Asuru God Soul

The patriarch shook his head when he saw that the young man in white provoked so many strong freshmen in the courtyard.

In the opinion of the Lord's elders, this boy will lose today.

Want to make a sound to remind the youth, but think about it or give it up.

After all, the boy seems to have provoked the six courtyard doors from head to toe. If he reminds the boy, he will offend these new strong men.

Some of these new strong people will be able to become masters in the future.

In the Lord, he is just a low-level elder. He doesn't want to cause trouble.

"The big ratio of Freshmen in the Seventh Academy is one of the competitions for qianchangzong to select talents"

"Dabi is the first. I have the opportunity to meet the Lord and get the reward from the Lord."

Hearing this, Chu Xing Yu's eyes lit up.

Sister is now a shining saint. If you want to cancel her identity, you must tell the patriarch face to face as soon as possible.

This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He doesn't want to miss it.

Therefore, the first place for freshmen must be his.

If anyone doesn't have eyes and dares to rob, let him taste the power of Youming skill.

"In the freshmen's competition of the Seventh Academy, the students of the Academy dispersed and conducted a draw to eliminate the competition."

As soon as the patriarch's voice fell, dozens of small challenge platforms with a diameter of more than ten meters suddenly appeared on the square.

Each new student will be given a token.

The opponent's name will appear on the token.

"My opponent is you!"

On the 16th challenge arena, when a disciple of Chixiao hall boarded the challenge arena and saw that the opponent standing in front of him was Chu Xingyu, he shook his head and abstained directly.

He naturally knows how strong the latter is. He will never risk a war with the youth.

Chu Xingyu entered the next round without bloodshed.

The East is limitless. After the experience of dossier and Tuoba ye, their strength soared.

Although it can't compare with the strong in other schools, it's very easy to deal with some weak or medium-sized disciples.

They easily entered the next round.

"Xingyu, the strength of Cheng Xiao has become stronger!"

Returning to the rest area, Ling Wenguang was surprised to see the combat effectiveness displayed by Cheng Xiao and others in the challenge arena.

Reminded by Ling Wenguang, Chu Xingyu's eyes swept to Cheng Xiao in the challenge arena.

"Yes, their strength has increased a lot!"

Seeing that Cheng Xiaobing's bloodless blade defeated his opponent, Chu Xing nodded.

If you only talk about your strength, your companions Dongfang Wuji have the ability to defeat Cheng Xiao.

But they have learned the unique mysterious skills of qianbian sect. Their combat effectiveness is twice as strong as their apparent strength.

Dongfang Wuji is not the opponent of Cheng Xiao and others.

"Chu Xingyu, I'll let you taste it when you meet me!"

It seems that he noticed the eyes projected by Chu Xingyu. After a sneer, Cheng Xiao punched his defeated opponent.

Pen!

The disciple was immediately knocked down at the foot of Chu Xing.

This is Cheng Xiao's provocation to Chu Xing's rain.

"I hope you won't shrink back!"

Facing Cheng Xiao's provocative eyes, Chu Xing Yusi is not afraid.

In the first round of competition, thousands of freshmen were immediately eliminated by half.

However, most of the freshmen are the disciples of Chixiao hall, and a few are the disciples of the middle three halls of the middle emperor. Only a few of the disciples of the holy upper three halls have been eliminated.

The first round of competition suddenly showed the importance of resources.

The second round of competition starts after a 15 minute break.

When a disciple named Wang Yuanliang drew Chu Xingyu during the break, he shouted excitedly, "Chu Xingyu, your boy was drawn by me and ready to die!"

He was so excited that he wanted to cancel his break and fight Chu Xingyu.

"Wang Yuanliang, you are really lucky to be able to draw the Chu star rain!"

"Why am I not so lucky? Wang Yuanliang, your boy is really lucky."

"I envy you, boy!"

…………

When he heard that his companion Wang Yuanliang drew the Chu star rain, other disciples of Luoxue hall were very envious.

Chu Xingyu can still remember the scene of mocking Lin Qingmiao, the Lord of the temple, on the square of the medicinal God tree.

If anyone can have a chance to teach Chu Xingyu a lesson, it's that the Lord of the snow hall is angry for them.

They were angry for the Lord of the temple. The Lord of the temple was happy. Later, he was walking sideways in the falling snow temple.

The most important thing is that these disciples are the licking dogs of the Lord of Luoxue hall.

Lin Qingmiao, the leader of the falling snow hall, is known as the first beauty of the ever changing elder.

She has outstanding appearance, elegant charm and extraordinary temperament.

Most importantly, Lin Qingmiao is over 40 and still single,

Such a well maintained charm beauty is definitely not comparable to these girls.

Just looking at Lin Qingmiao's back will make a group of innocent little Chu men fall into it one after another. If they shake the front, they will bleed and eventually die.

Now the opportunity to be evil for the goddess Temple Lord has been taken away by their companions. They are very jealous at the same time.

"Cousin, I have something to tell you!"

Just then, a disciple of Chixiao hall came over.

Wang Hua is Wang Yuanliang's cousin.

"There are many people here. Let's go where there are few people."

Looking at Wang Hua's dignified face, Wang Yuanliang nodded and left.

…………

Fifteen minutes later, the second round of competition began.

On the No. 5 challenge arena, it was watched by the disciples of Luoxue hall.

Because the two people in the challenge arena are Chu Xingyu and Wang Yuanliang.

"Do it!"

Chu Xingyu, carrying his hands, said faintly to each other.

A touch of embarrassment appeared on Wang Yuanliang's face.

He looked at Chu Xingyu's eyes, first full of war, and then hesitated.

After thinking over and over again, his words surprised everyone: "I admit defeat!"

Wang Yuanliang's words plunged the disciples of Luoxue hall into Petrification.

Did they hear it right? Wang Yuanliang actually admitted defeat!

"Lying trough, Wang Yuanliang, you really lose our face in the falling snow hall!"

"The elder didn't give you so many resources to admit defeat!"

"Shameful fellow, get down!"

…………

In the curse of the disciples of the falling snow hall, Wang Yuanliang came down.

But what no one found was that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, his cousin Wang Hua found himself and told himself a shocking news.

Before the Tianta competition last night, the disciples of Tianyue hall came to Chixiao hall to kick. As a result, they were killed by Chu Xingyu.

After hearing the news, Wang Yuanliang sweated on his back.

Chu Xingyu is an immortal demon. Even the old student of Tianyue hall can't deal with him.

Therefore, after receiving the news from his cousin, Wang Yuanliang immediately changed his attitude towards Chu Xingyu.

After all, one's own dog life is more important than venting one's anger for the goddess Temple Lord.