"Qingyun Sect, He Xiangtian, please fight." He Xiangtian took the stage with a high profile and wanted to take advantage of the victory to secure the third victory for Qingyun Sect.

But as soon as he stepped forward, Han Qianye sneered: "Stupid!"

Ding Dian laughed: "It's a little bit."

"What do you two mean?" He Xiangtian turned around and looked unkind.

"Look at it yourself." Ding Dian pointed at the opposite side of the martial arts stage. A disciple of the Tiandao Sect appeared. He was a girl in green, but her aura was very sharp: "Tiandao Sect, Leng Wenqing, come on the battle."

Mu Cheng and the others glanced at He Xiangtian, speechless at him! Wouldn't you use your brain? Qingyun Sect just won two consecutive games and was in full swing. Will other sects sit idly by? The third battle will definitely send some top successors. It's better for us not to rush to fight, or send a Jinling disciple to the stage. What's the point of showing off?

The five elders of Qingyun Sect frowned. Why did they send He Xiangtian? Even if they don’t send Jin Ling disciples, they should arrange for Ling Xue.

When He Xiangtian saw the visitor, his face changed. He had learned about the Tiandao Sect. Leng Wenqing's status in the Tiandao Sect was equivalent to that of the Golden Peel disciple of Qingyun Sect.

But now that they are all up, can they still retreat?

"Come on the battle!" He Xiangtian took the initiative to rush towards Leng Wenqing. My martial arts are "poison", and I have a chance of winning!

result……

In just over a dozen rounds, He Xiangtian was bombarded by Leng Wenqing from the martial arts stage and fell into a fainting moment!

The defeat was too miserable and too direct.

The elders of Qingyun Sect couldn't stand it and had a calm face and were speechless for a long time.

"The third battle, Tiandao Sect, Leng Wenqing, won!" The guard general announced in a high-profile manner.

"Who is here?" Mu Cheng had a calm face.

"Stay calm, don't worry." Zhang Lan and others were very calm.

Next, the atmosphere in the martial arts field continued to be hot and was ignited again and again. Disciples of each sect took turns to appear, fighting martial arts and perseverance, and they worked hard to show their own excitement.

There is a battle to determine the outcome, there is a voluntary concession after a wonderful showdown, and there is also a continuous fierce battle until both sides suffer losses.

The disciples of each sect were ignited with passion, and no one retreated, and no one embarrassed the sect.

One game, two games... Seven games... Ten games...

Each has its own excitement and its own characteristics. The sect leader and elders nodded frequently, very satisfied with the performance of their disciples. From time to time, they would comment privately because of some wonderful battles.

These disciples are the pride of each sect and the hope of the sect.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect judged the situation and took the stage one by one.

In the tenth game, Ling Xue took the stage and fought against the disciples of Baihua Sect and won!

In the 13th game, Han Qianye took the stage to fight against the disciples of the Xinghe Sect. A fierce battle lasted for nearly half an hour, and finally barely won, but was seriously injured!

In the fifteenth game, Ding Dian took the stage and fought against the disciples of the Blood Evil Sect, and unfortunately suffered a crushing defeat!

"Youhuo" Zhang Lan, "Suyi" Li Nian, "Fantasy Sea" Murong Chong, three Jinling disciples took turns to appear and invite the elite successors of various sects.

result……

Murong Chong was violently blocked by the Tu Ling Sect. A fierce battle lasted for two incense sticks, and the audience burst into applause. In the end, Murong Chong was bombarded by Tu Ling Sect with powerful physical skills because of his exhaustion of spiritual power.

Li Nian took the stage to challenge him, but unfortunately he was a legendary girl from Baihua Sect, Fan Xin. At the age of fifteen, he has been in the Ninth Heaven for a year and is the youngest disciple of this year.

In the end, Fanxin won, and Li Nianchan lost and left the court.

Only Zhang Lan defeated Ning Long, a disciple of Tianshui Sect, for the three Jinling disciples!

It’s not that the three of them are not strong, but that they are too famous and have been targeted by the strong men of various sects for a long time, and the disciples they face are also extremely powerful figures.

The fierce battle lasted from morning to evening, with a total of 34 duels, winning 34 people. One of them was lucky enough to take a bye, but the other eight were too seriously injured and lost the opportunity to participate in tomorrow's challenge.

In the evening of that day, the cunning mansion announced the list of eligible for tomorrow's competition, including twenty-seven Lingwu Realm disciples, eleven Xuanwu Realm disciples, a total of thirty-eight!

The first day of the Eight Tea Party’s Tea Party officially ended.

But the hot atmosphere in the city lord's mansion has not yet expired for a long time.

Today's martial arts training did not disappoint anyone, nor did it disappoint the reputation of "the highest level of the new generation in the Northern Region".

The wonderful performances of disciples of various sects made the cunning guards sigh and admire them, and also made the ladies and young masters of various aristocratic families in the city sigh.

He is worthy of being the successor of the genius of the Eight Sects and lives up to his reputation. Compared with these geniuses, there is too big a gap between them.

