Strongest Profound Sect System

Tianyuanzong can be called a second-rate sect, and the scale of the sect is not huge. This nima only transferred to a war hall, so Linley was confused.

In Xuanzong, the Department of Warfare was just composed of dozens of palaces, which was very simple, but here, it was very complicated, with low-level, intermediate, and high-level divisions divided into several areas, which made Linley feel a little unnecessary.

Since we want to cultivate sects, we must bring out the best and treat them equally. How is it different from people being classified into high and low?

Disciples with good aptitude can still obtain good things, and their breakthrough cultivation is naturally fast. However, those with poor aptitude will naturally obtain poor things, and their breakthrough cultivation will naturally be much worse.

You lost at the starting point. If you don't have a good exercise as a starting point, the final result will only be a bigger gap.

The good ones will continue to be good, and the bad ones will only get worse. This is really a bit cumbersome for the promotion of the sect.

Of course, this is just his idea. After all, not every sect will treat everyone equally like Xuanzong. All resources must be obtained by oneself. Same, no difference.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, just now we passed the Zhanfa hall. It just so happens that today is our sect's annual ring competition. If fellow daoists are interested, you might as well go and have a look."

"Just watch it for fun, I don't know..."

"Okay, since fellow daoist invites you kindly, then this deity can only be disrespectful!" Zheng was bored, and ended up with such an interesting incident.

Coincidentally, he also wanted to see how well the second-rate sects in the holy world were doing, and whether they were as strong as their own disciples.

The two agreed, and a group of people came and walked lightly, and walked slowly towards the location of the arena area.

The speed is not fast, but just right, the ring area is not far from the Zhanfa hall, and after a while, the group arrived at the ring area mentioned by the third elder.

boom…

"Raging Dragon."

"Dragon Palm."

With two low shouts, Linley's eyes were drawn to him, and he saw that on the ring in the distance, two men both showed their special fighting skills. Suddenly, gusts of wind collided with palm prints all over the sky.

boom boom...

The aftermath of the battle between the two dispersed towards the surroundings. However, this scene made Linley a little puzzled. Logically speaking, there should be a protective formation around the ring. disciples around.

But obviously, this arena didn't have that kind of formation, the aftermath of the battle rushed out instantly, and some weak disciples in the audience, in this aftermath, were careless for a moment, were poked, and finally passed out due to lack of strength.

Some people were even thrown out, and had an intimate contact with the wall, the appearance, the taste, the sourness, it hurts even thinking about it.

thump thump

Suddenly, in the gust of wind, a man flew upside down. Finally, his physical strength was exhausted, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he directly declined in the audience.

Too strong, the gust of wind is like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, without the support of its master, it dissipates into nothingness in an instant.

"Junior Brother Zhang, you lost!"

On the stage, the man looked at the man lying down with a proud expression, his face was pale, and the blood in his chest was rolling. Hearing this, he couldn't hold back the sweetness in his throat, and the blood couldn't help spraying out.

puff…

"Senior Brother Zhang..."

Off the field, some disciples saw the defeated man vomit blood, and went up one by one to comfort them. When they realized that the man's life was not in danger, they felt relieved.

Looking at someone who was too strong, Linley felt an inexplicable feeling of displeasure. This feeling was indescribable, but it was an urge to hit someone.

"This little guy is quite arrogant!"

Talking to himself is not only talking to himself, but also talking to the third elder next to him.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the third elder smiled and began to explain.

"Lin Daoyou, the person on the stage is a newly recruited disciple. However, his talent is too strong. He passed five levels and killed six generals, and he has grown to where he is now!" Speaking of this disciple, his old face had a proud expression , as if the sect was proud to have such a disciple.

However, Linley was not optimistic about this at all. On the contrary, he was buying a defeated disciple. Linley was somewhat interested in him.

"Hongyun, go and bring me up!" Suddenly, Linley ordered.

"Yes!" Responding, the figure disappeared, and when it reappeared, it came to the wounded disciple surnamed Zhang.

"this…"

The incident happened suddenly, and Hongyun's speed was so fast that the three elders didn't have time to react. However, when there was time to react, they could see Hongyun in the arena.

The appearance of Hongyun has attracted the attention of many people, especially the young people in the arena.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Hongyun, his face was covered with frost, and he tried hard, "Dog, who told you to touch him, let me go!"

Linley: …………

Everyone: ...

Third Elder: ...

The man's words made everyone present, including Lin Lei and others, stunned on the spot, especially the Zhanbu disciples who followed Hongyun and others. Hearing his companion being so abused, even though the other party's cultivation was like ants to them .

"Master, please allow me to go down and play with the little guy." With a plea, he looked at Linley,

The man Lin Lei knew, named Fang Xu, was a very hard-working disciple, and his cultivation reached the Dzogchen in the early stage of the gods. As for his aptitude, he was at the lowest level at best.

Looking at him, Linley pondered for a while, locked his eyes on the third elder, and asked, after all, this is his territory, so it's not good for him to be presumptuous here.

"Fellow Daoist, you also saw that my subordinate can't see my companion being scolded!"

"How about this, how about letting my subordinate go up and delay for a while, wait for the deity to wake up the young man in his hand, and then let them fight a battle?"

Linley was resolute, and the third elder was stunned. Although it was a bit unruly, he thought of what the other party had brought out before, but he didn't stop him in the end. He nodded and said, "That's it, okay!"

swish

As soon as the third elder heard the words, Fang Xu's figure disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he came behind the young man on the ring.

"Tsk tsk, it's good to be proud at such a young age, but you think too highly of yourself and don't put everyone in your eyes."

"What is your capital?"

"Talent? Spiritual root? Comprehension? Perseverance?"

Step by step, he walked towards the young man, his words became sharper and sharper, "I'm sorry, in my eyes, you are nothing."

With a crisp sound of "pa", a clear palm print appeared on the left side of the young man's face.

"what happened?"

Everyone in the audience was stunned for a while! They saw the slap print on the young man's face, but when did the other party strike?

"you you…"

His face was in pain, but at the moment he didn't care about it, his eyes widened, and he looked at the man who suddenly appeared in shock. No one else knew, but he knew very well that the man had made a move just now.

It's just that the speed is so fast that low-level people can't see it clearly.