"It seems you are very confident. I hope you will be lucky and will not be eliminated before meeting me."

"At that time, I will crush your confidence with my own hands 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 cold and stern, and his white robe was fluttering, as full of arrogance as he had back then.

Zhao Gan is the pride of the Chongyang Sect. He has been practicing hard for more than a year. Now no one can speculate on his cultivation level. His invincible posture is even a very old-fashioned personal disciple.

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

"This brat!" Wentian was furious, completely ignored by Xiao Ye, and his fists were pinched and clattered.

"In the next round, you'd better not meet me!" Wentian's eyes flashed with fierce light.

"Junior brother, you're doing well." When Xiao Ye walked back, Bingya said softly, with a gentle smile on her face covered by the gauze.

"That's right, I won't see who your junior brother is." Xiao Ye grinned and was proud of it.

Bingya gave Xiao Ye a blank look and snorted: "Don't be proud, your opponent will be even more terrifying in the next round. If you meet Zhao Gan and Wentian, you will stop in 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 Bingya and said, "Senior sister has no confidence in me. What if I defeated both of them?"

"Defeat them all?" Bingya's tone was full of suspicion, "If you can do it, senior sister can do it!"

As soon as he spoke, Bingya realized that she had made a mistake and her cheeks flushed. Fortunately, she was covered by a gauze, so Xiao Ye didn't see it, but her heart was made hot by this sentence.

"Let me deal with it?" Xiao Ye's eyes wandered on Bingya's body with fun, causing Bingya's delicate body to froze slightly, and a feeling that she had never felt before emerged from her heart.

Just as Bingya was about to get angry, Xiao Ye withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "If I can defeat them, senior sister, please untie the veil on your face and let me see my true face?"

Bingya's holy and cold temperament seems to be different from a woman in the world. 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 am an ugly monster?" Bingya stared at Xiao Ye deeply and said.

"I have an ugly senior sister, so I will admit it too." Xiao Ye pretended to be helpless.

boom!

Suddenly, a very cold true martial arts meaning suddenly came, which made Xiao Ye shiver and he quickly smiled bitterly to apologize.

When talking to a woman, it was because the scholar met a soldier. It was hard to explain the reason. Xiao Ye coaxed her for a long time before Bingya turned her head angrily.

"Let's talk about it when you defeat them."

Xiao Ye was stunned when he heard this and grinned. Bingya agreed to say that.

"I really want to see what my senior sister looks like." Xiao Ye's eyes were full of expectations.

The first round is the rookie competition. In the second round, half of the people need to be eliminated and the top 20 will be selected. With Liu Yiyi's strength, she can definitely make it to the top 20, but unfortunately, because of Xiao Ye, she was eliminated early.

Not long after, Xiao Ye saw Zhao Gan coming on stage, and everyone's eyes lit up.

They were all very curious about what kind of cultivation Zhao Gan had now.

"Junior brother, you are the pride of our Chongyang Sect. Senior brother really wants to see your strength." Zhao Gan's opponent is also the mastermind of the Great Elder.

His cultivation has reached the early stage of the ninth level of the innate realm. He is a powerful young genius, who is enough to be on the Black Dragon Kingdom's Hidden Dragon List.

"Hmph!" Zhao Gan carried his hands on his back and wore a white robe. Even when facing his senior brother, he was still very arrogant and did not give him any face.

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

"It's a fight!"

All the disciples watching the battle widened their eyes and prepared to enjoy a fierce battle.

However, the fact was beyond their expectations. Zhao Gan looked disdainful and pushed out his palm at the young man. There was a terrible power fluctuation in his palm. The dazzling light intertwined, almost making his palm turn bright.

Bang!

Before the young man rushed to Zhao Gan, his body seemed to be hit by a hammer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, landing hundreds of meters and fainted.

hiss!

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

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

"Hmph, trash!" Zhao Gan shouted coldly without any mercy, and then turned around and walked back in everyone's shocked eyes.

A smile appeared on the elder's dry face, obviously very satisfied with Zhao Gan's performance.

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

"You will know when you look down." The Great Elder said lightly, his eyes flashing past the deputy sect leader who had been very calm.

In fact, before Zhao Gan personally passed on the disciple competition, he was personally taught by the deputy sect leader for a while, in order to win the first place and then become the young sect leader.

