Zhao Ming with the Coiling Dragon Spear in one hand. At this time, the tip of the spear was less than half an inch away from Zhao Ming's neck...

Zhao Ming's face was pale with no blood at all. He was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat. He didn't even dare to move...

Xiao Fan slowly took back the Coiling Dragon Spear in his hand, and Zhao Ming breathed a sigh of relief. A feeling of fear surged through his body, causing him to sit on the ground.

At that moment, he clearly felt that death was very close to him...

Only half an inch missing!

However, Zhao Ming regretted it after sitting on the ground. He then remembered that he was in the fourth arena at this time...

It's over...Zhao Ming saw all kinds of mocking and sarcastic looks around him. He jumped up and looked at Xiao Fan fiercely.

He hated Xiao Fan deeply in his heart, but he didn't dare to provoke him now.

After all, strength does not allow it.

"You..." Zhao Ming was very angry and wanted to leave some threatening words, but in the end he didn't dare to say it. Instead, he said viciously: "I am the person who is ordered to manage the order of the scene, and you actually If you dare to attack me and break the rules, your hands and feet will be cut off, you will be beaten into a cripple and then expelled. "

Xiao Fan looked at Zhao Ming calmly, with a calm expression on his face, not taking the other person seriously at all.

At this time, He Yutang's voice came out from the void: "The competition here is to select entry-level disciples, and outer disciples are not allowed to participate!"

"The competition continues."

With just one light word, the matter is over?

Zhao Ming was confused... He felt miserable, but He Yutang said so, so what could he do?

Everyone around was stunned. No one expected Xiao Fan to be so strong. Zhao Ming was at the ninth level of the Qi Transformation Realm. How could he win like this?

And among the 10,000 selected disciples present, most of them were surprised only because of the strength Xiao Fan showed.

The outer disciples were surprised by He Yutang's attitude.

They, the outer disciples, are sent here to organize discipline, that is, to act according to orders.

Although I don't know why the two of them got into the ring, it was revealed in such an understatement. This kind of thing is extremely rare.

Zhao Ming was not convinced, but He Yutang had said so. He was a small outer disciple, not even a deacon, so he did not dare to resist, so he turned around and got off the ring.

Xiao Fan cupped his fists in the air and saluted, then left the ring in a flash.

The people in Arena No. 4 looked at Xiao Fan as if he were a monster...

And they are even more determined about one thing, that is, if Xiao Fan challenges any of them, they will definitely abstain! ..

Chen Shi was even more stunned when he saw the fight just now. Xiao Fan was able to defeat a monk at the ninth level of Qi Transformation just a short time before the Lingshi mine...

terrible.

At least he already has the strength of a small family head!

Zhao Ming was defeated by a disciple who had not yet started. His face was burning and he felt ashamed. So he found an excuse and left the fourth arena, leaving all matters here to other outer disciples to handle.

The brief battle here ended, and the discussions and competition began again in various venues.

Nangong Lingxuan, Chen Feixing, Shan Yanghui and other talented people have all shown extraordinary strength, and they can crush their opponents whenever they take action.

At the same time, in a peach blossom garden a few miles away from the outer gate competition arena.

He Yutang was playing chess with an old man. The old man had snow-white hair and a kind face, looking at the chess board with a smile.

"This guy's name is Xiao Fan. He's not bad. He's very talented." The old man smiled lightly and took a sip from the teacup beside him.

He Yutang nodded noncommittally and said: "On the road to cultivation, talent is only one aspect."

Saying this can be regarded as a disguised recognition of Xiao Fan's talent!

The white-haired old man said with a smile: "Why, are you interested in taking him into your sect?"

After hearing this, He Yutang did not speak immediately. After thinking for a moment, he slowly said: "Still investigating."

The white-haired old man laughed: "I didn't expect that this little doll would actually fall into your eyes. Tsk tsk tsk... Just send someone to investigate his background to prevent any trouble."

"I heard before that he is a son-in-law. I am a little curious. Can such a good young man become a son-in-law?"

"..."

He Yutang did not speak and agreed with what the white-haired old man said.

...

The day passed quickly, but there was no rest in all the arenas. The three days He Yutang said were three days and three nights...

The handyman disciples in gray robes came twice today and prepared food for everyone.

Xiao Fan was not in a hurry to play. He was not in a hurry. If you don't count the times he challenged Zhao Ming, he still had nine chances to play.

The results of the other matches were as expected. The geniuses in each arena had never lost, and no one would take the initiative to challenge them.

Xiao Fan feels that the selection method of Jixian Sect is very clever...

Those with good talent will stay, and those with high strength and potential will also stay.

Time flies, and the last day is here in a blink of an eye.

On the last day, Xiao Fan came on stage, and he randomly selected nine people to compete...

But the result was that everyone who received Xiao Fan's challenge unanimously admitted defeat...

This is a real evil star, no one dares to offend.

Chen Shi didn't know if it was because of Xiao Fan, no one challenged him in three days, and he specifically challenged some people who were weaker than him, and finally ranked 18th to be promoted to an outer disciple.

The third assessment is over.

All those who were promoted to outer disciples gathered on the main stage, a total of 500 people.

The remaining 9,500 people can choose to become menial disciples, wait for the subsequent menial disciple selection, or leave the sect.

He Yutang also appeared on the last day. He stood on the stage with a majestic look, looking at the 500 promoted outer disciples and nodded with satisfaction, especially looking at Xiao Fan's eyes, deliberately staying for a while.

Among them, Nangong Lingxuan, Shan Yanghui, Chen Feixing, Li Dong, and a group of family direct descendants were all promoted without exception.

Among them, Zhu Gang also successfully promoted to an outer disciple by virtue of his own shrewdness...

According to what he said, he went on the field first to directly challenge those who were weaker than him, without any embarrassment, and scored first...

"You did a good job, congratulations on becoming outer disciples."

"Next there will be a ranking competition specifically for those who became outer disciples this time..."

"Finally, the sect will give different rewards based on each person's ranking. Among them, the top 100 will be rewarded with 10 contribution points."

"The top 50 will be rewarded with 20 contribution points."

"The top 20 will be rewarded with 30 contribution points."

"The top 10 will be rewarded with a Xuan-level technique from the library, and 30 contribution points."

"The top three will be rewarded with a Xuan-level technique from the library, 30 contribution points, and a separate cultivation cave."

"The first place will be rewarded with a lower-grade earth-level technique from the library, 50 contribution points, and a separate cultivation cave."

He Yutang's words made everyone around him gasp....

The eyes of the five hundred people were shining....

Earth-level technique?

Cultivation cave?