Invincible Sword Soul

Chapter 381
Regarding Lin Qi's answer, Elder He's face showed a look of surprise. How many people want to become a spirit pattern master, Lin Qi is not interested at all.

"Don't worry, when you want to become a spirit pattern master in the future, you can come to me!"

Elder He is not in a hurry, there will be opportunities in the future, since he knows that Lin Qi is a disciple of the temple, he will definitely come to Feiyu Pavilion to do the task.

Around tea time, Deacon Xu left and returned, holding a bundle in his hand, which contained the elixir Lynch needed.

"This is the elixir you need. It needs [-] points in total. Just now Elder He said that this [-] points is our gift to you!"

Deacon Xu handed the burden to Lynch and said very politely.

"Thank you so much then!"

Lynch picked up the bag and checked it briefly. It was indeed all the things he needed, and the quality was good. It seemed that it was the right choice to go to Feiyu Pavilion to do the mission.

Leaving Feiyu Pavilion, Xiaoqian was already waiting in the void. Lynch rode Xiaoqian out of Wuchang City and headed straight to the temple, preparing for tomorrow's man list competition.

Others couldn't threaten Lynch, Song Qiao, Ning Wei and others were most worried. They would definitely use their hands and feet secretly, and thunderstorms. It is said that their strength has also improved by leaps and bounds.

night!

The stars are like water!

Lynch was fiddling with something in the room, as if he was concocting some psychic liquid. He failed several times and was still trying again and again.

Finally, in the middle of the night, after wasting more than a dozen elixir plants, the preparation was finally successful.

"I haven't prepared it for hundreds of years, and it's so unfamiliar!"

Looking at the dark green spiritual liquid in his hand, Lynch sighed endlessly. This is the body quenching liquid, and every drop is very expensive. If you use the body quenching liquid when opening the spirit root, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

As soon as the sky was bright, a melodious bell rang, and the annual man list contest was about to kick off.

There are a total of 3000 disciples who signed up this time. Those who think they don't have the ability to compete for the list can only wait for the next year. Most of the participants are at least eighth-rank Wuzong.

More than [-]% of them are ninth-rank, and as for seventh-rank, they are also cannon fodder, so they have not passed the registration.

Only five people from the Fire Cloud Palace signed up, namely Lin Qi, Miao Renyu, Chen Ting, Jin Yong and Huo Jun.

At present, only these few people are qualified to participate in the competition, and the others have limited realm, only the eighth-rank Wuzong, and they may not be able to achieve results if they go up, and they plan to stay until next year.

With the exception of Lynch, even the tenth in the list is not Lynch's opponent. It would be a pity if he missed the list.

Although the remaining five people cannot participate, they can still watch and cheer for Lynch and others.

"Junior brother, I won't go to the man list competition. The second junior sister and the fifth junior sister will lead you. If there is anything, the second junior sister will be there, and you won't suffer."

Luo Chang broke through to Wu Zunjing, and he is no longer suitable for such occasions. This time, Zhao Dongxiang led the team and led them to join the ranking.

"Eldest brother, don't worry, junior brother is not a child, don't be so protective!"

The other senior brothers were a little jealous. After Luo Chang broke through to Wu Zun, they were closer to Lin Qi than to their own disciples, and even took care of them as if they were their own children.

Luo Chang was a little embarrassed, Lynch also had black hair, the senior brother mainly wanted to repay his favor, but he had no chance.

"It's getting late, let's go!"

Luo Chang glanced at the time and told them to go to participate. The venue for the competition was the Martial Arts Field. The venue had been set up long ago, and many disciples of three generations from the seven temples would go to watch.

Just stepped into the Martial Arts Field, it was already crowded with people everywhere, Zhao Dongxiang led ten people to the Fire Cloud Hall area, each temple has its own place, other temples are already overcrowded, but the Fire Cloud Hall side, Very quiet.

Especially in the area of ​​Qiankun Hall, the building is the largest, fully accommodating thousands of people, and the disciples who came to participate were mixed with the disciples who watched.

The other temples were no exception. Thousands of people gathered densely, and the martial arts field was surrounded by inner disciples who came to watch.

In the central area of ​​the martial arts arena, dozens of arenas have been set up, and they are going to fight on the arenas for a while. The winners will advance, and the losers will be eliminated. The last ten people will be determined all the time.

In the center, there is also a small high platform. The elders of the temple will arrive soon, and they will be in charge of supervising it, lest anyone secretly disrupt the order of the man list competition.

"Everyone be quiet!"

An elder stood up, and his loud voice instantly suppressed the surrounding discussion, and it became silent in an instant.

"The old man's surname is Xiao, the elder of the inner sect. He is responsible for hosting this year's ranking competition. The rules are the same as in previous years. Last year's top ten don't need to participate, just accept the challenge. The remaining contestants will choose ten people to challenge last year's ranking. For the top ten, you must challenge from No.10, you cannot directly challenge No.1, defeat and replace your opponent.”

