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    In front of Tianyuan Pavilion, four arenas were set up, and they were completed in just a few days under the guidance of the wise masters of the academy.

    Compared with the arena in the martial arts arena, these four arenas are stronger and have better protective measures.

    In addition to hosting the academy's small competition, there will also be a big competition for the inner disciples to be held here in half a month. In comparison, that is the real grand event of the academy.

    The first place in Xiao Bi is to become an inner disciple, while the first place in Da Bi is to be able to compete with the last core disciple. If you win, you can take the opponent's position.

    The identities of the core disciples are completely different. How can they have the time to deal with various challenges all day long? Even a challenge qualification is extremely precious and can only be obtained by the number one in the inner sect.

    However, in most cases, challenges launched by inner disciples to core disciples end in failure.

    Of course, the material rewards for first place in the competition are also generous enough.

    For the outer sect disciples, the Academy Competition can be said to be a good opportunity to reach the sky in one step. As long as you become an inner sect disciple, not only will your future be unlimited, but your family will also receive many benefits.

    An inner disciple of Wanluo Academy will have a huge impact on all aspects. Many small families have succeeded in rising to power through a talented child, greatly expanding their family power.

    In the early morning of this day, all the outer disciples gathered in front of Tianyuan Pavilion, waiting for the small competition to begin.

    "Yan Shisan, I didn't expect that you would also be interested in the competition of these outer disciples?" Wu Tianming sneered at Yan Shisan who was approaching on the temporary martial arts viewing platform.

    Among the new inner disciples this year, Yan Shisan¡¯s performance completely surpassed the others. Wu Tianming, who had a high self-esteem, was very unhappy with him.

    "Humph, the protection period will be over in half a year. You may be challenged by an outer disciple, and you will be embarrassed!" Yan Shisan walked past with his head held high, leaving a cold snort.

    Wu Tianming¡¯s complexion turned blue and white, but he didn¡¯t refute. These words hit the spot that hurt him.

    After half a year, the outer disciples can start to challenge the new inner disciples.  Once you lose, you will lose your status as an inner disciple.

    Wu Tianming came to the scene today mostly to see with his own eyes how powerful the strongest few among the outer disciples were, and to prepare in advance.

    The inner disciples on the martial arts viewing platform.  Basically, they all belong to the weaker group, and they have similar worries in their hearts.

    Jing Shifang came to the ring early. He had been looking forward to today's competition for a long time.

    My main opponent is not Feng Yuran, who has reached sixth place in the outer sect.  Rather, they were among the top three veteran outer disciples.

    Judging from the information obtained from Senior Brother Tian, ??these three outer disciples have all been in the academy for several years, have rich practical experience, and have spiritual weapons in their hands.

    A figure swept onto the central stage, it was the ancient figure in Tianyuan Pavilion.  As one of the top teachers in the academy, he will host this competition.

    You can also see the difference from this. In the inner sect competition, at least one dean will be present.

    "Everyone, Wanluo Academy's annual competition for outer disciples begins now. Each outer disciple will draw lots with crystal cards later. After three rounds of preliminaries, they will be divided into four groups, with four people qualifying from each group. Xiao  There will be rewards for the top sixteen, and the first place will be directly promoted to an inner disciple!"

    Gu Gu said a few words succinctly, Xiao Bi¡¯s rules were clear to everyone.  No need to elaborate.

    Under the four arenas.  The teachers have already started drawing lots into groups.

    "No. 529 versus No. 245, Arena No. 3!"

    Jing Shifang came out with the results of the lottery and walked towards the No. 3 arena.

    There are nearly 600 outer sect disciples, and more than 500 people will be eliminated in the three rounds of preliminaries, leaving only about 80 outer sect disciples to be divided into groups.

    Except for the top ten masters from the outer sect who will not face each other in the qualifiers, who else they meet will depend on their luck.

    Jing Shifang¡¯s number is at the lower end.  It was not his turn in the previous games, so he stood under the ring and watched the competition between other outer disciples.

    Coincidentally.  One of Feng Yuran's matches was also in Arena No. 3, where he faced a big, honest-looking man.

    "Heavenly Thunder Fist!"

    Feng Yuran punched out.  A trace of arc flashed across his fist, and the honest man only had time to raise his hand to block it.

    boom!

    Thunder light sputtered, and the honest man suddenly felt his hands go numb, and his next movement was a step slower.

    Feng Yuran looked indifferent and just punched out one punch after another, plain and simple. After the third punch, the simple and honest man stumbled back ten steps and fell on the ring.

    "It's not just?I am making progress alone, and Feng Yuran's progress is not slow either.  "Jing Shifang's eyes narrowed. Feng Yuran is worthy of being included in the Qingzhou Talent List. Compared with a few months ago, Feng Yuran is undoubtedly much stronger at this time.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? was passed the first round of preliminaries without showing any sign of your own strength.

    The next few games were relatively unremarkable, with no outer disciples worth paying attention to.

    "Next game, No. 529 vs. No. 245!" The instructor shouted at the top of his lungs, and it was finally his turn.

