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Chapter 85 Rookie Competition ([-]) Crazy Reputation Harvest
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This head teacher has always only heard his name but not his person.

This was the first time the new disciple saw him. He had a childlike face and a flat sky crown. Although he had a kind face, he was also a little thin, with distinct jawbones, which seemed unhuman.

The momentum is bottomless, at least he is a Nascent Soul cultivator.

However, as a Zifu, Wu Xuan, who has already mastered the power of divine consciousness, can see that the head teacher of Turin is at least a monk who has transformed himself into a god, and the Nascent Soul has already transformed into a god.

The soul pressure is more than stronger than that of Ji Lingyun.

No wonder he disappeared all day long. Who would want to stay in the palace every day for a monk of this realm to deal with chores? It is more practical to practice.

After saying a few words, the rookie competition finally started.

All the disciples of Law Enforcing Hall came to Luotian Fatai to maintain order and prevent too many people from gathering and conflicts.

The Luo Tianfa platform is originally one, but it can also be temporarily split into ten rings, and each round has ten people fighting on it.

It happened to be one peak after another.

The elder in charge is a person from the main peak, surnamed Hai, who speaks the truth.

"The way of immortality is precious, and there is no measure for people."

"Everyone, remember not to kill each other. We are disciples of the same sect. We should unite as one and strictly forbid killing each other!"

"If I find out that I deliberately kill you, then try my killer!"

Elder Hai said it was very serious, but it was because they were all elites. Internal friction is the most stupid waste of resources, and it is not allowed.

With this strength, he should die for the sect.

"I announce that the 2121st Rookie Competition of the Turin Sect has officially started, and Jianfeng will be the top ten contestants in the first round. Let's go up."

Jianfeng disciples, all of them wore white robes, carried spirit swords on their backs, and their faces were full of arrogance.

Obviously, he didn't take the other peaks seriously.

Sword cultivators generally have a rebellious personality, and with their strong killing characteristics, their combat power can often crush the same level, which leads them to form a mentality of being a master.

It is easy to go to extremes if you look down on the sky and the earth.

Famous sword cultivators, one counts as the other, and they are all stubborn, the kind that cannot be brought back by ten thousand cows, which is also strange.

Among the ten kendo geniuses, the most outstanding one is——Congenital Sword Embryo Zhang Daoling.

There is a small red sword imprint between the eyebrows of this person, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, he is extremely handsome.

Under the surge of spiritual power, the white clothes fluttered and the temperament was outstanding, attracting the attention of many female disciples.

Liu Xi couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Wu Xuan was standing next to her, and couldn't help teasing when he saw this.

"Why, Senior Sister Liu is also in love? Sword cultivators are indeed better looking than alchemists who are full of alchemy~"

He understands yin and yang, and since he came back, Liu Xi was extremely shocked when he learned from Ji Lingyun that Wu Xuan had been accepted as his disciple.

Her relationship with Peak Lord Danding should be regarded as a legacy of the previous generation, and she herself has no intersection with Ji Lingyun.

He also wanted to learn art under his sect, but Wu Xuan took the first step, considering that he seemed to be under him all the time since he joined the sect.

Feeling sour in his heart, Yin and Yang beat Wu Xuan a few times.

This was his revenge, and the relationship between the two of them was also very strange, neither an enemy nor a friend.

But he understands it very well, so he can only say one sentence.

After glaring at Wu Xuan, Liu Xi simply closed his eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

On the stage.

When the Jianfeng disciples were in place, Elder Hai continued to announce.

"Jianfeng's opponent in the first round...Dan Dingfeng!"

The lottery was drawn by the leading elder, that is to say, it was drawn by Elder Meng.

As we all know, there are two peaks in the Turin Cult who are not good at fighting skills, but they cannot live without them.

Danding Peak, Lingtian Peak!

The disciples around Luo Tian Fatai suddenly started discussing.

"Danding Peak?"

"Isn't this father beating his son? The disciples of Jianfeng have all been on the battlefield against the kingdom of the Demonic Dao. How could a group of new alchemists fight?"

"That's it."

"The market is open. Jianfeng vs. Dandingfeng. How many bets will be won in ten games? Can anyone place a bet?!"

