Eternal gate

With that said, Wu Xuantong stepped aside.

In the center of the battle platform, there is a small wooden box hanging. One hundred and nine jade tablets are placed in the wooden box, which correspond to the one hundred and nine new disciples who have joined the sect. They originally belonged to the one hundred and eight disciples. The handsome lady Chi Yan went through the back door and brought another one, well, it was that guy from Zhao Yun.

Just like buying something, he is the gift that is given.

Each jade plaque has a number engraved on it.

Two people who draw the same number are their opponents. One hundred and nine disciples compete in pairs, and one of them becomes available. The one who becomes available will advance directly without having to fight.

"The one who has a bye, let me come."

Sikong Jiannan said something and then licked his hair.

What a moral! It's still very obvious: I'm handsome, don't compete with me for any brand that's on your bye.

"Teasing!"

Both the disciples on the stage and the spectators below the stage looked at him with slanted eyes. How many years does it take for such a talent to appear? What about a duel? What do you think about picking up girls?

"You can draw anyone, but don't draw Chu Wushuang."

This is what all the disciples on the stage are saying silently in their hearts.

If you draw someone else, even if it is the Heavenly Spirit Body or the Yinbing True Body, there is still hope of winning.

If it was Chu Wushuang who was drawn, why bother?

"It's best not to hit her." Zhao Yun also muttered in his heart.

You have to fight, so leave it until the end. Don't fight right away.

"Tian Lingling and Earth Lingling, let me draw Ji Hen."

Such murmuring words were heard from time to time on the battlefield.

After Qingyao heard this, she couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering. If she got Zhao Yun, she would lose even more miserably.

After Zhao Yun heard this, he stepped up and looked ahead, wondering who could be so confused.

"If you encounter a strong disciple, such as the Heavenly Spirit Body, you will give up immediately."

"One hundred and nine people, each one, has a chance to be resurrected."

Mu Qinghan looked back, fearing that Zhao Yun wouldn't know, so he specifically reminded everyone not to rush forward.

"Understood." Zhao Yun smiled.

"Damn it, can you hurry up?" Lin Xie cursed from the front.

It was Sikong Jiannan who reached into the box with one hand, like fishing in troubled waters, grabbing it again and again.

Jiannan didn't take it seriously and took a piece casually.

After looking at the numbers above, he looked at Chu Wushuang again.

Well, my opponent was not Chu Wushuang, so I felt relieved.

How embarrassing to be kicked out of the playoffs in the first round.

Disciples came forward one by one.

By the time Zhao Yun arrived, he had no choice, only the last piece was left.

One hundred and nine signs were hung on the wall, and it was clear who was whose opponent.

The bye card was drawn by Youlan, and she was the first to advance.

"Damn it."

Han Ming, the Young Master of Canglang City, looked at it and cursed secretly.

He was the unlucky one, and he hit Chu Wushuang with one stroke.

"Bullshit."

He was not the only one who cursed secretly, other disciples also cursed in their hearts.

Most of them have drawn powerful opponents, such as the Heavenly Spirit Body and the Yinbing True Body.

"You two, your aim is quite accurate!"

Yun Yan looked at Zhao Yun and also at Mu Qinghan.

Her two disciples faced each other, and it was the first time.

"I had no choice."

Zhao Yun held his hand, he was the last one to hold the sign.

Mu Qinghan laughed dryly, and by a stroke of magic, her aim was too accurate.

Wu Xuantong has already called, "Ji Hen of Zizhu Peak, Mu Qinghan of Zizhu Peak, come on stage."

"I abstain."

Zhao Yun didn't get up at all, thinking he was seeing his senior sister off.

The main reason is... I'm too embarrassed to hit him, so I beat my senior sister in front of everyone. The master will beat him when he gets back.

As for him, there is still a resurrection match, so he can still advance.

"Don't be discouraged, there is still a chance." Mu Qinghan whispered with a smile.

Zhao Yun nodded. He could only give in to the honest boy sitting there this time. The next time he met, he couldn't give in. After all, he only had one chance to be resurrected and he had to get first place.

