Chapter 150 The Final Competition of the Newcomer List (1)

This nameless person is the ghost baby.

Although he doesn't know much about this strange and gloomy name, the sect that this disciple belongs to is very impressive.

Not too big a clan!

A dazzling red light shot out from the top of the fifth peak through the faint mist. It rushed straight into the sky, making the saw-side clouds with a color of radiant clouds. This is the signal sent by a disciple after he successfully reached the peak and touched the sensing stone.

Only one person in the fifth peak successfully climbed to the top and advanced smoothly, and the rest were all eliminated.

Fifty to ten, one place has already occupied, and nine places are left, with fast hands and slow hands and no slow hands.

No matter what kind of competitive type, as long as it is a winner, everyone wants to compete for the first place, and the honor of "first" has always been the most impressive. So even if seven peaks have reached the top in the next few days, it did not cause much trouble.

If you want to say, Elder Jiuli has been having a little proud life recently.

Especially this time, he was even more sweet when he ate it, laughing at everyone he met. His face, which should have been a Confucian gentleman, was somewhat corrupted by vanity.

All this is because of the four disciples of his sect. Except for one of them unfortunately, the other three successfully won the finals of the "Newcomer List".

Compared with the odd numbers of other sects, their plural numbers are a bit eye-catching. You should know that in this "finals", only twelve players were shortlisted in total. Even if these three people were unable to win the top ranking in the end, the worst Dayan Sect can still get the top ten places.

Therefore, the Dayan Sect, a small sect outside the Thirteenth Line, finally ushered in its spring, and the Dayan Sect finally became powerful.

During this period, people came to visit him in a constant stream. Elder Jiuli was busy communicating with them. He was a little tired, but his fulfillment also made him feel that his situation was getting bigger.

The shortlisted disciple who won the "big contest" was uniformly arranged in the guest room of the "Xianliu Wenchi" of the Void Sect to rest and adjust their breathing to welcome the upcoming final.

Secondly, the "Xianliu Wen Pool" in the Void Sect is a well-known healing holy pool for twenty-eight days. It can also help spiritual power quickly recover from its peak. Being able to soak this time is also considered a reward from the Void Sect to their twelve winning disciples.

Five days later, the Qinglong Zhanji Shen, and the Void Gate flew into the air on the top of the magnificent Nine Peaks. The mountain-like mountain-like flat and pointed tops floated in the sky. There was a magic circle engraved under them, which was used to absorb the spiritual power around them as a force to support them. No matter how the people above fight, it would not affect or affect the four fields.

The next day, the twelve disciples who entered the finals and the division commanders who were invited to watch the game were visited as soon as possible. Taixuan, the head of the Void Sect, led a group of disciples in the fairy clothes to climb to the highest stands with the grand momentum of the host.

Slightly lower than the position of the Void Gate's stands, the trapezoidal is Xianqi Cave, Shuangwujie, Nanhai Lufu, Liumingzong, Qiyaomen, Maha Zen Temple, and Dayan School...

The twelve disciples who have been nourished by the "Xianliu Wenchi Pool" were exhausted after the "Grand Competition". At this moment, each of them was full of charm and spirit. They wore distinctive clothes representing their own sects and were in the air before the stands. They saluted their sects and paid tribute to their masters.

The ones from the Dayan Sect came from the stands of Wei Li and several mountain masters. They and the elder Jiuli stood on the stands of the Dayan Sect. Their position was not the best, but for the first time participating in such a grand and arranged event, except for Wei Liyan, who was calm in his expression, the others were all smiling and happy, and they were so happy that they couldn't stop coming to ears of excitement.

They have today too...

This is not a derogatory meaning, but a proud and proud person.

There are a total of six competition platforms in the final, so the conditions for winning are very simple, which is to compete in a group of two.

The final finals do not focus on any fancy processes, but just focus on strength. Whoever has a strong fist will win.

The twelve disciples who stayed in the end were all selected. They were selected from thousands of disciples, from the initial selection of sects to the "small competition" and "big competition" of the "newcomer list". Who can say that these people can only get to this day by relying on luck or some small means?

No dare to say it.

So when the twelve of them stood on the final stage, these twelve of them were worth remembering by others.

Taixuan today has a high-crowned python robe, with dark green sleeves waving to the wind. He is not only a fairy-like and a powerful person who is the leader of a sect, but also a powerful person who is respected by Qingshan: "You will all be the strong people in the future that are admired by others in the cultivation world. In fifty years, you will fight, win, and show all your strength. Let's see who is on the top of the newcomer list. We are here to look forward to you and wait for the birth of the first of this newcomer list! We will congratulate him and celebrate with him!"

This sound rumbling like a bell and left, falling heavily into everyone's ears, a kind of heroic spirit spread out from the chest.

The content of the competition has been explained to these twelve people in advance. The two of them are in a group, and the winner continues to challenge the next one until he finally stands on the competition platform.

These twelve people can freely choose their opponents this time, unlike the "small contest" and "big contest" in front, they can enter the "competition platform" after picking their opponents.

As for how to choose, the twelve tokens are engraved with the names of twelve people. They float in the air in different colors according to the names. Which one they choose is based on how they measure it, and they can snatch it faster than everyone else.

From a clear perspective, the cultivation level and combat power of these twelve people are not much different, so they need to understand more deeply whether the opponent's trump card and spiritual root are incompatible in order to determine the opponent.

Rulan was the first to take action. She flew away a yellow token and then fell on a competition platform.

She chose Lu Ziyin.

