I, signed in Wannian, was exposed by the beautiful apprentice

Chapter 1917 Winning was too easy
"Boy, you are not my opponent, obediently admit defeat and step down!"

The young man in red looked at Ye Yun contemptuously, shook his head with a smile, and a hint of arrogance flashed in his eyes.

"Is it?"

Ye Yun smiled lightly. He naturally saw what the red-robed youth was thinking, so he walked over slowly, smiling as he walked: "You haven't fought yet, how do you know I'm not your opponent?"

"Ha ha!"

The red-robed young man crossed his arms and sneered, "Boy, you are only on the second floor of the Immortal Venerable Realm, and I am already on the sixth floor of the Immortal Venerable Realm! There are four small realms behind, do you think you have a chance of winning?"

"I think I can give it a try..."

Ye Yun suppressed the smile in his heart and said casually.

Seeing the young man in white clothes so arrogant, the young man in red robe felt a little annoyed, he had already given him enough face, but the other party still didn't know what to do.

"That's fine, I'll fulfill you."

The red-robed youth snorted coldly, and slapped him across the air with a slap.

call!
A powerful force instantly vibrated in the void, sweeping towards Ye Yun like a gust of wind.

Ye Yun walked against the wind.

This gust of wind was useless to him.

"how can that be?"

Seeing that he had failed in his volley strike, the red-robed youth stared fiercely, his eyes showing horror.

It seemed that this young man in white was far stronger than he had imagined.

"Eat my stick!"

The young man in red put away his contempt, and threw a stick at Ye Yun.

The stick was powerful and heavy, like a python moving out, the shadow of the stick turned into a thick black cloud, and it shrouded it with a whistling.

Ye Yun made a lightning strike and plunged into the black cloud.

boom!
With a loud bang, Ye Yun patted the black stick with one hand.

A powerful force shook the hands of the red-robed youth, making it difficult for him to hold his hands tightly, and the black stick flew out of his hands.

His whole body was also shaken by this force, and he retreated again and again, and he stabilized his figure after retreating more than ten feet away.

"The stick is flying, do you want to continue beating?"

Ye Yun's voice sounded softly.

"This……"

The young man in the red robe blushed, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

It turned out that he underestimated this young man in white. This man must have hidden his cultivation, otherwise he would not have defeated him so easily.

The red-robed youth stretched out his hand, grabbed the stick that fell in the distance, and then jumped off the ring.

"It's a bit self-aware..."

Ye Yun smiled faintly, and left the arena calmly.

In this first round of audition, there are about 2 battles going on at the same time, some end quickly, and some end slowly.

On the arena, there is a unique monitoring formation to record the battle situation.

Once someone wins, a horizontal bar will appear on the token.

An hour later, the first round of audition was completely over.

Of the 4 people, half were eliminated.

Baguio and Qiao Yuanshan were in the first round of auditions, and their opponents were not strong, so they advanced easily.

After the first round of auditions, the promoted Taoists began to repair and recover.

After a day, the second round of auditions began.

In this round of auditions, Ye Yun also easily won, and his opponent was still a man from the sixth floor of the Immortal Venerable Realm.

"It was too easy to win..."

Ye Yun floated down from the ring, smiling faintly.

For two consecutive opponents, the realm has not surpassed the sixth level of the Immortal Venerable Realm.

What Ye Yun didn't expect was that in the next third and fourth rounds, all the opponents he met were from the seventh floor of the Immortal Venerable Realm.

Ye Yun also won these two games respectively.

"Junior Brother Ye, your luck is really great, right?"

On the square, Qiao Yuanshan looked at Ye Yun enviously.

In the fourth match, he met a young man who was at the peak of the eighth level of the Immortal Venerable Realm. The opponent was also extremely powerful and a master of swordsmanship.

After a fight between dragons and tigers, Qiao Yuanshan won with difficulty at the cost of a slight injury.

Baguio's opponent was also very strong, and it took a certain price to win the fourth battle by luck.

Facing the fifth battle, both of them were uncertain.

Because as more and more people are eliminated, in the fifth battle, it is very likely that they will encounter stronger people.

"I don't know what's going on, the organizers of the competition always arrange some very weak opponents for me..."

Looking at Qiao Yuanshan, Ye Yun smiled and shook his head.

There is a certain probability in the audition, but in Ye Yun's first four rounds, every time the probability was met, he met someone with a low cultivation level.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would wake up laughing from their dreams.

After the fourth audition ended.

There were only more than 2000 people left in the square. Some of the injured swallowed healing pills and took the time to heal them.

This time the rest period was extended to three days.

Three days later, the fifth audition officially began.

Ye Yunfei flew onto the ring.

Opposite him stood a tall young man in a silver robe.

This person's cultivation is at the peak of the seventh floor of the Immortal Venerable Realm.

"Ha, I'm so lucky, right? The opponents I encountered in the first four rounds were not high in cultivation, but in this last round, the cultivation base is so low. This is a good way for me to advance..."

When the silver-robed youth saw Ye Yun, he opened his mouth and laughed, his smile was bright, and it was joy from the heart.

The opponents he encountered in the previous four rounds were no higher than the sixth floor of the Immortal Venerable Realm, so he advanced easily.

Originally, he thought that he would fall into the sand in the last battle, but what he didn't expect was that the other party's cultivation was only at the second level of the Immortal Venerable Realm.

This cultivation base is too low.

"Boy, aren't you very lucky? The second floor of the Immortal Venerable Realm, you can break into the fifth round of auditions!"

The silver-robed youth looked at Ye Yun and said with a strange smile.

"Heh, without any strength, can you break in just by luck? What a pighead..."

Ye Yun couldn't help laughing.

In the fifth audition, his opponent was still very weak, not even on the eighth level of the Immortal Venerable Realm. It seemed that his luck was really good.

Presumably relying on such unfathomable luck, even if Ye Yun didn't need to use other means, the Shifang Sin Sword could be obediently accepted by him, right?

"You guys are a bit strong, but your luck is also very good. Presumably the opponents you met in the first four games were not strong..."

Seeing Ye Yun's arrogance, the silver-robed youth snorted angrily, and suddenly launched an attack.

Swish...his figure suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, a cloud of blue sword shadows fell down everywhere.

Ye Yun also drew his sword.

With a flash of starlight in the void, the sword shadows all over the sky disappeared, and then the silver-robed youth fell from mid-air after being hit by the sword.

"What a strong sword technique!"

The silver-robed young man was bleeding, but he ignored it, looked at Ye Yun, and said in shock: "When did the Ninth Grade Sword Sect have such a powerful Taoist?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go down."

Ye Yun waved the sword in his hand and said bluntly.

"Ah!" The silver-robed youth sighed, turned around and flew away from the arena.

Ye Yun took out the token and found that there was another horizontal bar on it. A smile appeared on his face, and he fell from midair.

After waiting in the square for quite a while, Baguio finally fell from the ring. She was covered in injuries, and her Tsing Yi was dyed red. It was obvious that her injuries were not serious.

"Junior Brother Ye, I failed."

After Baguio swallowed a few healing pills, she said with a sad face.

"It doesn't matter, senior sister, anyway, the ten-direction sin sword can't escape, and it must belong to my ninth-grade sword sect in the end..."

Ye Yun smiled lightly.

Since Baguio had already failed, according to the rules, she had to leave this circular square.

Baguio and Ye Yun bid farewell, left the circular area, found a place on the periphery, and began to heal.

(End of this chapter)