After the game, the ladies and young men of Wuling City left the temple, but they were very excited and were talking enthusiastically.

As they left, the specific situation of today's tea party event quickly spread throughout the city.

That night, the city government held a grand banquet to entertain disciples of the eight sects.

After all, the Eight Tea Party is a friendly event. You can fight to the death on the stage, but you must be harmonious off the stage, at least on the surface.

All the elders of each sect were present. On the surface, they were close to their disciples, but in fact they were watching them, for fear of chaos. These little guys were holding back their encouragement, so don't fight tonight.

Qin Ming really didn't want to participate, and he had to go. It was the death order given by the sect. Unless he was a seriously injured disciple in the field, he would have to participate.

Just so, Qin Ming and Tieshanhe, two people who are not good at socializing, sat in the corner, got some food and drank some wine.

Ling Xue is arrogant by nature and doesn't like liveliness, so she even joins their small circle.

The three of them didn't say anything. Qin Ming ate on his own and Tieshanhe drank on his own. The two of them held the wine pot from time to time and touched them twice.

Ling Xue closed her eyes and focused her mind, sitting behind them with a veil.

"How to fight tomorrow?" Tie Shanhe raised his head and drank a bowl of strong wine.

Qin Ming took a sip and his mouth was full of spicy food: "I'm thinking about it."

"Is there a ruthless game?"

“I have this idea.”

"How cruel can you play?" Tie Shanhe asked again, raised his head and drank another sip of strong wine.

Qin Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at Tu Ling Sect, and was thinking silently. If you want to prove yourself, the competition will definitely not work. If you want to fight, you will be fierce. If you want to be crazy, you will catch everyone off guard and you will not be able to touch your own routine.

"Mr. Qin, congratulations, I passed the first round successfully." Several handsome teenagers came over and greeted him on their own initiative.

"Hello, lucky to know." Qin Ming nodded with a faint smile.

"How sure is Mr. Qin about tomorrow's martial arts skills?" They looked at Qin Ming seriously and were very curious about him. A disciple of the Eighth Heaven actually defeated the disciple of the Ninth Heaven. This has never happened at previous tea parties because there was no disciple of the Eighth Heaven. Today he won, will there be any surprises tomorrow?

"I want to win." Qin Ming said it in a tactful and clever manner.

"Who do you want to challenge?"

"I have the lowest level, I have no choice, I will take the fight if I go on stage."

"I heard that some people are interested in you."

Qin Ming smiled and said, "There should be many people who are interested in me."

"Baihua Sect, Fanxin. The youngest person in this tea party."

"Girl? I won't fight with women." Qin Ming shook his head.

"Hehe, I'm afraid you have no choice." A young man pointed to the lively crowd in the distance, and many handsome men were chatting happily around the group of young girls. They are disciples of Baihua Sect, and the whole sect is all women. It may be related to practicing martial arts. They are pink, handsome and adorable. But after the first round of martial arts learning today, not many people dare to underestimate them. Nine people participated in the competition, five people won, and the winning rate was amazing.

There is a little girl among the disciples of Baihua Sect, who is a little younger than other sisters, and is looking at her with a slanted eye.

Fanxin! The legendary figure of the Baihua Sect defeated Li Nian, a Jinling disciple of Qingyun Sect today.

"She doesn't follow the common sense of body and swordsmanship. Today's martial arts may not even be used 80% of her strength. Be careful tomorrow." Tie Shanhe lay drunk next to him, lazily reminding Qin Ming.

Qin Ming and Tieshanhe met with a cup: "I'm useless, do you believe it?"

"Okay, believe it." Tieshanhe burped.

At this time, a handsome young man walked towards them, smiled slightly, and bowed to Ling Xue. "Miss Ling Xue, I am the Tiandao Sect Ye Zhuifeng. I wonder if I am lucky to invite you to sit there?"

Ye Zhuifeng, one of the three Xuanwu disciples of the Tiandao Sect, is a storied figure and a romantic figure. He is very interested in iceberg beauties like Ling Xue, which can arouse his enthusiasm for conquest.

Ling Xue raised her eyes lightly, her eyes were like water, and she was cool and flowing, very beautiful and cold.

Ye Zhuifeng smiled, gentle and polite, and reached out to pick up Lingxue.

Qin Ming moved to the side and made way for the way. Don’t cause trouble, you guys play.

But Lingxue raised her hand and pointed at Qin Ming, ignored Ye Zhuifeng, and continued to close her eyes and regulate her breathing.

"Hmm?" Ye Zhuifeng looked at Qin Ming in a strange way.

Qin Ming shrugged, he didn't understand, and he was innocent.

"Miss Lingxue means..."

"Ask him." Ling Xue opened her red lips lightly, her tone was cold.

"He?" Ye Zhuifeng's eyes flicked, and he suddenly understood: "Sorry, I took the liberty. Junior Brother Qin, I'm so lucky."

"What does it mean?" Qin Ming touched the iron mountains and rivers.

"She, yours." Tie Shanhe narrowed his eyes and half asleep and half awake.
Chapter completed!