In the first game, Mu Qinghan advanced without a fight.

"Chu Wushuang, Han Ming, come on stage."

"I... abstain."

As soon as Wu Xuantong finished shouting, he heard a dry cough from Han Ming and was so frightened.

Looking at Chu Wushuang, he closed his eyes and fell asleep, but he didn't move at all.

"Song Yu, Han Xue, come on stage."

Wu Xuantong stretched and shouted for the third time.

"I abstain."

Yu Wenhao waved his hand, facing the true form of Yin Bing, it would be strange if he could beat him.

"It's really interesting." Sifang sighed.

In the first three games of the Xinzong Competition, they all abstained, why are you so cowardly!

It's better to be cowardly, but it's safer to be cowardly. According to Han Ming and Song Yu, when it's time to be cowardly... you have to be cowardly. One opponent is Chu Wushuang, and the other is Yin Bing's real body. If you do it hard, you are looking for abuse. .

"Yan Kang, come up here."

Before Wu Xuantong could speak again, Hua Du came on stage and showed off his domineering attitude.

Yes, his opponent is Yan Kang. To be honest, he has been waiting for this day for too long.

"Aren't you afraid?" Yan Kang snorted coldly and jumped onto the fighting platform.

Seeing this, the onlookers all sat up straight. The grudge between these two people may have spread throughout the entire Great Xia. One went to Zuimeng Tower for prostitution, and the other went to blow up someone in the middle of the night. This is how they formed a rift.

Now, when we meet on the battlefield, how can we not create sparks?

"Blow it up, I'll let you blow it up."

Huadu shouted loudly, and the fight started. His energy and blood were boiling, and he attacked quickly and fiercely. Yan Kang was defeated frequently. He was a young master of the same clan, but Huadu's moral conduct and background were far stronger than that of Yan Kang.

"Come."

Although Yan Kang was at a disadvantage, he was still very angry.

I'm afraid no one can understand his anger. From Forget the Ancient City to the Great Xia Sect, he was either bombed or tricked, either tricked or thrown down. It was too difficult to pretend to be realistic. He tried to pretend all the way. After holding it in like this The anger that had raged for many days finally broke out today. Huadu hated him so much that it made his teeth itch, so why didn't he do the same? That night in Zuimeng Tower, it was Huadu's fellow who fought with him for the prize. If not, he would have held the beauty in his arms. He will be the one to return, and it was Hua Du who ruined his good deeds.

boom! boom! pound!

There were a lot of roars and a lot of clangs.

The scene on the battlefield was a bit bloody.

"Those two are afraid of killing their father."

Mr. Chen Xuan stroked his beard and spoke with sincerity.

This is what many elders want to say. Whether it is Huadu or Yan Kang, it is no longer a duel, but a game of fate! Winning or losing doesn't seem to matter, what matters is killing the opponent.

"Where have you been these past few days?"

Yun Yan withdrew her eyes from the fighting platform and looked at Zhao Yun.

"I've dug...the treasure." Zhao Yun laughed dryly, having already prepared his words. As he spoke, he didn't forget to look across the way. He could see Yuan Miao, but not Jin Xuanzhong. The old guy hasn't come back yet, maybe. Still looking for clues in the underground palace, even the new sect competition was not in the mood to watch.

"In these troubled times, it's best to go out less in the future." Yun Yan said leisurely.

"Understood." Zhao Yun smiled.

After that, he sat down over to Yun Yan and said, "Master, how is our Tianzong's intelligence network?"

"Ask what this is for."

Yun Yan said, casually taking out an ancient book and reading it.

"curious."

"The Tianzong Intelligence Network has suffered heavy damage and is still under reconstruction." Yun Yan said.

"Severe damage?" Zhao Yun frowned slightly, unable to determine the extent of the serious damage, but Yun Yan said that the losses were probably heavy. The reason why he asked the intelligence network was because of Jin Xuanzhong. Ruo Tianzong still didn't know that Jin Xuanzhong was a corpse clan. spy, that’s nonsense.