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    The man was very young, only middle-aged. He was wearing a slender monk's robe, and his gestures were full of the aura of a superior. There was a sense of vicissitudes in his indifferent eyes.  No one would doubt his age. Dao San Realm has a lifespan of four hundred years. He is at least an antique who has lived for one or two hundred years. This is just the lowest guess.  Wuxie knew in his heart that he must have seen through his disguise and felt the gaze she was looking at him, but his face was calm and natural, without any expression.  "Today, thank you fellow Taoists for coming, and I hope you will not be disappointed in today's junior competition." He stood up, his voice was bright and clear, and did not exude any coercion of cultivation, but everyone felt like  As if he was being pressed down by a big stone, no one dared to look at him, he lowered his head and breathed muffledly.  "Now let me talk about the specific matters of the competition between the three sects." He looked around at the disciples of the three sects, his eyes stayed on Wuxie for a while, and continued slowly: "During the competition, the life of the opponent must not be harmed."  "After the opponent surrenders, you can no longer attack the opponent." "There are only two simple rules." "Now let's talk about the number of participants, Daoyixian Sect and Hehuan Sect each have twenty-one disciples, and I, Qingyun  Twenty-two disciples came out. A total of sixty-four people competed for six rounds to determine the final winner. "For the sake of fairness, we decided to draw lots to decide who will fight who." The leader of the Qingyun Sect finished.  , Mr. Zhuzi took a wooden box and walked around the outside of the square, letting everyone pick it out one by one.  Wuxie and Wu Xiaoqing each took one. Wuxie took six and Wu Xiaoqing took twenty-four.  "Now, please invite the twelve disciples numbered one, two, three, four, five-six, sixty-four to fifty-nine to appear." Mr. Zhuzi stood in the center of the field and said to everyone.  Wu Xie and eleven other people walked into the venue and handed the note with the number on it to Mr. Zhu Zi. Mr. Zhu looked at it and pointed to one side of the square to Wu Xie.  "You and the female disciple of the Hehuan Sect who got No. 59 go to that square." Wuxie nodded and walked there first.  This huge square was divided into six areas for competition. Wu Xie stood on one of them. He took a brief look at the place and found that it was a square field fifty feet wide and fifty feet long.  Use red paint to form a boundary around the venue. Once a player is forced to withdraw, the match will be lost.  At this time, the female disciple from the Hehuan Sect walked into the arena. Seeing that Wu Xie¡¯s cultivation level had reached the tenth level, she couldn¡¯t help but feel slightly nervous and gave him a very worried fist.  "Hehuan Sect, Wang Yu." Wuxie returned the greeting casually: "Qingyun Sect, Wuxie." As Mr. Zhuzi shouted: "Start!" Wang Yu immediately started to move, and as soon as she came, she launched seven flying weapons  The sword was locked on Wuxie in seven directions, and the whole person followed up step by step. He cast a spell in his hand, and a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm followed the seven flying swords and rushed towards Wuxie.  Wu Xie pinched the magic formula in his hand, and blessed his body with the Wind Technique. He disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was behind Wang Yu and gave her a slight blow on the neck.  Wang Yu felt a pain in his neck, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground softly.  "Wuxie is so awesome!" Wu Xiaoqing shouted excitedly.  The other Qingyun sect disciples who had never seen Wu Xie¡¯s strength also opened their mouths and were very surprised.  "Wuxie wins!" Mr. Zhuzi shouted, slightly surprised by Wuxie's performance. Although Wuxie was likely to steal his sweetheart, this did not prevent him from being proud of Wuxie.  Wuxie bowed to everyone around him and walked back.  The five battles between the fields are still going on, with spectacular scenes of flying sand and rocks, lightning and thunder appearing from time to time, making the fighting extremely lively.  Wu Xie had no interest in paying attention and chatted with Wu Xiaoqing.  Others didn¡¯t pay too much attention. They were all focused on Wu Xie. They were very curious about when this master appeared.  "Brother, who is that person?" Ji asked his brother Ji An.  Ji An said solemnly: "That person is Wu Xie. Not only is he a master of picking up girls, he is also very strong. Anyway, it is not too difficult to get into the top eight. You can open his bank." Ji An nodded vigorously, deeply convinced.  After the first group finished competing, the second group came on stage.  This group is not promising either. Li Liang and Liu Yan advanced successfully, as did some seed players from the three factions.  Overall, it is not as expected.  When Wang Lang came on stage in the third group, everyone's emotions were immediately aroused.  "Wang Lang came on the stage."?Look what kind of strength he is!  " "Is it as godly as the legend says?  " "I know the inside information, he is not strong!  "    "oh?  real?  "    "Believe it or not!  If it were me, I would definitely go to that person over there and buy ten spiritual stones.  " "" The scene was a bit commotion. Most of them were looking forward to Wang Lang's performance. Who told him that he has been in the limelight recently and there are all kinds of gossip? On the right, the first elder and second elder of Daoyixianmen were smiling.  Looking at each other, only the third elder had a deep look and an expressionless face: "Is this the most powerful disciple of your Daoyixian Sect?  "The elders of the other two factions looked at the three of them with smiles. "No.  "The third elder didn't wait for the other two elders to speak, and said directly in a cold tone: "I think that Wuxie might be stronger, but unfortunately, he doesn't seem to be a disciple of my Daoyixian Sect.  " As soon as these words came out, everyone was speechless, and then looked at Xiao Yan with a smile without saying a word. Xiao Yan's face was expressionless, and he was already angry in his heart. Wu Xie had nothing to do with her. These people insisted on destroying Wu Xie.  It made her feel nauseous. The match against Wang Lang was a disciple from the Qingyun Sect. He looked at Wang Lang with his eyes closed, feeling angry and nervous at the same time. Wang Lang's behavior was clear.  Ignoring him, he felt humiliated, but the other party must be so arrogant, and he was a little worried that he could not beat him. He raised his fist to Wang Lang uneasily: "Qingyunmen" "I'll let you do it."  trick.  "Wang Lang interrupted him directly, his tone full of contempt and irritation. "You!  The disciple said angrily and bitterly: "Okay!"  " He angrily pulled out an iron rod, pinched the magic formula in his hand, and saw that the iron rod was instantly destroyed, and dozens of iron rods appeared, shaking his finger at Wang Lang. "Go!  " "Susu!  "Dozens of iron rods made a sound of breaking through the air and rushed towards Wang Lang. Wang Lang did not dodge or dodge. With one move, he actually summoned four earth walls around him in an instant, and then cast a layer of water on top of his head.  The shield technique was heard. Various pinging sounds were heard, and the earth wall and water shield were hit hard to varying degrees. Then suddenly with a "boom", the water shield was broken somehow, and more than a dozen iron rods were smashed.  Got in.
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