With the expectations of all the disciples, the day for the new disciple competition came soon.

Early in the morning, Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan came to the stadium with other new disciples with the deacon.

I saw that the stage had been set up on the field, and in the open space below the stage, many old disciples were standing there waiting to watch the game.

On the platform not far from the stage, there were elders from each peak and elders from the disciples' courtyard.

"I'm so nervous!" Ling Xiaoqiu held her hands tightly, looking at the stage not far away with a nervous look. She used to participate in competitions when she was in the cultivation world, but she had never been as nervous as this time. Perhaps the result of this competition is related to her future allocation in the sect. If she has excellent results this time, she can choose the mountain she wants to go to to practice. If the grades are too poor, she can only wait for the elders of each peak to choose herself. If the elders of each peak do not choose, she will eventually become a disciple who does chores.

Su Jinyue turned her head and smiled at Ling Xiaoqiu, "Relax, just treat it as an ordinary game. Your strength is above average among disciples, and there will definitely be no problem."

"Yes." Ling Xiaoqiu nodded, took a strong breath, and tried hard to calm himself down.

"Now, please draw lots for all the disciples to decide their order of appearance, starting from the first disciple here, and going to the stage one by one." The deacon looked at the disciple on the right and said.

The first disciple on the right walked out of the team and reached out to draw a jade tag from the box on the table, followed by the second disciple and the third disciple...

Seeing that it was her turn, Su Jinyue walked forward and reached out to pull out a jade token from the box. The number on it was seventy-nine. The new disciples who came in with her, plus the group of disciples before them, totaled 239 disciples.

Su Jinyue estimated that it would be her turn tomorrow's game. When she saw Zhan Yihan draw the jade tag, she asked, "What number are you?"

"One Hundred and Twenty-three." Zhan Yihan said.

"I am No. 94." Wu Zheng said from the side.

"I'm one hundred and seventy-two." Ling Xiaoqiu said. This competition was a wheel battle. Each disciple needs to win ten consecutive games to advance, or no one can go on stage to challenge.

While the few people were talking, the two disciples on the stage had already started a battle.

Looking up, one of them was Li Hui who came in with them, and another disciple was a disciple from the previous group.

The disciple of the previous group of two people used a flute. As he put the flute at his mouth, a beautiful flute sound poured out. Li Hui, who was using a double hammer on the opposite side, stopped moving and his eyes began to become blurred.

"Yin Attack." Su Jinyue raised her eyebrows in interest. This was the first time she saw someone using the sound skills. The sound skills seemed soft and powerless, but they could silently destroy the other party's consciousness, making people completely addicted to the music and let themselves extricate themselves.

Li Hui's eyes became dull and he stood there blankly. He was kicked off the stage by the opponent and woke up. After looking around, he realized that he had been eliminated.

Looking at the disciples on the stage, Li Hui felt a little scared and secretly glad that fortunately, the game stipulates that people's lives cannot be hurt, otherwise he will be in danger this time.

With the end of the first game, the disciple who got the No. 3 card jumped onto the stage.

"Please!" The disciple who used the flute smiled and made a gesture of inviting the newly on stage. Seeing the other party rushing up, he quickly took a few steps back and put the flute in his hand next to his mouth again.

A whistle sound poured out again, and threads quickly covered the entire stage.

After the disciple on the opposite side knew that the other party was using sound attack, he was mentally prepared. When the other party was blowing the flute, he quickly shot an isolation formation around him.

The flute sounds hit the isolation formation in a sliver of ripples.

"Crack!" A light sound broke out from the Isolation. The sound of flute quickly entered the isolation array whenever possible. The disciple was quickly controlled by the flute.

Seeing that the opponent's eyes became dull, the disciple who used the flute raised his foot and kicked the opponent off the stage.

The second match ends again.

"That disciple is so amazing!" Wu Zheng exclaimed. If he had been on stage, he would definitely not be able to hold on for long. Fortunately, he was less likely to meet the other party even later.

"I didn't expect the sound attack to be so powerful." Ling Xiaoqiu said incredible. This was the first time she saw someone using sound attack.

Su Jinyue curled her lips and smiled, "Although the sound attack is powerful, the one who wants to attack the other party is also using his own immortal power. Look at the monk, he looks relaxed, but in fact he can't hold on for long."

When Wu Zheng and Ling Xiaoqiu heard this, they looked at the disciple on the stage carefully, and they saw that the other party's face turned pale.

"Although the sound attack is powerful, it doesn't seem that everyone can control it." Wu Zheng sighed.

"It's because his own strength is too weak. If he is a stronger cultivator to control the sound skills, he can definitely exert greater power. Senior Sister Su, right?" Ling Xiaoqiu looked at Su Jinyue and asked.

"Yes." Su Jinyue nodded.

The competition on the stage continued. In the fifth game, the disciple who used the flute could no longer support him and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

"As sure as Senior Sister Su said, the sound attack is not so easy to control." Wu Zheng shook his head.

"Yes." Ling Xiaoqiu nodded in agreement.

At this time, a blue-haired man walked onto the stage.

"It's the first-ranked senior brother Zhou Jizhou among the new disciples. It's really unlucky for the disciple who met Senior Brother Zhou."

"He is not the first among the new disciples. The first one now is Senior Brother Zhan Yihan Zhan."

"I haven't heard of Senior Brother Zhan. Anyway, I think Senior Brother Zhou is amazing."

"That's because you have never seen the power of Senior Brother Zhan."

"Senior Brother Zhou is a mid-stage cultivator in Sanxian. Is there anyone who has more new disciples than him?"

"Senior Brother Zhan is a late-stage cultivator. Who do you think is more powerful?" The new disciples were divided into two factions and began to argue.

Hearing the arguments among the disciples, Zhan Yihan shook his head. He was not interested in whether he was the first among the new disciples. It was not these new disciples he wanted to surpass.

Zhou Jizhou hooked his finger at the disciple who was about to fight him, "Start!" As he spoke, he moved his feet and rushed towards the other party.

When the disciple saw that his opponent was Zhou Jizhou, he felt a little afraid in his heart. Seeing Zhou Jizhou rushing towards him, he quickly took several steps back.
Chapter completed!