The Strongest Sect of All Times

Because Xiao Zuiji was in the city, it was easy to be glared and ridiculed. Jun Changxiao ordered him to rest after staying at Inn.

Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang and the others did not leave Inn. They practiced in the room, adjusted the state, and prepared for the Sect competition the day after tomorrow.

Jun Changxiao was bored, went to the Martial Dao market to buy medicine ingredients, and found several copies of the original product to treat the injury, but none were available.

“Hey.”

“Mass production is a bit difficult.”

He hopes to refining enough Qi Dan, body sculpting Dan and Cyclone Dan to provide himself with training resources for discipline.

“He’s the Sect Master!”

“It looks pretty young, but unfortunately, I have a problem in my head. I have to bring the discipline to participate in the Sect competition.”

“It’s not surprising that there are cannon fodder Sects every time.”

“There are a lot of disciplines in this competition. The cultivation base is more than ten stages in Meridian Opening. As for his ninth-class Sect, I am afraid he will be out in the first round.”

Without Xiao Zuiji’s follow, Jun Changxiao sadly became the object of ridicule and argument by the martial artist and passers-by.

A waste, a ninth-rate Sect. If you want to walk on the street, you can also let others envy the eyes, that is really evil.

Jun Changxiao ignored it. After a while at the bazaar, he returned to Inn. It was not until the day after the Sect contest that day later that he brought five disciples out.

At this moment, the genius is just bright, and people are coming and going on the street.

The Sect competition every two years is a great event in Cheongyang-gun, and many foreign martial artists have arrived as early as three or five days.

“Iron bones come out!”

“Tsk tsk, it’s very bright, I hope the style will remain the same when the competition starts.”

“Xiao Zuiji didn’t have spiritual power at all. He took the stage and competed with other sect disciple.

“There is that girl, it seems that there is no spiritual power. Sending such a disciple to battle, are you sure you are not kidding?”

“Jiuliu Sect, it can be regarded as burning incense if you can send a Li Qingyang. What kind of disciple is expected from them?”

Faced with whispering and disdain by everyone, Jun Changxiao turned a deaf ear and took the discipline to walk on the way to the venue.

It looks like serene, but in fact, there is a anger in my heart, I can’t wait to take an ak, and give all these broken-mouthed guys to tú tú.

Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo, and Tian Qi were also on fire, and they could only wait until Sect competed to vent.

……

South of the city, Sect’s competition place.

When Jun Changxiao came to sign up, there was still a spacious martial arts stage, but now it has been erected on the periphery to form a ring shape, similar to the Roman gladiatorial field.

At the entrance of the venue, various sects martial artists are gathered. The middle age person who was previously writing is reviewing bamboo cards one after another.

When Jun Changxiao came, Yu Guang caught it, and immediately Pi Xiurou was not said with a smile: “Aiya, Sect Master is coming?”

Seems to say hello, but it reminds various sects martial artist.

really.

As soon as the sound came to an end, the various sects executives standing outside the entrance of the venue turned around to look at it.

Although these people have smiles on their faces, their eyes are disdainful and disdainful.

Those who come to participate in the Sect competition, which is not eight-rate Sect, naturally can’t look at only the nine-level iron bone pie.

Jun Changxiao is not uncommon either. They bring disciple to the entrance and give the bamboo card representing the disciple’s identity to the middle age person.

Various sects deliberately kept a certain distance from them, seemingly afraid of being obscured.

“Senior Brother, isn’t Iron Skeleton Sect Saury? Why did you come to the Sect contest?”

“Maybe it’s looking for excitement.”

“Pu haha, in my opinion it is courting death.”

Various sects disciple is also hard to see the iron skeleton.

No way, who makes the Sect level low, which requires more than seven streams, I’m afraid nodded knees came over and licked.

After the bamboo identity verification, Jun Changxiao said, “Let’s go.”

Xiao Zuiji didn’t leave, standing at the entrance of the venue, his fists clenched tightly, his nails were in the flesh, his eyes were angry and he stared at the other entrance.

Jun Changxiao and the others noticed that, looking down, they saw a teenager wearing a slender blue clothed walk ahead.

“Sinner cousin.”

He greeted him, but the smile on his face was hypocritical, especially within the eyes with a touch of pride.

“It’s Xiao Lin Ye.”

“Xiao Family the best genius in the young generation!”

“I heard that a few months ago, it was collected as a direct disciple by Great Elder of Liuliu Sect’s Jue Valley.”

