Rumble...
A thunder exploded out of thin air, the sky was filled with clouds, and a colorful auspicious cloud floated from a distance and stopped in the sky above the square.
When did everyone in the stands see such a strange scene? They all grew their mouths.
Soon, someone exclaimed.
"Look, there are handwritings on the stone tablet!"
Everyone looked at the stone tablet, and sure enough, a line of handwriting slowly emerged.
"Tenth place: Xiao He, a disciple of the Demon Cloud Sect, late stage of the eighth level of the Qi-Spiriting Realm!"
A colorful light projected out from the auspicious clouds above my head and enveloped Xiao He.
Seeing such a bizarre scene, many people wiped their eyes. This method was beyond human ability.
Immediately afterwards, a scream sounded, and Xiao He was pulled by some kind of force and took him directly to the No. 10 ring, which scared her to scream.
Before everyone could come to their senses, the line of words before moved down, and another line of words appeared on it.
"Ninth place: Yue Minrou, a contemporary saint of the Wangyue Sect, and a late stage of the seventh level of the Qi-Spiriting Realm."
Another ray of light landed, covering Yue Minrou, who was at a loss, and took her to the ninth arena.
The old man sitting next to her was startled and stood up suddenly, trying to stop him.
The next moment, a terrifying pressure came, pressing him back to his seat.
A look of horror flashed in his eyes, and in just a moment, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
Yue Minrou quickly suppressed the panic in her heart and nodded to the old man.
"The eighth place: Liu Yuer, the goddess of Dadi Village, and the middle stage of the eighth level of Qi Yin Realm."
Wow...
There was another uproar around them. They had never heard of it. There was a goddess in Dadi Village, and she was such a beautiful girl.
Among all the women present, only Yue Minrou can compare with that kind of temperament that is as extraordinary as an immortal.
"Seventh place: Zuotianyi, Guangyang Town scattered cultivator, late stage of the ninth level of Qi Guidi Realm."
The first casual cultivator appeared, and he was in the late stage of the ninth level of the Qi-Tenning Realm.
Zuo Tianyi is a middle-aged man in his forties. When he saw his name appear on the stone tablet, the shock in his eyes could not be concealed.
The cultivation forces of Guangyang Town did not know his existence. Unexpectedly, there was nowhere to hide in front of the stone tablet in front of him.
"Sixth place: Zhuo Bufan, a disciple of Linjian Sect, and late stage of the ninth level of the Qi Gui Realm."
“Fifth place…”
Names appear on the stone tablet one by one. Each time one appears, a colorful glow will come and then bring it to the arena.
When the first place appeared, everyone was shocked.
A name appeared at the top that no one expected.
"The first place: Ning Cang Xue, Dadi Village Protector, Half-step Condensation Realm."
As soon as this name appears, it shines with bright golden light, almost blinding everyone's eyes.
"This... this is simply the dark side of the red fruit fruit!"
"It's actually a half-step realm of condensed trueness!"
The name Ning Cangxue is well-known to all the monks present.
He was hung at the entrance of Dadi Village for more than ten days and became the abandoned son of the Moyun Sect. Then he swept the streets in Dadi Village for a full ten years.
Anyone who hears this tragic experience will shed tears of sympathy.
The Demon Cloud Sect was also looked down upon by many fellow practitioners because of this.
But such a person has now become the number one on the stone tablet.
What is even more ironic is that the birthplace is not the Demon Cloud Sect, but the Dadi Village, and it is also the guardian of the Dharma.
Ning Cangxue was still sweeping the floor, but suddenly she was shrouded in a ray of glow, and she appeared on the first arena. The restriction in her body was swept away by the glow and she immediately disappeared.
A buzzing sound came from the body, and the momentum was rising.
His appearance also began to change, from his original age of seventy or eighty to his fifties or sixty.
When he raised his head and saw the stone tablet that was so close to him, his nose felt sore and tears almost flowed out.
No one can understand how he survived over the years.
However, it was the life of these years that all the anger in his heart was wiped out, and his mood was constantly tempering and improving rapidly.
"Damn it!"
On the stands of the Demon Cloud Sect, Ning Sha stomped on the ground with one foot, trampling a crack on the ground.
He failed to break through Ning Zhen, and he was still a long way from half a step.
Even if he goes up, he is not Ning Cangxue's opponent.
A person from the cultivation force looked at Ning Cangxue standing on the first arena, and his expression on his face was extremely complicated.
snort……
At this moment, a cold snorkeled across the square, and everyone heard it clearly and looked at the source of the sound.
Zhuo Yun stood upright and sat straight, like a sharp sword unsheathed, and her whole body exuded a powerful sword intent.
Seeing everyone's eyes looking at him, his expression became even more proud. He slowly stood up, his eyes swept across the surroundings, and then swept through the ten rings one by one, with a disdainful smile on his face, "In my eyes, this kind of practice is garbage!"
As soon as he said this, everyone's faces showed strange looks, and many people's cheeks were red, and they almost laughed out loud.
When he saw the expressions of the people around him, Zhuo Yun felt something was wrong, frowned slightly, and said loudly again: "Village Chief, although your Dadi Village is strong, it is not appropriate to cheat so blatantly."
The old man ghost stood on the central ring, smiling and asked maliciously: "What did you say before? Can you say it again? I didn't hear it clearly!"
Zhuo Yun snorted again, hesitated for a moment, and repeated it again, "I mean, in my eyes, your approach is garbage!"
Ha ha ha ha……
Everyone in the stands couldn't help laughing. Many of them laughed so hard that they almost collapsed on the ground.
"you……"
Zhuo Yun had already discovered something was wrong, but she didn't know what was wrong, so she couldn't help but look at the disciples of Linjian Sect behind her.
However, they were also confused.
"So that's it, I understand! Fellow Daoist Zhuo is worthy of being a sword cultivator, and he is indeed arrogant!" The old man ghost nodded, and the smile on his face was as bright as a chrysanthemum.
In my heart, I sighed, "Sir... it's really extraordinary, I might as well..."
Zhuo Yun looked confused. This situation that even though she knew she was being played with but didn't know what went wrong, made him very angry.
Soon, he heard the discussion around him, and his face turned dark.
The surroundings were isolated by some kind of force, blocking his complete words, and only a few words were spread throughout the audience by the amplification formation.
"In my eyes, this practice is garbage!" What he said was this sentence, but it became known to others, "...I... is garbage!"
Zhuo Yun was so angry that her whole body was trembling, but she didn't dare to have an attack. He was afraid of being beaten.
If he gets beaten in front of everyone this time, even the face of Linjian Sect will be thrown away.
He didn't know if that power would appear, but he didn't dare to gamble.
"Damn it!"
...
"Okay, don't waste time for irrelevant people. The competition begins now!" The old man ghost clapped his hands and brought everyone's attention back to the challenge.
This kind of competition rules seems to be very playful, but in fact it is the fairest.
With Lin Qin's current terrifying spiritual power, a little sweep can bring everyone's cultivation to a glance. It is clear at a glance who is stronger and who is weaker.
Chapter completed!