    Jing Shifang stepped onto the ring, and the first opponent he met was a bald young man holding a two-color long stick.

    "Hey, I met a new guy, I'm really lucky this year!" The bald young man glanced at him and raised the two-color long stick in front of him, "Junior brother, please admit defeat and avoid suffering the consequences."

    The number represents the time of entering the academy. The larger the number, the later the person entered the academy. Therefore, the bald head knows that he has met a new person when he looks at the number.

    Jing Shifang looked up and found that the bald young man was only at the sixth level of body refining, and was speechless for a while.  He can't even tell the cultivation level of his opponent in the ring, so his eyesight is really bad enough.

    Ignoring the pretentious bald young man, he jumped up and a faint light surged above his hands.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????!

    Suoyun waved five palms like lightning. The bald young man held the long stick in front of his chest. The sharp wind stung his face.

    "No. 3, No. 529 wins!" The instructor who served as the referee had already shouted the result.

    "Who said I lost? I haven't taken action yet!" the bald young man shouted angrily.

    "Your weapons have already been knocked away. Isn't that considered a defeat?" The instructor pointed, and Jing Shifang's Suoyun hand knocked away the bald young man's long stick quietly.

    The bald young man¡¯s face was red, and he lowered his head and got off the ring.  It's really embarrassing to not even know when your weapon is gone.

    There were competitions in four arenas at the same time, and most of them ended quickly. Only a few of them were evenly matched and lasted for half a day.

    Jing Shifang¡¯s opponent in the second preliminaries was an ¡®old man¡¯ numbered 37. He had obviously been an outer sect disciple for several years and was at the seventh level of body refining. However, this person was not among the top ten masters of the outer sect.

    He still didn¡¯t draw his sword. He only used his Suoyun hand to deal with it. They fought with each other for thirty moves. After seizing a flaw, he pressed forward step by step and won the victory.

    In the preliminaries, Jing Shifang was not prepared to reveal too much of his strength, lest he be targeted in advance.

    In the third preliminaries, I was lucky enough to draw an outer disciple of the same class. He stepped forward and waved his palm, hitting the opponent's chest and knocking him out of the ring.

    Jing Shifang consciously applied some of the skills of Yi Swordsmanship to other martial arts. The palm he just struck took a mysterious arc, avoiding the opponent's defensive moves and hitting the chest.

    At the end of the three preliminaries, all the outer disciples who qualified to enter the group stage were determined, and Jing Shifang easily occupied this spot.

    In these three games, it can be said that he is only trying his best.

    Of the less than eighty outer disciples left, there are only four newcomers this year. Except for Jing Shifang and Feng Yuran, the other two are only at the sixth level of body refining. To get here is not only good martial arts but also good luck in drawing lots.  It is almost impossible to make a difference in the group stage.

    It¡¯s already late, the qualifying rounds are over, and today¡¯s competition will come to an end and will continue tomorrow.

    "In today's qualifiers, several major competitors only saw Luo Xiaoshan, and he didn't even move a gun. Two opponents simply gave up and surrendered. The remaining one was too far apart in strength and was killed in one move. He didn't see any tricks."

    Luo Xiaoshan ranks second among the outer disciples. He is good at marksmanship and owns a low-level spiritual weapon, the Fire Spear.

    Jing Shifang is suddenly full of expectations for tomorrow's group stage.

    The sky was dim and bright. After getting up, Jing Shifang practiced his sword in the courtyard as usual, and then walked towards Tianyuan Pavilion Shiran.

    Although most of the outer disciples have been eliminated, the number of people coming to watch the battle has not decreased at all, but has actually increased.  Especially on the martial arts viewing platform, there are many more wise masters and inner disciples.

    Yesterday¡¯s qualifying match was of little interest to these people, but today¡¯s main match was different and worthy of being interesting.

    Jing Shifang handed over his crystal cards, and nearly eighty crystal cards were thrown into a box. With a move from Gu Yaoyao, an invisible hand randomly divided the crystal cards into four piles.

    The crystal cards that are assigned together are in the same group.

      "It's a coincidence that we are still in the third group." Jing Shifang took back the crystal plaque and glanced around to see who was in the same group as him.

    There are a total of nineteen people in the third group, which means that each outer disciple has to play nineteen games, and the four with the most wins in the end qualify.  If the rankings are the same, the mutual victory and defeat relationship will be considered.

    Using such a relatively complicated competition method is also to make the final ranking as fair as possible, so as to prevent some disciples from encountering too strong opponents in advance and being eliminated before they can perform well.

    "Oh my God, Marin, the double-sword man, is dead!"

    "Hmph, I'm not afraid of him. Last year I lost to him in Xiaobi. I've improved a lot this year, so I'll challenge him again!"

    There was no need for Jing Shifang to observe one by one. The exclamations from the disciples around him had already told him who the most powerful person in the third group was. At least that's what the outside world thought - Dual Swords Malin, Outer Sect.  Ranked third among his disciples.  (To be continued)

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