"Go quickly, bet on eight, nine, ten wins, and make a steady profit."

"Someone opened the market here too? The odds are too low, how much money can you make?"

"Don't rush to place bets. I heard that there is a disciple of Linglong Spiritual Body at Danding Peak, named Wu Xuan, who is also overwhelming the crowd. The outcome is still uncertain."

"No matter how good he is, he can win a game. What are you afraid of?"

In the first half of the schedule, there are ten games per person, it is impossible to finish the first round, it is scattered.

So Jianfeng played against Dandingfeng, a total of dozens of games, one game per person.

They can pick their opponents themselves, showing confidence and the strength of the challenger.

Elder Meng came to Wu Xuan's side from the crowd, pretending to be heroic and smiling.

"Don't be afraid, little sword cultivator, I believe you can do it with one punch. This is the first round. Just do your best, don't worry too much."

Jin Xihe and the others were speechless immediately, Zhao Zhenyi was also speechless, he didn't know what to say, he just hoped to meet more people from Lingtian Peak, they were even weaker.

Elder Meng turned his head and said.

"Wu Xuan, you are number one in Danding Peak, do you have the confidence to fight Zhang Daoling?"

"pass it to me."

Wu Xuan nodded, he was here to step on people, and the first scene was full of explosions, so he was naturally happy.

Seeing that he agreed, Liu Xi and the others were very surprised.

After all, it is more utilitarian, he can avoid Zhang Daoling and let others deal with it, and he will win a game for sure.

Facing difficulties, to put it nicely, is a valuable virtue, but if there is an obviously easier road at your feet, everyone will choose the easier day.

This is determined by human nature.

But Wu Xuan has such a heart, Liu Xi often clamored to compete with Zhang Daoling, she thought Wu Xuan would come to fight her at this time.

It seemed that she was the one who lost after all, Liu Xi bowed his head and remained silent.

However, they all misunderstood, Wu Xuan only came for prestige!

As a proud man, Zhang Daoling is naturally the focus of everyone's attention, and as his opponent, he is also very eye-catching.

Wu Xuan's appearance is not so handsome as to defy the sky, the most handsome young man in Wujiagou, he was defeated by his appearance...

He is also very handsome, but he is a bit worse than Zhang Daoling, not so high-spirited, more gentle, each has its own advantages~
"Wu Xuan of Danding Peak, please enlighten me."

"Please."

Zhang Daoling had no intention of drawing his sword with his hands behind his back, and he didn't take Wu Xuan's fame seriously.

This made Wu Xuan a little dumbfounded.

"Arrogance is not the quality a monk should have."

"Take the call."

After the words fell, a big pit appeared where Wu Xuan was standing, and the person had disappeared.

The rapid speed made Zhang Daoling's pupils constrict.

- Chong!

The spirit sword was unsheathed, covered with pale golden spiritual power, stabbing the sword obliquely backward like an antelope's horns.

The two swords collided, and Zhang Daoling flew upside down. The violent force caused him to hit the shield of the altar, and fell hard.

Wu Xuan casually held a sword flower.

In terms of swordsmanship, he is no match for Zhang Daoling, and in terms of brute force, fifty Zhang Daolings are not as good as him!

Today, I will break through ten thousand swords with one force, highlighting a word of recklessness!
The first move suffered a dull loss, and there was an uproar from the audience. In contrast, Wu Xuan's reputation in the immortal way began to grow crazily.

Zhang Daoling stood up with his sword, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said solemnly.

"Foundation Great Perfection?"

Wu Xuan only revealed one-tenth of his strength, which was enough to shock everyone in Du Lingjiao. He knows how to pretend.

Take it slowly and earn a few more rounds of prestige.

"Come again?"

Zhang Daoling finally let go of his arrogance, regarded Wu Xuan as a worthy opponent, and became serious.

"You are qualified to taste my kendo."

"Take the call."

The sword intent on Zhang Daoling's body became more and more intense, spreading to the surroundings, and the Chilian Lingjian in Wu Xuan's hand actually responded to the sword cry, a sign of losing control.

Is this the innate sword fetus?
It's a pity that under the suppression of the realm, it is difficult to show all the strength.

"Come again!"

(End of this chapter)