“Did Juegu also send a discipline to participate in the Sect contest?”

The people whispered.

Xiao Linye?

Jun Changxiao corner of mouth twitching, secretly thought: “If you add another dragon character, the four strongest surnames in the novel’s protagonist are all taken up by this kid.”

Xiao Zuiji said: “I am no longer a Xiao Family, and my cousin cannot afford it.”

Xiao Linye said with a smile: “My cousin has opened the first lineage for me, and my cousin will not be seen by Juejeong Valley, nor will I have the achievements now, so whether you are expelled or not, in the heart of the younger brother It will always be my cousin. “

Jun Changxiao didn’t see half gratitude in his eyes, but a hint of jokes.

“Sect Master, let’s go.” Xiao Zuiji didn’t want to have too much intersection with the Xiao Family’s people, and turned around and left.

Xiao Linye blocked the way, and he whispered, “Cousin, it turns out that it was a mistake for the family to do their best to train you. I am Xiao Lin Ye’s future for Xiao Family.”

Xiao Zuiji bowed his head, his heart twisted.

He, Xiao Linye.

My cousin, who had taken care of him, even used a weak spiritual power to help his Meridian Opening, and his relationship was better than his fellow brothers.

However, after his spiritual root cultivation base went backwards, he was the one who mocked and humiliated himself the deepest.

“Father.”

Xiao Linye said with a smile: “Remember, I said that one day, I will surpass you, become stronger, and now I have achieved it.”

“what about you?”

The smile on his face was stronger, and the smile was like a crazy man.

Jun Changxiao brows tightly knit up.

It ’s so hard to cultivate confidence for Disciple. Are you fucking looking for something here? Believe it or not, I’ve killed you with a gun now?

At this moment, Xiao Zuiji with her head down smiled, and her laughing shoulders were shaking.

“What is cousin laughing?” Xiao Lin said.

Xiao Zuiji lifted his head and smiled on his angular face: “I’m laughing at you childish, laughing at you too seriously.”

Xiao Linye’s eyes showed a little anger.

Xiao Zuiji pats proudly said on his shoulder: “Lin Ye, remember, your elder brother will always be your elder brother. Even without the spiritual root, even without the cultivation base, you cannot surpass it.”

With that said, strode into the venue.

Jun Changxiao brought Disciple to come and stopped in front of Xiao Linye deliberately, said with a smile: “Hear not, your brother said, you will live in his shadow all your life.”

“hateful!”

Xiao Linye looked pale and shouted: “Xiao Zuiji, this Sect competition, I will let you, let Xiao Family, let everyone know, I Xiaolin Ye unyielding under others!”

“Dream.” Xiao Zuiji’s voice came.

Jun Changxiao smiled with satisfaction.

He started to worry that Xiao Zuiji would be hit by that guy’s self-esteem, in fact he was more concerned about it.

……

The venue is similar to the gladiatorial arena. There are a lot of fighting platforms in the central area. All around is a battle stage and can accommodate 200,000 people.

When various sects entered the venue one after another, there were no seats on the battle stage. All the martial artists were looking forward to the upcoming Sect competition.

Jun Changxiao was brought into the waiting area and was placed in the waiting area. There were various high-level sects and participating disciplines. The number was almost a hundred.

of course.

After coming in, it is indispensable.

This is just one of the waiting areas and there are three others in different directions.

“Various sects executives please go to the battle stage to watch the disciple stay and wait for the first round of grouping.” A middle age person came to the road.

Jun Changxiao glanced at the five disciples and encouraged: “Don’t be disturbed by the sound outside the field, show your best state, let alone give up!”

“Ah.”

Li Qingyang and the others nodded.

Jun Changxiao left the waiting area and, under the guidance, came to the high-level platform with a wide view, and there was a clear view of the platform below.

“Jun Sect Master.”

I just found a place to sit next to a fat-eared Sect Elder and said with a smile: “If the first round, I have encountered Disciple and you sent the Disciple, the strike is heavy, please forgive me.”

“Oh.”

Jun Changxiao complied.

The high-level sects on the left and right whispered.

They also hope that the first round will encounter Disciples, at least to ensure that the winning ticket is in hand.

In short, the various sects big guys at the scene all regarded the Discipline Disciple as their stepping stone to advance the second round of Disciple.

Jun Changxiao leaned on the back of his chair, his fingers crossed, as if whispering to everyone was unheard of.

Great show, it’s about to begin …

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