Even he himself was a little confused about Zhao Gan's accuracy.

"It's really strong." A fighting spirit emerged from Xiao Ye's body, and 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 said intimately.

The second round of competition continued, and soon another young man came on the court, making the atmosphere in the court hotter.

It was a majestic young man, his head was scattered casually, and his exposed muscles exuded a fierce atmosphere.

Wentian, the strongest personal disciple under the Third Elder, and the person with the highest demand to win the top three this time!

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

Wentian was indeed very powerful. He exploded his cultivation level in the mid-stage ninth level of the innate realm and defeated his opponent in a few random moves, easily entering the top twenty.

"Next, the disciple who draws the No. 18 lottery will come up and compete." The great elder's majestic voice spread throughout the audience.

"Junior brother, be prepared to be surprised." Bingya smiled at Xiao Ye, then lit the soles of her feet and landed lightly on the square.

Xiao Ye looked at Bingya's back and whispered to himself: "Senior sister's cultivation level is probably at the mid-stage of the ninth level of the innate realm."

Everyone stared at Bingya's body and started to talk in a low voice.

"It's Bingya, the fourth elder's personal disciple!"

"I heard she is very strong."

"How strong can a woman be?" someone quickly questioned.

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

Four black-robed elders, including the deputy sect leader, looked at Bingya at the same time.

Before the fourth elder accepted Xiao Ye as his personal disciple, Bingya brought them too much shock, and the qualifications he showed were not inferior to Zhao Gan.

"Junior Sister Bingya, you have to be careful." Bingya's opponent was a personal disciple of the Second Elder's sect, as if he was a Confucian scholar, with a graceful demeanor.

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

The face of the personal disciple changed slightly, and he did not dare to be careless at all. He activated his cultivation to the peak and started a battle with Bingya.

Rumble!

The bone-broken aura flowed through the void, and a terrifying wave of power swept across Bingya.

"Middle stage of the ninth level of the innate realm!" The disciple's pupils shrank violently, his face full of disbelief.

The woman who looked much younger than him actually had such cultivation.

"Junior Sister Bingya, no need to beat me, I admit defeat." The personal disciple smiled bitterly and bowed. His cultivation level was lower than Bingya.

"Junior Sister Bingya, I have heard that your qualifications are not inferior to those of Junior Brother Zhao Gan. Today, I saw it. "The disciple who was born with a smile on his face said.

But Bing Yali ignored the other party and turned around and left, allowing the in-person disciple to walk away embarrassedly.

"Junior brother, how are the senior sister's behavior?" Bingya walked to Xiao Ye, her eyes fluttering, and she was quite playful, like a little girl who was eager to get praise.

It is rare to see Bingya as such Xiao Ye, and she smiles in her heart, but she says seriously on her face: "Awesome."

For some reason, no matter how other opposite sexes praised them, Bingya was unmoved, but she cared very much about Xiao Ye's praise.

I saw Bingya smile proudly and walked to Xiao Ye. The two of them started to chat and laugh.

After taking the pill and temporarily stabilizing the injury, Liu Yiyi suddenly felt an unknown feeling in her heart when she saw this scene.

In fact, when she first entered the Double Ninth Festival, she always used Bingya as her opponent.

But after a while, she realized that she was far from comparing with the other party in terms of cultivation, qualifications, and even temperament.

Bingya has a mysterious aura, so outstanding that she can only look up to her.

But now such an excellent woman is intimate and chatting and laughing with Xiao Ye.

"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. Some confidence suddenly emerged in her heart.

Finally, the second round of competition ended.

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

After a stick of incense, twenty personal disciples began to draw lots.

“No. 1?”

"I was actually the first one to play in the third round." Xiao Ye looked at the bamboo stick in his hand and was slightly stunned.

"Junior brother, there are ten competitions in the third round. It is very likely that you will meet Zhao Gan or Wentian. I hope you will not be so lucky." Bingya said with some concern.

If Xiao Ye cannot make it to the top three, his fate will be very miserable.

As Bingya finished speaking, a young man with a majestic body had already stepped into the square.

Ask the sky!

When Bingya saw the young man, she was shocked. She was really afraid of anything she wanted.
Chapter completed!