Lu Ziyin sighed helplessly and followed her to the same martial arts competition platform. He glanced at her with a smile: "You really know how to choose."

Lu Ziyin's words were more or less sarcastic about her being "deceptive to good and afraid of evil."

Rulan did not deny it.

In fact, she did think that Lu Ziyin, who is more polite and elegant, is better off, and the rest are not people with overwhelming combat power.

"Lu Ziyin, I have to enter the top ten, so I won't show mercy." Rulan explained to him in advance that her eyes no longer looked lazy and casual in her usual look, but that the blade of the sword that was unsheathed suddenly became sharp.

"I have to get a good ranking, but since I have participated in the competition, if I don't work hard, I'm a little sorry for the pain I suffered before." Lu Ziyin no longer had his usual inappropriateness, but was serious about it.

Just kidding, his master and his brothers came. If he saw him being beaten down by a fierce woman, he would lose all his face. No matter what he said, he would have to survive this one.

As for the future, if you don’t have the strength, you won’t force it.

Although these people who are known as the pride of heaven often show a relaxed attitude when encountering problems, they have suffered privately and have fought for many lives. There is a saying that the sharpness of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. There is never a shortage of geniuses in the cultivation world. They must be far superior to their peers. That is really not a casual thing.

Rulan's choice was completed, while Liu Jiang Fusheng was very lively because three people planned to choose him as their opponent.

One is Yan Tianjiao, this one is close to enemies and also has a slight snare to fight for "beast pets". The other is the old enemy Dan Ya, but from the same sect, his behavior is considered a rebellion?

Oh, there is another one that is in the den that is... Ghost Baby.

The three of them snatched the Liujiang Fusheng Token at the same time, but the final result was that no one got it.

Although Liu Jiang Fusheng had been chasing Yan Tianjiao at the sixth peak of the "Great Competition", after leaving the Huan Peak, he chose to hide without saying anything. He said that the person he should have chosen was Lang Ci, but when he saw Chenghong, he thought of what Rulan had said to him for some reason.

"I heard from Master Chenghong that although she cannot practice spiritually in this life, your wife is very suitable for Buddhist practice."

Master Chenghong... So, is this monk who wanted to persuade his wife to leave her husband and family to practice Buddhism?

Chenghong had also heard of Liu Jiang Fusheng before, this man who had been entangled with Gu Junshi's past and present life, but this was the first time he had seen a real person.

He didn't pay much attention to Liu Jiang Fusheng because he didn't think Gu Junshi valued him much, but since he last diagnosed Gu Junshi, he knew that he was wrong.

After seeing Liu Jiang Fusheng, his thoughts were similar to those of the other party when he saw him.

Is this the husband who was once "killed his husband to prove his truth" by Gu Junshi in his first life?

Judging from his appearance, the boy in front of him is indeed flawless.

So he made a person with a strong heart like Gu Junshi give up the idea of ​​"killing his husband to prove the truth" and become a real couple with him and become pregnant?

The two of them looked at each other for a long time, each with their own thoughts.

Liu Jiang Fusheng left the three people who wanted to fight him, and instead chose Cheng Hong, a bald donkey who was provoking other people's wife.

It’s a pity that Liu Jiang Fusheng did not fight Chenghong as he wished, because there was another person who took away the token engraved with the name Liu Jiang Fusheng with more concealed and swift means.

The three of them suddenly looked at Lang Ci. He smiled humbly at them and shook the token in his hand.

Obviously, Lang Ci decided to be his opponent as soon as he saw Liu Jiang Fusheng for the first time.

Since Lang Ci took away the token belonging to Liu Jiang Fusheng first, his opponent naturally became Lang Ci and could not be changed.

Lang Ci is a man with a very ordinary appearance. His facial features are not very distinctive. The only thing that is outstanding is that he is quite tall.

Seeing that Lang Ci chose him as his opponent, Liu Jiang Fusheng finally turned his eyes on him.

At first glance, I felt a little uncomfortable.

It was as if this person shouldn't be this face. This face was very annoying, but the sudden false smile on the other person's face made him a little stunned.

There is a sense of familiarity with disgust...

"So you're here."

He had a familiar touch with Liu Jiang Fusheng's tone that he didn't know his enemies and friends.

"Who are you?"

Lang Ci narrowed his eyes, and a strange light shone across his pupils. After a while, he seemed to see something and said, "Liu Jiang Fu Sheng, what's wrong with your memory?"

Liu Jiang Fusheng breathed tightly: "Do you recognize me?"

"Pity that she has been waiting for you for so long. It turns out that you have lost your memory?" He laughed strangely and gloatingly.

The voice that bewitched him in his mind told him that as long as he saw Lang Ci, he would recover his memory.

But he kept hesitating.

What are you hesitating?

If hesitated, what would happen between him and Gu Yi?

He didn't dare to imagine what kind of person he was before.

But now that he really saw this man named Lang Ci, he had already made a choice for him.

"Tell me, who am I?"

But Lang Ci shook her head: "If you want to know, you can remember it yourself."

He suddenly approached Liu Jiang Fusheng, and a dazzling six-ray of light penetrated into his forehead-

Lin Sen didn't know where the wind was rising and the sky was clear. Gu Junshi stood on a high place without a trace and appearance. Her face was calm, but her eyes were staring at the scene on the competition stage.

Lang Ci should have set up a barrier to conceal the content of the conversation in advance, so she did not hear clearly what they were saying, but she understood Lang Ci's actions.

Want to stop it?

She asked herself.
To be continued...