Elder Xiao first introduced himself. All the old disciples knew that there were many new disciples this year and they didn't know each other, so they had to introduce themselves every year.

Everyone knows the rules. More than 3000 people will compete in pairs in the form of a draw. The ten winners will challenge the top ten disciples from last year and win to replace their opponents.

Every year, the competition from No.8 to No.10 is the most intense. Last year, Su Wei continued to challenge from No.10 and won the championship directly, shocking the entire Seven Star Temple.

"Now the contestants can come forward to draw lots. No. 20 opponent is No. [-], No. [-] opponent is No. [-], and so on. There are only ten arenas. The first round is No. [-]. After the end, the second round above."

After Elder Xiao finished speaking, someone brought up several large sticks, each with a seal, so that everyone's spiritual sense could not sense the number on the sign, lest someone cheat.

Divided into several areas, Lynch, Miao Renyu and others also walked down, following the flow of people, each of them got a bamboo stick, and Lynch got No. 76.

The opponent is No. 77. It is not clear who it is for the time being. You can only find out when you meet yourself.

The lottery was held for a cup of tea, and everyone got their own numbers, and the next step was the competition.

"Now No. 20 to No. [-] take turns to play, corresponding to the numbers in your hands, enter their respective rings!"

Elder Xiao shouted, 3000 people came out of the 20 people, one to No. 20 respectively.

Number one and number two walked to ring one, number three and number four walked to ring two, and so on, all ten rings were filled with people soon.

"Look, I didn't expect He Ming to appear in the first round. He is the most popular genius this year!"

The crowd suddenly burst into exclamations. He Ming's name was even more resounding than Lynch. He started last year and almost entered the top ten, and last year he defeated several ninth-rank Wuzong with the eighth-rank Wuzong.

Entering the peak Wuzong this year is enough to sweep any opponent below Wuzong, so the voice is very high, and there is hope to compete for the top three qualifications.

He Ming's opponent is a ninth-rank Wuzong. He also fought against He Ming last year and lost to him. He didn't expect to meet him again this year, and it was the first round. A wry smile appeared on his face.

Last year, the Ninth Rank Martial Ancestor was no match, so it would be even more difficult to defeat He Ming this year.

"Forget it, I'd better admit defeat, it's a favor for you!"

Before the battle started, the first match ended, and He Ming successfully advanced to the second round.

Lynch also noticed this person. When he stepped onto the fifth ring, he felt a strong energy fluctuation, as if there was a huge energy hidden in his body, and he definitely got some kind of treasure.

Several other battles have already begun, and they are extremely fierce. They don't want to lose in the first round. This is not only as simple as embarrassing, but there is also an element of luck in the lottery. If the opponent is weaker, they will definitely have an advantage.

Although they are all ninth-rank Wuzong, the gap is also very large, which is equivalent to being divided into four levels: primary, intermediate, advanced and peak.

Ninth-rank beginners are not intermediate opponents at all, so some people are defeated soon, and they fall into the ring one after another. Ten people in the first round successfully entered the second round.

Next is No. 21 on the 40st, or 20 people on stage at the same time. Every time they go on stage, the crowd will cheer. The first is to cheer for their favorite disciples. The second is that there are many talented people who lost the game last year. , planning to make a comeback this year.

There are also some women, who even caused bursts of whistles after they went up. Every time the disciples of Mingxin Palace came to the stage, some men would whistle.

"Xiao Linzi, these people are not very strong, you can get rid of them with one move!"

After watching a few matches, Miao Renyu had confidence in her heart. Except for that He Ming who didn't make a move, everyone else showed their strength.

"Don't talk nonsense, you'd better be careful. The inner disciples are Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Many disciples are sprinting with pills at the last moment. It's not obvious from the surface!"

Chen Ting glared at Miao Renyu, mainly to remind Lynch not to be careless.

Lynch didn't care, and has been paying attention to the changes in the battle. Some of the powerful people have paid attention to them. When he meets him, he must be careful.

Round after round, the competition progressed very quickly, and soon it was Lynch's turn, directly onto the ring.

The moment Lynch fell, one person fell, which should be number 77.

"Lynch, it's you!"

The opponent obviously didn't expect to know Lynch, but Lynch didn't know him, maybe he had seen Lynch somewhere.

"Is there a problem?"

Lynch always had a playful smile on his lips. The opponent was much older than himself. He was a veteran inner sect disciple. His strength should not be underestimated.

"Hahaha, it's really hard to find nowhere to go. It didn't take much effort. I met you in the first game, and I just broke your hands and feet!"

The man burst out laughing, making everyone confused. The others rarely spoke in the game, and went straight to the battle, losing and being eliminated.

"I don't seem to have offended you!"

Lynch touched his nose, looking helpless, as if he hadn't offended him!
(End of this chapter)